Chapter 16 Chapter 15: The Unexpected Harvest of Giving Gifts to Leaders

Yang Mingfeng is definitely a strong point when it comes to spending money.I got the bonus in the afternoon, and went to the shopping mall for less than two hours after dinner. I couldn't hold back the impulse, and basically exchanged it for the "Volkswagen" brand name.At work the next morning, Zhu Huixin looked up and down at the completely new Yang Mingfeng, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "This young man really caught up with the time." "Leaking secrets" got wind of it from nowhere, and ran into the house after a while.As soon as she entered the door, she yelled loudly: "I heard that a handsome guy came out packed, let me have a look too." She approached Yang Mingfeng, wiped her eyelids twice, and looked very old under his leather coat. After pinching the cuffs, he immediately came to a conclusion, "Pierre Cardin's leather jacket is okay, it just looks old." As he spoke, his eyes kept looking around, and he saw a new bag lying on the table. Immediately screamed in a fuss, "Oh, even the bag was changed, but this one is not good, why don't you change the skin?" "Leaking secrets" clicked his mouth and shook his head regretfully.

Hearing what she said, Yang Mingfeng was taken aback, and quickly defended, "I bought this at a Samsonite counter, and it cost over a thousand dollars, so it shouldn't be a fake." "What Samsonite? I've never heard of it!" "Leaking secrets" was a little dazed, and reached out to pick up the black nylon bag and flipped it around, sighing, "This is how expensive it is." Zhu Huixin smiled from the side and said, "Xiao Xie, you are out of date now. Young people are fashionable now, and my son also bought a bag similar to this one, which is even more expensive than his. It is said that it is also bulletproof. , Do you think it's ridiculous?"

Liu Lixin had just dispatched a comrade from the lower unit to handle errands, and he also came over, admiring the results of his shopping, and said carelessly: "Xiao Yang, these days are basically over, I think it was like this a year ago. You should also find time to do some shopping for your family, it’s fine to leave two days earlier.” As soon as he talked about purchasing for his family, Yang Mingfeng found himself in a difficult situation. He gritted his teeth and said, "The circulation is so developed now. What's available in big shopping malls in Beijing is also available at home. After thinking about it for a long time, I still don't know what to buy."

"I have experience with this." "Leaking secrets" quickly said, "When we go back to his hometown every year, we just buy some 'Liubiju' pickles, two bottles of 'Erguotou', and order a freshly baked roast duck before we leave. Drive it hot, it will still be fresh when it arrives.” "That's a good idea, that's a good idea." Liu Lixin nodded again and again, "Besides boiled mutton, these are the only things Beijing can bring." Hehe, Yang Mingfeng thought while laughing, but will the money be a little less?If he can earn and spend, according to his expectation, he has to spend all the bonuses he gets, that's what it means to be enjoyable.So, in addition to the shopping list listed in "Leaking Secrets", Yang Mingfeng bought a three-blade "Philips" razor for his father, and he was also thinking about the remaining two thousand yuan. The "advance payment" here is over, half of it is used to treat classmates, and half is used to accompany my mother to go shopping.

In the afternoon, still in the light of the newly baked roast duck, under Liu Lixin's repeated "requests", Yang Mingfeng was driven to Lizeqiao Coach Station by him.It's still cool to have a car!I heard from my father that those who enjoy this kind of car transfer treatment must be at the division level among the teachers in the army. Yang Mingfeng got off the "Fukang" car with big bags and small bags, feeling very good about himself.It's better to be a state-owned enterprise, comparable to a mother-in-law!Regardless of whether it is true or not, I did not expect to be separated from the ranks of the working people so soon. I wonder if this can be counted as the five-person-six that everyone often says?

Home, the best feeling is on the road, and that begins here!Yang Mingfeng felt that the annual Spring Festival travel season was actually more lively and exciting than that of Zheng'erba Passing the New Year.In the bus station, countless brains moved, with a mix of southern accents and northern accents, mighty and mighty, crowded shoulder to shoulder, guided by tweeters, swarming into gorgeous buses of various grades.For the same vision, go to all directions. The classmate had already called and said that he had given instructions to the conductor of the bus on duty.Yang Mingfeng had already had a deep understanding of the charm of being an official, so he took his time and slipped directly into the parking lot from the "exit gate".After wandering around for three times, I finally found the "Yutong" sleeper bus that was full of dust. The "pick-up" time is still early, the car is empty, and the skinny and short waitress is very polite, while eating melon seeds, she frees her mouth to point him out, it is better to sit in the back, the front is dirty, and there are many people getting on and off the car, Traveling all night, sleep and walk inward.

But as soon as the car drove out of Beijing, Yang Mingfeng felt something was wrong.He was the first to occupy the last row of bunks. When he exited the station, there were only four people. He didn’t expect to stop at the toll booth as soon as he got on the expressway. Now there are seven people crowded.The waiter was still shouting at the top of his voice: "Go to the back, there are many people in front, and the back is quiet." Yang Mingfeng sat up halfway, and in the dimness, he saw a person who looked like a grassroots cadre, who was being pushed and shoved by the surrounding passengers, and put it loudly. After a fart, the more he accelerated, the more he was "boomed" in front of his eyes, so he tried harder to hide in the corner of the car.

Turning sideways, facing the icy side of the car, closing his eyes, he was indeed much cleaner.But after sleeping until midnight, he was suddenly awakened by the whistling wind outside the car and the hissing horn.Frightened by the more violent bumps when the lights passed by and the turbulence of the airflow close at hand when the cars met, Yang Mingfeng was a little scared!Oh, if these long-distance vehicles are a little negligent and come into close contact with each other, even if they are ordered to stop, the first one whose head is squeezed will definitely be me!However, I used to ride overnight trains like this before, so how could I never be aware of this potential danger?

Now Yang Mingfeng has gradually become a little suspicious. Another way of expressing it can be said that he is no longer as simple as before.This "suspiciousness" is actually an important sign of his maturity.In the process of thinking and decision-making, adding the variable of "potential threat" at all times can often become a track changer that affects its final trend at the moment of decision-making! "No, I'm still young, and there are still many things waiting for me to do." Yang Mingfeng comforted himself in the dark with fear, and he didn't know how many times he said silently in his heart.Finally, "Golden Eyes" couldn't hold on any longer, curled up into a ball, muttered something in a daze, and resigned himself to his fate.

When he woke up again, the sky was already pale.The bus was driving briskly, and the roar of the rear engine seemed to be singing.There was silence outside the car, and the inexplicable sense of fear seemed like a dream.Yang Mingfeng wiped his oily face, and through the drizzle outside the car window, he roughly recognized the direction.what!The car has already entered the city, and now it is driving on the main road that was familiar in the past.It was on this road that he went to school, left school, went to school, and left school day after day, four times a day, 20 minutes each time, for six years.Walking and walking, I was in a daze for some reason, and suddenly I grew up.Later, as everyone knew, that little boy went to Beijing.

On the seventh day of the first month of the lunar calendar, after the Spring Festival, it is the legal first day to go to work.Although there are still few people on the street, business is sluggish.However, the major enterprises, public institutions and state agencies are already busily opening their doors.But this busyness is not as reported in the news. On the first day of work during the Spring Festival, the functional departments are busy with services.The reporter didn't even think about it before asking this question. The common people have been busy for a whole year, but these days they are finally free, and they are still indulging in debauchery. Who are you going to serve?No object. In fact, colleagues are busy going around the office, greeting each other with New Year's greetings, talking about what they ate, what they played, and where they traveled during the seven days.Finally, after group discussions and conclusions, a consensus was quickly formed. The biggest gains of this year are two: one is tiring; Liu Lixin was standing in the corridor with "Leaking Secret", and while greeting the passing comrades from time to time, he happily explained to her the secret of "Three Cup Chicken" cuisine: "...to make 'Three Cup Chicken', rice wine is the best. The key is. You must choose a kind of rice wine from Shaoxing, if you make it with other wine, the taste will be wrong." "Hey, stop talking nonsense, just tell me what brand it is, and I'll go out and buy a bottle in a while." "Leaking secrets" has obviously been dizzy by his talk, eager to try, eagerly nodding. "Huh? Where did you come from?" The two of them spotted Yang Mingfeng coming out of the elevator hall almost at the same time, carrying a big plastic bag. "Why don't you stay at home for a few more days?" Apparently with a new pair of glasses, the eyes looked round and bright. "Hey..." Yang Mingfeng's fair face showed a little bit of naivety, and he said cheerfully, "Drinking is the only thing that happens at home, so my father drove me back." "Your father is in the army, so you should be treated as if you were leading the army. It's really strict." "Leaking Secrets" curled his lips and said, "I can't bear to have my girl." "Look, the climate in the south is better than ours in Beijing. Xiao Yang has only been back for a few days, and his face has become slick." Liu Lixin patted Yang Mingfeng's shoulder appreciatively, shaking his eyes and smiling Say. "Hey, Xiao Yang, what delicious food did you bring everyone?" "Secret" stared at the bulging plastic bag in Yang Mingfeng's hand, his eyes became rounder and brighter. "There's nothing good about it, just some specialty products, and they're not worth much money. I guess everyone seldom eats them before, so bring them here to try." Yang Mingfeng said casually, but his face was full of joy. Sure enough, the "cake" and the "sugar" in this bag were quite popular with well-informed Beijingers, and they were almost snatched up in a short while.Zhu Huixin chewed a handful of broad beans with a "crack, crunch" in his mouth, and asked Yang Mingfeng with a smile: "Little Yang, it's the first time I go home after work, how do you feel?" "Hehe, the most obvious thing is that I frightened my mother by spending a lot of money." Yang Mingfeng was using a wet paper towel to wipe off the thin layer of dust on his table, and said proudly, "She said that she always heard that Beijingers are rich, and it was true after a long time of arguing. In the past, when the whole family went to the street to eat, it was my father who paid the bill. Now, after eating, I will pay the bill." "What kind of money do you have, but we are still called rich? You young people, the better days are coming." Zhu Huixin shook his arms disdainfully and said, "It's not like our old men and old ladies who will go home after two years. I can't earn any more money." She reached out to the table, grabbed another handful of beans, looked at Yang Mingfeng and asked with concern, "How are your parents? Are you in good health?" Yang Mingfeng thought about it carefully, stopped what he was doing, his voice suddenly became a little sad, and said sullenly: "I went home this time, and suddenly felt that my parents seemed to be much older and their energy was not as good as before. So I and Dad can talk until twelve o'clock at night, and now he gets sleepy early." "Your son is really good, and he can still talk to his father. The stubborn old man in our family can't talk to his son for more than ten words, and the two of you must fight." Zhu Huixin said enviously, and his voice seemed to be quite glorious. "So I have to accept it as soon as it's good, and come back quickly." Yang Mingfeng blinked quickly, and said with a smile, "If the novelty wears off, I'm going to fight with my mother." The first day passed so quickly, and I was in poverty until I got off work.When he got downstairs, Yang Mingfeng looked around for no one he knew, trotted a few steps, caught up with Liu Lixin who was taking out the car keys from his briefcase, and whispered in his ear, "Are you home at night? During the Spring Festival I brought a little present for the child from home." Liu Lixin stopped, looked at Yang Mingfeng with interest, and said happily, "At home, at home." It turned out that Yang Mingfeng had already considered it years ago, and this year he would visit the two families to pay New Year's greetings.One is Liu Lixin, and the other is Director Xu!In fact, this is also one of the reasons why he left home earlier and returned to work on time.Back home this year, one of my father's former students sent a box of oranges all the way from Fujian. The old professor was so moved that he took a vacation.From this point onwards, Yang Mingfeng felt more and more that he should take this opportunity to express his gratitude to the two people who helped him the most. Liu Lixin's wife, Yang Mingfeng had met several times before.This skinny and slender woman with long fair hair was the exact opposite of Liu Lixin's easy-going and generous personality.Every time she saw Yang Mingfeng, she always had a straight face, not very responsive to others, with a sullen and condescending look.Fortunately, during the usual chitchat, Yang Mingfeng had already remembered the stature of Liu Lixin's little daughter. Sure enough, as soon as he entered the room tonight, Mrs. Liu caught a glimpse of the Adidas sportswear paper bag in his hand, and finally saw the light on her face. , and made an exception to make him a cup of tea.Yang Mingfeng put down his things, took a few sips of water, said the New Year's greetings again, and immediately slapped his ass and left. Yang Mingfeng came out of Liu Lixin's house, thinking that his daughter finally bought Mrs. Liu a smile, and he was really happy.Looking at the time, it was just after eight o'clock, so I decided to do something quickly, taking advantage of the heat on the first day of work after the Spring Festival, and sent out all the stocks in my hand. Don't look at giving Liu Lixin a gift, it's easy and enjoyable, not difficult at all.However, to give Director Xu a gift, you still need to pay attention to some skills. Xu Aihua is a lesbian. She doesn't smoke or drink, and her child is in college. She really doesn't know what to buy.It's not appropriate to be too polite, and I'm not trying to get promoted, or I'm showing an attitude of knowing how to repay.If the etiquette is heavy, it will appear that the motive is not so pure, and it is still a question of whether people will accept it.Besides, what does her family lack?What's really missing, even my own small body can't carry it.The courtesy is too light, let alone carry a box of oranges over there. I have a low face, so Mr. Xu can't afford to lose this person to you. What can I give you?Yang Mingfeng's father, according to what his wife summed up for him, in his life, he would always walk around seeing the leaders on the road, so naturally he would not provide him with any constructive experience.However, he still slowly said a famous saying that inspired Yang Mingfeng: "Giving something to others, no matter how valuable it is, must be something you really like, so that it will be meaningful." What about psychologists! Yang Mingfeng pondered for several days, but he still couldn't come up with the best solution.On the day before I left, I really had no choice, so I decided to give it up—let’s bring some local products from my hometown.Xu is always from the south, so Yang Mingfeng bought two cans of pickles and a jar of "yellow mud snails". "Yellow mud snails" have a unique taste brewed in rice wine, salty with a slight sweetness, and a faint fishy smell. He hasn't seen any for sale in the north.And even in the south, not everyone can accept it, but Yang Mingfeng likes it very much.Didn't Dad say, give yourself something you really love, it should be the one that is high quality and low price!Of course, what Yang Mingfeng really loves is definitely more than this, he also likes cars.However, just because he earns a two-dollar master, even if he borrows money for consumption, he can't afford it now. Director Xu's house, Yang Mingfeng had never been there before, but he knew it was not very far from his dormitory.He returned to the lonely single dormitory, looked at the bedrolls that were still rolled up on the other two beds in the same room, made a rough draft in his mind, took out his mobile phone, and called Director Xu's home.Hearing the sound of "beep-beep-" connected through the receiver continuously, Yang Mingfeng's heart was still pounding with nervousness... The person who answered the phone was a calm and mature male voice: "Hi, may I ask who you are looking for?" Yang Mingfeng guessed that this must be her husband who is engaged in technology in the group's research institute. "Hello, is Director Xu at home?" Yang Mingfeng replied in a respectful and childish voice.The reason why he called him "Director" instead of "Mr. Xu" was that he hoped that the other party would understand that it was not idlers who came to harass him. Sure enough, a man's gentle greeting came from the receiver: "Aihua, it seems to be a call from a comrade in your office." Following a series of sounds of slippers from far to near, Director Xu's soft Jiangnan accent came over, and he was quite polite: "I'm Xu Aihua, who are you?" This voice was obviously different from hers The reserved, soft-but-hard tone that is used in the office, so that if a stranger who doesn't know what's going on sounds at first, he may think it is a gentle and virtuous housewife. "Director, I'm Yang Mingfeng." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Yang Mingfeng's feeling of apprehension just now eased a lot.He turned into the microphone and said respectfully, "I want to wish you New Year greetings from your family! I wonder if it's convenient now?" He didn't dare to say gifts, gifts can be refused, but it's unlucky to refuse New Year greetings. "Hehe, Xiao Yang." When the director heard that it was this little devil, his voice became cheerful, "Come on, come on, come to our house and recognize the door." "Okay, then I'll go there right away." Yang Mingfeng smiled all over his face, "Tell me your home address." According to Liu Lixin's personnel records, Mr. Xu's husband is Chu Jiwen, an old householder in Beijing, and a banner man who works as a "senior engineer" in a research institute affiliated to Yuanhong Group.This person is proficient in playing, playing and singing, and knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Apart from his technical achievements, he is completely in line with his status as "the first batch of masters after the resumption of the college entrance examination". He is known as one of the three great talents of the Yuanhong Group .But Yang Mingfeng had never met him before, so that's all he knew. Half of the community where Mr. Xu lives is a family building bought by the Ministry. The heights are scattered, the grades are different, and the apartment types are different.Both Zhang Hongwei and Zhu Huixin live in this community.Previously, according to Master Zhu's own confession, she and Mr. Xu still live in distant neighbors in the front and back buildings. Twenty minutes later, under the light of sporadic fireworks flickering in the sky, a tall black figure, with a big bag in his hand, appeared stealthily in the community.Yang Mingfeng slid along the wall, lowered his head, trembling like a thief, fearing that he would run into an acquaintance by accident.Ouch, among those standing under the shadow of the lamp in the distance, one of them seems to be the cunning director of the trade union office!Yang Mingfeng was panicked, he hurriedly unzipped the down jacket, tucked the big bag into his arms with great effort, and buried his head even lower.But when he slipped past them and listened to their voices, Yang Mingfeng couldn't help cursing to himself, look at your talent!It turned out that they were a few uncles and aunts walking their dogs, who were talking to their parents.He summoned up the courage to tilt his head and take a closer look at them. Hey, they are all here and there. Compared with the director of the trade union office, that person is much shorter. This is called a guilty conscience, but I am giving something to others, not stealing something, so what is the guilty conscience?Wouldn't it be more troublesome if he was evasive like this and might actually recruit the security guards in the community?Yang Mingfeng's own thinking has cleared up first, and he feels that the safest way is to quickly pass through the "blockade".As long as the big bags are sent out empty-handed, even if you encounter "pseudo soldiers" who are interrogating you, you won't be afraid. Raising his legs high and lowering his feet lightly, according to Mr. Xu's instructions, Yang Mingfeng quickly found the sixteen-story slab building sandwiched between the two tallest towers, and went straight into the easternmost unit door... He came to Mr. Xu's house and stood still, took out a big bag and held it in his hand, zipped up the down jacket in a regular manner, stabilized his mind a little, and reached out to pat the doorbell. "Ding dong!" As the music sounded from inside, Yang Mingfeng quickly took a step back, put his face upright in front of the dark door mirror, and waited for inspection.Unexpectedly, there was no light in the small hole, and the door opened.Mr. Xu was wearing a homely thin sweater, standing inside the door with a smile. "Happy New Year, Director!" Yang Mingfeng quickly bent over, and paid New Year's greetings to the leader first. "Welcome, welcome! Happy New Year, Xiao Yang!" The director said in repeated voices, and quickly stretched out his hand to let him into the bright and spacious room. Just as the director bent down to take slippers for him from the shoe cabinet, a tall and capable middle-aged man came out of the room to welcome him.On his ruddy and shiny long-melon face, there was a hint of arrogance between his brows.With a cigarette in his hand, Chu Jiwen narrowed his eyes and said with the same enthusiasm: "You are Xiao Yang, I have heard of it, I have heard of it, please come in." Yang Mingfeng changed into his slippers, walked into the living room, put the gift bag on the coffee table, and said with a casual smile, "I brought you some yellow snails and pickles from home." "Hehe, this thing is good, thank you, thank you!" Looking at the director's happy face, he really looked like a housewife who picked up a small bargain.She reached out her hand to take out the porcelain pot from the bag, looked at it twice, then held it up to her husband standing beside her, and said in an obviously coquettish voice, "Ji Wen, look, Xiao Yang knows how to buy things. I used to When I was at home, I often ate it, but it was delicious." The husband took the porcelain pot, looked at it carefully with great interest, and said with a smile: "Okay, then you can eat more, and I will eat less." He put the pot on the coffee table, pointed to the LCD TV opposite the The long sofa said politely: "Xiao Yang, sit down!" Then he turned to Director Xu and said, "Hey, hurry up and pour water for the guests." "Hey, hey..." The director repeatedly agreed, turned around to the water dispenser, opened the door of the cabinet below, and took out a paper cup to make tea for Yang Mingfeng. Chu Jiwen swaggered and sat in the middle of the sofa, and asked Yang Mingfeng with concern: "Did you stay at home for a few days? Are your parents okay?" "I've been away from home for many years, and it's almost enough to stay for a few days." Yang Mingfeng replied a little embarrassedly, "There are still many things in the office, and I will be busy as soon as I go to work." The director came over with a cup of hot tea in both hands, bent down and put it on the coffee table in front of him, pulled a small plastic chair by the window and sat opposite them with a smile and said: "Our place, to put it bluntly, is a 'No matter where', there are many capable young men, and the boss is always willing to catch us when we work up and down. It's just right that you come back earlier, and everyone is here. I was thinking about holding a general meeting tomorrow, so that we Let’s arrange the work quickly.” Chu Jiwen waved his hands in dissatisfaction and said, "Your work is too busy, and it's just something that offends others, and you don't feel at ease during the New Year. I often tell Aihua, don't always be so serious, hard work is thankless." The director rolled his eyes at him angrily and said: "Xiao Yang is just working to lay the foundation, so don't teach him like that." "Hey, what's the matter? While you're young, you should understand this truth earlier. Good morning." Chu Jiwen casually threw a cigarette to Yang Mingfeng, lit it, and took a light puff. Yang Mingfeng didn't dare to speak, he just smoked and kept laughing foolishly. "Xiao Yang, drink water, drink water." The director said without thinking, picked up the cup he hadn't drunk a few times in front of him, stood up and walked to the water dispenser. "Xiao Yang, I heard that your articles are well written, do you like something else?" Chu Jiwen glanced at his wife's back with disdain, turned his head, and asked Yang Mingfeng seriously. Yang Mingfeng said quickly: "I also like some classical music, such as Paganini and Bach. When I was young, I learned to play the violin." "Oh, this is good, this is good!" Chu Jiwen immediately looked very excited, stood up rubbing his hands, opened a glass door next to the TV wall, and said proudly while writhing eagerly inside, "How many do I have here?" A good record brought back from abroad, let me play it for you..." The stereo in the director's house is really good, at least it is quasi-professional.Hearing this, Yang Mingfeng immediately pricked up his ears and listened engrossed. Unknowingly, he separated the sounds of several musical instruments from the magnificent symphony ensemble with his ears, and showed off and commented on Chu Jiwen from time to time according to the timbre. "Okay, okay!" Chu Jiwen bumped into his bosom friend, and praised him repeatedly, "Little Yang, it's rare that you have a talent for music. Let's do this," he looked at Yang Mingfeng enthusiastically, and said earnestly, "We There is just a shortage of young people, and I will let you know when the next event is held, you can play with us first." Seeing Yang Mingfeng's embarrassed expression, the director hurriedly said for him: "Oh, Xiao Yang has a lot of things to do, how can I spend so much time with you." "Hey, what you said is wrong." Chu Jiwen stared dissatisfiedly, "What is the purpose of doing work? Isn't it for living? If you only know about work, don't delay both in the end. You Look at Liu Lixin at your place, isn't he doing a good job? Now that the position of deputy director is clearly vacant, but Da Wenbin refuses to give it to him, do you think he offended someone?" Director Xu wiped his eyelids, and said disapprovingly, "There may be other reasons, we don't know, so we shouldn't talk nonsense." She stroked the cuff of her sweater, and said in a slightly complaining tone, " It’s not good for everyone to spread the word.” Yang Mingfeng agreed, but it was inconvenient to say anything, so he hurriedly nodded vigorously to the director. "What's the matter, the whole group is not stupid, who can't see it, who should listen to it?" Chu Jiwen leaned on the back of the chair, folded his legs, and said haha, "I see, their group I don't need to scold them, if I were Liu Lixin, I would block the door and scold them every day, they would be honest." Yang Mingfeng saw that the director was sitting aside and didn't speak anymore, so he knew that it was time for him to leave. The couple sent Yang Mingfeng to the elevator entrance before turning back to the room. Xu Aihua locked the door, smiled teasingly behind her husband and said, "You bastard, I don't believe you when you look at that arrogant look just now, how dare you?" Scold Da Wenbin." "Then what's the matter?" Chu Jiwen turned his head and rolled his eyes and said, "When he was in the research institute, he just suppressed me. If one day he dares to bully my wife again, believe it or not? I will beat him Woolen cloth!" "Hehehe..." Xu Aihua laughed coquettishly, and patted her husband's shoulder loudly, "With Da Wenbin's small stature, I'm sure I can't beat you. But let me tell you first, beating someone is against the law." .” Yang Mingfeng walked out of the building, feeling an indescribable joy all over his body!It turned out to be very simple to give gifts to leaders.No wonder there is an old saying that "officials don't give gifts".More importantly, today's trip has "earned" compared with the income and expenditure.It seems to be a very complicated question that has troubled me for a long time, but I found the answer easily: the reason why Liu Lixin was "honored" as the most famous super "reserve" cadre in the group headquarters was because he offended the big boss Da Wenbin!But what is the reason?Does he know it now? Thinking of Chu Jiwen who blatantly and daringly divulged the core "secrets" of the leadership, Yang Mingfeng couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart, only strength is attractive.Although he has no position and no authority, he is able to manage a sub-bureau-level wife who is respected and feared by others outside. This is already a masterpiece.Not to mention being proud of one's talents, laughing and cursing, it is quite a legacy of ancient literati and refined scholars, and that is called level. Looking at the world with a cold eye is a very high state of thought, and living in this state is definitely a kind of enjoyment.I dare not extravagantly hope that I can have this blessing in this life, maybe I can only be a layman and live with my tail between my legs.Hey, thinking about it from another angle, maybe Chu Jiwen just broke the pot?That can't be said for sure.