Chapter 504 called home

In fact, the efficiency of the provincial party committee really makes Zhao Ming dare not compliment, but doing things is also prioritized and depends on who does things. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

If it is a leader with a more serious official-oriented ideology, or it is relatively slow to do things, but Zhao Ming's matter is more important, and if he takes the first step, it represents history. And the person who does the work is Mr. Huang, and there are various leaders involved, so it will naturally be much faster.

Originally, there were still some leaders who wanted to hide it, and they had to wait until someone wrote a very good article before sending a news notice.

But yesterday, Mr. Huang had already told some citizens that Zhao Ming wanted to become the image representative of the province, and if this matter dragged on for a few days, it was likely that other provinces or cities would know.

When the time comes, if people find someone to be the ambassador of their place, then they will want to cry without tears. The first in a good history, as a result, became the second or even the third or fourth, and they were naturally unhappy.

Therefore, the leaders of the provincial party committee unanimously decided to let this matter be announced as soon as possible.

So, today, newspapers across the country basically report on this incident, and it is used as a headline.

Even the "People's Daily" reported on this incident, and it is even said that some state leaders are very concerned about this matter, and even mentioned it in their speeches in the morning.

These things are all in the news, and people all over the country are very concerned.

Therefore, Zhao Ming's fame rose overnight, and the people who didn't pay attention to him before are also paying attention to him now, and the people who didn't know him before now know him.

The people who were indifferent to him before are now all fans of the road.

However, no one is perfect. Zhao Ming was able to become an image ambassador, and the people who supported him before were naturally happier. But the people who hated him before have not changed their attitudes.

Therefore, all over the country, in fact, there are still many people scolding Zhao Ming, all of whom are saying that he is not qualified to represent the image ambassador of Guangdong.

However, all newspapers have given the conditions for becoming an image ambassador, and they all show that Zhao Ming has this condition. Although some of them are far-fetched, there is really no better candidate.

It is useless for those people to oppose and protest, or even to abuse. The vast majority of people support Guangdong, and some passers-by don't feel anything, as if they don't care who is the ambassador.

But some people think that Zhao Ming is in charge, which is actually not bad, at least they know that Zhao Ming is such a person, and the newspaper also has Zhao Ming's resume, and the things he has done in the past are vivid.

Those things, all of them are very sensational, all of them are big things.

So it's too difficult to find such a qualified young person, so Zhao Ming was elected, although some people have a lot of complaints, but the people who support it still occupy the majority.

And this matter has already been announced, even if more people oppose it, it is useless.

Zhao Ming was also a little happy to know that his identity was announced, at least he got more attention.

But when he thought of Smith, he calmed down and returned to the apartment, Cheng Qingqing was not at home, he was alone.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Ming thought about how to fight back and retaliate against Smith, it was the first time he was so serious about thinking about how to retaliate against others.

It was not that no one had targeted him before, it was not that no one had insulted him, and there were people who wanted to persecute him.

But those people are all from the same country, even if they scold Zhao Minghe and think about how to pit him, Zhao Ming will not be too angry, the positions of the two sides are different, and they are not involved in other things, so it makes sense to do anything.

But what is Smith, even if he scolds him, it also involves other people, the country and the people, although he is not a good person, and he cannot represent others, but it does not mean that he can tolerate the insults of others.

Besides, he is now the image representative of Guangdong, at least he can represent Guangdong, and he is the only one in the country, representing most people to fight back, is it okay?

Even if it doesn't work, Zhao Ming wants revenge, this is his heart.

So, he was thinking very seriously about how to retaliate, how to make that open-mouthed Smith be punished.

He thought about it a lot, knocked a sticky on his back, covered his face with black bricks, and beat Smith severely. In the end, however, he rejected all of them.

Although these methods can be quick for a while, and they can also make Smith painful, but it is not enough, the punishment above this ** is too easy, far inferior to the punishment above the spirit.

Therefore, Zhao Ming felt that it was necessary to expose this matter, so that Smith would be pointed out by thousands of people, and let him withstand great pressure.

But if you want to be exposed, it's not simple, and if you expose it, it's a little too deliberate, he needs a good time, and Smith is scolded, and he needs good guidance, otherwise this old white hair doesn't know how to write a typo.

Just when Zhao Ming was thinking about how to retaliate, the phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar phone, Zhao Ming picked it up with a hint of doubt, he was at home now, and there were really not many people who knew his phone number.

After all, it is her own home, and Cheng Qingqing usually lives alone, so in order not to let others disturb her, Zhao Ming usually announces the phone number of Dongxing or Fenghuang, and the Pang Group is also specially found by others who know that he is there.

But now that someone is calling, and it is a strange call, Zhao Ming suddenly has some doubts.

Maybe it's a typo?

"Hey, hello, is that Mr. Zhao?" It's a very soft female voice.

Zhao Ming was stunned, he really knew him, but this voice was also unfamiliar.

"It's me, who are you?"

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, it's really good to find you. I am Xiaobai's good sister, you can call me Xiao Chen. ”

Xiaobai is Miss Bai. When he heard it at first, Zhao Ming still didn't react, but he immediately knew that what she was talking about was Miss Bai.

"Well, so what are you looking for me for?"

Zhao Ming knew that since this woman was a good sister to Miss Bai, he also had the meaning of listening.

"It's like this, we all work in one place, you know what the place is. Mr. Smith would like you to come to the consulate and say that they will give you the Blounta Prize, which is coveted by architects. Xiao Chen said very quickly this time, but Zhao Ming heard it, and he didn't have any passion, not even a hint of persuasion.

Zhao Ming understood that this Xiao Chen probably didn't want to help that Smith much.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what the Blount Award is, and besides, I'm not interested in going to their consulate, for what the specific reason, I'm sure you, as Miss Bai's sister, also know." After Zhao Ming said this, he hung up the phone directly.

Blount Grand Prix, doesn't he know?

It's impossible, this is a grand prize with a history of more than 30 years, and now it has a certain influence even around the world.

This can be said to be a huge temptation award for many architects. Zhao Ming still remembers that when he was sweeping the floor for the first time, he often heard the old professor complain about why he couldn't win the Brant Award.

At the beginning, the old professor was also a little famous in Lao Mei and won many awards, but there were no world-class awards, and the Brant Award was the best proof.

It's a pity that even if he is as strong as that old professor, he can't do it, and now Lao Mei wants to give him this award Zhao Ming.

Although this award is very tempting, and Zhao Ming also knows that if he can win it, then he will also have a certain reputation in the world.

However, he didn't want to, hmph, just after scolding people, he wanted to give a date, and then it would be fine?

No way!

Zhao Ming is such a person, in his eyes, the Brant Award is not as good as half of this Guangdong ambassador.

Even the image ambassador, he can give up, not to mention this mere Brant Award, in his eyes, it is not as important as his dignity.

That Smith scolded people and wanted to settle down with a jackpot, which was impossible. And Zhao Ming also guessed something, the Brant Award was given to him from the beginning, and that Smith was the one who was responsible for informing him, and there was no way to decide the award.

Now, not only did Smith not do a good job of this notice, but even insulted him as the winner, so Zhao Ming guessed that the current Smith may have been as irritable as an ant on a hot pot.

"Hehe, since you are so anxious, you just finished scolding people, and you didn't let Miss Bai say anything important yesterday, but now you let Xiao Chen say it, you must be in a hurry." Zhao Ming sneered to himself.

"Since you're in a hurry, it's easy to do."

Zhao Ming picked up the phone and began to dial another person's phone, and after talking about the matter, he put it down.

After putting down the phone, the phone rang again.

"Teacher Zhao Mingzhao? I'm Smith, you can ......"

"Doodoo~~"

It was Smith who called, and when Zhao Ming heard his name, he hung up directly.

Smith on the other end of the phone, his face was black and ugly. The rest of the consulate also didn't look good-looking, except for Xiao Chen, who was listlessly reading the documents, with a sarcastic look in his eyes from time to time.

That's what she likes to see the most, and she's been looking forward to the day when Smith can be brought down. She had just spoken to Miss Bai on the phone, and she already knew that Zhao Ming was planning to deal with Smith in the consulate.

Therefore, she plans to watch a good show and not contribute to work.

Smith was in a hurry, and under the thunderous situation, today's work could not continue.

"Damn, this damn yellow pig dares to hang up my phone." Smith yelled in place.

Originally, as the leader of the consulate, he had a bearing and demeanor, but recently, he just scolded Miss Bai a few times every day, maybe a little heavier, and then it got to the point where he is now.

His situation was dangerous, and it was not his turn to lose his proportion.