"Okay, I know, you continue to rest!"

snap

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Huang felt very happy.

For this matter, it's strange that she can rest!

Watching the two old brothers quarreling makes me feel happy.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink..."

In an instant, the room was filled with laughter and laughter.

In fact, Ms. Li, who hung up the phone, really couldn't sleep!

Li Rong was not in a beautiful mood when someone woke him up in the middle of the night and asked him to answer the phone.

Especially in the past few days, we have been busy importing goods from abroad and delivering food to the disaster areas. The entire foreign trade has been very busy.

She was also sitting on the front line, exhausted both physically and mentally.

As a result, I was woken up just after a peaceful sleep, and you can imagine how angry I was.

But after listening to the call, she felt not only angry, but also uneasy.

After being in charge of foreign trade for so many years, a big rat appeared under her nose, still using this method to cut into collective property.

Tell the truth, she is the leader who must be blamed.

On the other hand, this is also dissatisfaction with her sending people to support the work of the Coordination Office.

Use this to beat.

But there was nothing she could do.

Foreign trade involves too many interests and involves too many departments. Especially the changes in domestic and foreign countries in recent years have raised the importance of foreign trade to a higher level.

To be able to sit in this position, she must not only have the ability, but also the means.

It's just that this time, her method seemed to be wrong!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself.

Why did you believe those nonsense in the first place and why did you agree?

But she quickly recovered and calmed down, thinking about the solution this time.

After a while, he noticed it, picked up the phone, and dialed quickly.

"Wang Chu? I'm Xiaorong, I'm sorry for disturbing you late at night..."

…

bang bang

The crisp sound of glass crashing sounded in the apartment.

In the room, a well-dressed woman wore a soap-colored tie and had thick dark circles under her black glasses, but her eyes were full of anger.

Broken blue and white porcelain was everywhere on the ground, and tea soaked the floor.

Two people stood in the room, one tall and one short, both silent and dripping with sweat.

"A few times, a few times!"

"How many times have you said it?"

"Why don't you have a longer memory?"

"I fell down once, twice, three times, and I still haven't long enough to remember it. Do you want me to go there myself?"

A sonorous voice burst out from the woman's throat, making the two people in front of them dare not speak and could only suffer.

They only learned about the situation in the morning. Originally, the two of them followed the news from their subordinates and prepared to take action against the machinery factory.

But they didn't expect that the machinery factory would be one step ahead of them and arrest the key people.

What I didn't even expect was that this person's butt was not clean and someone would catch him.

Not only did his behavior in the machinery factory become a fraud and frame-up, but he was also pulled out in foreign trade before, and the matter suddenly became a big deal.

It is said that people who want to do housework at night go to the foreign trade department, and the foreign trade department takes the initiative to ask for it.

They said a thorough investigation would be carried out.

As for Wang Zhuo, he was handed over to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Things couldn't get any worse!

Because it has reached this point, it is no longer a matter between the supervision team and the machinery factory.

It is a matter between the Coordination Office and the various factories below.

Even with the intervention of internal affairs, no one knows where the matter will go in the end.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, the woman became even more angry.

What kind of stuff do you have under your command? If you don’t have any useful ones, how can you accomplish anything?

As long as there is someone who can use it, it won't be so passive.

Thinking of this, the woman thought of the dead Team Leader Zhang and sighed in her heart.

Everything that could be used is gone.

These two people are not responsible for each other, but there is no problem with their loyalty.

There is no one available at the moment, so the taller one among the two is the most useful one!

The woman calmed down, sat on the sofa nearby, and then lit up her cigarette, "Li Rong called Foreign Trade last night. Anyone who wants foreign trade should go back and cooperate with the investigation!"

After the words fell, the two looked at each other, and then the tall middle-aged man on the left whispered.

"Chief, if this is withdrawn, many factory supervision groups will be left empty-handed!"

The woman looked up and said, "Do you think I don't know?"

"No, it's not!"

"There's no way around this, let's go back!"

The two nodded after listening.

The short and good guy said, "So, what about the remaining supervision team?"

The woman rubbed her brows and said, "The supervision team is responsible for coordinating supplies in the disaster area. It must exist until the disaster area is rebuilt!"

The two nodded again.

However, they also know that after this incident, the prestige of the Coordination Office will be greatly reduced, and the work of the supervision team below will be even more difficult!

When the two of them saw the woman taking off her glasses and rubbing her eyebrows, they knew it was time to leave.

"Chief, let's go do something!"

The tall man said something softly, and the woman waved her hand and said nothing.

The two of them gently left the house, looked at the white fish belly appearing on the horizon, and then exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Then they looked at each other, feeling helpless.

Although the woman didn't say anything about Wang Zhuo, she said everything.

It's just an abandoned child.

"Are you going? Or should I come?"

The tall middle-aged man spoke, and the short man sighed.

"I'll be my man!"

The tall middle-aged man nodded, then patted his shoulder and turned to leave.

Although the person is handled by the other party, the matter of the supervision team reminds him not to make the same mistake again.

Otherwise, if he loses the trust of his superiors, his political life will be over.

Looking at his colleagues who were walking away, the short middle-aged man looked struggling.
Chapter completed!