Chapter 8: Dean of Instruction

At night, Wang Haiquan woke up, and after waking up, he seemed to be a different person. He used to be a fearless husband. But after experiencing this incident, Zhang Panxi clearly felt that there was fear in her husband's eyes, and there was a kind of panic in shock.

In the past month or so, he has really taught Wang Haiquan a lesson, and he has lived in fear every day and night. He could hear, smell, and feel, but he couldn't wake up.

Every time it was noon and midnight, he knew that he sat up uncontrollably and talked nonsense. He didn't want to say that kind of nonsense, but he couldn't control it, which made his hairs stand on end every day, and his scalp was numb but helpless. That kind of despair is not something that ordinary people can understand.

"Cross-legged, who is that little brother?"

Wang Haiquan sat on the hospital bed and said in a somewhat depressed tone.

Zhang Panxi, who was peeling apples, shook the knife in his hand and said, "You know? ”

"I knew it, he told me to get myself back."

A look of horror flashed in Zhang Panxi's eyes, and he didn't want to say more, but seeing that his husband seemed to have changed at this time, he said a little solemnly: "Patriarch, Zhang Jue." ”

"Patriarch Dao? Zhang Jue? ”

Wang Haiquan muttered, tears flashed in his eyes: "No, I'm going to thank him in person now." ”

Zhang Panxi helped him: "Nonsense, it's late at night, didn't you disturb people's sleep in the past?" You haven't eaten a grain of rice for a month, so take care of your body first. ”

Wang Haiquan thought about it, then nodded and leaned on the bed, and sighed: "Mr. Zhang not only saved my life, but also the grace of recreation." Panxi, I won't hide it from you, I have been looking at myself like a bystander for more than a month, it is not helplessness, it is despair. The despair of not being able to see the slightest light is thanks to that little brother Zhang who brought me out, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to die quickly. ”

When Zhang Panxi heard this, tears suddenly rolled down his eyes.

Wang Haiquan continued, saying in a storytelling tone: "It's a feeling that all of a sudden, your soul is sealed in a small box, and then you become a marionette. You can see yourself, but you've been accused by someone else. You're not you anymore. ”

"To be honest, I wish every day that the instruments would suddenly leak and electrocute me so that I could be freed. But it never happened. ”

Zhang Panxi's tears fell, and she felt heartache for what happened to her husband, and slapped Wang Haiquan blamefully: "What do you say about not dying, now that you are alive, you are not allowed to say that." It's all gone. ”

After that, Zhang Panxi asked again: "Can you sue me, what's wrong with you?" Why did I faint during a meeting? And then all of a sudden it became like this? ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Hai's whole color changed wildly, and his face became extremely hideous, not the hideousness of anger, but the hideousness of a person after being greatly frightened.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Haiquan calmed down, there was still a look of fear in his eyes, and he said weakly: "Don't mention this matter in the future." ”

Zhang Panxi was anxious: "Why is this?" ”

Wang Haiquan hesitated for a long time, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "I used to believe that this world is peaceful and scientific...... It wasn't until I finally messed with someone I couldn't afford to mess with that I seemed to have discovered the tip of the iceberg of this world. Hehe, it's far from being as simple as the superficial world we see. ”

Zhang Panxi couldn't hear him clearly: "What did you say?" What is the tip of the iceberg? ”

Wang Haiquan shook his head, dispelled those thoughts, and said with a smile: "Panxi, my only request now is just to keep Brother Zhang Jue." ”

"Well, I will do this without you saying it."

Wang Haiquan nodded and didn't say anything more, but he was embarrassed to say something in his heart: now he feels that only by staying in the same city with that little brother will he feel safe......

The next day, Traders Hotel.

'Knock knock'

Secretary Li held a briefcase under his arm, and knocked on Zhang Jue's door with a solemn face. There is also the hotel manager Wang Liping standing next to him, Wang Liping knew Zhang Jue's identity from Li Ding's mouth last night, and at the same time knew that he had made a big oolong yesterday and misunderstood Zhang Jue as a leader.

While complaining in my heart that Secretary Li didn't explain it clearly to herself, I was a little resentful of Zhang Jue, what kind of calf thing to pretend. Isn't he just a Mr. Yin and Yang, he just gave the limelight of the leader, and he lost himself for a day of sycophants yesterday. What's worse is that because of his misunderstanding, he raised the specifications of receiving him to the height of the leader, and if he let the boss know, he may not be able to eat and walk around.

After a while, Zhang Jue, who had already finished washing up and was neatly dressed, opened the door, he was still wearing a black windbreaker today: "Secretary Li is early." Manager Wang early. ”

"Mr. Zhang, morning." Secretary Li said.

"Don't be polite, you are older than me, more experienced than me, and more experienced than me, calling me Xiao Zhang is even if I am high, how dare you call me Mr?" Zhang Jue smiled and invited Secretary Li in.

When Secretary Li heard this, he was really a little confused, in his impression, a tall person like Zhang Jue is generally a tall temperament, and he looks at everything with disdain. How have you ever heard that such a master can also speak clichΓ©s? He didn't look like a master, but like a bureaucrat. But no matter what, these words really made me feel very comfortable. It's a face-saving one.

What he didn't know was that the Tao of the Patriarch was never a serious Taoist, and the enlightenment reading materials they had since childhood were not the Four Books and Five Classics at all, but "Guiguzi". Because the patriarch has always cultivated the disciples in the sect as the future Yama Luojun, and Yama Luojun not only needs the means, but also the brain, and the mind to make friends with all parties.

Therefore, almost every Patriarch Dao disciple will be a qualified politician. Zhang Jue is the best among these people.

Secretary Li hurriedly said: "You are serious, although I am a few years older, I don't dare to claim to be big, so I should call Mr. Zhang." ”

Wang Liping rolled his eyes when he heard this, thinking that Secretary Li was sick in the brain, as for Corporal Lixian, a swaggering kid? In the blink of an eye, Zhang Jue's identity has dropped a few notches, from yesterday's leader to a swaggering and deceitful boy.

Zhang Jue smiled, and didn't want to dwell on these issues with Secretary Li, but instead glanced at Wang Liping, who had a dark face, and said with a smile: "Manager Wang, please come in." ”

"Aang."

Wang Li nodded indifferently and walked in with his hands behind his back. makes people have to sigh that this person is really faster than turning a book. Yesterday, I misunderstood Zhang Jue as a leader, and the sycophants were endless. Knowing Zhang Jue's true identity today, he suddenly became cold.

Zhang Jue didn't care, and smiled secretly in his heart, fortunately, he was self-aware yesterday and didn't really guide Wang Liping. Otherwise, you will offend the villain.

When Secretary Li saw Wang Liping's face, he was so frightened that he was terrified, stupid you, why do you really treat Zhang Jue as Mr. Yin and Yang? Is this an ordinary Mr. Yin and Yang? Although Zhang Jue is not a leader, in the eyes of our boss, saying a word is definitely more effective than a leader.

Your villain style makes people see it all, if you wear small shoes in the future, you will wear a quasi, and by the way, you will also affect me.

I really wanted to remind Wang Liping, but Zhang Jue was present, and Secretary Li couldn't say it clearly, so he could only keep making eyes. That Wang Liping didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned a blind eye.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jue smiled disappreciatively, and said straight to the point: "Is there anything Secretary Li has to arrange when he comes here today?" ”

"Mr. Zhang."

Secretary Li praised it, and he didn't dare to dwell on Wang Liping's affairs, for fear of changing his mouth. Decisively pulled out a few pieces of contract paper from the briefcase, and said without a smile: "Under the Feilong Group, in Jiangtai District, Jiangbei City, there is a private high school, which can be regarded as a noble school, called Zhixing Middle School. ”

Zhang Jue smiled: "Zhixing Middle School? A good name, taken from the unity of knowledge and action of Wang Shouren, a master of mental learning, is good. But what does it have to do with me? ”

Wang Liping interjected sarcastically: "It must have something to do with you, Secretary Li has said it, then our boss must mean to let you go and see feng shui or something." It's a good match for the major. ”

Secretary Li's face changed wildly, and he almost shouted 'bold'. But he cautiously glanced at Zhang Jue's calm face, but pretended not to hear Wang Liping's sarcasm, and quickly changed the topic and said:

"Mr. Zhang is really talented, and casually told the origin of the name of this school. Haha, in my opinion, this job really belongs to Mr. Zhang. As he spoke, Secretary Li's eyes showed a strong look of envy.

Zhang Jue glanced at Secretary Li in confusion, opened the briefcase and looked at it, the first thing that caught his eye was the official seal of the Education Bureau, and the red and glamorous one was so dazzling. Then look at it: After the agreement of the Education Bureau, Comrade Zhang Jue was appointed as the teaching director of Jiangbei Zhixing Middle School, and he took office immediately......

The second document is from Feilong Group: After discussion with the personnel department of Feilong Group, Zhang Jue was appointed as the teaching director of Zhixing Middle School......

Zhang Jue's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "Letter of appointment? Dean of Students? ”

Secretary Li smiled silently, but Wang Liping's face was pale with fright, and he also exclaimed: "Impossible!" ”

The director of teaching in a prefecture-level city high school is a deputy department-level cadre. Although it is different from the deputy director level of the administrative unit, it is also a leader.

Although Zhang Jue was shocked by such an arrangement, after thinking about it, he understood that since Wang Haiquan and his family knew their identities at the same time, they could still have such an arrangement, and it would definitely not be untargeted, and there would be follow-up arrangements.

Zhang Jue has no clear route, no matter where he goes, Wang Haiquan wants to let him stay, so he really has no reason to refuse.

Although the director of high school education has nothing to do with his major, he also understands that if he goes to work, he is not really going to work at all.

And Secretary Li knows more than him, Zhixing Middle School is the most important unit under the Feilong Group, and the commercial significance is not great, but the political significance is extremely far-reaching. Zhang Jue was arranged to work in the school, Wang Haiquan didn't care whether he could do well or badly, what he wanted was a qualification, and he wanted to gild Zhang Jue's 'wild' identity.

This is the reason why Wang Liping was so frightened that his face turned pale, because he also saw that this was the boss who was going to gild Zhang Jue. At the same time, it can be seen that a gilded is to go to such an important unit, I am afraid that in the heart of the boss, this Zhang Jue's status is no longer on par with their own son, right?

Wang Liping suddenly wanted to slap himself a few times, it was over, he really offended people this time, it was even more terrifying than offending the leader. No matter how big the leader is, he is also an outsider. But he actually offended the celebrity in the eyes of his boss. Do you still want a job, do you still have a future?

Wang Liping immediately made a shameless decision to curry favor with Zhang Jue again.

He smiled and said, "Ouch, Mr. Zhang is really talented, I have long seen that you are extraordinary, and now you are really appointed as the teaching director, congratulations." In order to congratulate Mr. Zhang on his ambition, I immediately set out the wine, and I had to toast a bottle of wine myself to bless him. ”

Zhang Jue smiled and waved his hand, didn't nod or shake his head, just as if he hadn't heard anything, and continued to look at those texts.

Wang Liping swallowed his saliva and sat back embarrassed, like sitting on pins and needles, his face was ugly. I regretted that I wanted to slap my mouth twice.

Secretary Li glanced at it again this time, and Wang Liping understood it at once: Let you be a villain, are you causing trouble now? >