Now that the Security Committee has been in office for nearly half a month, as the saying goes, there are three fires for a new official to take office, but Song Baojun has not moved for a long time, and even the leaders of important departments are missing, which is easy to cause his subordinates to fluctuate. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, please tell them that I will hold a meeting in the near future, please don't be impatient."

Feng Jialin said that he received it.

Song Baojun arranged other things and issued a series of measures, saying: "By the way, there is an engineering team called Yakun to help me bring the information." ”

There are at least 100 engineering teams outsourced by Xingang Construction, with a few hundred people at the top and one or twenty people at the least, and Feng Jialin doesn't understand why Committee Member Song suddenly cares about a small engineering team, but she has a very strong business ability, and she soon found the information registered by the Yakun engineering team in the vast filing cabinet.

Song Baojun first saw the name of the registered legal representative of the Yakun engineering team, and said, "Let Ding Yongqiang, the boss of this engineering team, come over immediately, I want to meet him." ”

"Okay."

Feng Jialin agreed to walk to the phone, and at the same time secretly looked at Song Baojun's expression.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, the more you look at it, the more extraordinary it feels. 's unremarkable appearance is so attractive in Feng Jialin's eyes.

The short shaved hedgehog hairstyle looks particularly spiritual, and it is different from those young people on campus who always have Korean bangs.

The sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, and Gu Pan is also heroic.

Not very broad shoulders in an ordinary coat, both modest and understated.

There were occasional bits of cold light in his eyes, full of the momentum of the superior.

Shaved a blue chin, resolute and calm.

For a while, Feng Jialin regretted that he didn't discover Song Baojun's many advantages when he was in high school?

At this time, Song Baojun's phone rang, and it was a mountain eagle calling, telling him that all the members of the Birch Security Company were waiting for the notice in the open space outside the project department building.

Song Baojun hurriedly went out and dropped a sentence: "Ding Yongqiang will let him wait in the reception room when he comes." ”

When he walked to the corridor, he remembered something again, and said, "There is also a worker named Wang Mei in the Yakun engineering team, you invite her to my office." ”

"Yes, Commissioner Song."

The thoughtful Feng Jialin has already felt the difference between the two people from the subtle attitude of Member Song: Ding Yongqiang went to the reception room to wait, which had to be done officially; Wang Mei used the word "please", obviously a little polite.

"Hey, I'm Feng Jialin, secretary of the Office of the Safety Committee of the Project Department." Feng Jialin dialed Ding Yongqiang's phone, "Are you Ding Yongqiang, the head of the Yakun engineering team?" ”

"Feng, Secretary Feng, you, hello." Ding Yongqiang received the call and couldn't help but make a trill.

Ding Yongqiang was far from the level of the safety committee in addition to labor disputes, and only the safety officers under the Ministry of Security conducted inspections and passively received some training.

The safety committee member is one of the most important members of the management committee, Ding Yongqiang has never eaten pork and has seen a pig run, and he has long been familiar with the new safety committee members, and is familiar with the phone numbers of several leaders and their secretaries.

"Commissioner Song asked you to come to the reception room on the ninth floor of the project department, right away." Feng Jialin's tone was cold without a trace of emotion, and without waiting for the other party's reaction, he said: "Let Wang Mei of your engineering team answer the phone." ”

"Wang Mei?" Ding Yongqiang was puzzled.

"Huh?" Feng Jialin let out a cold syllable from his nose.

"You wait...... Wang Mei was at the construction site, and I immediately called her over. ”

Then I only heard Ding Yongqiang's roaring voice on the other side: "Wang Mei! Wang mei! Where is it? Come here for me right away! Right now! Procrastinating, delaying the precious time of the leader, don't take your salary this month! ”

A rush of footsteps came, and Ding Yongqiang scolded: "Be careful! Secretary Feng asked you to investigate, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Feng, Secretary Feng, I, I'm Wang Mei, do you have something to do with me?"

Feng Jialin changed his tone to a softer tone and said, "Ms. Wang Mei, Member Song, please come to the office. ”

"But, but, I haven't done my job today......" Wang Mei replied timidly.

Suddenly, Ding Yongqiang shouted violently on the side: "Secretary Feng will do whatever you want to do!" No bargaining! ”

Feng Jialin smiled slightly and said, "Okay, you can come over as soon as possible, don't let Commissioner Song wait." ”

Putting down the phone, Ding Yongqiang looked at Wang Mei and glared, and said loudly: "What did Secretary Feng tell you?" ”

"She, she asked me to go to the project department, Boss Ding, it's okay, right?"

Ding Yongqiang suddenly groaned and said, "It may be a routine spot check that drew your name, remember not to say anything nonsense." Are you familiar with the safety regulations? If you say something wrong, don't blame me for not being affectionate with you! By the end of the sentence, it was already a threat of gnashing teeth.

Wang Mei naturally didn't dare to talk back, the two of them changed out of their work clothes and went to the project department together, and Ding Yongqiang scolded her on the way.

"Look at you! If it weren't for Lao Tzu's pity that your son is still in college, Lao Tzu would have recruited someone like you? ”

When he arrived at the project department building, which was not luxurious but looked very majestic, Ding Yongqiang immediately put away his caution and reported to the main station before being allowed to enter the ninth floor.

In the reception room, the two of them didn't dare to breathe more, Ding Yongqiang was no longer the face that deceived people too much, he sat honestly on the edge of the sofa, his hands in his knees, like a cowering quail.

The glamorous Feng Jialin walked in and asked, "Who is Wang Mei?" ”

Wang Mei hurriedly bowed down and said, "I am, I am." ”

"Oh, hello, I'm Feng Jialin, the secretary of Commissioner Song." Feng Jialin saw Wang Mei's Tubaozi migrant workers dressed and quite old, so he let go of most of his thoughts. Before, she thought that the other party was a young and beautiful woman.

Ding Yong got up with a flattering smile on his face, a flattering light flashed in his eyes, and he stammered and smiled: "Ah, you, you are Secretary Feng......"

Feng Jialin said lightly: "Boss Ding, you sit first, I'm talking to Ms. Wang Mei." ”

Ding Yongqiang touched a soft nail, sat back in place with a smile, and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Feng Jialin said again: "Ms. Wang Mei, come with me." ”

Wang Mei was a little inexplicable, but she still suppressed her nervousness and followed behind. Ding Yongqiang also got up and wanted to follow, Feng Jialin turned his head and glared at him, and said, "You stay here and wait." ”

Ten minutes later, the air conditioning and heating were suddenly turned off, the windows in the northwest couldn't be closed, there was no cup of hot tea in the huge reception room, Ding Yongqiang wanted to leave but didn't dare to go, shivering in the cold wind, and waited for a full four hours.

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Song Baojun came to the open space outside the building, where more than 200 people were sitting or standing loosely, some were smoking and chatting, and some were holding their mobile phones and playing games.

The mountain carving, Tian Moshan, Hua Xiong, Liszt, and Broken Tooth An were basically there, and Song Baojun was about to pass over, when an angry figure stopped him.

It was the young man with a white turban who had a conflict in the bus and several of his companions.

"Hehe, I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm really nowhere to find it, so it doesn't take any effort to get here, hehehe." The young man drooped his shoulders, laughed strangely, and said to his companions around him: "It's him, fighting for seats with Lao Tzu on the bus, if it weren't for the driver's face, Lao Tzu would have called him to find his teeth all over the ground on the spot." ”

Someone chimed in, "Oh, that's a good lesson." ”

Song Baojun didn't pay attention to these birdmen at all, raised his chin slightly, and asked, "Hey, which unit are you?" Don't you know that this is the Port Project Department? ”

"Do you have any control over which unit I belong to? Do you see these hundreds of people in the back? It's all my brothers, and I'm here to take over the project department today! Are you scared!? ”

"Huh." Song Baojun was really speechless.

The more the young man spoke, the more energetic he became, and said loudly: "In the future, the port of Chazhou will be my territory, and you kid will work here, right?" Hehe, no problem, I'm going to make you mess up. ”

"In this port, you have to be responsible for your words and actions." Song Baojun said seriously.

"I'll kill you!" The young man said and stretched out his hand to Song Baojun and pushed.

Song Baojun took a step to the left and easily avoided it, and the young man threw himself into the air, but he was staggered by his own footsteps and almost fell.

"Yo! Do you dare to hide? Lao Tzu can't kill you! ”

Several companions around stood by with a giggling mentality, and did not intend to come forward to help, as if they felt that it was enough for one person to deal with Song Baojun.

The young man with the white turban turned around sharply and smashed his fist at Song Baojun.

It's a pity that in Song Baojun's eyes, his steps are vain, his body is crooked, his fists are weak and weak, his eyes are uncertain, he is really not a good fighter, and as soon as his fist was pulled out, he received a loud slap on the face from Song Baojun.

"Hey!" The young man with the white turban covered his face at a loss, and finally understood the gap in strength between himself and the man in front of him, and hurriedly shouted: "Brothers, don't hurry up!" ”

The other hand reached out from behind, twisted the little young man's white bandana, pulled it tightly along with the hair inside, and pulled it back hard, throwing the little young man to the ground.

A majestic voice sounded: "You are so bold that you dare to pester the eldest brother-in-law!" ”

The thugs were taken aback.

The young man's back hit the hard concrete floor, and he couldn't look up in pain for a while, and he didn't even know where the white turban had fallen.

It was a few company bosses from Shan Diao and Tian Moshan who came, and found that Song Baojun was surrounded by a few small deflated people, and his face seemed to be unkind, so he hurried over.

Someone muttered, "This, this is the eldest brother-in-law?" ”

"Shut up! Stand up for the! The mountain carving's face was like a cloud of frost, and he said coldly: "Self-slapping a hundred times per person!" If you don't swell your face, go back by yourself, don't come in the future! ”

Song Baojun stopped the thunderous mountain carving and said: "Forget it, what kind of system is it to slap yourself outside the gate of the project department?" ”