Power and Wealth

Unit.

Around 4pm.

Dong Xuebin slowly came back with the wrecked Xiali, parked the car at the bottom of the building, but did not rush upstairs. Instead, he took a piece of paper and a pen out of the bag and brushed the floor and drafted a review book. The text appeared sad and regrettable, and assured himself that he would correct it in the future, unite colleagues, get along in harmony, etc., and so on. In fact, he didn't take it seriously at all. After writing it, he read it again. After being satisfied, he got out of the car with something.

Upstairs.

Dong Xuebin first went to the office of Zhu Weiye, the director of the eighth room, handed over the review letter to the leader, and then solved the problem of car repair and medical compensation.

Seventy grand.

Not too expensive, is it?

After finishing these, Dong Xuebin returned to two places.

… in the office area.

As soon as Dong Xuebin went in, there was chaos inside.

“Oops, Director Dong!” Zhang Dongliang shouted.

Hanfi stood up from the chair in shock, “You're back! ”

Dong Xuebin nodded to everyone as usual. He didn't talk, so he wanted to go to his office. He was about to leave work. He could still watch a movie. If Dong Xuebin had a boring and boring attitude when he stared at the movie in the morning, he didn't think it would be interesting to look at it, but now that he tortured it, his heart was also very full, and he wanted to step on it and relax.

But this time, Han Fei, instead of letting Dong Xuebin go back, stopped him from asking questions, obviously heard.

“Did the leader say you? ”

“Why not dispose of it? ”

“How much did you lose, Director? ”

“Does this… affect you? ”

Dong Xuebin didn't really want to mention it. He simply shook his hand, “It's okay. ”

At this time, I heard voices, and Yoon Cheng An came out, “Director, what did you do? It's all settled? ”

If the leader, Dong Xuebin couldn't stop returning, he said, “It's solved, I just wrote a check to Director Zhu, the compensation has disappeared, I gave 70,000 to the General Office, enough to repair the car, then the leader didn't say anything, nothing more. ”

Yoon Sung-an nodded, “That's good, that's good. ”

"We were afraid something might happen to you," said He Zhou. "We thought the leader might have to take action. ”

“Nothing gets in the way.” Dong Xuebin understated: “It's just a small dispute between colleagues. Director Yin, am I going in first? ”

Yin Chengan laughed: “Well, there's not much work left. I've been busy with you today. Go back and rest now. This looks like I'm about to leave work. ”

Dong Xuebin said: "Cheng, call me if you have a job. ”

“Don't go, you.” But Han Fei didn't say yes. He stood in front of him and squeezed. "Thank you, Director Dong. ”

Dong Xuebin asked: “What can I thank you for? ”

"'Anyway, thanks to you,' said Han Fei. ”

Dong Xuebin bluntly said: “I'm just not used to seeing Yang Zhen, it's none of your business. ”

“It doesn't matter, your mouth is hard and useless, anyway, I remember, if anything happens in the future, I will definitely knife the fire!” Han Fei patted his chest like a young man, and watched Dong Xuebin and Yoon Cheng An have some fun, "That's right, 70,000? You've already given? ”

Dong Xuebinyi, "Yes. ”

Han Fei hastily said: “How can I do that? Where can I let you pay for it alone? This is because of me. It is also my business. If not, I will get at least half of this money.” Han Fei figured out how much money she seemed to have left. At the end of the day, Han Fei's face was red and she coughed. “The money has been a little heavy lately, not that much. So what, I'll give you 20,000 first at night, and I'll pay you back the rest later. I'll have to wait a few months for my salary first. ”

No one else is talking.

Dong Xuebin looked at her, “Come on. ”

“That won't work, I'll take half!” Hanfi won't do it.

"" It's me who hit him, it's me who hit him, "said Dong Xuebin." It has nothing to do with you. What do I need your money for? Let's get to work. ”

Han Fei glared: “Don't just look down on me! ”

Dong Xuebin laughed helplessly: “The problem is I don't want your money, it's only 70,000. Can't I afford it? How big is it, okay? ”

Han Fei mumbled: “You can't work much higher than me in a month, you're so young, work for a few years at most, 70,000 or a small number?” The definitions given to their civil servants and cadres by others and society are generally wealthy, but only they themselves know that their wages, although higher than average, are not much higher, but they are also more rewarding and expensive, and they are not comparable to those of senior officials in private enterprises or even to middle-level employees in private enterprises in general. Han Fei is the Moonlight Nation anyway, according to her understanding, Sun Zhaobang and Zhang Dongliang are similar to her, even with monthly balances, it is no more than 3,000 yuan.

Prices are so high.

The price is so high.

Pay off your mortgage, pay off your life, even raise your kids. Where's the money?

The money is not what it used to be. It's very unnecessary to spend it. If you go out, it might be gone.

Everyone knows that Dong Xuebin has just had a son, the child is small, the place where he spends more money, and then look at the used Shirley that he has been driving since work, so in the impression of everyone, Dong Xuebin must not be wealthy after only a few years of work, otherwise you have seen which Zhong-Ji-Chun's right-level leader drives a shitty Shirley to work and off every day? Can't find any of them. Worst of all, a hundred grand car, right? More are 200,000 intermediate cars, this is the mainstream, even look at Yang Zhen, the cars are more than 400,000.

He Zhou blinked, “Otherwise, spread it evenly. I also made a point. After all, this is between us. At that time, the conflict was our quarrel. ”

Sun Zhaobang agreed: "Yes, everyone is. ”

Seventy thousand yuan, a few people's share is still not much, can afford it.

But how can Dong Xuebin make them pay? This is the most honorable owner. "Come on, what and what? I take the kindness of everyone. But this has nothing to do with you. Don't make any fuss about it. I've already given the money. This is the same thing. What do you want your money for?” It's only 70,000 yuan in the district. Dong Xuebin doesn't like to buy a watch. It's too cheap.

Han Fei refused: “But..."

“No, but that's it.” Dong Xuebin couldn't help but say.

Seeing Director Dong is so tough, Han Fei hasn't said anything anymore. She also knows that her wallet is not wealthy. Unless her parents want it, she can't really talk, "Well... I'll buy you dinner tonight! You can't push this. How many times have we invited you to dinner since you took office? You've never been there. You've always been busy. It's too busy. I can't this time. I have to ask you. If you don't go, you won't give me face!” Director Dong was so mean to help them out this time, Han Fei naturally wanted to say.

Sun Zhaobang also laughed: “Yes, Director, you've been in office for days, but we haven't had a proper meal together. That's what Xiaofei said, you..."

Dong Xuebin also thought that when he came here, he was too low-key and did not unite the masses. However, he did not pay much attention to the relationship, and now he cannot be low-key. He did not care so much. He simply looked at Han Fei Dao: “OK, but where can I let you treat him? I must have invited him to my first dinner. ”

Han Fei shouted, "I'm buying it! ”

Dong Xuebin laughed: “Then I won't go? ”

“Geez, how did you do that?” Han Fei has no words: “Well, please, next time, nobody can rob me! ”

Dong Xuebin looked at Yin Chengan, “Director Yin, is it an honor to invite you this evening? ”

Yun Cheng-Anle said: “What an honor and an unhappiness, there is a dinner, I definitely have to go. Just in time for the evening, my lover will be back late. I still worry about what to do for dinner. ”

Dong Xuebin said: "Where shall we eat? I don't know what good venues are nearby. ”

He had just put out 70,000 yuan, and Yoon Cheng An was probably worried about him, so he said: "Hey, spend that money, Xuebin. I heard your lover isn't in Beijing? Why don't you eat at your place? We all buy some food. It's so comfortable to cook too much for ourselves, right? ”

Hanfi clapped his hands, "Yes, I'll cook for you! ”

He Zhou laughed and said: “I can make a tomato fried egg, too, and I can make this dish. ”

Dong Xuebin hesitated for a moment. “Go to my house...”

Yoon Seung-an, look at him. "Not convenient? Then..."

“Nor is it.” Dong Xuebin shrugged for a moment, "That's right, it's just a little far from my house. It might take half an hour to drive over the Western Third Ring. ”

"'That's all right,' said Yoon Sung-an. ”

“Cheng.” Dong Xuebin said: “I'll go a little early and buy some food first. ”

Zhang Dongliang said to himself, “No, I'll go, I'll buy the food and wait outside, there is a supermarket nearby, very convenient.” This must not be done personally by the leader, who is the lowest of the two ranks and naturally takes his place.

It's settled. Dinner's settled.

Dong Xuebin and Yin Chengan returned to their respective offices.

Outside, Han Fei and Sun Zhaobang discussed it in a low voice.

“Do you really think Director Dong has such a big background?” Han Fei Do.

“Sure, otherwise why didn't they give you an administrative sanction?” He Zhou.

“But... it doesn't look like it, and how come I haven't heard of him? I know basically all of the two generations in the capital.” Hanfi is no stranger.

He Zhou bluntly said: “Sometimes the more such a person, the bigger the background, and your father knows him, your father can know each other, surely it is not simple. ”

Han Fei was so curious, he said: "I'll ask my dad later, and he won't tell me anything. Really, is it so mysterious? ”

(To be continued)