Chapter 450: I don't care about face, I can't get it

After Zhang Changliang got into the car with Mu Fusheng and Shi Qinghuan, he closed the car door, and then said to the people who were staring at him: "If you still want to take the car to the town, go to the canteen to take the car, this car is for my use today, and it won't carry you, so you all die." ”

"How can you be so selfish, we've always been in this car to town."

"If you have any opinions, go to the union to complain." After Zhang Changliang finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to the people, sat directly in the driver's seat, started the car and drove towards the outside of the research institute.

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to just leave? If they do go to the union to sue you, won't you be criticized? Shi Qinghuan turned his head and looked at the few people who were chasing the car, and asked Zhang Changliang.

"No, it won't."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because the institute does not stipulate that they must be driven by this car, most of the reasons why those who borrowed the car before would carry them were because they could not save face.

And I'm the one who doesn't care about face the most, and I do things even more smoothly.

So when I saw them all upset, I naturally didn't take them to town. ”

Shi Qinghuan didn't know what to say after listening to Zhang Changliang's words, although Zhang Changliang was right to do this, she still felt that it was easy to leave a handle on people.

But when she thought that Mu Fusheng didn't say anything to stop Zhang Changliang from doing this, it meant that neither of them cared too much about this.

In that case, there was no need for her to worry about it, so she enjoyed the snow scenery along the way with peace of mind.

After more than ten minutes, the car stopped at the door of the post office, and after Shi Qinghuan got off the car, he said to Mu Fusheng: "If you have something to do, go and get busy, we will meet at the gate of the state-run hotel at eleven o'clock at noon." ”

"Okay."

"Then I'll go to the post office." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he closed the car door and walked towards the post office.

Once she was inside the post office, she walked straight to the window where she could withdraw her money.

When she walked to the window to withdraw the money, she asked the staff: "Comrade, did you receive the martyr's allowance?" ”

"Yes, give me the proof."

After hearing the staff's words, Shi Qinghuan took out the certificate from his bag, and then handed the certificate to the staff.

The staff took the certificate handed to him by Shi Qinghuan and looked at it, and saw that Shi Qinghuan had not come to receive the martyr's allowance for three months, so she asked Shi Qinghuan: "Why didn't you come to receive the martyr's allowance for the first three months?" ”

"There is something at home, and it has been delayed."

"Don't do this again in the future, it will add a lot of work to us."

"Okay, I'll definitely come on time to receive the subsidy in the future."

When the staff saw that Shi Qinghuan had a good attitude, he did not embarrass Shi Qinghuan anymore, but went to the director with the certificate.

After a few minutes, the staff returned to the window with an ugly face, and then he handed the certificate to Shi Qinghuan and said, "I can't receive the martyr's allowance today, you will come back in three days." ”

"Why? Isn't the martyr's allowance available at any time? Why can't I get to you? ”

"Because you're deferring your payment, it takes time to process."

"It won't take three days, and if you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I won't leave."

After hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, the staff scolded the director several times in his heart, but he couldn't tell the truth yet, so he could only say to Shi Qinghuan with kind words: "Because you have deferred receiving the subsidy, we have to issue several certificates here, so it will take a long time, I hope you can understand our work." ”

(End of chapter)