"Director, have you heard about Xiaozhuang."

"What's wrong with Xiaozhuang?" Niu Dameng asked with his eyes wide open.

Zhang Yifu blamed the people in this power plant for being stupid. He didn't rush to inform the factory manager of such a big good thing.

"You really don't know what happened last night?"

"I really don't know. I fell asleep early. I'll send my leader away today and go back here. The first person I meet is you."

"Haha." Zhang Yifu laughed, "Then I'll congratulate you here, you're going to be your father-in-law."

"Brother-in-law?" Niu Dameng's first reaction was that Zhang Yifu scolded him, but he really couldn't think of a reason to scold his eunuch. After thinking about it, he came back to his senses, "What? Ye Qingqing agreed???!"

"I guess you don't know the whole factory." Zhang Yifu crossed his legs and laughed, "It's going to cost you to prepare a bride and propose a marriage."

"It's good to spend money! OK!!!" Niu Dameng was sure of it and was overjoyed for a moment!

Although he often fights with his son, he still feels distressed after all, especially after Xiaozhuang's mother left. Watching his son get married and starts a career has always been an important task for Niu Dameng, far exceeding the desire of ordinary fathers.

What's more, Ye Qingqing has no choice but to be good at appearance and talent, has a steady person and excellent job. She is really a perfect daughter-in-law, just to cure her son's temper.

"Okay! OK!" Niu Dameng instantly restored to a pure man, a pure father, and began to mutter in surprise, "I haven't mentioned the kiss... I don't know the rules... I have to find someone to ask carefully."

"Yes, right. Hurry up and convene the leadership team and discuss it carefully."

"Haha, your mouth!"

The two of them smiled at each other. Both of them had good things to come, and the crack was finally covered.

At the afternoon regular meeting, Niu Dameng finished his speech with a smile, including Zhang Yifu's promotion and Qiu Ling's career in the information room.

The attitudes towards these two are naturally very different.

Zhang Yifu is a hero who defeated the evil forces in our factory and a hero who achieved the glory of reducing consumption. His talents are good with interpersonal handling. Although he is still young, after experiencing these things, no one has any complaints or applause and joy.

As for Qiu Ling, he was facing the opposite situation. When our factory was in trouble and wanted to achieve success, he did not stand up. When our factory was facing a crisis and was criticized by evil forces, he was the first to rebel and surrender to the enemy. In addition, he was often embarrassed during the discussion and completely offended Niu Dameng, so he would never look up in his life.

After the announcement, everyone looked at Qiu Ling coldly, and even those who were slightly closer would have to keep a distance in the future.

This time, it really has nothing to do with Zhang Yifu. If you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die. It’s not that you can’t offend Niu Dameng, but at least you must have the ability to offend him. Zhang Yifu’s previous actions must have violated Niu Dameng’s wishes, but now you are still the section chief?

Why do you Qiu Ling have the courage to do this? Your thighs are just a joke!

After the meeting, no one left immediately, and made an appointment to surround Zhang Yifu. Congratulations. Wang Zhenhua, who had never been convinced in the past, was also smiling at this time, and Huang Hongbin, who was unshaven, couldn't stop talking. Even Duan Youwei was a mess this time, and he came over to congratulate him for a few words before leaving.

It just happened to be the weekend, and Zhang Yifu was inevitable to set up a table and banquet.

But before that, he had one more thing to do. He pulled Niu Xiaozhuang, called Lao Wang and Sister Zhao, went back to his office together, moved on to the computer, picked up the stationery, and the group rushed to the territory of the technical department on the third floor. He pushed the door open and smashed the venue.

At this moment, Qiu Ling was sitting on a chair in a daze, looking at the sunset, thinking about life, but suddenly saw such a group of demons and monsters fucking in.

"This room is great, you can bask in the sun." Zhang Yifu nodded in nowhere and put down his pen holder folder.

"The computer is put on the desk!" Niu Xiaozhuang moved the computer host and put it on the desk without moving forward.

Li Weifeng also followed closely and let the monitor return to its position.

Qiu Ling, this time, no longer had the temper, no more capital to be angry, no more capital to speak, just sat limply without moving.

Faced with such a corpse, Zhang Yifu didn't even step on it.

Maybe other people have it?

"Old Wang, do you have anything to tell Section Chief Qiu?" Zhang Yifu smiled at Lao Wang.

As the existence of Lao Wang, he has been suppressed by Qiu Ling for many years, and he has never looked up. Although Zhang Yifu is replaced, everyone knows that Zhang Yifu will be promoted soon, and the position of section chief will be vacant again. Lao Wang has undoubtedly become a very competitive candidate.

Unexpectedly, after so much distress, he suddenly had the opportunity, and Lao Wang no longer hesitated. Facing Qiu Ling in the shit pit, he no longer had any worries: "Section Chief Qiu, move earlier. When you arranged Section Chief Zhang to the information room, he passed by immediately."

Qiu Ling changed his expression and was whipped by Zhang Yifu. Lao Wang, you are a coward, are you starting to pretend to be powerful?!

But Sister Zhao also spoke sarcastic words: "Section Chief Qiu, the "Safety Standard Examination Paper" we made has been handed over to you for half a year, and it has not been implemented yet. I think you should go to the information room early."

Qiu Ling was just about to spit out a mouthful of old blood. Compared to Lao Wang's sarcasm, Sister Zhao's unique poisonous tongue is undoubtedly even more hurtful.

"Haha, the information room is a good place to take a nap." Li Weifeng smiled.

He successfully found Qiu Ling the benefit of going to the information room from his own perspective.

Qiu Ling could no longer listen and said weakly: "You guys go out first... there are a lot of things, I'll move it for a day or two."

"Okay, I'll help!" At this time, Niu Xiaozhuang should do his best. He didn't care about that much. He went up and picked up everything on Qiu Ling's table and walked out to the information room.

Others were not behind, and they used this positive way to send their original leaders the final respect.

In a blink of an eye, only Qiu Ling and Zhang Yifu remained in the room.

Zhang Yifu sat on the chair and looked at the boss who was once powerful.

According to his previous personality, it was time to forgive him at this time, but at this moment there was no such kindness, because the person who really pushed himself to the forefront was the seemingly pitiful Qiu Ling in front of him.

Zhang Yifu didn't care or care how he hugged Ou Wei, nor did he intend to understand what he knew and what he had revealed to Ou Wei. Zhang Yifu only knew that because of his jealousy and stupidity, he almost ruined the entire Jibei Power Plant and almost ruined his career.

If you didn't prepare enough bombshells in advance, if the biggest leader present was not Mu Zhiheng, but any leader of the Ou Wei faction, if you had not won the national championship before and were not covered by those halos, you might be the one who sat in the office and felt lost.

By then, he believed that Qiu Ling's provocation and ridicule would not lose to Lao Wang or Sister Zhao.

Zhang Yifu leaned on the back of the chair and put his legs on the table. Now he has the capital to be completely arrogant.

My great life was almost destroyed in the mouth of this dog.

"Say it again, the first sentence we met." Zhang Yifu looked at the ceiling and said leisurely-

"Secretary Qiu, you are easy to do, I am easy to do. You come here and I am also here. A really powerful person wants to mess with me. I have no temper, but you are almost there."

After recalling these words at this time, it will undoubtedly bring more flavor.

Qiu Ling gave out all the cards he could play, but was eventually bombarded by Zhang Yifu and all the money was broken.

"Zhang Yifu..." At this point, Qiu Ling had only his mouth left. He gasped and said, "Someone, there will always be someone who can cure you."

"Does that have anything to do with you?" Zhang Yifu pointed at Qiu Ling with a smile, "Shut up, shut up now, otherwise I won't even make you stay in the information room."

Qiu Ling wanted to say something, but Zhang Yifu's tyranny had already made Qiu Ling feel shadowed. At the meeting, Ou Wei, Wang Chuangui and others died so tragically that Qiu Ling did not intend to follow in the footsteps.

What's more, Zhang Yifu's words are by no means exaggeration. If Zhang Yifu really wants it, I believe there is no need to work hard. Even the last fig leaf of the "section chief" has a way to pull it away.

In the throat, Qiu Ling forced himself to hold it back.

"That's right. Disaster comes from the mouth. Don't make mistakes again and again." Zhang Yifu got up and chuckled, "I'm leaving. Just move in before getting off work. I don't care what you know or what you said to Ou Wei. In short, I don't care at all, and that won't have any impact on me. Take care of my old age and don't do anything wrong again."

Zhang Yifu turned around and left. He believed that after this warning, Qiu Ling should be sealed in that room like those information.

Of course... he was not honest and Zhang Yifu had no choice... he couldn't use a knife.

...

Two days later, Zhang Yifu felt that the whole world had undergone subtle changes. From the moment he walked into the factory, everyone's eyes removed the casualness, and replaced by respect and humility.

"Section Chief Zhang."

"It's early for Section Chief Zhang."

"Secretary Zhang, are you in the office in the morning? I'll have a list to ask you to sign later."

"Xiao Zhang" and "Yifu" disappeared from most people. After half a year of hard work, Zhang Yifu finally took him to a step. Although this step is not very high, as far as grassroots power plants are concerned, it is enough for thousands of people to look up to it.

Zhang Yifu felt that the role change was never intentional. Under the baptism of those respectful eyes, he naturally put away his past casualness and changed to an equal smile.

Standing in front of his office door, looking up at the sign engraved with the section chief's office, Zhang Yifu smiled slightly and took out his own key. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!