I never hit anyone.

The person being hit is not a person.

At noon, I received a notice to have a meeting in the afternoon.

While eating, I didn't meet Ye Wansheng. I was bored. I didn't see Ding Mo Village either.

It seems that the arrival of Ding Mo Village is just a formality. Put some pressure on Ye Xiufeng. Let him know that from now on, there will be another three places!

The three places have to catch up from behind.

Be the most handsome boy!

The meeting will begin on time at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Yong arrived at a time jam. Neither early nor late.

One second earlier, wasted.

One second late, late.

The layout of the conference room is also very sophisticated.

I don’t know who is so talented that he created a large platter of seats. It looks like a United Nations meeting.

In the middle is Ye Xiufeng's position, showing that he is the leader of the joint investigation team.

The three directions around it are three different places.

Zhang Yong saw his name tag. Yes, it was facing the door. It seemed to be the main seat?

On his left was the Party Affairs Investigation Department. He saw Ye Wansheng. On his right was the Postal Inspection Department. He saw Li Shiqun. Ding Mocun did not appear.

Sure enough, Ding Mocun came to cheer Li Shiqun up.

He is now the director of the Postal Inspection Department, on an equal footing with the other two departments. How could he attend such a meeting?

Li Shiqun is the section chief. Zhang Yong is the team leader. Ye Wansheng is the captain...

Wait. Ye Wansheng seems not qualified?

Then I saw Feng Jiliang come in. Oh, he is the representative of No.1.

Okay. Everyone is here.

They are all acquaintances.

Then have a meeting.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

Ye Xiufeng cleared his throat.

Zhang Yong buried his head in writing and wrote quickly. He painted portraits of beautiful girls.

He also knows a little bit about two-dimensional beautiful girl avatars. He liked them quite a lot in his previous life. It’s a pity that he can’t draw them well.

Why do you like meetings? It’s because you can draw!

I usually don’t have time, but I definitely have time for meetings. Otherwise, why would I come to a meeting?

We can't fight...

Every time I have a meeting, I can concentrate on painting. I never have to worry about being disturbed. It is quieter than being alone.

"Zhang Yong!"

"Zhang Yong!"

Suddenly I heard someone calling my name.

Zhang Yong silently put down his pencil. He listened carefully and found that it was Feng Jiliang calling him.

he?

What are you calling yourself for? Am I familiar with you?

"Zhang Yong!"

At this time, Ye Xiufeng's voice came.

Only then did Zhang Yong realize that it was Ye Xiufeng who called his name, but he was distracted.

oh……

Excuse me……

stand up……

"Director Ye!" Zhang Yong stood at attention, "Please give instructions!"

Ye Xiufeng:???

other people:???

What Director Ye?

What are you yelling about?

Zhang Yong thought to himself, I did it on purpose.

I called Director Ye on purpose. It was not wrong anyway. You will be Director from now on.

"I am the deputy director..."

"Sooner or later you will be promoted to director."

"Be careful what you say."

"I am responsible for what I say."

"sit down."

"yes."

Zhang Yong sat down politely.

Ye Xiufeng hesitated to speak. Everyone else had different expressions.

Feng Jiliang thought, this Zhang Yong is really good at flattering him. His flattering skills are so innovative.

Director Ye...

He really dared to say it.

However, it is indeed possible for Ye Xiufeng.

Compared with Xu Enzeng, Ye Xiufeng's background is obviously stronger. It's just that the timing is wrong.

Everything has a first-come, first-served basis.

Xu Enzeng sat on the director's seat first, and those who came after him could only wait.

If Xu Enzeng goes down one day, his replacement will definitely be Ye Xiufeng. There will be no other candidates.

However, Xu Enzeng was still in office.

I don't know what Ye Xiufeng thinks.

"It's a meeting. Don't talk about anything else." Ye Xiufeng said slowly.

"Yes." Zhang Yong answered loudly.

Then bury your head.

Keep painting.

Ye Xiufeng thought he was concentrating on taking notes.

Others couldn't help but look puzzled. When did Zhang Yong become so eager to learn?

The sun really comes out from the west.

When did the gangsters from Shanghai become so motivated?

Then I secretly felt bad.

The hooligans are not to be feared, but the hooligans are literate...

"Zhang Yong!"

Ye Xiufeng suddenly shouted again.

His voice was much softer than before. He seemed to have a good impression of him.

No matter what, he has to wear a lot of clothes, but he can't flatter him. It's impossible to say that Ye Xiufeng doesn't want to be the director. He's going crazy.

However, Xu Enzeng has been dominating, and there is nothing he can do for the time being.

"arrive!"

Zhang Yong stood up immediately.
To be continued...