Wu Debiao has repeatedly taken care of Zhao Yiming, and he must not say that the money was given by him, but that it was a subsidy for poor laid-off workers in the street. Then, he also told Zhao Yiming that Lin Xiaojin's grandfather Lin Minsheng was sick and needed surgery.

Zhao Yiming was a little embarrassed. He never expected that Wu Debiao asked him to come here, not to accept his gifts, but to let him make a name for himself and transfer the money to Lin Guoqiang.

However, Zhao Yiming was still a little reluctant, he put his hand into the briefcase again, wanting to take out his red envelope.

Who is Wu Debiao, you can understand what Zhao Yiming is going to do at a glance. So, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhao Yiming's arm and said, "Your son's business, I will naturally take care of it." As for the unspoken rules of officialdom, it's best not to do it with me, I'm not very used to this kind of rule. ”

When Zhao Yiming heard this, he looked at Wu Debiao's face again, and suddenly felt half cold, and felt that he had touched a gray nose. Now, he didn't dare to take out the red envelope anymore.

Just as he was about to take his hand out of his briefcase, Wu Debiao patted his arm and said, "You, if you really want to thank me, just take more care of the Lin family." Let's be honest, giving this money to Lin Guoqiang's father for treatment is also what Liu Lao meant. So whether this matter should be handled or not, you should weigh it carefully. ”

When Zhao Yiming heard this, his head immediately turned wildly.

Wu Debiao saw that the matter had been explained clearly, so he said that there was still a meeting, and sent Zhao Yiming away.

Actually, today is Sunday, where is the meeting? However, this is just an excuse in the officialdom, and Zhao Yiming is not surprised.

Zhao Yiming walked out of the People's Armed Forces Department and got into his car. He didn't start the car, but kept thinking about the meaning of Wu Debiao's last few words. What does it mean to "just take more care of the Lin family"? What do you mean by "what Liu Lao means"? What do you mean by "you weigh it carefully"?

Suddenly, Zhao Yiming suddenly realized. He excitedly closed the door, kicked the accelerator, and the Audi drove away......

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Yiming appeared in front of Lin Guoqiang's car repair shop.

When Lin Guoqiang saw it, he immediately greeted him.

But before Lin Guoqiang came out, Zhao Yiming stepped into the oil-stained car repair shop first. What embarrassed Lin Guoqiang was that as soon as Zhao Yiming entered the door, he even reached out to hold his oily hand.

Lin Guoqiang hurriedly reminded Zhao Yiming that his hands were dirty. But Zhao Yiming shook his head again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, the prime minister still shakes hands with the dung diggers, what am I?" ”

What makes Lin Guoqiang feel strange is that usually, the street director either does not appear, and when he does, he will always be followed by a group of people. But today, Zhao Yiming turned out to be like a "micro-service private interview", and he didn't bring anyone with him. It's also mysterious.

Lin Guoqiang looked at Zhao Yiming nervously, and couldn't help muttering in his heart-wouldn't you want me to spend money again, do you, or let me donate money, sponsor an event or something?

Who knows, Zhao Yiming smiled while looking around mysteriously. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them on the street, he took out an oversized envelope from his briefcase. It's a bit far-fetched to say that this is an envelope, it's clearly a brown paper file bag, stuffed inside.

Lin Guoqiang saw that the opening of the file bag was wrapped with a thread, so he didn't dare to open it, but subconsciously asked, "Director Zhao, is this ...... What is this? ”

Zhao Yiming said mysteriously: "Don't ask so much." This is a relief fund for our street to help people in need. ”

"Needy people?" Lin Guoqiang was surprised: "Director Zhao, you are mistaken. When did I become a 'needy person'? ”

Zhao Yiming said a little unhappily: "If I say you are difficult, you will be difficult." You see, you've been laid off for years. The benefits in your lover's factory are not good. Your son is still in high school, isn't he? ”

Lin Guoqiang nodded: "Hmm...... But ......"

"But what?" Zhao Yiming interrupted him and said, "But your father is a rural hukou, and now he is going to have a major operation, and he urgently needs money, isn't he?" ”

"This ......" Lin Guoqiang was completely stupid, his father was going to have surgery, and only a few people in his family knew about it, when did Zhao Yiming hear about it?

Lin Guoqiang is really an honest man, Zhao Yiming said this, and he was still shirking: "Director Zhao, what you said is the truth." But who doesn't have a scripture that is difficult to read, compared with those lonely old people and disabled people, I am not a 'difficult people'. ”

Lin Guoqiang really thinks so. In fact, it is not unreasonable for him to think so. No matter how you say it, he and Liu Cuilan, who have arms and legs, are quite normal at home, and the treatment of this "difficult people" can't be his turn!

But Zhao Yiming became angry when he heard it, and said angrily: "I said Lao Lin, what's the matter with you?" Do I understand the policy, or do you understand? ”

"Of course you know." Lin Guoqiang said hesitantly.

"Isn't that the end of it?" Zhao Yiming patted the stuffed file bag and said: "I said that you are a 'difficult person', and you are a 'difficult person'." ”

"This ...... I ......" Lin Guoqiang still wanted to say a few words.

Zhao Yiming waved his hand and interrupted him: "Okay, okay, Lao Lin, I have other things." I'm leaving, and if there's anything going on, just come to me. In this piece, my words still count. As he spoke, he grabbed his briefcase and was about to leave.

Lin Guoqiang reminded hesitantly: "Director Zhao, then you have received this money, do you want to sign and draw a pledge?" ”

"No, no, it's a new society, I'm not Huang Shiren, what else do you want to draw?" As he spoke, Zhao Yiming walked out of the car repair shop without looking back.

Lin Guoqiang held the money in the file bag, but he still didn't dare to open it, and stood there in a daze, looking at the back of Zhao Yiming in the distance......

Back home, Lin Xiaojin and Liu Cuilan were already setting up dishes and chopsticks and preparing for dinner.

When Lin Xiaojin saw Lin Guoqiang coming back, he immediately stared at Lin Guoqiang, wanting to see something.

Sure enough, today Lin Guoqiang had an extra envelope in his hand. Well, Lin Xiaojin admits that this is certainly not the envelope he gave to Wu Debiao in the first place. It's clearly a portfolio. This file bag obviously made Lin Guoqiang's mood not calm. As soon as he got home, he left his file bag on the dining table.

Lin Xiaojin pretended not to pay attention, put a bowl of rice in front of Lin Guoqiang, and handed Lin Guoqiang a pair of chopsticks. Lin Guoqiang absentmindedly took the chopsticks, picked up the rice bowl, and did not pick up the vegetables, but pulled the rice into his mouth in a daze, not knowing what the taste was.