Zhuang Chun was busy in the office, well, when he was busy in a daze, the secretary Tang Tian knocked on the door and came in and told him that there was something wrong with the headquarters building. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the problem?"

"A leader in charge came to inspect and said that he wanted to meet the person in charge of the company. ”

Zhuang Chun wanted to say that it was good for Mr. Tang to deal with this little thing, but after thinking about it, he was almost stupid in a daze in the office, and it was good to go out for a walk.

I just went to see which big Buddha it was, the pomp was so big, and the tone was so good?!

Ten minutes later, Zhuang Chun rushed to the construction office of the headquarters building.

Before I got out of the car, I saw a familiar fat man through the window, and before he could speak, the fat man spoke.

"Mr. Zhuang, I haven't seen you for a long time, this building under construction belongs to your company?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang. Zhuang Chun nodded, looked at the fat man in front of him who had at least a larger waistline, and replied in a flat tone.

"Mr. Zhuang, the building allows the approval report, the noise detection report...... Is there an environmental impact report?" Zhang Wenhua popped up a long list of terms that ordinary people don't quite understand.

Zhuang Chun glanced at Zhang Wenhua with contempt and said, "I'll call and ask." ”

Before Zhuang Chun took out his mobile phone, Zhang Wenhua's face turned straight and said seriously, "Mr. Zhuang, don't be busy calling first, these documents are required to be hung in a conspicuous place on the construction site, look where they are!"

As he spoke, his tone intensified, "I have reason to suspect that your building was built in violation of regulations!"

Zhuang Chun ignored Zhang Wenhua's threat of frustration, and directly dialed Chen Yu's phone, which is the kind of thing that Chen Yu knows best.

After a few words, Zhuang Chun hung up the phone, looked around, and walked a few steps, "Mr. Zhang, we have a hanging report document, it's on the bulletin board over there!"

Zhang Wenhua really didn't pay attention to it, there was indeed a bulletin board hanging in the direction of Zhuang Chun's finger.

Zhang Wenhua walked over with a shy stomach and took a few looks, waved his big hand, his face did not change at all, and said, "Don't talk about the placement of this document, just talk about the environmental impact, you see, the sky is full of dust, such as today's smog is so serious, you are still so bold, I think, your environmental monitoring is not up to standard!"

After saying this, Zhang Wenhua gave a color to the staff with him, asked the staff to light up their IDs, and said the last sentence, "Stop work!

Zhuang Chun didn't understand this very well, and the person in charge of the construction party who had been accompanying Zhang Wenhua since he came took a few looks, and whispered to Zhuang Chun, "Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhang, they are indeed in charge of this, and they have the right to ask us to stop work and re-conduct environmental monitoring." ”

Zhuang Chun thought about it and said to Li Gong, the person in charge of the construction party, "Li Gong, is the impact of our construction on the environment really not up to standard?"

"We come strictly according to the standards, but there are many factors that contribute to the impact on the environment, and it is difficult to say. ”

"Well, let the workers stop work first, and wait for the results of the re-monitoring, and the workers' wages will be paid, which is hard. ”

Zhang Wenhua is just in charge of this piece, Zhuang Chun really has nothing to say, and another, such as today's haze is indeed very serious, and the upper echelons are making great efforts to strictly govern it, Zhang Wenhua's reason this time is really difficult to refute, the subjective factor is very important!

How to say it, the construction site will always produce dust, and it will always have an impact on the environment, but generally speaking, it is not too much to get by, and the unit in charge will turn a blind eye to the past, if you really want to find a fault, all the construction sites can be re-monitored at any time.

Of course, in the future, the construction party of the science and technology headquarters building will definitely come in strict accordance with the standards, but it is true that there is dust.

After Zhang Wenhua finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked away with a large number of people.

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After Zhuang Chun returned to the company, he lay on the boss's chair with his hands behind his head.

I feel unusually irritable for no reason, and this irritability is brought about by the fat face with a shy stomach and a greasy face.

As the saying goes, Hades is good, but the little ghost is difficult!

This Zhang Wenhua, it's really annoying, it doesn't matter if you stop working for a few days, I'm afraid that I just resumed work, and I came out like this again, this is repeated, can the building be built or not?

Do you really want to throw the certificate given by Xu Zekuan on the fat man's face?

Isn't it? Such a trivial matter, just take Shang Fang's sword out?

Is it possible to let Tang Yi say something?

Zhuang Chun felt that Tang Yi was better than Shang Fang's sword, and it was also a big killer, so it was difficult to deal with the difficult little ghost who stepped on the horse?

Why do labor-management want to take money to smash this fat man to death! Zhuang Chun yelled in his heart!

Standing up from the chair, Zhuang Chun turned around a few times, and then swept over the three computers on the table, and suddenly had an idea.

I don't believe it, your fat, fat-faced ass is clean. Zhuang Chun thought secretly.

Sitting on the chair, Zhuang Chun casually clicked on a computer, put his hands on the keyboard, and a crackling keyboard tapping sounded.

Zhuang Chun went to Zhang Wenhua's unit last time, and only got a business card made public by Zhang Wenhua, with an official mobile phone on it, not a private mobile phone, which was useless.

However, Zhuang Chun got Zhang Wenhua's private mobile phone number from Tang Yi.

This is easy to do, Zhuang Chun sent a text message in plaintext with the code he carefully wrote through the software to Zhang Wenhua's private mobile phone number.

Subsequently, Zhuang Chun stared at the computer screen, waiting for Zhang Wenhua to click on the text message, due to Zhuang Chun's understanding of the Android system, this text message only needs to be clicked on, and a Trojan horse will be planted on Zhang Wenhua's mobile phone.

Two minutes later, the screen prompted that the Trojan horse had been planted successfully, and Zhuang Chun showed a knowing smile on his face, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and he quickly tapped the keyboard.

A few seconds later, Zhuang Chun's computer screen split into two images, one with a small half of it stuffed with a greasy fat face, and the other with a mahogany floor and other miscellaneous backgrounds.

Zhuang Chun let out a long breath, "Fortunately, this dead fat man didn't change his mobile phone number." ’

That's right, Zhuang Chun turned on the front and rear cameras on Zhang Wenhua's mobile phone, in order to confirm Zhang Wenhua's identity, after the identity was confirmed, Zhuang Chun turned off the picture, and the next thing was to get down to business.

Zhuang Chun retrieved all the files on Zhang Wenhua's mobile phone and the cookies (cached data) of various software, etc., and after the last experience, Zhuang Chun easily found a lot of information.

Zhuang Chun looked at it, according to these materials, it should be enough for Zhang Fat Man to drink a pot.

Zhuang Chun packaged the materials and sent them to a place called a disciplinary check through hacking methods.

At the end, I didn't forget to say no thanks, buddy's name is AK47.

A few days later, Future Technology was informed that the environmental impact monitoring was qualified.

That day.

Zhang Wenhua's office ushered in two very distinctive people, with black faces and white faces, and said, "Zhang Wenhua, please explain the problem with us now." ”

Zhang Wenhua snorted, and cold sweat fell......

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Tomorrow I will go to Sanjiang and ask for support.