Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1455

Chapter 1455

"It's still useful. You go back, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep. Don't pay too much attention to Yang Jihong's affairs. Trust the organization. I have asked the training center to equip you with a maid to take care of your daily life—of course It is temporary, and how to arrange it in the future is up to you to decide."

After sending away the dazed Old Man Yang, Xiao Zishan shook the phone twice, picked up the phone, and said, "Pick up the Fangcaodi principal's office!"

The call was connected quickly, and a veteran of this level would not go home so early to go to bed.

"Zhixiang—"

"It's Director Xiao, what else do you need to order at this late hour? Do you want to recommend some life secretaries to study in high school? No problem!"

"You know about Yang Xinwu, right? He came to me again today and offered to take the blame himself!"

"Fuck! Is there such a thing?!"

"Xin Wu is a person who values ​​love and righteousness, and is a bit emotional. After Yang Jihong was arrested, it was inevitable that his provocative words were a little careless. You, the principal, should care more about comrades!"

"Director Xiao, don't worry, Ziguang and I are going to see Xinwu. I have all the wine ready. It's okay, just keep it on me."

"I don't think he's in good health. If the school's work can arrange it, I suggest you arrange a vacation for him to recuperate."

"I will do it!"

Xiao Zishan put down the phone and looked out the window at the dark night.It seems that Lin Xiaoya's case is very serious!Yang Yuanlao's sudden insanity today is a bit unreasonable.He had to divert his attention as soon as possible.

He picked up the receiver again:
"A training center? I'm Xiao Zishan. Did I ask you to choose the candidates last time? The level doesn't matter, the important thing is that the cup size should be D. I know that there are very few people who meet the requirements - there are a few and choose a few. Tomorrow morning Send their files to my desk, yes, I will see them after I go to work."

He put down the phone, thought for a while, took out the PHS from the locked drawer, and dialed a number:
"Nanhai? Are you still in the tea house? What a blessing. There is an old man named Yang Xinwu—you know? That's good. To make a long story short: I heard that he has been hanging around with you recently. I want to invite you Do me a favor, check who has been to your tea house tonight? It would be even better if your people can recall who has seen this old man Yang Yuan. Can you give me news tomorrow? Great!"

Yang Xinwu was sent home by the staff of the office, without changing his clothes, he just lay down on the bed and slept until the next day, when the sky was bright, he took out his watch and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the morning - this is never since D-Day. No, he usually arrives at his office in Fangcaodi at 06:30.

Quickly got up and called Zhang Zhixiang on PHS.Before he spoke, the other party had already spoken:
"The general office notified us yesterday that you need a recuperation-style vacation. You can rest at home these few days. Ziguang and I come to see you after work." Zhang Zhixiang's tone was a bit strange—you must know that vacation is a kind of vacation. Good things are simply a fantasy for the elders.

A good night's sleep made his drowsy mind become clear. These days, he has never felt so clear and sober.It was as if the whole person had revived again.In the general mind of the world, everything suddenly has a clue.

"What the hell did I do!" Yang Xinwu scratched his hair, suddenly realizing what a stupid thing he did last night.

Cheng Yong... He originally wanted to curse the woman who talked nonsense to him last night and almost caused him to stumble into eternal hatred, but suddenly realized that he had forgotten her name, and no matter how hard he tried to recall at this moment, he couldn't even remember her face clearly Now, I vaguely remember a general outline and the feeling of "stunning glance" in my mind.

Looking back now, he also vaguely realized that this woman was using him. Although he didn't know the motive of the other party, but at the time when he was desperate, it seemed that this was the only feasible way.Secondly, at that time he was already tormented by the anger of disappointment - he found that he could not exert any influence in this matter!Must quietly wait for the judgment of the will of some people who don't know where to sit!He didn't know who these people were, what they would base their decisions on, and he didn't even know on which day they would make their decisions.

He begged his grandpa to tell his grandma everywhere, and went to every place he could think of that might be related to the case.Every place gave him polite and even warm and considerate relief, but there was no useful answer.

A strong sense of humility before the organization enveloped him.The behemoth of the Senate is so huge, even though he is called a veteran, he is so small and pitiful!
He took up the position of education, on the one hand, because he valued education, and believed that there would always be people who need to do unknown work, and on the other hand, he wanted to stay away from the struggles of various factions in the Senate.He's had enough of this kind of thing in the bank.

But if you stay away from the power struggle, you will also stay away from the power center.Being a soy saucer comes with a price.Now he deeply understands what the price is.

Thinking of the idea that Old Wu gave him when he was drinking boring tea at the farm tea house a few days ago:

"You only need to say one sentence in court in public: 'I respect the law, and Jihong was punished by the law for a reason, but after all, she is the woman I spent together in the early days of time travel, and it is even more so that I have not The mother who gave birth to a child, so my family will always have her place.' With this sentence, whether it is the arbitration tribunal or the executive committee, I have to sell your face—at least you are a veteran.”

But... this is so fucking useless!If you still suffer this kind of uselessness when you come to this time and space, you might as well accept the punishment in the bank, get the subsistence allowance to survive, and go out to collect debts and forget it!
In contrast, Cheng Han's proposal was a bit shocking.Thinking about it makes one's blood boil -- it's a pity that it's too pitty, if I really jumped in, I would really be buried.

I was thinking wildly about my own sulking.The doorbell vibrated.When he opened the door, he saw Zhang Zhixiang, the principal, and his school buddy Yuan Ziguang behind him.Yuan Ziguang was carrying a few bottles of wine, Zhang Zhixiang was holding a big rattan basket, and a scent was already coming to his nostrils
Principal Zhang is a culinary expert with a chef certificate, but because of his busy work, he will only cook in person on big occasions such as teachers' dinners or the annual meeting of the Senate. Usually, he is too lazy to cook. School cafeteria solution.

Cooking in person this time can be called caring.

Zhang Zhixiang smiled and said, "Old Yang, I know you're not feeling well, let's talk to each other well."

Because there was no one to clean up, Yang Xinwu's dormitory was in a mess. The three of them asked for an open space in the living room, and put down the food and drinks around the table.

Zhang Zhixiang was pouring half a glass of rum, and then filled it with soda and handed it to Yang Xinwu: "Why don't you have a wife! Come on, drink this glass of rum, the world of the Senate is ours, there are many loli, Sister Yu and the mature woman are waiting for us to enjoy, so don’t forget about mother-in-law and mother.”

"That's right, there is no hurdle we can't get over. We are preparing for the Plaid Skirt Club right now - we have something to do again." Yuan Ziguang's saliva almost dripped into the wine.

"What!? What kind of club is this, why didn't you tell me, I warned you not to mess around!" Zhang Zhixiang's voice raised an octave.

"Boss, let me explain. This is a suggestion made by many elders. Now the literary and art groups are seriously short of talents, so I asked the Education Committee to set up a special art class in Fangcaodi for targeted education. This is not a shady hobby." Yuan Ziguang Hastily explained.

"Let me tell you, don't pretend to be public and private to fill your bad tastes! Give me a face, I can't afford to lose that person!"

"Don't worry, this time it must be a formal procedure. Didn't the Senate keep saying that there are too few cultural activities? We are serving the Senate."

……

Yang Xinwu stared straight at them, then downed a glass of wine: "Boss, Lao Yuan, let me ask you a question, why did you come to this time and space?"

A few people froze for a moment, thinking about the ethnographic museum, teaching young girls from all over the world, subduing temptation, etc. in their minds, but they didn't connect to them all of a sudden.

"Aren't we coming to this time and space to pursue a new life? Do we hope to achieve a career and become the talker of this world? We thought that the new time and space had enough resources, backed by the Senate, to do a good job When the organization develops and grows, we will have the opportunity to guide the country in the future, but it seems that our ideas are too naive! Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the Senate is a big river and lake. Every place is the same! We are comfortable in the ivory tower of Fangcaodi, but we are being marginalized day by day and lose the right to speak. This time, besides going to Director Xiao every day for the matter of becoming popular, I I wasted my life there, I can’t do anything, I can’t even hear any news. I almost fell victim to a woman yesterday!” He asked faintly, “Is the world of the Senate really ours?”

"Of course this world belongs to us. As long as one person, one vote, even if the meeting is just for soy sauce, they will still have to pay us." Zhang Zhixiang said in relief, "Your situation is special. Even if it is Ma Qianzhu's life secretary If something like this happens, he might not be able to get any better."

"The duke doesn't have a life secretary at all—these guys are smart!" Yang Xinwu took a bite of Zhang Zhixiang's secret donkey meat, "He has Tang Tang, and the Queen, what life secretary do we need? We can't compare!"

"Don't you have Mr. Wen..."

"Mr. Wen doesn't care at all. To him, the life secretary is an inflatable doll who can do housework and talk." Yang Xinwu sighed, a little envious of Mr. Wen's cool and unrestrained attitude towards women.

(End of this chapter)

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