Perfect Feast

Think about it, yesterday, even if the sister wasn't a major leader in the province, she was at least responsible for a major department in the province. Otherwise, the municipal secretary of Wang Yifeng Tang must not give it to anyone.

Despite my heart's understanding, Liu Yang's face didn't show any change of face. He just smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, you really think too much of me, don't say that there can't be such a day, if there really is such a day, I don't dare not know anyone who doesn't know you! ”

When the elevator reached the ground floor, Zhang Jian kept sending Liu Yang out of the door of the city council building, which was when he waved goodbye to Liu Yang. When walking into the elevator upstairs, Zhang Jian also had to be praised implicitly. Liu Yang was not old enough to hold his breath.

Yesterday when the provincial leader was approaching the car, he was specifically mentioned. Could this be a general relationship? But the young man didn't even show up without leaking water. He pretended to be nothing. It's not that simple!

After walking into the office, Wang Yifeng looked at him and asked, “Did you send him away? What did he say? ”

Zhang Jian stood in front of Wang Yifeng and said respectfully: "He neither denied nor admitted it. ”

“Oh? What do you mean?” Wang Yifeng asked with interest.

This time, Zhang Jian said only eight words slowly: “It's not inferior, it's steady and calm. ”

“Oh?” Wang Yifeng knew that his secretary had always been above the top of his eyes, so he could easily not talk much. He could say that. I can see that the young man Liu Yang was really good.

Yesterday, when the head of the provincial committee organization department arrived at the car, she seemed to casually say that she had a relative named Liu Yang who also worked in the city. This time, he was gone in a hurry.

The speaker is not necessarily unintentional, and the listener is more intentional. Big leaders like her, what kind of words can be random?

Since she told herself that she had a relative working for her, she must have wanted to take care of herself “appropriately”. But through her relatives, she can, in turn, hang out with the Provincial Commission. This is a mutually beneficial and mutually beneficial matter. How could Wang Yifeng not like it?

Therefore, after sending Fang Yuzhu away, Wang Yifeng asked Zhang Jian to find out what kind of relative Minister Liu Yang and Fang were. Yesterday he did not find it, he asked Zhang Jian to inform Liu Yang that he had not done anything in the morning, and called Liu Yang at work.

However, Wang Yifeng is not suitable to ask the exit personally, so let Zhang Jian give Liu Yang a try. How do you know that Zhang Jian actually said such eight words to himself? This is a bit unexpected.

But think about Liu Yang, that's a graduate student from B University. That brain melon is definitely not very clever. Since this young man is so steady and solid, you can reassure him to arrange a suitable position...

But Liu Yang didn't know he was gone, Wang Yifeng actually moved this thought. Out of the city council compound, he went back to the city to host his own office, saw several colleagues crowded together to talk about something, and looked excited to see them a frowning dance.

However, when Liu Yang came in, those people immediately shut up and sat down one by one. Liu Yang didn't care too much about the people looking at his face because of something in his heart.

Li Shanshan at the table looked up at him, stretched his neck and lowered his voice. “Liu Yang, are you okay? ”

This woman and Liu Yang were about the age, the round apple face retained Qier's short hair, her upper body was wearing a small floral pink tight short sleeve, the two buttons on it were unbuttoned, so she looked forward, the two groups on the chest were full just at the edge of the table, the earned collar revealed a snow-white deep ditch, but it looked much more than usual on the great shore.

My God, no wonder people say women's trenches are squeezed out.

Liu Yang crossed the table, picked his eyes high, looked over at her mountain river, deliberately shrugged his nose, sniffed Li Shanshan's scent hard, and lowered his voice: “What can I do for you? What's the matter? What have you heard? ”

“I hate... people care about you!” Li Shanshan flew towards Liu Yang and seemed to enjoy the look Liu Yang had just seen. “I heard that Fatty Liao suspended you from your duties and left you in charge of cleaning. Is that what happened? ”

“So fast? You all know that?” Liu Yangxin said yesterday when Fatty Liao said these words, there were no acquaintances at the scene. Why did this news spread so quickly?

First, Charlene called herself to say goodbye after hearing the news, and now Li Shanshan asked herself, I'm sure when she went into the house, those colleagues who had always looked at her ill-eyed eyes were also discussing the matter.

Good things don't go out. Bad things go around. Do all these people have donkey ears?

To think of it, Liu Yang smiled and said: “It's not just for me to clean, it's for me to write checks. How do you like it? Who makes you big? ”

“What's the matter, listen to your tone, how dare you not write?” Li Shanshan smiled and stretched his neck forward again.

By the way, Li Shanshan is definitely not a beautiful woman. But the woman was full-bodied, with a pair of mountains on her chest like two balloons. Plus she dresses up, her skin looks snowy, the whole person looks white and tender, but looks very eye-nourishing.

Her grandfather, formerly a deputy mayor, later went to the CPPCC as vice president, from the power faction to the rare second-line cadre in front of the door, which in the eyes of Fatty Liao, is whether it is okay or not.

So, she didn't have any feelings for Fatty Liao, and she couldn't talk to the young men who were rich and powerful at home.

In this office, Liu Yang and I can still fit in.

“I won't write, he can take mine...” Liu Yangzheng said, a middle-aged man with black glasses pushed the door in, shouting out loud: “Where's Liu Yang? Liu Yang, come here... Come on, what are you doing? ”

This person is Hu Xiaoping, the chief of the reception department, and is the top boss of Liu Yang.

This guy usually has a nostril with Liao Hongxing and never puts Liu Yang in his eyes. His gloomy face Liu Yang had gotten used to, so he didn't panic and asked: “What are you doing, Chief Hu, am I not here? ”

Hu Xiaoping snorted: “Why? Don't you know what you're doing? You have such a big face. The director of the Metropolitan District Public Security Branch came to the city to catch people. You really gave us the head of the reception department! ”

With his words, he shouted, all six or seven eyes in the office were nailed to Liu Yang.

Liu Yang couldn't help but wonder, "What do you mean? You said the chief of the city bureau was here to arrest me? Why?”

Despite this question, Liu Yang's heart darkly thought: “Did he beat Zhang Qiang himself or was it known to the people of the Public Security Bureau? ”

Impossible? You and Kang Haiyan ran fast enough yesterday. I was not a public figure, and few people saw me on the street at the time, and even those who saw me could not have known me.

What the hell is going on here?