Sitting face-to-face with Zhang Zhihai, Zheng Weimin tried not to say anything about his fight with the leader in order not to make Zhang Zhihai sad, but Zhang Zhihai is a person who can't let go of things in his heart, and he still prefers to be in front of Zheng Weimin.

Zheng Weimin deliberately glanced at Zhang Zhihai's face, and found that his left face was really a little swollen, and he felt a little sorry for Zhang Zhihai, and said secretly: Secretary Zhang Maosong is really fucking ruthless, and he doesn't have any affection for such an old comrade, which is really vicious.

Thinking of this, Zheng Weimin secretly scolded: Zhang Maosong, who is like a party member and cadre, will be struck by lightning sooner or later.

"Director Zhang, what's going on with your face." Seeing Zhang Zhihai intentionally or unintentionally touching the left side of his face with his hand, Zheng Weimin asked deliberately.

Zhang Zhihai smiled at Zheng Weimin, put his hand down embarrassedly, and scolded: "It was Zhang Maosong's beast who beat him, bastard, he thought he was a secretary, sooner or later, I will settle accounts with him." ”

Zheng Weimin smiled inadvertently on his face, and said in his heart: Zhang Zhihai has a hard mouth and a cowardly personality, relying only on him, I am afraid that I will not be able to find Zhang Maosong to settle accounts in my life, and it is estimated that he will only complain and relieve the anger in his heart.

Zheng Weimin peeked at Zhang Zhihai's left face again, his heart was sour, thinking that the violation of discipline by several people was carried by Director Zhang Zhihai alone, which was really inhumane, if he only punished him once and criticized him twice, he Zheng Weimin felt better, but he didn't expect Zhang Maosong to be so fierce, and he simply beat people to death.

This made Zheng Weimin's personality a little uncomfortable, thinking about when, he secretly rectified Zhang Maosong and vented his anger for Zhang Zhihai, which could be regarded as redeeming his conscience and giving Zhang Zhihai an explanation, but he couldn't say this directly to Zhang Zhihai.

Zheng Weimin thought about how to subtly mention this to Director Zhang, thinking about it, his eyes looked at the coffee table in a daze, but his hand naturally reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhang Zhihai looked at Zheng Weimin's virtue, and said with a smile: "This kid, obviously I'm sitting opposite, and I don't know how to smoke and give me one, what are you doing in a daze." ”

"What do you think, Xiao Zheng." Zhang Zhihai reminded with a smile.

Zheng Weimin suddenly heard the voice, was stunned, woke up, and smiled at Zhang Zhihai: "No, no, what else can I think, purely in a daze." Seeing that he was still holding a cigarette case in his hand, and then seeing that Zhang Zhihai's hand was empty, he hurriedly handed Zhang Zhihai a cigarette and lit it.

Originally, Zheng Weimin and Zhang Zhihai were not very familiar, and Zheng Weimin, as a newcomer, didn't want to have nothing to say, which was annoying.

Zhang Zhihai didn't look at the wine table and talked a lot, because he was honest and didn't usually have many words, so the two had to swallow smoke and spit out smoke and sit silently.

Zheng Weimin thought that it would not work to sit dumbly like this, he had to speak, so that he could slowly turn his words around the topic of venting his anger for Zhang Zhihai.

When Zheng Weimin was thinking to himself, although Zhang Zhihai had a stupid mouth, his brain was not idle, and at this time, his somewhat cloudy eyes were quietly observing Zheng Weimin through the smoke.

Secretly this kid looks upright, in fact, he is full of bad ideas, he is beaten, and being dealt with has a direct relationship with him, if he doesn't listen to Zheng Weimin, at most he will be notified and criticized, and the big head will definitely be by Penghai, and there are two deputy mayors in front of him, and no matter how fierce the county is, he can bite himself.

It's good now, Zheng Weimin, a harmful spirit, dragged himself into the water with a clever mouth, and now he has become the punching bucket of secretary Zhang Maosong and deputy secretary Peng Dongguo.

If you want to not be rectified, it depends on whether the mayor of the town has the ability to support himself, at the moment, he can't swallow his breath the most, that is, Zhang Maosong and Peng Dongguo, two bastards, beat themselves, as the saying goes, trees don't peel their skins, people don't hit their faces, their faces were beaten by them, and they lost everything, this revenge is not avenged, and death is not blind.

Looking at Zheng Weimin, who was sitting opposite, taking a puff of cigarette on the left and a puff of cigarette on the right, Zhang Zhihai had an idea, and said in his heart: The bell still needs to be tied to the bell, and he was beaten because of Zheng Weimin, and now he is taking revenge on Zhang Maosong and Peng Dongguo, and he has to let this kid have an idea, I don't believe that this kid will not help with this.

Zheng Weimin was about to speak, he inadvertently glanced at Zhang Zhihai, saw Zhang Zhihai looking at him, his mouth moved twice, he wanted to speak but hesitated, Zheng Weimin knew that he had something to say, so he quickly stopped his mouth and waited for Zhang Zhihai to speak.

"Xiao Zheng, you kid, you kid, an idea to push me into this situation that is not embarrassing or embarrassing, do you know that I was beaten and felt uncomfortable?" Zhang Zhihai said with a somewhat painful expression.

"Director Zhang, I understand your feelings." Zheng Weimin said again: "I caused this disaster to you, if you need help, just say it, as long as I can do it." Zheng Weimin didn't know what Zhang Zhihai meant, he just wanted to lead the conversation to the direction he was thinking, and deliberately hinted at Zhang Zhihai to see if he could understand what he meant.

The issues involved in cleaning up the secretary Zhang Maosong and the deputy secretary Peng Dongguo are very sensitive, once the matter is revealed, or if someone says it, he will completely die in the township in his life, so try not to let people have any handle to catch.

Zheng Weimin quietly turned on the mobile phone recording function that he secretly adjusted in his pocket, this kind of thing is to be foolproof, he must do this, this is to leave a way back for himself.

"Xiao Zheng, look at my swollen face, Zhang Maosong is simply a bandit and hooligan, that looks like a leading cadre, you have a lot of ghost ideas, can you vent for me?" Zhang Zhihai pondered for a long time, and finally brought up the matter of revenge on the secretary Zhang Maosong.