Powerful Career - Chapter 390: Thoughts on Power

Chapter 390: Thoughts on power

The two of them were chatting in the private room, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening before they knew it. Lu Yan saw that Song Yinghong was already a little awake at this time, and was about to leave when suddenly the door was pushed open and a thirty-year-old woman came in.

A man of more than one year old.

This man was wearing a very high-end suit, his hair was shiny, and he was wearing a pair of tortoiseshell glasses. He looked elegant, but as soon as he entered the door, he pointed at Song Yinghong and yelled: "You shameless cousin, you are not like a man."

Are you looking for a beating when we hook up together?"

As soon as Lu Yan heard the tone of these words, he understood that this must be Song Yinghong's husband.

Although his wife was still clinging to him at this time, Lu Yan would never suffer such a dumb loss, not to mention that today he felt that he had done nothing wrong, so he put the cup in his hand heavily on the table: "You

Keep your mouth clean, are you the one who talks like that?"

"Young face, I see you are looking for death." The man cursed, picked up an empty wine bottle on the table, and slammed it down on Lu Yan's head.

Lu Yan had quick hands and quick eyes, and he reached out and grabbed the man's wrist. He was as quiet as a virgin and moved as fast as a rabbit. After being trained in agent fighting, such a scene was child's play in front of him.

He squeezed his hand gently. "Ouch..." The man couldn't bear it anymore and screamed loudly: "My arm, my arm is about to break."

Lu Yan grabbed the wine bottle, let go of the man, and then said: "I am Song Yinghong's leader, and I am talking about work matters. As you can see, the people at the party tonight are all our colleagues, and they have just left.

There are no things between us that you want to do." Lu Yan was just angry at the way he spoke. Knowing that the other party was Song Yinghong's husband, Lu Yan didn't want to make the matter a big deal.

When the man saw the majestic Lu Yan and then looked at the messy table, his eyes were watering and he didn't know what he was thinking. Song Yinghong also stood up and glared at him, and said sternly: "Ye Silang, are you serious?

Do you want to put a cuckold on yourself to feel comfortable?"

The man named Ye Silang lowered his attitude, winked at Lu Yan and said, "Oh, Song Yinghong's boss, right? I'm sorry, I drank too much tonight, and I didn't know that you were talking about work.

Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I’m treating you today,

Let me treat you." It looked like he had been drinking a lot, and his tongue was a little stiff, making it difficult for him to speak. However, Lu Yan saw that when he finished speaking these words, he looked at Song Yinghong with a twinkling look in his eyes.

After a trace of cruelty, his hands tightened unconsciously.

Lu Yan turned back to Song Yinghong and said, "Is there any problem? He won't hit you when he gets home, right?"

Song Yinghong blushed and said with a coy expression: "No, actually my husband is a very good person. If he doesn't drink, he won't lose his temper." At this time, Lu Yan was really confused. Song Yinghong was gnashing her teeth just now.

Why did she now help her husband to say good things to her husband when she was so denounced? Moreover, from Ye Silang's actions just now, Lu Yan felt that Song Yinghong was most likely lying and covering up the truth.

Maybe, Song Yinghong had the same thought as Lu Yan, and she didn't want to cause trouble, so she spoke like this. But since Song Yinghong said so, Lu Yan couldn't say anything else. He nodded and said to Ye Silang: "You

Okay, my name is Lu Yan, is your arm okay? I'm really sorry, I used too much force, why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"It's okay, I'm really okay." Ye Silang said this, but his expression was still grinning. Although he looked bigger, his body had been drained by wine and sex, and he was not at the same level as Lu Yan.

At one level, it is like a piece of porcelain that breaks without being touched.

Since her husband was already here, it was not Lu Yan's turn to do anything at this time. He said goodbye and walked out of the box.

"Goodbye, goodbye..." Ye Silang and Song Yinghong said goodbye to him in succession.

After leaving the private room door, Lu Yan did not leave immediately. Today's events seemed a bit strange no matter how he thought about it. He kept a cautious eye and quietly walked into the next room with his ear against the wall.

The soundproofing effect of the private room is not very good. I could only hear Song Yinghong's sarcastic voice inside: "You came on time, did you tell me by Hong Erge?"

"My cousin did that for our own good, Honghong, are you still angry with me? Yes, it was my fault before, but now I have changed. Seriously, if you don't believe me, just follow me

Go and see, I really have nothing to do with those shabby women

I got in touch, now I just want to live my life wholeheartedly. Who hasn’t been arrogant when they were young? It’ll be fine after that stage." Song Yinghong just said that, but Ye Silang kept apologizing in low tones, and his words were very

Sincere look.

Song Yinghong didn't speak for a long time. She seemed to be thinking about the authenticity of her husband's words. Then she heard the sound of the door closing and it became quiet inside.

Lu Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, finally getting rid of Song Yinghong, the difficult gummy candy. At this time, he remembered the look in Ye Silang's eyes just now. I wonder if Song Yinghong really thought that Ye Silang had changed his ways?

He waited upstairs for a while, thinking that the two people should leave, and then quietly went downstairs. Before leaving, he went to the bar to ask and found out that Ye Silang had actually paid the bill for them, and they spent a total of

Three thousand four hundred yuan, and the drinks alone cost one thousand and fifty.

Hearing the price for drinks, Lu Yan had a real understanding of the drinking level of people in his department. One was taller than the other, and each was more difficult to deal with. The two women in particular were worthy of being heroes among girls.

When he came to his car, Lu Yan patted his head. He was still a little dizzy. Nowadays, drunk driving inspections are stricter, and driving after drinking is indeed dangerous. Lu Yan did not dare to drive, so he took his handbag and took a ride home.

The lights were on at home, and Lin Xiaoyun was still awake. At this time, she was lying on the desk wrestling with a report, her brows furrowed tightly.

Lu Yan said heartbrokenly: "Why are you still working overtime? Aren't you allowed to take your work home?"

"It's okay. If you don't come back, I'll always feel uneasy. I'll just take a look at the report when I'm idle." When Lin Xiaoyun saw that her husband was back, a light smile appeared on her face.

"Today is my first day on the job. My new colleagues are trying to clean me up. It's a bit late after two drinks. But I will drink much less often in the future. It's not as casual as in the provincial capital." Lu Yanqing

He gently hugged his wife's shoulders and said.

"I understand you, husband, go and wash yourself off, you smell like alcohol." Lin Xiaoyun said, leaning her head on Lu Yan's shoulder.

There was no conversation all night. After going to work the next day, Lu Yan greeted his colleagues as soon as he walked in. People are weird like this. They were strangers before, but after a meal or a drink, they became familiar with each other.

The smell of familiarity. Looking at Badama and Song Yinghong at this time, the three of them had a tacit understanding, and no one felt a little embarrassed.

Hong Erge, on the other hand, took the initiative to nod to Lu Yan, gave a lukewarm greeting and then stopped talking, without any special expression.

Lu Yan suddenly remembered that when he spied on Song Yinghong and his wife, he didn't know where Hong Erge was hiding. If he saw what he was spying on, it would make him look a bit wretched.

However, what he did was not a particularly bad thing, it was just a bit underhanded. Thinking of this, Lu Yan secretly thought that he really couldn't do the job of an agent. First of all, he couldn't convince himself psychologically.

He sat in the chair and looked at the previous case records. It soon arrived at ten o'clock in the morning. At this time, the phone on the table rang. Lu Yan picked up the phone, but before he spoke, the other party said: "Come to my office right away.

." Then the phone hung up.

Lu Yan held the phone receiver in his hand and stayed there for three seconds before he realized what was happening. The person on the other end was Director Gu Mulili, the top officer of the Third Inspection Office, talking to him. He smiled to himself,

She really wasn't used to this kind of working style. Gu Mulili's tone was like asking a servant to come over and shine his shoes, which was both serious and casual.

He came to the sign with the director's office hanging above it, knocked on the door, and waited for four or five seconds before Gu Muli shouted from inside: "Come in."

Lu Yan pushed the door open and went in. Gu Mulili's serious expression startled Lu Yan again, but he quickly regained his composure. Looking at Gu Mulili's face, he said, "What does the director want from me?"

"Well, there are a few cases here. Take it back and take a look. Check it out carefully. You must take it seriously. Remember?" After throwing away a few files, Gu Muli knocked on the table hard and said sternly.

said.

"Okay, let me take a look first and report to you if there is any situation." Although Lu Yan was not used to and didn't like Gu Mulli's attitude, they were talking about work matters and it was not easy for Lu Yan to refute.

Lu Yan picked up the case file Gu Mulili gave him and went back. He still couldn't figure out why Gu Mulili felt like he had been shot? Was it because he was punished by his wife for not mentioning it last night? It didn't look like he was in menopause. Why?

It looked like everyone owed him money.

Lu Yan later learned from others that this was Gu Mulili's habit, and it was not directed at him alone. Gu Mulili wanted to use this method to strengthen his authority. If he couldn't see his subordinates trembling for a day,

It was as if he was no longer the supreme leader of the Third Inspection Office.

Lu Yan knew that this was another bureaucratic style derived from power. Only by beating his subordinates from time to time could he realize the pleasure brought by power.

Speaking of which, I was once the top official in the Sidaogou Town Economic and Technological Development Zone, which was in charge. Why didn’t I have such an idea at that time? It made the cadres in the development zone not seem to be afraid of me. After thinking for a long time,

Lu Yan attributed it to the fact that he was indeed too young and did not have a strong desire for power.

If you think about it carefully, although Xu Richeng is the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, he does not attach much importance to power. The characteristic of Xu Richeng is that he has a better understanding of the style and spirit of governance, and pays attention to the progress of ideas and thoughts. There is also Lu Yan.

The most powerful person I am familiar with is my father-in-law Lin Zhijie. In fact, Lin Zhijie is also a very powerful person. He is busy outside all day long.

He spends more time in person than at home. Calculated based on working eight hours a day, there are still sixteen hours of spare time. Lin Zhijie actually has fifteen or sixteen hours at work, and most of the remaining time at home is also occupied.

He is a typical workaholic who only eats and sleeps. However, when I was studying at the party school, the professor once said that workaholics are also a desire for power from a certain perspective.
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