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"Hey, Yang Wei, what gifts are you going to give to my father-in-law during this Chinese New Year?" Ouyang Jiayin asked, crossing her legs.
"Brain gold!" Yang Wei blurted out.
"Haha," the whole room suddenly laughed wildly. Fan Jianqiang's big fat face jumped wildly. He laughed and said: "Yang Wei means to give brain gold as a gift. It's good for you and me..."
"Pa!" Before Fan Jianqiang could finish his words, he was slapped on the face by something affordable. When he looked at it, it turned out to be a little book. When he looked at it again, Millie was looking at him blankly.
Well, Fan Jianqiang smiled and stopped talking.
It was boring to wait for the stock market to reach its daily limit. Ouyang suggested that Miriel and Fang Xia go shopping. Yang Wei and Fan Jianqiang were left in the room. When Fan Jianqiang saw the three women walking away, he pulled her in with all seriousness.
Yang Wei walked closer to the chair and whispered: "Hey, do you know that there are going to be personnel changes in our bureau?"
"I don't know?" Yang Wei shook his head and said to himself, how can a little person like us know this kind of thing?
"Let me tell you," Fan Jianqiang pulled up his chair again and said mysteriously: "I just got the news that Qian Bucha is going to work in Shengjing. He should be a manager of a large state-owned enterprise."
"Isn't that the position of director is going to be vacant?" Yang Wei's first impression was that the candidate for director was most likely Fan Jianqiang, because he found that this guy's face was flushed, his eyes were bright, especially the corners of his eyes were rippled with laughter.
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Seeing Fan Jianqiang nodding frequently, Yang Wei suddenly remembered the deception techniques he had learned from Liu Shenxian. He reached out and pulled Fan Jianqiang's left hand over, opened his palm, and pretended to look left and right.
"Oh, you're happy!" Yang Wei suddenly shouted.
Fan Jianqiang rolled his eyes and asked, "How many months has it been?"
"Go," Yang Wei handed over his hand and said solemnly: "I see that you are going to be promoted!"
"Is it better to have children or to get promoted?"
"If you want to have a baby, of course you will be promoted." Yang Wei replied.
Fan Jianqiang twirled his palms and said in confusion: "Our country's Zhouyi is still very scientific. Please tell me more specifically." As he spoke, his big fat hand stretched out again.
Yang Wei pulled it, pointed at the line on the palm of his hand and said: "Lao Fan, let me tell you, your main line was about to be broken, but it was reconnected here, and it is much thicker.
, it is obvious that he will be promoted to an official position, and as expected, it will be a matter of spring."
"Really?" Fan Jianqiang asked pretendingly, without a trace of a smile on his face. Yang Wei knew that he was already happy inside, so he deliberately entertained him and let him spend money.
"But..." Yang Wei deliberately prolonged his words.
Fan Jianqiang was nervous for a while, sweating profusely on his forehead, and stared at Yang Wei with both eyes.
Yang Wei felt happy in his heart, "Lao Fan, your wealth line happens to cross the main line, which means there is a conflict between your wealth and your official position. If you want to be promoted, you will lose your wealth during the festival. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, brother, I understand this. What, I will go to the market to buy sea cucumbers, abalones and shark's fins later. Buy more, and let's have a feast of sea delicacies to start with!"
"Yeah!" Yang Wei held back her laughter and hunched, pointed at her belly and ran out of the room, laughing in a place where no one was.