Today, Feng Wei'an got off work early, met with Zhang Changhe at noon, and learned the good news, Zhang Changhe basically took Zhao Xin's team in Qingping through various means, and Zhang Changhe's ability has also been recognized by Zhao Xin, Feng Wei'an didn't expect Zhao Xin to give himself a big gift in the end. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Commission for Discipline Inspection has collected information from Feng Wei'an's boss and Sun Linian, secretary general of the municipal government, the secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection is a cadre transferred from other places, has no foundation, has a hard temper, and has no connections because of the particularity of the work, but several deputy positions have been closely related to Zhao Xin before, and this matter was directly ordered by Zhao Xin to the old subordinates.

At noon, Zhang Changhe concluded Sun Linian's fate at the dinner table, and even "accurately" pointed out that before eleven, it is likely to be investigated by shuanggui, after Ye Huai'an was transferred to the secretary of the central district of the city, there are still three deputy secretaries-general of the municipal government, whether it is from the perspective of work ability, qualifications, and level, Feng Wei'an's appointment as the secretary-general of the municipal government is basically a certainty.

As the secretary who controls the city, it is basically a common situation in the country to disagree with the mayor, but like Zhang Changhe, the former Zhao Xin basically offended the head of the city government or pressed it to death.

Feng Wei'an was lying on the sofa, drinking wild tea sent by relatives in the countryside, watching TV leisurely, waiting for the meal to be served.

Feng Yiming was a little restless in the kitchen today, thinking about Li Yu's last answer in the afternoon, a little guilty, and a little vigilant, Li Yu's conduct is trustworthy, but to put it mildly, if Li Yu is the same as Feng Zhengfeng, he really has no good way, Feng Yiming has long thought about placing someone next to Li Yu, but he is nested in the city No. 1 Middle School every day, and he can't get in touch with many people in society, and there is no suitable candidate in his hands.

Feng Yiming has also considered Luo Yun, there is a relationship with Yu Fei, Luo Yun is also trustworthy, but Luo Yun himself is not a person who can do this kind of thing, although Li Yu did not make things clear today, but when it comes to Li Yu's wife, the meaning has been revealed between the words, I control the company and the Internet café below, you can arrange people around me, but let's come clearly.

"It's all human spirits!" Feng Yiming sighed slightly in his heart, a little helpless, his previous life activities were basically in Shanghai, in Qingping, except for the small hair, there are too few relatives who can use it, and even fewer can be trusted. Feng Yiming, who was busy in the kitchen, was still thinking about this, thinking about that, the consequence was that when the meal was served, Feng Wei'an, who thought he could feast on it, spit it out in the first bite.

"How much salt did you put in it, you want to kill me!"

Feng Yiming blinked his eyes, grabbed the chopsticks, picked up the chopsticks, and hesitated for a long time without putting them in his mouth, "Salty?"

Feng Wei'an glared at his son, picked up the soup spoon and took a sip of the soup, the corners of his mouth twitched, "What's wrong today?

Feng Yiming was a little weak-hearted, on the way home this afternoon, he met Liu Xuemei, followed all the way, and found out her address before going home, he wouldn't be discovered by any sharp-eyed person, right?

"There is no salt in the soup, this dish should be salted twice!" Feng Wei'an waved his chopsticks and pointed, but his eyes were staring at his son, whose face was uncertain, thinking that he had caused an accident only two days ago, and it wouldn't be so fast.

Wait for the dishes to be returned to the pot and then served on the table, Feng's mother just went home, these few days at home, Feng's mother did not give her son a good look, as soon as she entered the house, Feng's mother first thing was to grab her son, back and forth sniffing, Feng Yiming was frightened, this afternoon on the way home chewed three packs of chewing gum, after returning home, I brushed my teeth twice, took a shower and changed clothes, if this can also be found by my mother, it is really "the death of me this day, not a crime of war".

"Count yourself honestly, I'll tell you Feng Yiming, let me smell a trace of smoke on you in the future......" Before Feng's mother finished speaking, Feng Wei'an interjected rarely: "Then punish him for not being allowed to leave the school for one semester." ”

Feng's mother rolled her eyes and nodded, but Feng Yiming saw the schadenfreude in his father's eyes, pouted and said, "Mom, what if you smell it on your father?"

Mother Feng turned her head to look at Feng Wei'an, and before she could speak, Feng Wei'an said angrily: "Are you still in charge of your Lao Tzu?" got up and went to the kitchen to serve food to the Empress Dowager Cixi, this topic has been going on between the two for more than 20 years, Mother Feng has basically given up her efforts, out of sight is clean, as long as she is not in front of her, there is nothing to do, this is going to make his wife start forcing herself to quit smoking again, it is really going to die.

At the dinner table, Feng's mother's anger finally subsided today, and she remembered that her son had sent the two instructors into the infirmary the day before yesterday, and pouted and said: "Today's military training is over, and there is a dinner party in the evening, and I walked to the door of the canteen, only to remember, you kid beat everyone else into the infirmary, think about it, you didn't go in......"

Feng Wei'an was accustomed to eating his son's carefully cooked meals this year, but today he couldn't lift his spirits, so he lazily picked up the dishes and said: "Anyway, the military sub-district doesn't have much contact with the city, and the military training is only once a year, so what's the matter." ”

Feng Yiming was a little nervous, the day before yesterday because of the fight, he was in a big mess, afraid that his mother would notice the existence of Zhang Jingjing, so he inadvertently forgot about the exposure of smoking.

"Do you want those two instructors to go and have a look?" Feng Mu hesitated a little, "After all, Lao Zhang and the military sub-district are over there, it wouldn't be good if it was ugly!"

Feng Wei'an glanced at his son intentionally or unintentionally, and then said: "There's no need, if it really makes trouble, two soldiers can't beat high school students, who do you think is a shame?"

Looking at her son who kept nodding her head, Feng's mother slapped her son on the back of the head and shouted: "As long as you kid can, tell you, give me three years of high school to be honest and make less trouble." ”

The corners of Feng Wei'an's mouth twitched on the side, how many things have happened in the past year, it is estimated that there are still a lot of things to hide, in the next three years, Feng Wei'an felt a little headache, how did he give birth to such an unconscious son.

Feng Yiming nodded, scooped a bowl of soup for his mother, and said, "Don't worry, the class will be officially started soon, don't worry about the grades, you will definitely not pull it down." ”