The old man was very happy.

Looking at the meal voucher in front of her, Chen Jingwen asked, "Is it real?"

"Of course it's real, or I'll ask the waiter to come over."

Zhang Biao said with a smile.

This roll was given to him by Zhang Yaoyang himself, and Zhang Yaoyang could give him a fake one.

"No, no, no." Chen Jingwen shook her head and said, "I'm talking about the transfer."

Chen Jingwen has worked in Jinghai Bank for four years.

When she first joined the unit, she thought the leader valued her very much and would train her in the future, and maybe she could become the president.

However, half a year, a year, two years, three years...

Time passed day by day.

Chen Jingwen is still working as a teller.

She also knows that she has no connections and no background, and there is no hope of transfer.

Just a teller, but tellers are the lowest paid in the bank.

Relatives all think that she is very respectable working in a bank, but they don't know that her income is not worthy of this respectability.

"Of course it's true." Zhang Biao said with a smile and a little proud.

"Do you have such a powerful relative?"

Chen Jingwen asked in surprise.

"Who doesn't have a few capable relatives?" Zhang Biao replied.

Although they all have the surname Zhang and there are connections between the ancestral halls, it's still a bit of a stretch to say that they are relatives.

Chen Jingwen asked curiously: "Who is it? Do I know him?"

Zhang Biao said: "Have you heard of Zhang Yaoyang's name?"

Chen Jingwen nodded: "Of course I have heard of it. He is a big customer of our bank and is a good friend of our President Zheng."

"Wait." Chen Jingwen took a deep breath: "Zhang Yaoyang can't be your relative."

Zhang Biao laughed and nodded mysteriously.

"Really!" Chen Jingwen was overwhelmed by happiness.

Zhang Biao and Zhang Yaoyang are relatives, so she will be able to rise to prominence in Jinghai Bank in the future.

You know, it is difficult to get promoted in a bank without connections and background.

Bai Jinhan.

"Is your girlfriend adapted to her new position?" Zhang Yaoyang said as he poured tea for Zhang Biao.

"She is very adapted to it. She has been very excited these days." Zhang Biao said with a smile.

Bank administrative department staff will not deal with customers. They mainly serve leaders and employees of the bank, so the work pressure can be said to be the smallest, and the work content is relatively flexible and very elastic. And they have more contact with leaders, are easily appreciated by leaders, and have a high probability of promotion.

Zhang Yaoyang nodded: "It's good to adapt. If you don't like it, I will change her."

Zhang Biao said: "Mr. Zhang, if you have something in the future, just say hello to me. If I hesitate for a second, I don't deserve the surname Zhang."

"Haha." Zhang Yaoyang laughed: "We are all family, why are you polite."

Zhang Biao laughed.

A man who eats someone's food will be soft-hearted, and a man who takes someone's money will be short-handed.

After receiving Zhang Yaoyang's benefits, he naturally has to work for Zhang Yaoyang.

Zhang Biao is not an ignorant person.

Zhang Yaoyang said: "I am a few years older than you. From now on, I will call you A Biao and you call Brother Yang, so that we won't be alienated."

"Okay, Zhang... Brother Yang." Zhang Biao smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Yaoyang asked: "A Biao, are your parents still farming?"

Zhang Biao nodded, "They have been farmers all their lives."

Zhang Yaoyang said: "You are now the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team. It's time for the old couple to come to the city to enjoy a peaceful life."

Zhang Biao scratched his head embarrassedly: "I still live in the dormitory of the unit and haven't saved enough money to buy a house."

Zhang Yaoyang said: "Then you have to hurry up. The economy is developing very fast now, and housing prices may rise at any time."

"Yeah." Zhang Biao laughed awkwardly.

He also wanted to buy a house, but his salary was not high.

At this time, Zhang Yaoyang pretended to remember something, and she looked at Chen Shuting on the side, "Tingting, is the convenience store opposite our club going to be transferred?"

Chen Shuting reacted quickly, "It seems so, the boss is going abroad."

"You go and transfer that store." Zhang Yaoyang then said to Zhang Biao, "A Biao, it may cost 10,000 or 20,000 yuan to open a convenience store now. If uncles and aunts don't have enough money, I will advance them first, and they will pay me back when they make money."

"Enough, enough." Zhang Biao replied hurriedly.

The area where Bai Jinhan is located is a prime area, how can the business be bad.

As for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, you want to open a convenience store in such a good area?

Zhang Biao is not a fool.

He knew that Zhang Yaoyang gave him the money.

However, Zhang Biao dared to accept it.

He knew that Zhang Yaoyang was a gangster.

What's wrong with being a gangster?

So many leaders accepted it

Why can't he take Zhang Yaoyang's money?

Jinghai Daily.

In the newspaper office, Meng Yu stretched herself. She was exhausted recently.

As a reporter, as long as she received reports from the masses, she would investigate the truth.

However, the manuscript she was writing today was a case provided by her trainee master.

Her master Li Qun received an anonymous report that the Hongyu Meat Processing Plant in Jinghai slaughtered dead pigs.

However, Li Qun was beaten by the slaughterhouse manager and others, and the camera was snatched away.

Now she is hospitalized in Jinghai People's Hospital and diagnosed with chest contusion and kidney contusion.

After Li Qun called the police, the police also filed a case and cooperated with the epidemic prevention department for quarantine.

However, no problematic pork was found.

Li Qun wanted to expose the incident, but the media were all silent.

Hongyu Meat Processing Plant obviously did public relations and carried out public opinion control.

So, Li Qun found Meng Yu.

Meng Yu is Meng Dehai's daughter.

Li Qun didn't believe they could shut Meng Yu up.

"Meng Yu."

At this time, the editor-in-chief Wei Hua came over.

"Editor-in-chief, is there anything?"

Meng Yu stood up and asked.

Wei Hua took some materials and came to Meng Yu: "Parents of students in No. 11 Middle School reported that their students were food poisoned. They suspected that the school cafeteria used expired and spoiled ingredients. You are responsible for following up."

"But my manuscript is not revised..." Meng Yu pointed to his desk.

Wei Hua said: "It's okay, I will help you with this manuscript, you go to No. 11 Middle School first."

"Okay, I'll go there." Meng Yu said, and left with her bag.

In the same office, Meng Yu's colleagues all saw it.

Meng Yu is not an ordinary relative.

The editor-in-chief personally fed Meng Yu.

After a while, Bao Qing walked into Wei Hua's office. He saw Wei Hua revising the manuscript and took a closer look.

After reading it, Bao Qing frowned and said, "This article cannot be published."

This is a report about the slaughter of dead pigs in a meat processing plant.

Some news will cause panic among the people and have a negative impact on social order if published.

Wei Hua said, "Meng Yu wrote it."

"I don't care who wrote it...Meng Yu wrote it?"

Bao Qing was stunned.

"Yeah." Wei Hua shrugged, "It's not bad."

No need to change it, it can be published directly.

Bao Qing sighed.

"Isn't this causing trouble for us?" Bao Qing rubbed his head and said, "This article cannot be published. The social impact is too bad."

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