Although Qin Feng's English level is very poor, he can't help but have a full talent in pronunciation, and he drags it casually, and it feels like an authentic wild London aborigine, so that the little monkey can't find any fault at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info fooled around smoothly until half past three in the afternoon, and when the little monkey finished his homework, Qin Feng could finally retire. As for the two subjects of Chinese and natural science, the little monkey said that his mother had already selected professional teachers for him, all of whom were invited from Dongou Middle School, so as to avoid Qin Feng from misleading people to the greatest extent. Qin Feng was speechless when he heard it, and he couldn't figure out what kind of employment standard Mr. Hou and his wife were.

Out of the door, Qin Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's been a bit of a busy feeling these days, running around inside and out, and I don't know what kind of style I'm smoking.

What kind of small hotel is it good to open, can't you do the promising job of selling skewers with peace of mind?

Now it's okay, now I have to think about the small hotel project, I have to keep an eye on the old hooligans in Qianshan Village, and I have to plan with Qin Jianye to plot against the leadership team of Luoshan Town, and I have to follow Mr. Hou's group of people here.

I'm so busy that I don't have any friends.

And most importantly, it's all about taking risks, and you don't see where the rewards are.

Qin Feng was very sad and indignant about his strategic judgment and tactical execution.

"Director Lu, how are you doing over there?" Walking on the road, Qin Feng couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to communicate with Lu Jianbo. It cost thousands of dollars, and even if it doesn't have much effect, at least it should make a small wave.

"The article is written, but it's not up to me to decide whether it can be published or not. Lu Jianbo was obviously unreliable, and his attitude was quite indifferent to Qin Feng, and he didn't mean to help Qin Feng fight for it with all his might, he just talked eloquently, "You should be able to send this thing out, but the size of the layout is not easy to say, anyway, you can see it yourself tomorrow, and there will be results early tomorrow morning at the latest." ”

"Okay, that's for your trouble. Qin Feng hung up the phone in a good voice, then shook his head, and said depressedly, "I played stinky chess, wasting money......"

After two days of hot brains, Qin Feng came to his senses at this time.

wants to rely on media hype to get rid of a town party secretary, solve a wave of hooligans by the way, and help his uncle to the position, although this set of operations is not impossible, but in fact it is not something he can do. At the very least, before you can do anything, you have to coordinate with the main leaders of the city - or even if it is not good. If this matter is done through Mr. Hou's channel, the probability of success may be 50%, but now he chooses to go it alone, and if he wants to succeed in plotting against the large number of people in Luoshan Town, the possibility is simply minimal. To put it more simply, his previous plan was too taken for granted, too naïve, and too.

"Alas......" Qin Feng sighed all the way back to the car, sat stupidly for a few minutes, then took out his mobile phone again and called Su Tang.

However, Su Tang's military training was not over yet, and after chatting for half a minute, he hung up the phone again.

Qin Feng scratched his head, helpless, packed up his mood, and planned to put his energy into the internal meeting of Mr. Hou Group tomorrow.

Although he is tired of writing these days, he can talk about the future development -- this is as simple as writing a diary for him!

Qin Feng thought about it like this, and his mood was relaxed.

……

Lu Jianbo hung up the phone irritably, and then continued to revise the manuscript.

The editor in charge of the social news section is named Liang Hongyan, a young woman in her early thirties, who looks okay, but her personality stinks. Lu Jianbo wrote from day to afternoon, and finally came up with an article, but showed it to Liang Hongyan, good guy, that girl doesn't know what it means to respect the old and love the young. Lu Jianbo felt that he was also a character in the newspaper, after being scolded by Liang Hongyan, he couldn't swallow it for half a day, Qin Feng called him just now, he really used all the cultivation in this life, and endured high blood pressure, so he pretended to be calm, and did not offend Qin Feng, the pseudo-gold owner.

After staring at the screen for a while, Lu Jianbo finally eased up.

Liang Hongyan thought that his article was too long, smelly and unfocused, and refused to give a larger layout, Lu Jianbo had no choice but to delete some more paragraphs according to her wishes.

And this change, in the blink of an eye, is another hour.

"Jianbo, haven't left yet?" At half past four in the afternoon, Wen Yibin, the deputy director on duty today, came back from a meeting outside.

When Lu Jianbo saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Abin, look at whether it works like this!"

Wen Yibin walked to Lu Jianbo's side, bent down to look at the computer screen, glanced at it, and nodded immediately and said: "Well, yes, yes, very much! Today we have a meeting, and the city's Propaganda Department just said that at the beginning of the school year, we should pay attention to all kinds of problems around the school, you ...... Let's expand it a little more, put it in the second edition!"

Lu Jianbo felt that his eggs were about to break.

This group of eight lambs all want to come out one by one, and they don't give the people under them a way to live?

"Ah Bin, if you expand it and write it, will there be a problem? Isn't this equivalent to pointing at Luoshan Town's nose and scolding?" Lu Jianbo hesitated a little.

Wen Yibin smiled.

Afraid of offending Luoshan Town? What are you kidding!

If these grassroots units are not pulled out and scolded, how can we reflect the level of public supervision of the party media?

Aren't these grassroots section-level units used to carry the blame?

"Write! You can write boldly with confidence! Mr. Pan, I'll communicate, the more detailed you write, the better! It's best to get it done before you get off work!" Wen Yibin waved his hand, with a posture of pointing at the country.

Lu Jianbo bought a watch now, but although he scolded the sky in his heart, he had to endure it.

Second Edition......

How long has it been since your article has been in its second edition?

"Okay!" Lu Jianbo gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Good work. Wen Yibin said lightly and entered his office.

Lu Jianbo stared at Wen Yibin's office door for a long time, and a wave of ruthlessness slowly surged in his heart.

He silently took out Qin Feng's "internal materials" from his bag, and after flipping through them carefully and quickly, he picked up a brush to list an outline, and then tapped the keyboard at a speed that he had never seen before.

Three hours later, Lu Jianbo knocked on Wen Yibin's office door.

Wen Yibin opened the door in slippers, and when he saw Lu Jianbo, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Lu Jianbo smiled and handed over the manuscript.

"You can go home and write it, and then pass it to me!" Wen Yibin took over.

Lu Jianbo's face was tired, but his eyes were shining: "Abin, this is the last draft, if you ask me to change it, I won't be able to change anything." ”

Wen Yibin grinned, "Okay, I'll take a look first, you go back and rest quickly." ”

"Okay, then you take your time, my wife has made three calls. Lu Jianbo said with a smile, carrying a shoulder bag, turning around and walking towards the door of the office hall.

Wen Yibin didn't wait for Lu Jianbo to walk out of the door, and closed the door of his office first.

He sat back on the folding bed that had been laid out leisurely, and casually glanced at the title of the article, but after a while, his expression couldn't help but become serious.

After reading the whole article, Wen Yibin hesitated, took out his mobile phone, and called the editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

"Mr. Pan, Jianbo wrote an article about Luoshan Town, talking about the possible bullying and domination of the market in Luoshan Town, as well as the bribery of leaders...... No, it wasn't explicitly stated, but that's what it meant...... There is data and everything, and the analysis is relatively thorough, so it should be investigated on the spot...... Is it possible to report to the information office......? Okay, okay, with your signature? Okay, I'll get ...... right away."

Wen Yibin put down the phone and tapped the article with his index finger.

Dongou City has been re-elected, and the next thing is the county-level re-election.

This is the central area of the Son of Heaven and a courtier, and it seems that the sky is about to change......

"Lu Jianbo, Lu Jianbo, you old boy really stepped on the **** luck......" Wen Yibin muttered, walked to the desk, and called the printing room, "Hongyan, let Jianbo send the electronic version of the article written today, you can change it again, change it a little shorter, within 500 words, and put it on the front page of tomorrow, the position should not be too conspicuous, just in the corner." Also, talk politely to others in the future, no matter what they say, they are nearly twenty years older than you, and you are an ......elder." )