The amount of the loan is not large, and Zhou Ziming is not easy to refute Yang Shuli's face, and he is not too demanding of Zhou Fan, but he just told Zhou Fan not to make trouble, and he didn't say anything else.

After eating, Zhou Ziming left Yang Shuli to drink tea at home, just saw Zhou Ziming rushing to the study for a while, holding a tea jar in his hand, ran out angrily, and asked Tang Aiju, who was talking in the living room, "What about the tea that our father gave us during the New Year?" ”

Hearing Zhou Ziming's words, Zhou Fan secretly said that it was not good, he originally thought that after so many days, Zhou Ziming had already found out that the tea was missing, and after avoiding it for so long, Zhou Ziming's anger had disappeared, but now it seems that Zhou Ziming didn't find out about the tea until today, looking at Zhou Ziming's angry appearance, Zhou Fan also knew that it was not good.

"That, Uncle Yang, you guys talk first, I'll go out beforehand." Zhou Fan stammered.

"What kind of tea? Didn't you put it in your tea can, and I didn't take your tea leaves. Tang Aiju answered.

"Last time I remembered that there was a small half can, but now it's only a little bit." Zhou Ziming said.

"How so?" Tang Aiju took a look at the tea can, the original small half can of tea is now only a handful left, Tang Aiju is such a smart person, after thinking about it slightly, he knew that it must have been done by Zhou Fan, and when he turned around, he saw that Zhou Fan was about to slip away.

"Stop me." Although Tang Aiju just glanced at Zhou Fan from the corner of her eye, who is Zhou Ziming, as a provincial and ministerial-level official, Zhou Ziming has never seen any people and things, and how Zhou Fan's careful thinking escaped Zhou Ziming's eyes.

"Well, our leader asked me to go back to work overtime, I'll leave first." Zhou Fan raised his leg and prepared to run outside.

"Stop, do you hear me?" Zhou Ziming's words came out, and Zhou Fan also knew that the old man was really angry, and if he ran away again at this time, he would be really in trouble.

"Dad, in fact, your tea was eaten by rats, and I saw rats crawling in the jar a few days ago." Zhou Fan secretly prayed in his heart, Uncle Zhang is really sorry, there is no way to call you a mouse.

"I think this mouse is quite big, and it can eat tea, this mouse is really different." Yang Shuli smiled and came up to add to the chaos.

Zhou Fan had a bitter face, and secretly prayed in his heart, Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, even if I wanted to yin you just now, but your old man was not fooled, it is necessary to be so sarcastic.

"It's so late, and your leaders still let you work overtime? Tell me where the tea goes, right? Zhou Ziming asked with a dark face, these teas are usually kept by Zhou Ziming like a baby, and when an important guest comes, Zhou Ziming will drink so much, even if Zhang Jindong came to the house to ask for tea last time, Zhou Ziming was not willing to give it, and now he is actually lost by Zhou Fan, the son of a loser, no wonder Zhou Ziming is angry.

"Last time, I didn't go to Uncle Zhang's house for dinner, I was thinking about preparing some gifts, Uncle Zhang wasn't good at this tea, so I secretly took some and made a favor." Zhou Fan cautiously said, he was afraid that Zhou Ziming would be angry and slap himself, and he would lose a lot.

"Uncle Zhang? Zhang Jindong? No wonder you didn't ask me to ask for tea a few days ago, it turned out that you kid took my tea as a favor. Zhou Ziming reprimanded angrily, but there was obviously no anger at the beginning in his words, after all, Zhang Jindong was his own family, and the tea was given to Zhang Jindong to drink, and Zhou Ziming didn't care too much.

"You're my son, yours isn't mine." Seeing that Zhou Ziming had eased up a bit, Zhou Fan cocked his tail again and teased Zhou Ziming.

"What words? Take my things as favors, are you still reasonable? Zhou Ziming snorted, but Zhou Fan was startled.

"This thing has been given away, why don't I go to Uncle Zhang to get it back for you?" Zhou Fan naturally knew that it was impossible for Zhou Ziming to do this, and this was just to give Zhou Ziming a step down.

"Forget it this time, next time you dare to give my things as gifts, I will definitely not let you go." Zhou Ziming left a threatening word, weighed the tea leaves in the jar, and instructed Sister Ma to make tea for Yang Shuli.

"I said how Lao Zhang cares about your work, and personally greeted the personnel department, it turned out that he received the benefits of your kid." Zhou Ziming pondered.

"Hehe, in fact, I didn't expect Uncle Zhang to be so easy to buy." Zhou Fan responded with a smile, if outsiders heard Zhou Fan's words, they would definitely laugh off their big teeth, as a provincial and ministerial-level official, if it was really so easy to be bought, then Zhang Jindong would not be called Zhang Jindong.

Zhou Fan actually understands that if it weren't for the close relationship between the two families, let alone a pot of tea, even if it was a mountain of gold and silver piled up in front of Zhang Jindong, people might not be able to move, but Zhou Ziming was angry, and saying this was naturally in line with Zhou Ziming's intentions.

"Tell me, what did Lao Zhang tell you that day?" Zhou Ziming asked.

"Actually, they didn't ask me anything, just whether I wanted to develop in the ministry or if I wanted to work in the local area." Zhou Fan weighed it for a moment, and then said cautiously.

"And how did you answer?" Zhou Ziming wrinkled slightly, slowly unfolded, when he proposed to let Zhou Fan enter the National Development and Reform Commission, Zhang Jindong was a little opposed from the heart, and he didn't know how Zhou Fan's answer dispelled Zhang Jindong's doubts, but personally arranged work for Zhou Fan.

"I said that the promotion of the ministry is relatively fast, and it is not too conspicuous, and I want to stay in the ministry for a few more years, and then I can go out to be a county lord and enjoy the blessings." Zhou Fan said with a smile.

Obviously, Zhou Ziming didn't believe it, he looked at Zhou Fan with a black face, and Zhou Fan, who was still smiling, didn't dare to laugh, but replied cautiously: "Actually, I just said, since I have entered the agency to have qualifications, then I must be yearning to climb up, not to mention leaving a name in history, at least I have to do something, otherwise why should I go to sit in the office and be a ** outside." ”

"Leaving a name in history? That's a big tone. Although Zhou Ziming said this, he didn't mean to scold Zhou Fan for being ambitious, and he felt a sense of relief from what Zhou Fan said from his heart, maybe in such a political family, his vision and gaze are different, from Zhou Ziming's point of view, he appreciates Zhou Fan's ambition more.

"Actually, I'm just talking about it." Zhou Fan smiled and touched his head.

"Since your Uncle Zhang has arranged you in your current position, then you should work hard, don't embarrass your Uncle Zhang, you must listen more and talk less in the unit, and look forward to everything." This is also the first time that Zhou Ziming has said such things to Zhou Fan seriously, and Zhou Ziming used to talk to Zhou Fan like this with a pleasant face.

Zhou Fan nodded, and replied with a serious face: "I know." ”

Seeing Zhou Fan's attitude, Zhou Ziming nodded slightly, it seems that his son has really grown up.