Just when Chen Taizhong walked out of Qin Liancheng's office, a distinguished guest came to Meng Xiaoyan's house.
Meng Xiaoyan was a little strange as soon as she opened the door, "Principal A?"
Principal Jiabo of the No. 10 Middle School brought three people to visit. The strange thing was that Principal A, who was always neither humble nor haughty in front of others, walked sideways in front this time.
"Haha, Teacher Meng, I heard that you haven't been feeling well lately. Several leaders from the city and the Education Commission and I came to have a look." Jiabo turned to one side and made an introduction to the people traveling with him.
The tall and slender one is Wang Weixin, the deputy mayor in charge of culture and education. The one slightly lower than him is Qian Zijian, director of the Education Committee, and the last one is Xiao Lin, Wang Hongwei's secretary.
"It's not that I'm not feeling well, it's Director Huang who stopped my class." Meng Xiaoyan understood what was going on as soon as she saw this posture. However, she didn't reach out to hit the smiling man, so she opened the door and attracted these few people.
Come in.
"Teacher Xiaomeng, you're pretending to be pretty good," he said with a sinister look on his face. He knew that the No. 10 Middle School had offended this person badly, and he would change the subject if he didn't have to.
"Yes, yes, it's very tasteful," Qian Zijian answered. He turned his head and looked around, "It's really good. It's simple and elegant without losing its agility. The space and light match well."
It’s really great…”
Hearing this, Meng Xiaoyan felt a little pleasure for no reason in her heart. Of course, this did not mean that she recognized their evaluation of her design level - she did not think that these people were qualified to evaluate her own home style.
She knew that she was about to return to the center of attention and become the center of attention again!
"It's pretty average." She was wearing loose casual clothes and dragging her cloth slippers to make tea for these people. Unexpectedly, the capable young man Xiao Lin came over and said, "Teacher Meng, please sit down. I'll do it..."
"Xiao Lin, take a seat." How dare Jiabo ask the deputy mayor's secretary to make tea? There was no doubt that we had to argue again, but Xiao Lin ignored him at all.
Wang Weixin has lost power. However, in terms of administrative level, Jiabo Chao is more than a little behind. This time he has made such a big mistake. If it weren't for the sake of his senior professional title, even Xiao Lin would roll his eyes.
give him.
"Ahem. Xiaomeng, your understanding is wrong. Suspending a teacher's class is not a decision that a dean can make casually." Jiabo turned to look at Meng Xiaoyan and walked slowly away.
Come here, "What Xiao Huang said is against the regulations."
"Director Huang said. He can make the decision for you," Meng Xiaoyan looked at him calmly, and couldn't help but think of the last re-employment exam. That time, she was dismissed because she didn't give a gift to Director Huang.
On the list, "He was the one who notified me in advance when I was laid off last year..."
"Have you ever been laid off?" Wang Weixin was surprised when he heard that. He turned to look at Jiabo, his eyes were so stern. Damn, you're really capable, Secretary Meng's niece.
All this fussing and tossing?
Damn it. If these two things come to Meng Yi's ears, I'm afraid I'll have to work as an inspector! Even if Dang Xiangrong is still the municipal party committee secretary, I'm afraid he won't be able to protect me.
"Principal A, this is your fault," Qian Zijian broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this. How could he not know about the big move made by the Education Committee last year? However, now he must distance himself, "As responsible as Teacher Meng
Teacher, how could you treat me so roughly? Huh?"
"At that time I..." Jiabo felt so wronged in his heart. How did I know at that time that she was Meng Tong's daughter and Meng Yi's niece?
Of course, he couldn't explain this explanation, so he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet before he sacrificed Director Huang, "That was all done by Huang Qiang behind my back. I admit... On this point, I was derelict in my duty."
Already."
"Yesterday he asked me to report to him alone, but I didn't agree," Meng Xiaoyan said with a sneer on her lips, looking at Jiabo with an indescribable sarcasm in her eyes, "So, he informed me to suspend classes.
Do I dare to disobey?"
Huang Qiang's rise was definitely promoted by Jia Bo. She knew very well that Director Huang was Principal A's dog, and Huang Qiang was the villain, but Jia Bo was sitting there, enjoying the respect from all walks of life.
Moreover, everyone has to say that Principal A is a good person!
"Report the work alone?" Xiao Lin interrupted at the right time while making tea. He is an old man who has been with Vice Mayor Wang for many years. Although he is only a secretary, he dares to step forward to promote the development of the situation at critical moments.
,
There is no doubt that Huang Qiang is dead. If this is the case, of course he will fully expose his abominations.
, to facilitate the leadership’s decision-making.
Talking about reporting work alone is too obscure and too much. The leaders must not be able to use this to make excuses. Then, he has to be at the forefront. Who wants him to be just a secretary?
"Lao Jia..." Qian Zijian's face became more and more confused, but he really had nothing to say now, "Well...is this what you do as a principal?"
"Ahem," Jiabo lowered his head and coughed twice. When he raised his head again, there was a look of determination on his face, "This Huang Qiang, I will deal with it when I get back. I will try to submit the handling opinions to the Education Committee tomorrow morning. This kind of
The black sheep must be dealt with as soon as possible, Director Qian, you see..."
"I have nothing to see!" Qian Zhijian waved his hand and spoke sternly with a livid face, "I just want to see the results of the process, do you understand? Principal A?"
While Wang Weixin was listening, he felt as if there were thorns on the sofa under his butt, which made him restless.
Today he heard that Meng Yi's niece worked in the Education Committee, and she seemed to be a bit stingy, so he rushed to discuss the matter. Since Dang Xiang Rong left office, his life has been really difficult. He is also the deputy mayor, but
If the supervisor's words are different, the taste will be very different.
In particular, almost everyone has regarded him as a member of the failed camp, a so-called yesterday's flower, nothing more than that. Although revolutionary work does not distinguish between high and low, there is no doubt that this huge psychological gap,
That's the most torturous thing.
At this time, how could Wang Weixin not be extremely happy to have the opportunity to hook up with Meng Yi? In his opinion, Secretary Meng's niece would not suffer much loss. Who would dare to deal with her?
He had even planned that even if Meng Xiaoyan unreasonably offended her colleagues, he would still side with her. Who would want to come to Meng Xiaoyan's house and be shocked to hear such shocking news?
"Director Qian, your Education Committee cannot escape the responsibility of poor supervision in this matter," Vice Mayor Wang said calmly. Damn it, no one knows that Meng Xiaoyan is Meng Tong's daughter. Isn't this a lack of supervision?
"I'll go back and come back to the city to come up with rectification opinions. The sooner the better."
The big stone in Qian Zijian's heart was immediately relieved. To be honest, he did not expect that the situation would deteriorate to such an extent. Wang Weixin's words were already very polite.
What the hell is that Huang Qiang? Were you able to force Secretary Meng’s niece to do it?
After saying this, Wang Weixin no longer looked at Director Qian, turned to look at Meng Xiaoyan, nodded with a smile, "Xiao Meng, why don't you live in the municipal committee dormitory? The living conditions here... are good,
However, if you live in the compound, you won't have such misunderstandings, haha."
"I earned this house by myself, and I feel comfortable living here," Meng Xiaoyan explained lightly, but she felt proud in her heart. She was still very satisfied with her ability to earn money, "The people in the compound
There are too many people here, and it’s easy to think of my dad when I live here..."
Sure enough, it was Secretary Meng's niece! At this moment, Wang Weixin was really sure. Yes, this matter was too incredible. He had a little doubt in his heart, which was completely normal.
Now that the family affairs were settled, Jia Bo and Qian Zijian did not dare to interrupt at will. They were dealing with issues just now, and everyone was busy clarifying and expressing their opinions, which must not be passed down to future generations.
But now, Vice Mayor Wang has begun to get close to Meng Xiaoyan. As a subordinate, you must have the consciousness of being a subordinate. Even if you are flattering, you must put leadership first.
Just like the phoenix coming to Mr. Huang, under the watchful eyes of Secretary Meng Yi and Governor Du Yi, would Zhang Yaodong and Duan Weihua dare to take the initiative to get close to Mr. Huang? Even if they were given ten more courages, they would not dare.
"So Xiaomeng, you are also a good financial manager? Haha," Wang Weixin slapped his thigh and laughed happily, "I wonder who is so lucky to marry a good wife like you?"
Only now was Jiabo able to interject, "Mayor Wang, Teacher Meng has a sweetheart. The young man is tall and looks very handsome."
Obviously, this was what he heard from the dean of students Huang Qiang. However, according to Director Huang, although Mr. Chen is tall, he has a ruffian and fierce spirit. He is not a kind person at first glance. Let him come and go.
On campus, it will inevitably affect the teaching order of the school.
Of course, no matter how ignorant Principal A was, he knew that it was not appropriate to repeat Director Huang's words at the moment, so Chen Taizhong became such an outstanding talent in his mouth.
