Conference room at three o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, Yao Wenhai was sitting on a chair with a serious face listening to his subordinates' plans for air pollution control. At this time of year, there are a lot of meetings like this, and this year is no exception.

When a group of people were discussing, suddenly the door of the conference room creaked open, and Luo Han walked in from outside the door. After owing a slight debt to the people who were looking at him, he walked straight to Yao Wenhai, bent down and whispered in the leader's ear, "Song Wei is here, in your office." ”

For a moment, Yao Wenhai even felt that his breathing was a little messy. Secretly stabilized his mood, Yao Wenhai nodded, and continued the interrupted meeting, but at this time, he was somewhat absent-minded.

The meeting ended quickly, and in the huge room after everyone left, Yao Wenhai sat motionless, looking a little hesitant. He didn't want to see the man, but there seemed to be no better way for him to hide. This haunting and insatiable wolf! Gritting his teeth, Yao Wenhai slowly let go of his weak fist, and his heart was crossed, so he got up and walked towards his office.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer outside the door, Song Wei, who was sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, finally put away his impatience and showed a playful smile.

When the door was pushed open by someone outside, the man got up and pretended to be courteous and trotted over. When Yao Wenhai walked into the door, he hurriedly stretched out his hands and shook his hand vigorously, still muttering, "Brother Yao, you are finally here, I thought you didn't want to see me." ”

Hearing this familiar affectionate tone, Yao Wenhai's expression froze, and the unnatural smile that he had only put on when he entered the door was even worse at this time, he withdrew the hand that was being held, and said to the person in front of him awkwardly, "How come?" You're laughing. ”

Walking quickly to his desk and sitting down, Yao Wenhai pulled out a stack of documents from the side, lowered his head and pretended to be busy, and asked the person looking at him in a casual tone, "Mr. Song, is there something wrong?" ”

Old posturing stuff!

Suppressing the disdain in his eyes, Song Wei walked quickly to Yao Wenhai with a smile, propped his hands on the table, and bent forward, "Brother Yao, why did you see my brother so unfamiliar and indifferent this time?" Is it because the brothers are not taking care of them? Well? ”

I had to look up at the person who came over from the other side, the face was obviously smiling, and the expression was courteous and flattering, but Yao Wenhai still felt cold in his bones, and his breathing became rapid again. Pouring the chair back for a distance, feeling that the pressure from the person around him was a little less, Yao Wenhai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled unnaturally, "How can there be such a thing?" Surname...... Brother Song laughed again! ”

Seeing the other party's crampedness, Song Weicai laughed with satisfaction again, stood up and walked to Yao Wenhai's chair, and pushed him back to the desk who was sitting stiffly in the chair.

Then he slowly paced to the sofa and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and spoke again, "Brother Yao, can you do my little brother a favor with the quality report?" ”

Yao Wenhai understood in his heart, but he could only continue to pretend to be stupid on his face, "What kind of quality report?" ”

Glancing at the person on the other side who was holding his composure, Song Wei smiled silently, as if he didn't want to waste time playing dumb riddles with Yao Wenhai anymore, he got up and walked directly towards the door of the office, but the moment he opened the door, he turned back to Yao Wenhai who was staring at him and said, "Brother Yao, you know." I wait for your good news. With that, he turned and left.

Watching the door slowly close in front of him, Yao Wenhai felt that his hands were shaking uncontrollably, his ears were roaring, and the anger in his heart seemed to burn himself out. In his distraction, the knock on the door at this time woke him up. When the whole person reacted, a teacup in his hand had already flown away, and it shattered on the ground at the door with a "clang", startling Luo Han, who pushed the door in.

Looking up at the leader's face, Luo Han shook his head, and was about to squat down to clean up the mess, when he heard Yao Wenhai say tiredly, "Go, call Sun Jianhua, so that he doesn't have to press it, and report to whom." ”

"Good. That...... What about Cao Zhi's side? ”

The person leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed heard Luo Han ask, and waved his hand casually, his voice muffled, "Don't let him go, let's arrange it like that." With that, he turned his chair back to Luo Han and stopped making a sound.

After finishing a day's work and having dinner, Yan Xiao remembered that there were still a bunch of drafts to change. Reluctantly glanced at the heroes and heroines who were affectionately complaining to each other on TV, and picked up the computer with a smile and prepared to go back to the room to continue working overtime. He Mengmeng finished cleaning up the kitchen, shook her wet hands and walked out, and suddenly stopped Yanxiao, who was about to enter the room, as if she remembered something, and waved her hand again, "Yanxiao, come here." ”

As if he had found a reason to continue to stay and watch the drama, Yanxiao slipped to He Mengmeng's side quickly, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the hero and heroine who had begun to kiss on the screen, and asked perfunctorily, "What's the matter?" ”

Ah! It's such a greasy love, but I like it.

He Mengmeng twisted Yanxiao's head with a look of disdain, and said, "Ask you something, Yanxiao." ”

Saving his head from Nan Nizi's hand, he glared at He Mengmeng with a smile and dissatisfaction, "Say it quickly." ”

"Did you read the news on the forum a few days ago?"

Hearing He Mengmeng's question, Yan Xiao finally turned her head, "Breaking the news?" Which one? The leader goes to the clubhouse? ”

He Mengmeng nodded, "That's it." ”

"I read it, and the old people in our editorial department and news department are now trying to find clues." What's wrong? ”

He Mengmeng came over with a mysterious face, "Today, the president called a meeting of ministers, did you minister say anything about it?" ”

Seeing Yan Xiao shook his head in confusion, He Mengmeng continued, "What our minister said today is about that post. said that the relevant departments had investigated clearly, and it was the poster who fabricated fake news and deliberately smeared officials. When the leader tells us to go out to meet customers, don't talk nonsense, otherwise the impact will be bad, and we will be punished. ”

Yan Xiao looked incredible, fake?

"But we didn't receive any notice today."

He Mengmeng held her chin in thought, "Then I guess you should have news tomorrow." ”

……

Sure enough, the next morning, after Yan Xiao rushed to the newspaper office in a hurry, Lin Xiao immediately pounced, leaned into Yan Xiao's ear and whispered, "Yan Xiao Yan Xiao, the leader spoke just now, and no one is allowed to investigate the matter in the club, and this matter is over." ”

Yanxiao was a little regretful.

She wasn't sure about the veracity of the revelations that had caused a sensation in the newspapers. I just suddenly felt that the leader's order brought the whole thing to an abrupt halt, with a slight color of ambiguity. The truth seems to be covered up, but what is the truth for those who are kept in the dark?

I really don't know if such an end is considered a disguised compromise in the face of power?