Power and Wealth

Afternoon.

Without going back, he dumped the stunned secretary of Tibet. Dong Xuebin left the district commission office building and opened the door. He touched it very hard to close it and drove out. A lot of people in the district council compound are looking at it. Everyone who understands him knows that this is the temper. He respects me and I respect my husband. If you are polite, how can you say it? If you want to slip your nose on your face, Dong Xuebin is not a soft and frightened master. What happened to the district secretary? Get the fuck out of here! You really think you have to see him?

Without your support, I eat three meals a day!

Without your support, I'll do my job!

Do I have to hug your thighs? You think you're the provincial secretary?

After this also made Dong Xuebin more certain that there was absolutely no peace of mind in sending the relationship to Dao. He must have said something to Wang An Shi, so it was from the district secretary to his secretary that this attitude was not cold or hot. Is this a disguised beating? Tell him to be honest? But did you hit me? Even if my brother and Yantai County tortured something, I didn't offend you Wang An Shi, right? No offense to you guys in the South Mountains? Hit me again? I can't believe it! Hit who the fuck you want. Hit who! Dude, no more company!

As for the secretary of the district council don't have any ideas, Dong Xuebin can't care less. Waste an hour of my time waiting for me to do it. The two lower-level people can go first. This is you who pissed me off first, don't you value them? Don't you see me? Then don't blame me for not recognizing anyone! Dong Xuebin has offended too many people. One more, not many, not many, not even Wang An Shi. What has he not seen? Even Xie Huilan's grandfather was drunk by Dong Xuebin and pointed at his nose for criticism. How can this be compared to this?

… the Light Street Office.

First floor of the Executive Services Hall.

“What's your attitude on the streets? What attitude?”

“Or look at your attitude! Hold my hand and make me apologize? You didn't say what you were going to do! Wrong way. Window's on me? ”

“You... you're too bullying people, aren't you? ”

“This is an axe organ! I'm warning you, don't rely on the old man to play scoundrel here! ”

“This is your third curse! For the third time, I'll keep it in mind. Where's your leader? I'm looking for your leader! ”

“I said you weren't done? Let's go, let's go! Don't mess with this place! ”

“I can't believe it! ”

The quarrel fluctuated, only a number of nearby residents watched, an old lady with white hair with crutches was pulling on Wang Yuling, deputy director of the street office, Wang Yuling was lazy enough to talk to her again, but the old lady pulled her arm alive to keep her from leaving. Things on this side have spooked a lot of leaders, but because of Wang Yuling's involvement, it seems that no one wants to go to this mess. There is only the deputy director in charge of the service hall, Meng Sen Guo and the party and political office director, Zhou Yanlu.

Zhou Yanru muttered: “Yuling, cut it out! ”

Wang Yuling was angry: “This old lady is messing around! What am I supposed to say less? I think she's looking for something! ”

Meng Senguo, about forty years old, was obviously biased towards Wang Yuling. He looked at the old lady with his face and said: “At first, you didn't ask clearly, and now you're yelling at the street. This has seriously affected our work. If you keep making trouble, we can only contact the police station! ”

The old lady was shivering, “The police station? What did I break? Huh?”

Wang Yuling was impatient: “Don't talk to her! It doesn't make sense to people like that! ”

The people around them are a little out of sight, mumbling, people have long been dissatisfied with the street service attitude.

“My aunt asked me to adjust the windows of the archives, I heard it so far away! ”

“Yeah, it's your street that's making a mistake, and you're cheering up words? Isn't that bullying our people? ”

“Even if his aunt didn't make it clear, you can't curse people, what qualities! ”

Wang Yuling looked more and more ugly. "Where's the guard? Call the bogeyman! ”

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the street office. Almost every day there are arguments over this matter. However, the street office is not a bank. The street office does not accept complaints against the street itself. After all, it is an organic department. After a while, it will often go away, and now it involves Wang Yuling. Who in the street does not know that she is the niece of the district secretary? Don't say a citizen, it's the street office leader, that is, the district leader will not hold her accountable, look at the Buddha face without looking at the monk face, beating the dog and still look at the master, so everyone knows that Wang Yuling scolds people, even the leader is not very good at disciplining her, can't commit because this sinful area is a handful. Several street office leaders naturally understood this, so they didn't even go down the stairs, just frowned in the office and listened to the noise below.

Two guards coming in.

Wang Yuling ordered, “Get her out of here! ”

They nodded at each other and went up to pull the old lady.

At this time, Dong Xuebin stepped into the service hall. After looking at this position, he became annoyed. "What are you doing? Why hasn't it been resolved? ”

Mengsenguo took a holiday from the reception yesterday. Something was wrong at home. However, he had already had dinner with Dong Xuebin at noon yesterday. He also met him. As soon as the new director returned, he immediately said: “Director, we have already done our job. Rest assured, we invite people out immediately. ”

Dong Xuebin was upset, “Who's going out? I think I should let you out! ”

Munson State stunned, “Uh, I...”

Wang Yuling glanced at Dong Xuebin: “Director! This old lady..."

“Did I ask you a question?” Dong Xuebin drank.

Rumor has it, Wang Yuling is also stuck. I didn't expect Dong Xuebin to yell at her.

In the surprise of everyone's eyes, Dong Xuebin turned around and slowly held the old lady's arm. "Auntie, I'm surprised at you. This is a failure of our street office. Please let me apologize. I apologize here too. I'm so sorry, you have to file a file, right? This way, I'll help you.” Just look at the window, "the file goes this way, you slow down and watch your step. ”

The old lady glanced, “You are...”

“I am the street chief, you can call me Xiao Dong. ”

“Ouch.” The old lady freaked out, "are you their leader? ”

The director of the street office, in the old lady's view, is a huge official. When Dong Xuebin spoke so politely, he apologized and helped her. The old lady disappeared when she was angry. "Young man, I'm not a person who's fine with looking for work. It's just that the girl is too much. Not only did she take me so long, but she scolded me. Alas. ”

"'Don't worry, I'll take care of this,' said Dong Xuebin. ”

At this time, several leaders upstairs heard Dong Xuebin roar. They all went downstairs, Geng Xinke, Qu Yiqiang, and Guo Mingfeng, who had just finished infusion from the hospital, arrived.

“Director.”

“Director Dong. ”

Several people have different expressions, all of them are a little surprised that Dong Xuebin yelled at Wang Yuling because of such a thing. You know, Wang Yuling has never had a leader yell at her since she called Guangming Street Office. She hasn't even criticized her once. Who can't give her uncle some face? Wang Yuling's maiden name is so barbaric. If she criticizes her, she goes to the district secretary to participate in another book, then who can bear it?

But Dong Xuebin's behavior obviously exceeded everyone's perception. When the old lady was done, Dong Xuebin turned around and stared at Wang Yuling, who was still stunned. He pointed at her nose and scolded her: "Wang Yuling! Is that your office attitude? Do you know what you're doing? You're a national cadre! It's a street clerk! A servant of the people! You're not just apologizing, you're cursing. What are you doing? Let me hear what you're doing! Do you still have the consciousness of a national cadre? ”

Wang Yuling stared angrily at her and was also angry. “You..."

Zhou Yanru and Qu Yiqiang were all stunned by Dong Xuebin's drunkenness. A raven in the lobby was silent, and Geng Xinke looked over with dismay.

Dong Xuebin said angrily: "What are the job duties of street office! Do you want me to repeat that? Have you learned all about regulations and discipline? Still yelling at people at work? Still staring? You got a point? Try staring at me again! ”

Wang Yuling's eyes are all red.

If you don't respect me, how dare you scold the people? You're touching my face! It's for the streets! Anyway, I have offended Wang An Shi. I don't care who your fucking uncle is! When I think of the secretary of Tibet, I beat myself up to take good care of the nephew of the district secretary. Dong Xuebin caught fire and took care of your grandfather. "Yesterday you were absent for no reason! Another morning late! Not even a leave note! Street office, is that where you want to come and walk? This is not your playground! You don't want to do it? I don't want to do it anymore. Cover my roll and get out of here! ”

The new director is abusive!

Or scolded the sheriff's niece!

All the cadres and staff in the street office, take a breath of air!

Since childhood, nobody had yelled at Wang Yuling so much. Listen to Dong Xuebin shout a louder scolding than a single shout. Wang Yuling's eyes were hot and his tears flushed down and he cried.

Dong Xuebin just held his stomach with the district committee, and was also annoyed by Wang Yuling's previous disrespect. He saw her cry, Dong Xuebin never stopped talking. He pointed at her in front of everyone for more than a dozen minutes. He was also the first critic to be so harsh!

Wang Yuling tears more and more, and cries more and more.

Finally, look at the frightened eyes of several cadres around him, look at Wang Yuling with tears, Dong Xuebin just gasped, his voice was a little mute.

More than a dozen people next to him were happy and thought the young director was a good scolder.

(To be continued)