Zhang Ming looked at Murong Jian and smiled exceptionally brightly.
Murongjian's face is dark and dark, as long as the contents of the booklet have been read and written down, and the contents of the letter should not only be read, but also carefully pondered the meaning between the lines in the word, think about the most suitable solution, and write it on the paper ...
There are at least hundreds of letters in these two large stacks of letters. There are hundreds of difficult things written in them. If you let him check it and reply alone, he may not check it before dawn tomorrow. The reply is complete ...
"There are too many letters, which are completely beyond the scope of normal people. It is better to let colleagues stay and help deal with ..."
Zhang Ming shook his head disapprovingly: "Murong's helper can be recognized by the emperor as a military helper, and he must have extraordinary ability. These letters are a test for Murong's helper to see if Murong's helper can quickly deal with various problems , Murong should be his own hands, how can he fake others ... "
Murongjian's face was gloomy and he wanted to test a person. Shouldn't he test the questions during the day and under the watch of the military officials?How could he choose to throw so many letters to him when he was under the bureau, and have not yet left an official to witness him?
They did not test his ability at all, but refused to accept him as a military assistant and deliberately rectified him ...
Looking at Murongjian's ugly face, Zhang Ming's mood was inexplicably good, and he proudly said: "It's not too early, let's go back first. Murong's assistant will deal with the letter slowly."
After walking a few steps, Zhang Ming turned to Murong Jian again, and the god lowered his voice mysteriously: "Quietly remind Murong to speak, these letters are all 100,000 urgent letters, which the emperor specifically requested, and must be processed before dawn tomorrow Mr. Murong is going to cheer ... "
Murongjian's sharp eyes were like arrows, slamming at Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming turned a blind eye, pulling Zhao Ji, Wang Xue, and Youzai Youzao forward, his pleasant inquiry came from the wind: "Time It's too early, let's go to Linjiang Tower for a few drinks? "
"Okay, I heard that a new cook was coming from Linjiang Tower, and he made good dishes ..." Zhao Ji nodded in agreement.
"I haven't gone to Linjiang Tower for a few days to drink, I really missed it ..." Wang Xue's eyes also echoed, and the three brothers were intimate.
Murongjian's face was dreadful and horrible: they talked and laughed to eat, but let him stay here, dealing with these letters that were important enough to kill him.
Murong Jian waved his hand to the table, knocked off a small piece of the corner of the table, and a little bit of smattering foam filled his cold voice slowly: "A Yan, go help me prepare dinner and supper, tonight I ’m going to pick a light to handle the letter ... "
Does the Ministry of Defense want to test his ability?He showed them!
After having used dinner briefly, Murong Jian picked up the letter, carefully read the envelopes, and wrote his own opinions carefully.
A written letter was put aside, and there were fewer and fewer letters on the table ...
After finishing the last letter, Murong Jian let out a long sigh of relief, slowly stood up, and moved his stiff body, not wanting, the joints and muscles on his body hurt sharply.
Murong Jian took a breath of air, and suddenly remembered that after he was injured, he was busy reading the booklet and letters, before he had time to scrape the medicine.
Pulling back the chair, Murong Jian was preparing to go back to the house, but he saw Zhang Ming, Zhao Ji, Cheng Qian, and Wang Xue walking back and forth. He smiled and greeted him slightly: "Murong Servant, early."
He hasn't slept all night, so fart early.
Murong Jian was angry in his heart, but on the face was a salty look: "early."
"Oh, Mr. Murong really processed all the letters overnight." Cheng Qian stepped forward and looked at the neatly arranged letters and reply letters in front of Murong Jian.
"Murong's assistants are really capable and different ..."
"The speed at which things are handled is amazing."
Zhao Ji and Wang Xue also stepped forward, looked at Murong Yue's reply letter, and praised again and again.
The anger in Murong Jian's heart dissipated a little, and thick arrogance gathered in his heart: "You have won the prize."
"We don't have too many compliments. Overnight, handling so many letters properly is definitely a rare talent. If we are exchanged with us, we can't do it ..." dignified.
"Yeah yeah ..." Wang Xue and Zhao Ji also sighed in admiration, admiring Murongjian's ability.
"It is a talent, it must be reused, and it must not be buried." Zhang Mingxiao said slightly, ignoring Murongjian's tired eyes, carrying a large stack of letters, and placed them on Murongjian's desk: "These letters are troublesome Murong Servant ... "
Murongjian Qingjun looked somber instantly: "What is this?"
"Some things in the military department." Zhang Ming explained softly: "Murong Xilang understands the military department's understanding of the military department, and has handled so many military department letters perfectly.
Murongjian's complexion eased, and Zhang Ming brought these letters to recognize his ability, not to deliberately trouble him, but: "How come there are so many letters?"
Zhang Ming smiled and said: "Murong and his assistants don't know. It's spring, and there are many things in the military department. In addition, the former military assistant's assistant was seriously injured, and many things have not been dealt with. "
"Such ..." Murongjian looked at the tall letter and frowned tightly.
"What's wrong with Murong Servant?" Zhang Ming looked at him puzzled.
Murong Jian's eyes are deep, he has pain in his body, he is very uncomfortable, and wants to go back to his house to rest ...
"If Murong Serang is uncomfortable, you can take time off to see a doctor ..." Zhang Ming's "good heart" advice.
Murongjian's eyes were amazed. Today is the second day he came to the Ministry of Military Affairs. Now it is time to go to the office. If he says that he is unwell, going to the medical clinic will definitely leave an impression of being sick.
When the time comes, Zhang Ming will immediately take these letters away, and will never take them again in a short time. He is relaxed and relaxed, but from now on, he would n’t want to get in touch with the Ministry ’s affairs again.
Because Zhang Ming did not particularly welcome him, because of his superior ability, he had to hand over the affairs of the military department to him. They all stared at him quietly, waiting to grab his handle, he would not Make them wish ...
"I'm fine."
"Since it's okay, let's start processing the letters. These letters are also very important. Try to finish them before going to the government office as much as possible." Zhang Ming said softly, and his mouth curled up with a tricky smile.