Chapter 77: You're consuming

"Secretary Wang, why don't we come back in the afternoon?" Seeing that Wang Zijun's face was not very good, Zhuo Changwei asked cautiously.

"No, let's wait here." Wang Zijun said as he sat down on the chair of the Finance Bureau's doorman.

Zhuo Changwei looked at Wang Zijun who was sitting down on his own, and didn't know what to say.

Half an hour passed, and there were many people coming to the Finance Bureau to do business one after another. Almost everyone who came in and out would cast surprised eyes on Wang Zijun and Zhuo Changwei. However, in these eyes, Wang Zijun was completely unaware of it and ignored it.

"Ha, Country Commander Gou, it's you. This veteran is the one who takes the lead. When you come, Director Yang immediately criticized it. Today is happy. You have to give me a chance. I have to give you two cups!"

"Lao Fang, don't give me ecstasy medicine. Have you drunk honey or applied oil? Can you hide your little bit of intestines from me?"

The two of them walked down the steps with laughter. As soon as the conversation between the two reached Zhuo Changwei's ears, their faces became ugly.

Director Zhou is at home! He deliberately avoided missing!

As soon as this thought came out, Zhuo Changwei hurriedly turned his head to look at Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun could hear the conversation between the two clearly, but it seemed nothing happened. However, Zhuo Changwei did not notice that a trace of coldness flashed in Wang Zijun's eyes.

"Brother Zhuo, are you here to pay the money again?" One of them greeted him loudly when he saw Zhuo Changwei.

Zhuo Changwei recognized this person as Fang Wenming, the director of the Xiahe Township Finance Office. Zhuo Changwei and Fang Wenming were not very familiar with him. However, after becoming the director of finance, this guy would take the initiative to say hello every time he met him. Perhaps it was due to the same position. He always felt a little sympathetic and quickly agreed, "It's Director Fang."

"Brother, I advise you not to wait here stupidly. You can't wait until dark. But brother, don't be angry. It has nothing to do with you if you make a mess. Secretary Xiao Wang from your village offended people." Fang Wenming whispered to Zhuo Changwei.

"Brother, I would like to advise you that the person who tied the bell is required to untie the bell. If you run for ten days and half a month, it is a blind man to light the light - it's useless, let's go back. Brother is leaving!" He dropped this sentence, ran a few steps, and chased the village chief Gou and followed him.

"Secretary Wang, look, what should we do now..." Zhuo Changwei looked at Wang Zijun and whispered.

After confirming the guess in his heart, Wang Zijun was a little angry. However, there was still a faint smile on his face and said, "If you talk to the comrades of the Finance Bureau, we will see Director Yang."

Seeing that Wang Zijun insisted on insisting, Zhuo Changwei felt sad and hurriedly walked towards the security guard at the door. In Zhuo Changwei's eyes, in a county town, the township party committee secretary was also a majestic prince. He was so cowardly at the entrance of the Finance Bureau for his own fight!

The security guard looked at Zhuo Changwei again, and his face felt a little impatient: "I have said that the director is not here, the director is not here! This is the office space of the Finance Bureau, neither the petition bureau nor the Civil Affairs Bureau. No matter how you stay there, you can't solve the problem!"

Zhuo Changwei looked at the security guard's cold face and a burst of anger rose from his heart. Just as he was about to have a big fight with the security guard, he heard Wang Zijun say, "Changwei, come back."

"Secretary Wang, let's go back?" Zhuo Changwei turned his head to look at Wang Zijun and asked carefully.

"No, I won't go back, let's wait until he gets off work." Wang Zijun seemed to be indifferent to the cold treatment he received.

Sure enough, Wang Zijun did what he said, and after twelve o'clock, he left with Zhuo Changwei on time.

"What secretary? When we arrived at our Finance Bureau, we are not a grandson!" The security guard looked at Wang Zijun's leaving figure and said proudly to himself.

"You..." This sentence happened to Zhuo Changwei's ears. His fists were clenched tightly and his face turned red. He looked back at Wang Zijun who was determined to walk, and ran a few steps and chased him up.

"Secretary Wang, let's go back to the countryside after dinner?" Zhuo Changwei pondered for a moment and persuaded in a deep voice.

Wang Zijun patted Zhuo Changwei on the shoulder and smiled and said, "No, let's continue in the afternoon."

Just as Wang Zijun walked out of the Finance Bureau's door, in an office carefully decorated on the third floor of the Finance Bureau, the Finance Bureau's director was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looking at Wang Zijun, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

Lying on the boss' chair in the office, a pair of fat and greasy fingers pressed a few keys. As soon as the phone was connected, he laughed and said, "Ha, Brother Lin, this morning, the prince was stuck in the telephone pole at the door of my unit for the whole morning. Brother, I have to ask you for a drink!"

A loud laughter came from the other end of the phone, laughing proactively and restrainedly, and said cheerfully: "Director Yang, thank you, Shuweiju at noon, we will see you all."

"Look at you, brother is joking with you, you take it seriously. Who among us brothers should be with each other? If you bully your brother, that is to bully my brother!" Director Yang pretended to be angry.

"Good brother, brother, I'm wrong! You're right in criticism. I remember this love brother. Let's drink it another day. The minister asked me to go out together. I will go back and talk to my brother in detail."

After Lin Jianghe put down the phone, Director Yang's smile became brighter and brighter. He lay on the recliner, his fat fingers knocked on the desk rhythmically, and hummed happily: "I'm leaving Dengfeng Xiaoxian..."

In the afternoon, the security guard in the hall of the Finance Bureau was still there, and the cold face was still there, and what Wang Zijun got was the answer that the director was away.

Wang Zijun did not say a word and sat with Zhuo Changwei at the gatekeeper of the Finance Bureau for another whole afternoon.

The county town is not big, and if it is nothing big, people will talk about it like sugarcane. Wang Zijun is also a township party secretary. The fact that he was on the bench in the Finance Bureau was exaggerated and spread it.

"Follow the Organization Department, the more you work, the more you progress; offend the Organization Department, the more you work, the more you become confused." After hearing this news, many old men from the agency sighed gloating.

Just when everyone thought that the young secretary would be put to a halt after being refused, the security guard of the Finance Bureau saw his calm and beautiful face again as soon as he went to work the next day.

"The director is not here..." mechanical words spit out of the security guard's mouth.

"It's okay, I can wait." Wang Zijun was not anxious or impatient, and was calm. However, when he was sitting on the sofa, he whispered to Zhuo Changwei: "Remember when we came..."

The next day still...

On the third day, Wang Zijun came to the Finance Bureau on time, and Zhuo Changwei reported on time every day, which made the security guard feel restless and a little bored. He glared at Wang Zijun fiercely, but he was helpless.

This almost ridiculous thing quickly spread in the county town, and Wang Zijun, the youngest township party secretary in the county, slowly came into the eyes of cadres and the masses in the county.

On the fourth day, the security guard at the door had already prepared to let a township party secretary stand guard with him. However, what disappointed him was that the party secretary who came earlier than him two days ago did not come for the first time.

"Hmph, I'm young after all. After three minutes of popularity, everything is not like my nephew's lanterns-as usual!" The security guard at the door shook his head and sighed.

"jingle……"

A rapid phone ringing rang, and the security guard who hurriedly caught the phone immediately softened when he heard the caller ID: "Hello Director Yang."

Director Yang's voice on the phone was still full of majesty: "Old Zhao, is Wang Zijun from Xihezi Township here?"

"There is no director, he hasn't come yet." The security guard then looked out the door and confirmed that the familiar figure was not there, so he carefully reported it.

"Yeah, I understand." The phone hung up there.

I thought you would last for a few more days, but with this little patience, you dare to waste your time with me? Humph! The road you walk is not as good as the bridge I cross!
Chapter completed!