Zhang Zichu smiled... He didn't say anything, the "rogue" smile in his eyes was looking at the beautiful reporter Wang Mei with "spring affection". Speaking of which, his feelings for the reporter were just one word: OK
!
Why? The reporter spoke to the people! When he was on the construction site, he was not paid at the end of the year, and several workers talked about calling the reporter to ask for help from the salary!
At that time, Zhang Zichu also proposed a plan: a coworker pretended to commit suicide, climbed high, claiming to jump down, and called the reporter alone, and the reporter would definitely come, and the police would come at that time...
Things are getting bigger. At that time, the boss dares not pay their migrant workers’ wages?
Zhang Zichu thought about the past, and in addition to the spring love, there was a hint of wandering in her eyes...
Wang Mei looked at the handsome guy Zhang Zichu in surprise. The first thing she felt was that this man was so young. How old was he? She couldn't help but ask:
Hello, how old are you? Zhang...Committee Zhang?
Zhang Zichu wanted to tell the truth, saying that he was 2, but when he thought about it, Nima, saying that he wasn't he letting this beautiful woman underestimate him? Then he said, Oh, I'm 29!
Oh, you are as old as me! Wang Mei blurted out, and after she said that, she regretted it. Alas, a woman's age is a secret, how could she blurt out in front of this man?
Yes, fate! Zhang Zichu said with a smile.
Yes, fate! Wang Mei blushed and she said lightly.
Zhang Zichu felt that he wanted to care about the beautiful reporter, so he asked Wang Mei how she was eating in Lihu Town, okay, how she lived, okay?
Wang Mei smiled and said, "Committee Zhang, you want to use public funds to treat me as a reporter's customer - right? It's not necessary! We came out for an interview. There are business trip fees and subsidies, so we pay for it ourselves, and you don't have to pay it for it!"
Zhang Zichu thought to himself, I don’t plan to invite you, damn, what does it mean to treat you with public funds?
Zhang Zichu pretended to be polite and said, "I want to invite you to dinner because I want to do my best for the landlords."
Zhang Zichu is honest, it’s normal for guests to treat you. As for everything, hehe, he really doesn’t have this awareness!
Why? He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand! What is the reporter in front of him? Big trouble! It's just spending hundreds of thousands to solve the problem. It's not that it's impossible to spend money on Lihu Town!
Wang Mei suddenly realized that she fell in love with this man as old as her - no, boy! He looks so young, so sunny, so handsome! Oh, what's wrong with me? Why is her cheeks always blushing?
So hot!
Speaking of which, Zhang Zichu really didn't realize that receiving reporters also requires the government to pay for them. In his opinion, reporters have wages, right? How could he know that receiving reporters usually requires the government to pay for them? This is simply the unspoken rule of the officialdom today.
I understand in my heart that the government doesn't say it.
Every time Wang Mei comes out for an interview, some units know her power and want to take out her heart and soul to curry favor with her. However, this is not the case with this. Except for the lightening of her eyes when she saw her, it seems very lustful! But that is a kind of
Men's natural appreciation of beautiful women! After all, a beautiful lady and a gentleman are good, and then they are ordinary, just like he is chatting with an ordinary friend for a few casual words.
Wang Mei didn't want to talk nonsense to Zhang Zichu anymore, so she started to get to the point. She said, "Committee Zhang, I'm here to interview Lihu Town, not for that fire. The news about the fire is outdated, and many media have reported it from various sources. Our newspaper recently answered it.
When I got a complaint, I said that there was a great monk in the Nanshan Temple in Lihu Town!
As he said that, the beautiful reporter Wang Mei took out a piece of letter paper...