"It's a bit of an anomaly." Zhuang Yan shook his head and said, "This kind of thing is not good for him." What is he going to get rid of? ”

Zhang Yue was puzzled, not knowing what the section chief was thinking about.

Even Su Xiaomei came in with a heart probe and whispered: "I heard that the rumors are spreading, scolding the section chief for wasting money......

Su Xiaomei was surrounded by some uneasy people. Zhuang Yan wanted to stabilize their hearts, so he called Wei Dongxian in person: "Hey? Minister Wei, I'm Zhuang Yan. ”

"Tsk, it's so rare, can you use me? Calling? ”

Zhuang Yan turned off the speakerphone in fright, glared at Su Xiaomei, who was whispering, turned his head and said, "No, no, no, it's a report, the publications from the Propaganda Department are discussing the Iron Curtain Project, and the words are quite intense, I don't know if you have read it."

Wei Dongxian comforted Zhuang Yan: "I know, but the Propaganda Section is only under the name of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and it actually doesn't care about each other. What are you sad about, you have cheated him for more than 100 million, so you are not allowed to let him lose his temper and vent his anger. Big things are important, fame and fortune are secondary, and you don't care about the little things that don't hurt or itch. ”

Zhuang Yan went to ask for the law in front of so many people, and in order to reassure everyone, he insisted on being tough: "It's because he is under the name of the Ministry of Internal Affairs that I came to ask you, otherwise I would have broken over and told him to understand clearly." Those articles are unreasonable, the Iron Curtain has not yet been completed, why does he say that it is useless? ”

"Say, what do you want?"

"It's all in-house publications, no other requirements. Either publish an apology. Either add a journal, debate it, explain it clearly, and then print and distribute the dialogue. You can't unilaterally smear and don't talk back, right? So many people in the R&D department are as tired as cows and horses, and the credit is wiped clean by a title, and they still carry a pot, which is not good. ”

Wei Dongxian bit her lip and flicked her nails, thinking, you glass heart.

Curious and annoyed, she feigned anger and said, "You can't rub sand?" Everything must be explained clearly, and all the truths in the world have been explained by you. I was bullied and confessed, and I was locked up underground as a vampire for two years. Save you. ”

Zhuang Yan wanted to pretend to be forced too much, glanced at Su Xiaomei who was bumping into the deer and Zhang Yue who was full of expectations, and felt that the image would collapse at the moment, how to brag in front of his subordinates in the future, no, he had to fight for every inch of land.

Anyway, Minister Wei has a good temper, so just go back and talk about it.

Then he lay down in his chair, held his head high, and swallowed the mountains and rivers angrily: "Oh, oh, I'm relieved to have your words, well, well, thank you, minister."

Wei Dongxian was inexplicable when she heard this, and sat up straight and shouted, "Hey, what did I say?" You're 'uh-huh', what's the matter, what am I talking about! Hooligans, are you slapping a swollen face and pretending to be fat, aren't you......"

Before she could ask clearly, Zhuang Yan had already pretended to say goodbye in his chest: "That's good, that's good, that's it, Minister Yingming." "Snap" hung up the phone.

Then Zhuang Yan kindly looked at everyone who was looking forward to it, and said confidently: "Minister Wei said that there is a problem with this issue, and it will be remedied in the next issue." She explained that Director Wang had arranged it, and she would ask the Propaganda Department for clarification, so let's wait for good news. ”

Zhang Yue was overjoyed and turned his head to look at everyone, and a circle of people hugged each other and shouted and jumped: "The section leader is so amazing!"

"The section leader is so good!"

"Don't be afraid of bullying!"

Zhuang Yan wiped his cold sweat while fluttering, and laughed and urged them to go: "Everyone go to work, let everyone not worry about this matter, it is already being dealt with." Sending away Zhang Yue Su Xiaomei, who was smiling like a flower, the smile on Zhuang Yan's face suddenly evaporated, and he hurriedly took his mobile phone to dial Wei Dongxian's number, nervous like a Mark Six lottery, and the six gods held the mobile phone and murmured: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, she has a good temper, and it's okay to explain......

In fact, at that time, Wei Dongxian looked at the mobile phone, petrified with anger, and muttered to herself: "Don't be angry, I'm not angry, Section Chief Zhuang is good, Section Chief Zhuang has the ability, you see that I still take care of you!" Muttered for a long time, worked all the time with his mouth open, the pencil was well written, the two words Zhuang Yan floated in his head, and the sudden resentment could always break the refill.

Zhuang Yan is like a cold tablemate, close but not close; It's like kissing his father, annoying him but can't leave him. This kind of irritating relationship makes Wei Dongxian want to turn his face and ignore him ruthlessly when he is willful, and when he is rational, he soft-heartedly remembers that he has merit and fault, integrity and reliability, so he can't open it, but his standby function is to be angry with her all day long.

Wei Dongxian was so proud that she refused to admit that she lost her temper. blurted out complaining in front of Li Ming and Song Xian, which made her regret it for the rest of her life, as if complaining was caring, and complaining in person was tantamount to openly admitting that she cared, so she couldn't wait to wash the memories of Li Song and Song to prove that she didn't care.

This time Zhuang Yan called, and sure enough, there was something to ask for, and as soon as he put on a reserved posture, he sang a stand-up comedy over there and hung up the phone.

Okay, hello.

Borrow my name to pretend to be a big name in the R&D department.

You can endure.

You have a kind.

has the ability to hold back my phone calls in this life.

You see if I can pick it up!

Wei Dongxian muttered angrily, and unconsciously used a pencil to fill in the two words "Zhuang Yan" written down into two black blocks, painted black and shiny, and the depiction was sharp and angular.

It was still blacked out, and the phone rang unexpectedly, the two words Zhuang Yan buzzed on the screen, and Wei Dongxian angrily pulled and refused to answer.

Zhuang Yan held his mobile phone in the office and thought, Mom, it's broken, pretending to be struck by lightning, what should I do.

He thought to himself: "She has a good temper, I guess she went to a meeting, and she will fight again later." Comforting himself with self-deception, he hesitated to think that he would fight in half an hour.

Half an hour is neither long nor short, in the eyes of some people, it is the kung fu of watching an American drama, but in the eyes of others, it is long and noble and cold, and it is so long that they love to ignore it. Wei Dongxian worked with her cheeks, her middle finger clicked on the table for a long time, and she never saw the phone call again, thinking that Zhuang Yan didn't care, and inexplicably imagined Zhuang Yan's noble and cold little bull look, her heart was like dripping vinegar, and she thought: "Ignore me?" He didn't chase me to apologize, he actually ignored me?! Whose fault is it, he is so free! ”

Inexplicably, her hand reached out to the landline, dialed Wang Houzheng's phone in the clouds, and thought over and over again in her mind: "I call you chic!" I call you handsome! I call you free and easy! ”

"Hello? Wang Houzheng? Don't worry about the propaganda department, write with him, how you like to scold and scold, children scold, I don't have time to care. You don't care either! It's better to scold him for his head. ”

Wang Houzheng was so white that he was inexplicably white, holding a beeping phone in a daze: "I didn't say I wanted to take care of it."

Minister Wei willfully gave an order, hung up the phone and refreshed, his soul returned to his place, like blowing a cold beer, his heart was cold and refreshing, and he snorted and said to himself: "If you don't beat me, I'm too lazy to take it." Keep your head down and read.

After half an hour, Zhuang Yan cautiously called Wei Dongxian's phone again, but he didn't answer, so he panicked, thinking that it was over, it was over, it was over, the minister's temper was not so good, and he seemed to be unhappy.

Keep playing.

Rejection.

Hit again.

Rejection.

Zhuang Yan sat in the chair with a butt, thinking to himself, how could Minister Wei, who was kind and pleasant, do this?