804: C804 Unthinkable Secretary Zhao

C804 Unthinkable Secretary Zhao

That night, Zhao Weiguo crazily searched for Yang Ping, but it was as if Yang Ping had disappeared from the world, and no matter what methods Zhao Weiguo used, he could not find any trace of Yang Ping.

He searched for an entire night and through all sorts of relationships, wanting to speak with Yang Ping. Unfortunately, he still did not have a chance.

When he went to work the next day, Zhao Weiguo finally returned to his office. His face was filled with exhaustion, as if he had aged ten years. On the way, although there were countless people who called him Secretary Zhao, Zhao Weiguo was sensitive to the fact that these people no longer had that kind of reverence towards him like before.

Office of the Secretary of the Municipal Committee.

Zhao Weiguo could no longer hold back his anger, he swept all the documents on the table and roared: "How dare you, you actually do not have a place in your eyes for me, the secretary of the city committee."

Secretary Xiao Huang was trembling in fear at the door, afraid that Zhao Weiguo would vent his anger on him.

In fact, many people had already received the news.

If Zhao Weiguo wanted to leave his current position and go to the Science and Technology Hall, it would be equivalent to losing the trust of the higher-ups and giving him a casual job. Of course, this was only because of Faang Jianguo, who had not investigated yet.

Little Yellow was filled with regret.

He thought that he would be able to achieve great things in the future after following the city secretary, but who knew that Zhao Weiguo would not be able to meet his expectations and was about to leave the Dragon City, what should he do? All these years, Xiao Huang helped Secretary Zhao's family a lot. Zhao Weiguo's son was a madman who knew how many things he had caused. They were both people that Little Yellow had helped out on its own accord. Little Yellow remembered that once, on the way, he had talked to Zhao Weiguo's son about a girlfriend, and that Zhao Weiguo's son had seen his girlfriend flirting with him in front of him. Little Yellow had angrily argued a bit about this, but after getting slapped twice, he was even scolded as a dog by Zhao Weiguo's son.

Little Yellow hated Zhao Weiguo's son to death for this, but since Zhao Weiguo was its own boss, what could it do?

His future entirely depended on Zhao Weiguo.

When his girlfriend saw his useless appearance, she immediately broke up. That was her first love, because Zhao Weiguo's son had broken up. Xiao Huang hated Zhao Weiguo's son a lot, but he hated him even more.

For some reason, although he knew that the future was bleak, he was still very happy.

Without Zhao Weiguo's protection, Zhao Weiguo's son would definitely not have a good life. If he had offended someone in the past, would he let go of this opportunity? Little Yellow could almost imagine that Zhao Weiguo's son would be in a very miserable state. He might have been caught driving a car accident, or whoring and whoring.

Seeing Zhao Weiguo's tired and aged appearance, Xiao Huang did not feel any heartache at all.

But before that, they could not provoke him, because until now, Zhao Weiguo was still the secretary of the city s committee and could control his own future.

"White Fang Wolves, ungrateful!"

Zhao Weiguo shouted, although he was in the office, he was able to hear everything outside, all the government personnel walked past anxiously, leaving Xiao Huang standing awkwardly at the door, he forced himself to walk in and advised: "Secretary Zhao, calm down."

Zhao Weiguo looked at Xiao Huang, and as if he was looking at a balloon, he roared, "What are you doing in here, are you trying to make a joke of me?"

Little Yellow secretly shook its head in its heart.

Zhao Weiguo was the secretary of the Municipal Committee after all. Even if he were to head to the Science and Technology Hall, he would only be considered an official. At this level, he should know when to advance and when to retreat. How could Zhao Weiguo not understand something that he himself understood?

But Zhao Weiguo still could not resist the fire.

This meant that Zhao Weiguo was very angry.

But there was no other way.

Karma.

Little Huang thought to himself, but on the surface it was still submissive, not daring to leave. Swoosh, an object was thrown over. Little Yellow raised its head and smashed into its nose. It groaned in pain as blood spurted out of its nose. Lowering its head, it saw that it was actually an ashtray.

Fresh blood dripped onto the ground, shocking everyone.

Little Yellow was infuriated as it looked towards Zhao Weiguo.

Zhao Weiguo sneered, and said disdainfully: "You dare to get angry? You also want to rebel against me, right? Alright, I'll tell you. Even if I want to leave, I can still heal you. From today onwards, you will no longer be my secretary. Go back to your village and start farming. "

Little Yellow opened its mouth wide. It had not done anything, but it had already lost its position as a secretary?

He was incomparable rage.

To actually get such an outcome for Zhao Weiguo, in his eyes, he was probably even less than a dog. Thus, without knowing where Xiao Huang got the courage, he sneered: "Secretary Zhao, since your words are clear, there is no need for me to hide them. I'm so excited to see you like this, I can't even sleep at night. "

Zhao Weiguo was enraged, he bellowed: "Brat, you dare scold me?"

Little Yellow said indifferently, "When did I scold you? Secretary Zhao, since I am no longer your secretary, you no longer have the authority to command me, and even more so have no right to insult my parents. "

Zhao Weiguo asked coldly. "Do you not want to live anymore?"

Little Yellow said in disdain, "You don't want to live? Zhao Weiguo, although I am not as good as you in school, I am still a graduate of the law department. I am your secretary, I can help you with some things, but I am not your dog. And even if you are the secretary of the city council, you are still a servant of the people, what right do you have to decide my life and death? "

Zhao Weiguo pointed at Xiao Huang, so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Even his secretary was so cocky. When others saw him, they became even more arrogant.

"Scram!"

Zhao Weiguo roared.

Little Yellow sneered, then threw the things on the ground and scolded: "I won't scram, I have two legs, so I can leave openly. It's just a secretary, I'm not going to work for it. "

Pow!

The file fell to the floor.

Little Yellow slammed the door and left.

A lot of people were gathered outside, and they were all dumbstruck.

Little Yellow pushed its way through the crowd and did not look back. He hated the job of a secretary. Although it was a fake, who knew how wronged he was. He couldn't even protect his girlfriend. He felt incomparable regret. If he had known earlier, he would have done so even if he did not want this job.

Unfortunately, it was all over now.

My girlfriend is getting married in a few days.

As Little Yellow walked along, he began to miss his girlfriend, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

I will fight for her, or I will regret it for the rest of my life!

Little Yellow rushed out of the city square, heading towards his girlfriend's company.

The story of Zhao Weiguo and his secretary's quarrel was immediately spread around the city hall, and many people began to discuss it in private, feeling that the Secretary Zhao was too narrow-minded, unable to accept anything. They all shook their heads.

Office of the Chairman of the Cultural Group.

After Wen Feng heard the report from the secretary, he smiled and shook his head: "Secretary Zhao, seriously. It's just that Little Yellow made a mistake, why would it be angry? "

The secretary smiled, "Chairman Wen is right."

Wen Feng glanced at the secretary and laughed out loud.

As for Mayor Liao, he was even happier.

The news that he was going to be mayor had spread, and the secretaries knew it.

He wanted to see the face of those who had seen him as mayor, the face of those who had opposed him in the past, at the general meeting. Especially Hee Zhennan, because he was the secretary of the Ji Committee, he did not put himself in his eyes. This time, if he had the chance, he would chase him away.

"Mayor Liao, people from the organizational department of the provincial government have arrived. Please come to the conference room for a meeting." The director of the city council came over personally and said with an obsequious smile on his face.0

Mayor Liao's eyes flashed. Feeling full of energy, he strode out of the office.

At this moment, he felt as if he was ten years younger.

Suddenly, a scream was heard.

"Secretary Zhao committed suicide."

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