When people feel insulted and threatened, they are usually unable to think rationally.

This time there was actually only a thin line between success and failure, and Qiu Peng made up his mind that he would never make this kind of mistake again in the future - threatening a person is the stupidest gesture you can give.

I'm still a little tender. Qiu Peng thought.

Song Siming sat in front of the growing desk, although he himself was burly and quite majestic, but in front of this huge desk, he also looked a little more human.

The table was full of piles of texts, although they were all stacked in different categories, but the piles were too crowded, and they still gave people a cramped and congregated feeling.

Song Siming didn't like to sit in front of this table, although this table was placed in the middle of the hall of the helmsman's mansion, and the person who sat here meant that he became the commander of more than 100,000 horses in the six halls of the city of féi - of course, at present, he was only the deputy helmsman of the féi army, acting as the helmsman. But what Song Siming doesn't like the most is to play jiā with formulaic official documents that are full of nonsense.

Usually the work involving words is handled by the deputy in his place. So he has as many as six deputies. It was enough for him to answer yes or no when the deputy asked for instructions. The others have their own deputies to handle it. And it will be handled properly.

Of course, it can't be inappropriate. Because Song Siming's temper has always been not very good, especially when facing his subordinates.

If there is a problem with the official document, it is a sentence: help the rules to deal with. As for which one of the gang rules, it all depends on Song Siming's mood.

So Song Siming's table was always clean.

Today, however, is an exception. Because Song Siming had just received a message from Li Qianzhi.

The message demanded that he must meet someone, that he should be very polite and warm, that he should not feel left out, and that he could not really contribute to this person.

It's really a frustrating thing.

Although many colleagues feel that Song Siming is too straightforward and unsympathetic, Song Siming does not feel that he is not good at tricks and scheming, he has also been on Lingyun Pavilion for decades.

The workplace is like a game, as long as you walk in, you have to follow the rules of the game. Therefore, Song Siming also occasionally uses some dishonorable means when needed.

However, Song Siming has always felt that he looks down on those guys who blindly rely on tricks, relationships, reports, and sycophants. Phew!—he often used this tone of contempt to express his contempt for those who did not have "real talents."

"Actually, who wouldn't use this kind of trick? I just don't care to use it, I'm just too lazy to use it. ”

Seeing that those guys who couldn't compare to themselves in battle, couldn't compare to themselves in training, and had even less prestige than themselves in the gang had been promoted to the headquarters, Song Siming still comforted himself like this despite the resentment in his stomach.

Song Siming always felt that the methods of pulling relations with his boss, patting sycophants and slapping reports were as simple as iǎ pediatrics, not that he wouldn't use them, but that he didn't care about them, but he never thought that in fact, many people often say that they don't care to do things, but they can't do them, they can't do them.

A lot of things are easier said than done. Pulling relationships and patting sycophants is also a kind of ability, which is by no means something that ordinary people can do, and it takes a lot of skills to do it well, and it also needs to be shameless.

Not to mention that Song Siming felt that he could be regarded as the first person in the Féi City Army to lead his troops to fight, and he would never put down his face and beg for help, not to mention, even if he could pull down his face, he might not be able to really be exquisite and leaky.

However, Song Siming still doesn't feel that he lacks anything in scheming and life. If it is said that the career is rubbing, it is only because it is blocked by the iǎ people. Especially the gang of the eldest prince Li Xuzhi, they will hate it for a long time when they think about it. Originally, he was the deputy helmsman, and the previous helmsman stepped down, and this position was already his, according to the convention, but he was dragged for several years.

Although the power of the helmsman is temporary, the scenery is beautiful, but it is not the rightful helmsman. As soon as the headquarters sends a bullshit má kid who has never even been to the battlefield down, he will ask for power, and respectfully call the helmsman.

Song Siming was naturally angry in his heart. However, he always believes that with the support of the second son, one day he will be able to see the moon open.

Now Song Siming has to deal with the guest who is about to come. So he asked his deputy to put the whole bun on his desk, because the whole table of official documents would make him look very busy. Then he instructed his deputy to interrupt the conversation by having one of his men report on the military situation every quarter and a half hours.

As long as the guests who come see that they are so busy and can't talk in detail, and then say a few high-sounding words that don't hurt or itch, and agree to the visitor's request, the visitor will naturally retreat. As for whether it will really help, will anyone still come to investigate?

A qiē is ready. Song Siming sat bored in the middle of the lobby, facing the spread out official documents on the table, his boring eyes lost focus, and he just felt that the words on the official documents were flying in the air.

At this time, a subordinate came to report, "The pavilion master's entourage Lord Li Zixuan asked to see him." ”

Song Siming shook his head, raised his head and said, "Please!"

After a while, I saw Qiu Peng walking in with a smile. Song Siming stepped forward quickly, held Qiu Peng's hand, and said affectionately: "Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, my brother is missing it tightly." A few days ago, he said that he was going to visit Brother Li. ”

Qiu Peng smiled and said, "How dare you do this? Lord Song is too polite. ”

The two of them walked to the middle of the lobby, and Song Siming ordered his subordinates to set up a seat for Qiu Peng and let Qiu Peng sit down.

Qiu Peng looked at the furnishings in the lobby and the guards around him, and finally his eyes fell on a young man who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old standing behind Song Siming. The young man had a friendly and gentle smile on his face, and he looked very sleek.

Song Siming smiled: "This is Song Qing, my nephew, now being my deputy." ”

As he spoke, he said to Song Qing again: "I haven't seen Lord Li yet." Master Li is younger than you, but his combat skills are excellent, and his art of war is even more outstanding. You have to learn more from Master Li. ”

Song Qing stepped forward and saluted, calling Lord Li, Qiu Peng hurriedly stood up and stopped Song Qing, and said, "How dare you do that." Song Duo's words were serious. Zixuan is just a momentary luck, where can he compare to Brother Song, who is a real sword and a real gun, and he has been trained in the army? Not to mention that seeing Brother Song's demeanor and heroic spirit, it is definitely not a thing in the pool, Song Duo said this, but Zixuan was embarrassed. ”

He said to Song Qing again: "What is Lord Li, don't mention it again." If Brother Song still looks up to me Li Zixuan, just call me Zixuan. ”

Song Qinglian said that he didn't dare. But he was obviously surprised and touched by Qiu Peng's push.

Song Siming also felt very face-saving. The two sat down again, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious. Song Siming only said that Qiu Peng was about to take out the letter from the second son to explain his intentions, but he didn't know that Qiu Peng was sitting there, talking about inconsequential topics.

For a while, he talked about what new things have been fashionable in Féi City recently, and for a while, he talked about what bizarre stories were in the market, or he talked about the recent news about a certain high-rise. But always put the main topic aside.

Several times during this period, some of his subordinates came to report the military situation, or that a certain battalion gang beat up people, or that a certain gang violated gang rules, and some people reported food, equipment, armor, and other matters. Qiu Peng didn't look displeased at being interrupted in the slightest.

Song Siming looked at Qiu Peng apologetically, dealing with the "unexpected incident", and waited for Qiu Peng to express his intentions.

Song Siming waited for a while and didn't see any movement, he really felt strange, and asked, "Brother Li must have something to do when he comes this time, right?" If there is anyone who can be useful to brother, please just open your mouth, don't see outside." ”

Qiu Peng glanced at Song Siming with a smile, and thought: "Are you unable to hold your breath?"

Song Siming was stunned, and then smiled: "Brother Li misunderstood. I think Brother Li is busy with official business every day, and when he comes here today, there must be something important. It's pure speculation. Could it be that the brother guessed wrong?"

(To be continued, please visit wèn for the latest chapter.)