As long as the members of the party group are at home, they will attend the regular Monday meeting that has been the same for decades. But this morning, Wu Bolan, who has never been absent or even late, uncharacteristically did not attend on time. For an old-timer who is more qualified than the old president and is about to retire, neither Vice President Yan, who is in charge of the branch work, nor Vice President Li, his nemesis, have expressed any objection to this.

On the contrary, he also privately told the departments in charge of their respective departments to stay away from the picture collection center as much as possible. No matter what happens on the second floor, don't go to the onlookers, let alone chew your tongue and talk nonsense.

Wu Lao is going crazy! The moment they saw Xiao Tian's third brother, Fu Jianjun, walk into the branch gate, everyone realized that the photo collection center would not continue to be as silent as in the past.

"Vice President Yan, Elder Wu shouldn't smash the camera, right?" As soon as Yan Zhijie finished conveying the spirit of the headquarters' instructions, Zeng Ping, deputy editor-in-chief of the branch and director of the news center, put down the pen and paper in his hand and couldn't help but ask.

The picture collection center with the least power, and the picture collection center with the least personnel, but the picture collection center with the most fixed assets! Thinking of the cameras and lenses worth millions in Wu Bolan's equipment arsenal, and then thinking of Wu Bolan's old and stubborn stinky temper, Yan Zhijie nodded approvingly, and said worriedly: "Comrades, Lao Zeng's worries are very reasonable!" Fu Jianjun has become what he is now, and he has almost become a typical example of negative education in the society. Why did Wu Lao rarely return to Beijing in the past two years? I'm afraid of those old-timers laughing at it. Finally caught someone today, can he not be angry? ”

Vice President Li's addiction to cigarettes has already come up, and he can't wait to dismiss the meeting immediately. Seeing that Yan Zhijie mentioned this stubble, he said along the way: "Vice President Yan, Wu Lao doesn't lose his temper...... It's his personal business. But those equipment are all the property of the society, and if one or two are broken, can we still chase after his ass and claim compensation? ”

"Vice President Yan, why don't today's regular meeting end here?" As soon as Vice President Li's words fell, Deputy Secretary Xu, who was also a local faction, looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "In addition to the old president, Vice President Yan, can you say a few words to Elder Wu." Besides, you're the vice president in charge of the work, so ...... So...... So, I suggest you go and see for yourself, and by the way, do the ideological work of Wu Lao. ”

When Wu Bolan went crazy last time, even the old president who was a peacemaker was scolded for being a bloody squirt. Now let Yan Zhijie touch his head, isn't it clear that he wants to see his jokes?

How could Yan Zhijie not know their sinister intentions? But he still closed the document in his hand and smiled casually: "Since everyone thinks so, then I will reluctantly run away." But then again, don't laugh at me when I touch my nose. ”

"Vice President Yan, what are you talking about?" Vice President Li stood up, took out a cigarette and lighter, and said solemnly: "You can go, who dares to chew his tongue and see if I don't clean him up." ”

When the time comes, the most ferocious tongue chewing should be you, the smiling tiger, right? After Yan Zhijie cursed secretly, he glanced at him contemptuously and walked out of the conference room without looking back.

As soon as he pushed the door and walked into the corridor, the secretary Xiao Tang quickly chased after him. Yan Zhijie asked lightly while going down the stairs, "Wu Lao didn't smash anything, right?" ”

"Smashed!" Tang Wenzhe lifted his glasses and continued: "But it sounds like a teacup." ”

"Will this still be scolding?"

"I'm still scolding, it's been almost an hour! But don't worry, I'll keep Liang Zi outside. ”

"This old Wu, who is so old, still has this stinky temper." After Yan Zhijie let out a long sigh, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Anyone who engages in art can write well, and can hum a few passages of Peking Opera according to it. Wu Bolan is naturally no exception, although he is old, he is very angry! Especially when you lose your temper, it will be vivid.

“…… One is uneasy about the status quo, and the other is not self-sufficient! Why am I going to put up you two debt collectors? If you don't do a good job, you have to learn what kind of wedding photography shop someone else will open, and the result will be ...... almost lost all his wife. That one is even more worry-free! They are already half-footed people in prison, and they don't remember their surnames for a long time! A good soldier is not appropriate, what should he be a good soldier! I don't weigh how many pounds and taels I have......"

As soon as Vice President Yan walked out of the stairwell, he heard the sonorous and powerful scolding of Old Man Wu. The driver, Xiao Liang, was about to come up to report something, when he heard the crisp sound of something breaking from inside.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a cup!" Seeing Vice President Yan frowning, Xiao Liang hurriedly whispered proudly: "Boss, I already knew that Elder Wu would be mad, so I prepared a few more cups in advance to let the old man out of his anger." ”

Professional lenses are often tens of thousands, and expensive are hundreds of thousands! What is a cup? Vice President Yan nodded with satisfaction, then raised his right hand and knocked on the office door a few times.

"Who? I teach you a lesson, it's none of your business, you can do whatever you have to do! ”

Although he knew that this would be the result, Vice President Yan still pinched his nose in embarrassment. Seeing that Vice President Li and others were on the other side of the corridor, they looked at themselves sneakily. Yan Zhijie had to bite the bullet and continued to shout: "Old Wu, I'm Yan Zhijie, you are old and angry......

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Bolan's deafening roar came from the room again: "Don't talk about you Yan Zhijie, even if Lord Yan comes, it won't work!" This is our family affair, and no one has the right to interfere. ”

Housekeeping? Why don't you talk about family matters at home? Vice President Yan was so angry that he had to use a killer move, and said in a low voice: "Old Wu, I want to talk to you about Wenjian alone." ”

This sentence "open the sesame door" really worked, there was silence inside for a while, and the door opened with a "squeak", only to see Wu Bolan, who was pale, kicked the third disciple Fu Jianguo out of the door, and angrily reprimanded: "Give me a good reflection outside, and I will come back to you to settle the account." ”

"Hello Vice President Yan." Fu Jianguo, who was drooping his head, like a mourning concubine, turned around as soon as he stood firm and bowed to Yan Zhijie by the door.

"Yes." Vice President Yan nodded expressionlessly, and then said, "Xiao Tang, you accompany Xiao Fu to the reception room to sit down, and I will talk to Wu Lao alone." ”

"Yes, Vice President Yan!"

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