"Qi Lili, what are you doing?" Ding Changlin asked Qi Lili with a cold face.
Wen Siyu heard everything on the other end of the phone. She really wanted Qi Lili to give the phone to Ding Changlin, but she didn't know how to tell Ding Changlin. After all, this was a matter between husband and wife. It was hard for her as an outsider to say anything.
Qi Lili didn't expect that Ding Changlin would suddenly appear in the bathroom. He probably heard her conversation with Wen Siyu, so he quickly put down the call with Wen Siyu and said: "I'm upset to complain to Siyu. Isn't this wrong?
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After Qi Lili finished speaking, she wiped the tears on her face exaggeratedly, pushed Ding Changlin out of the way, and walked out of the washroom without looking back.
Ding Changlin shook his head and locked the bathroom door. While running the water, he dialed Wen Siyu's number, but Wen Siyu didn't answer. Ding Changlin had no choice. After running the water, he sent Wen Siyu a message: "
Siyu, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for causing you trouble. No matter what Lily says, I don't mean it. I hope you don't take it to heart."
Ding Changlin waited for a long time after sending the message, but Wen Siyu did not respond to him, so he had to delete the message to Wen Siyu and return to the bedroom.
Qi Lili lay on her side on the bed, and after Ding Changlin climbed onto the bed, he also lay on his side. The couple slept back to back. The next day, at dawn, Ding Changlin got up quickly, cleaned himself up, and went to the Cultural Relics Bureau.
As soon as he arrived at the Cultural Relics Bureau, before Ding Changlin's butt touched the stool, Zhao Yida called and informed Ding Changlin to go to a meeting.
Ding Changlin put down his briefcase and turned to go to the conference room. Unexpectedly, Cui Jinshan and Zhao Yida were in the office before the car. When he saw Ding Changlin coming in, Zhao Yida wanted to get up and make tea for him, but was stopped by Ding Changlin's eyes.
Zhao Yida had no choice but to give up, and Cui Jinshan said: "Director Xiao Ding, sit down."
Ding Changlin said: "Thank you, Director Cui." Then he sat next to Zhao Yida.
Cui Jinshan said: "Our team members are having a meeting. The Cultural Relics Bureau is not a big organization. There are only about twenty people in total. Director Xiao Ding also knows a few of us, so I don't need to introduce them one by one."
I have always been in charge of the overall work, Director Cheng Qian is in charge of logistics, and Lao Zhao is in charge of the office. Director Xiao Ding, which one do you want to be in charge of?"
Cui Jinshan's words made Ding Changlin feel particularly uncomfortable, but Cui Jinshan's attitude was different from Lu Tiemei's yesterday. It must be related to Li Wuyi and Fang Shenghai. Ding Changlin could guess what they said last night, although he didn't know the content.
related to him.
"Director Cui, can you let me be in charge of whatever area I want to be in charge of?" Ding Changlin smiled and asked lightly.
Cui Jinshan found that he had been taken advantage of by this young man again, but when he thought that Ding Changlin could betray Liang Guofu, he must not be a good person. He thought that the repair of Feng Dao's tomb was proposed by Ding Changlin himself, so he said: "Little
Director Ding, you are young and promising, and you were personally selected by Director Lu for training. If you can get funds from the city, I will allocate another 100,000 to you, whether you build it or repair it.
, how about doing whatever you want?"
Ding Changlin didn't expect that Cui Jinshan wanted to kick him out of the bureau again. Overtly he said it was to satisfy his construction plan, but secretly he wanted to send him to Changle Village. However, Qi Gaoming gave him a task and could not tear him apart from the Cultural Relics Bureau.
No matter how well he built Feng Dao's tomb, what would he do to Qi Gaoming?
"Director Cui, I'm afraid the repair fund for Feng Dao's tomb is not 100,000 yuan, right? I can ask the city for funds to repair the road in Changle, but the province has also allocated a lot of funds for cultural relic protection. This
The money is known to the market, but tell me, what other name should I use to ask for the money?" Ding Changlin asked Cui Jinshan, pretending to be extremely embarrassed and uninformed.
Cui Jinshan couldn't resist being asked like this by Ding Changlin, so he looked at the front of the car. Before the car, Cui Jinshan and Cui Jinshan usually didn't see eye-to-eye. In order to gain economic power, the two of them often fought, but when Ding Changlin came, they ended up getting married.
They became allies, and stared at Ding Changlin as if they were in sympathy with each other and said: "Director Xiao Ding, you are Mayor Liang's secretary, you are young, and you are a leader from the city, your level must be higher than ours, for what reason do you and I
Director Cui believes you can do it."
"Yes, yes, Lao Cheng is right, is it like this, Lao Zhao?" Cui Jinshan suddenly asked Zhao Yida.
Because Ding Changlin's words preceded him, he could sing opposite Ding Changlin, but he had to sing it skillfully so that Ding Changlin could trust him. So Zhao Yida, who had been silent, said: "Director Ding, I agree with what Director Cui and Director Che said.
, you are young and a top student who graduated from a prestigious university, how can a project stump you?
Although the province does have special funds, the overall situation is such a large family, and eating, drinking, and eating are all expenses, and the funds are still very tight. Director Cui can spend 100,000, which is already a lot of money.
Director Che has the most say in this regard, right?"
Zhao Yida said, kicking the ball to Zhi Qian, and of course he also helped Ding Changlin. Regarding the funding for Feng Dao's tomb, the province did allocate funds. This is a fact.
Before the car ride, he didn't expect Zhao Yida, an old fox, to shoot him like this again. He immediately said: "How much money does the bureau have at its disposal? How do I, the person in charge of logistics, know? Besides, all the province's money is in the bureau."
It’s on the books inside, Lao Zhao, you don’t know, right?”
When Cui Jinshan heard that the two people wanted to fight inside, he gave them a fierce look. What he wanted was to force Ding Changlin out of the game. But these two people were really pigs. What was the point of fighting at this time? Especially the car ride.
In the past, he was mentioning the account in the bureau, and poking at Cui Jinshan's Achilles' heel. He was so angry that he almost wanted to throw away and leave.
At this time, Ding Changlin's phone rang. He forgot to mute it. When it rang, Cui Jinshan seemed to have found a handle. He said with a stern face: "In future meetings, everyone's phones must be set to silent mode. When this phone rings,
That cell phone is making noise, can you still turn it on now?"
Ding Changlin quickly apologized and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to mute it. Mute it now. Mute it now."
Ding Changlin hung up without even looking at who was calling, quickly muted his phone, and then looked at Cui Jinshan, waiting for him to continue the meeting.
Cui Jinshan was interrupted by the mobile phone and said dissatisfiedly: "Where did the discussion just go? Everyone, continue, continue."
As soon as Cui Jinshan finished speaking, the door to the conference room was pushed open.
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