Although Mayor Xue is extraordinary, Zhang Che does not think he has the ability.

     At that time, he held his breath in his heart, and did not unfold the letter paper according to Dai Yubin's words, just waiting to slap Qiu Yuejin hard at the meeting before letting Mayor Xue get to know him again Comrade Zhang Che.

    , but how could it be known that the situation began to collapse completely.

    The Secretary Qiu, who was honest and honest, had no sense of existence, was so secretive that he suddenly showed his own skills and kneaded the entire class meeting. The two fatal attacks were easily resolved by him.

      Seeing that Qiu Yuejin was about to leave, Zhang Che had no choice but to open the letter paper delivered by Xue Xiang.

     It was precisely because I was unwilling to accept that when I opened the letter, Director Zhang showed such a bitter smile on his face.

      and opened the letter paper, but there were not many words written on it, only eight words: "There is no way to drag it, the strange thing will be defeated."

     With these eight words as a guide, Zhang Che instantly thought of a way to break the deadlock.

    This is equivalent to Mr. Xue taking action personally, and Secretary Qiu can only feel sad!

    "How is it so wise?"

     For no reason, Zhang Che felt convinced and surrendered in his heart.

    ……………………

     The cold wind was quietly blowing, and the windows that were not closed were snapping, making the windowsills crack.

    Qiu Yuejin leaned on the table, facing the orange light, and quickly flipped through the pieces. His eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his thin face was scaryly pale.

    The wax we packed in the afternoon was split, but at this moment it seemed like a chicken coop that had exploded in a mess.

     from time to time, a shabby abacus was ripped off by him, and the abacus beads were moved around like rain.

     After reading another piece, Qiu Yuejin rolled it to the left, which had already landed half a foot high and placed it on the pile.

     5 hours of suffering. Qiu Yuejin endured extraordinary torture.

   It turned out that after Qiu Yuejin talked to himself, he rushed into the archives room, flipping through the land archives of the past years, stayed in it for an hour, and borrowed a bunch of pieces. He turned into the political research room and made a bunch of pieces. Then he returned to the office, closed the door and studied it carefully.

    You think Qiu Yuejin is doing? It’s nothing more. He wants to quickly understand the actual situation of landless farmers and the compensation standards for landless farmers stipulated by the policies.

    Yes, Qiu Yuejin already plans to completely solve this big problem.

     According to this, Secretary Qiu did not need to do anything like finding a file, but he had to do it himself.

     But who knows the difficulties of Mr. Qiu? He has no confidant in Yunjin and has no one who can trust him at all. He is looking for a file and he dare not entrust him to the file, for fear that someone will take the opportunity to plot. He got fake ones and came to make money.

    After all, this matter is of great importance, and Qiu Yuejin doesn't want to make any difference.

       was unwilling to entrust him, so naturally he, Secretary Qiu, did it himself.

     Absolution, record key points, and clarify history. Qiu Yuejin has never been as tired as he is today.

    5 hours passed, and his eyes were as red as rabbits.

      He rubbed his sore eyes. He poured half a cup of tea out of the window and grabbed the newly bought bitter tea on the windowsill. He poured it into the cup with all his life and poured half a cup. He reached out to grab the thermos, and then found that the thermos was empty.

      He opened his mouth and wanted to call "Xiao Zhang", but looking up at the sky, it was already dark outside the window. Before he knew it, the sky was already dark, and Xiao Zhang, who was at his mouth, swallowed it. At this hour, Xiao Zhang, the service staff, should get off work long ago.

      Looking at the empty thermos, Qiu Yuejin got angry for no reason.

   It turns out that in the past few months since Yunjin, Secretary Qiu has never added a secret to him. In his opinion, Yunjin's people cannot believe it. If an internal thief comes by his side, he will fall into a trick and have nowhere to say anything if he suffers.

       is not given a big secret. Although this privacy is guaranteed, his life has entered the most difficult moment in history.

      When he was in Baofeng, he moved into the most luxurious suite in Yunxian Pavilion, including food, clothing, living, and food, and a phone call. Now, under the pressure of his family, he has to live in Yunjin with no one to serve him. After only two days, he seems to have lived a lifetime.

      Every day, you have to make water and take food by yourself, and even your clothes have to be washed. Just now, under the bed of Secretary Qiu, a thick pile of dirty clothes was accumulated.

     Especially in the late night, the evening breeze is like a knife, he is sleepy and tired, without this bitter tea to refresh himself, and the hot water drives away the cold, Secretary Qiu suddenly felt bad.

      He sighed and yawned a long time ago. The endless sleepiness came like a tide. He really couldn't hold it anymore. If he could, he could fall asleep on the chair.

     But he can't sleep, nor dares to sleep. He must break the killing moves Xue Laobu made. If the pile of information in front of him is not cleared, the compensation details are not prepared, and the troubles are solved as soon as possible. If Mr. Xue catches the loophole, wouldn't he, Mr. Qiu, lose?

    "No, I can't lose, Fengxue, I won't lose!"

    Qiu Yuejin gritted his teeth secretly!

     At a moment, I picked up the teapot containing half a cup of bitter tea, grabbed the military coat on the bed and wrapped it on my body, pushed the door open and walked out.

    Qiu Yanei was out of his way, and he had to put down his dignity and go to borrow water.

     Twenty minutes later, Qiu Yanei looked down on his face, as if he was about to mix with the night. He looked into his teacup, but it was still half a cup of bitter tea leaves, without a drop of water.

    Qiu Yuejin did not borrow water. No, the grand secretary Qiu and Qiu Yanei were actually in the land where he controlled, and he didn't even borrow water.

    A surging hatred almost burned Qiu Dayanei crazy. He blew the cold wind outside the door for more than ten minutes before suppressing the evil fire in his heart.

     Secretary Qiu gritted his teeth and walked towards the washbasin not far away. The moon was faint, the trees were as deep as the mountains, the sound of dogs barking not far away, and the sound of birds chirping. Under the quiet night, Qiu Yuejin felt cold in his heart.

      He turned on the faucet on the sink and rushed, and even started to rinse the cool water into the glass.

       Two large cups of cold water were poured into the stomach, and the bitter tea foam that was chewed into pieces was placed on the tip of the tongue. It was bitter and ice. The intense stimulation immediately made Qiu Yanei sober like never before.

     Drink the last sip of water, Qiu Yuejin threw away the teacup, took the water, rinsed his mouth, and hit the ice water on his face. The cold and damp water droplets stimulated the skin, and the last sleepiness subsided at this moment.

      Thinking about today's insults, the heinous hatred turned into endless fighting spirit. In one breath, Qiu Yanei worked for another hour. The pieces he had read had fallen by about one foot high, and only two books were left without reading.

    Qu Yanei, who had covered his stomach, couldn't stand it anymore. He had never found that he had been so hungry. Even if there was a living mouse, Qiu Yanei also doubted whether he would eat it raw if he caught it.

     After holding a big loss-losing class meeting, Qiu Yanei was both angry and anxious. He was so angry that he even forgot to eat supper.

     However, when I thought of the plump old broad beans, Qiu Yuejin's heart was even more hungry, as if the inconvenient old broad beans had become the most beautiful delicacy in the world.

    The burning hunger instantly aroused his last energy, and even his feet accelerated a little. He covered his stomach, dragged and moved his legs quickly. (To be continued)

    

    
Chapter completed!