Chapter 62

In the leadership suite of the town government, Wang Liancheng, the mayor, changed his old depth. Looking at his charming wife Jiang Lin in his early thirties, he said, "ah Ping, I'm going to arrange for you to be the new Deputy Mayor Zhao's secretary."

"Why?" Facing the better, Jiang Lin in her pajamas came and sat by the bed. She was dissatisfied and said, "I'm a good woman director in the village. You let me come back to serve people?"

Wang Liancheng shook his head slightly and said, "Zhao is not old and his background is not small. Mayor Ma called and told me that the boy is a hard stubble. Some people don't know and may suffer a heavy loss."

"You say Chen Fuguo?" Although she works in the village, Jiang Ping knows about the meeting. Chen Fuguo, Minister of the Organization Department, is somewhat hostile to the new deputy mayor.

As for Yang Song, the director of the office, it was entirely because Zhao parachuted down and sat where he almost dredged his relationship.

Wang Liancheng nodded, frowned and said, "this is also an opportunity for me. Whether Chen Fuguo squeezed out Zhao or Zhao cleaned up Chen Fuguo, I can bring your brother up from the village."

"But we can't be too careless. You work next to Zhao. If he really has a great origin, we don't have to look at county magistrate Ma all the time. There are many friends and many roads."

Hearing the three words of county magistrate Ma, Jiang Lin said in a low voice: "Liancheng, it's better not to talk nonsense. If you can have today's status, it's also given by county magistrate ma. We can't be ungrateful."

"Hum!" Wang Liancheng snorted coldly: "in the view of women, I was only one of his little secretaries at that time. I can get here by my own efforts. If his old horse really takes care of me, now I have a firm foothold in the county."

"Last time there was an accident with the son of Deputy Secretary Jiang in the city, involving a large number of people. Why didn't old ma think of me when there were so many vacant seats?"

It can be said that what Zhao fan did at the beginning had a great impact on the following.

"Anyway, you remember." Wang Liancheng said seriously, "from tomorrow on, you should keep an eye on Zhao. You should remember to come back and tell me what he usually does, who he contacts and what he calls."

"Now at this juncture, it's only a matter of time for Zhu Datong to move up. I should move."

Despite a small town, everyone in the conference room is pleasant, talking and laughing. In fact, behind the scenes, no one is a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Lian Cheng, what should I do?" Jiang Lin asked.

Wang Liancheng thought for a moment, lit a cigarette and slowly said, "you must try to win his trust and have a good relationship with him. There are people on it and they are young. In the future, if the old horse doesn't care about me, we don't have the cheek to beg him."

"Now he's just airborne, unaccompanied and unable to move. It's a good time for us to win over him. You should find a way to take care of his life and make him appreciate you."

Zhao fan also felt bored these two days. Really, he thought he could do a great job by putting it down. But after the welcome ceremony, no one would bird himself as the deputy mayor. His usual work is to turn around with his hands on his back. He is basically an idle person.

Suddenly, Zhao fan's cell phone rang. When he took it out, it was Sun Qiwen, the organ of the municipal Party committee. Unexpectedly, he put it down. The old boy was still thinking about himself.

"Brother, why did you remember to call me?" Zhao Fan said with a smile: "section director, I'm a small deputy mayor. I'll call you if I want to call."

"I'm kidding, brother." There, sun Qiwen said solemnly, "I called you to tell you something. Lu Yuan had an accident. I think he used to be very close to you. Only you can help him."

Suddenly, Zhao FanMei frowned. With Lu Yuan's ability, who still has the ability to let him have an accident?

"What's going on, brother?" Zhao fan's voice suddenly cooled down. In his opinion, Lu Yuan is really a rare talent, and he has absolutely nothing to say about himself.

"It's still because of you." Sun Qiwen sighed and said, "it's nearly half a year since the last incident. Originally, the little yellow Mao who killed you that day was sentenced to three years, but he got a commutation because he took the initiative to explain some criminal evidence of Jiang Dahai."

"Seeing that he will be out in half a year, who knows that Lu Yuan drank too much last night. He broke into the detention center and punched and kicked the little gangster. When he was stopped, the little gangster had three broken ribs and dislocated one arm."

"If ordinary people forget it, it will be more difficult for the little gangster who is so immortal to have a relative who is the leader of the next city."

"Now Lu Yuan has been controlled by the Municipal Bureau, and the little gangster's family has hired a lawyer to appeal. I think it's up to you."

Zhao fan knew the seriousness of the matter as soon as he heard it. Once the little gangster's family won the lawsuit, Lu Yuan may not only lose his job, but also face the disaster of imprisonment.

After thanking sun Qiwen, Zhao fan lit a cigarette. This matter must be settled quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to clean up once it becomes big.

Zhao fan thinks with his toes. He knows that Lu Yuan is angry, but the person who seriously injured himself was released after being closed for half a year, so he made a big noise with the strength of wine.

But the police beat people. Generally speaking, it's OK secretly. It's so noisy that there's no one in the family.

After thinking about it, Zhao fan still dialed Feng Hui's phone and said with a smile: "Hello, Deputy Secretary!"

"Xiao Fan." Over there, Feng Hui said seriously, "let you go to exercise just to make you suffer some losses. You can't call me every three or five times?"

"If I greet you every time something happens, you won't get the exercise you deserve. It's better to be in the municipal Party committee, don't you think?"

Zhao fan probably has a spectrum in his heart. In other words, he can't carry out this great God to scare people in the future. It's good. He should try to do something by his own ability.

"No." Zhao Fan said anxiously, "Grandpa, I'm not calling for help. No, it's also help. Lu Yuan is there..."

"What nonsense!" Before Zhao fan finished speaking, Feng Hui interrupted on the phone: "he is also the person I greeted and raised, but look what he did?"

"Don't mind this matter. I'm going to suspend him for reflection for a period of time. As for the plaintiff, I'll ask someone to negotiate and solve it privately. He, like you, should have changed his hairy temper long ago."

After that, Feng Hui hung up the phone directly. Zhao fan was also relieved. As long as Lu Yuan was all right, the suspension and reflection was only temporary, and there were plenty of opportunities in the future.

Once involved in a lawsuit, his future will be ruined.