"Yes!" Uncle Zhai found a pen and paper and handed it to Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin took it over, and there was a flurry of dragons and phoenixes dancing, and a leave request note was written.

Then he handed the leave request note to Uncle Zhai, "You can give it to Lao Meng tomorrow morning!"

Uncle Zhai took the leave request and said hesitantly: "Isn't it good to do this for the people?"

"It's okay, I'm busy with business, my boss will definitely understand."

"That's okay."

Uncle Zhai collected the leave request, and Lin Weimin went to the office to get a letter of introduction. The operation was smooth and smooth.

If he didn't know this, Uncle Zhai really wanted to take this kid to the police station.

With this set of operations, locking you up for a month and a half is not too much, right?

"Okay, let's go, Uncle Zhai!"

Uncle Zhai looked at Lin Weimin's back and shook his head helplessly.

Young man, you are so courageous!

Returned home and rested for a night.

In the morning, Lin Weimin finished breakfast, packed a bag and ran to Shi Tiesheng's house. Shi Tiesheng's eyes were red and bloodshot, and it looked like he didn't sleep much last night.

"Tiesheng, let's go!"

He put the crown on Shi Tiesheng's back, put the wheelchair in the car, and drove straight to the train station.

"Why don't you go to work and ask for leave?" Shi Tiesheng asked.

"Don't worry, we're all done!" Lin Weimin said confidently.

When Crown arrived at Yanjing Station, Lin Weimin parked the car, pushed Shi Tiesheng to the ticket office, bought the earliest train to Shaanxi, and waited for about two hours to get on the train.

When the train started moving, Shi Tiesheng looked out the window, feeling extremely melancholy.

Lin Weimin comforted him: "Comrade Tiesheng, you have to have some confidence in yourself. You are also a famous writer after all. If Comrade Ximi wasn't so obsessed with minis, how could he take the initiative to write to you? This time, let's fight for her when we go back.

Take it!"

Shi Tiesheng looked at Lin Weimin helplessly, "I wish I had your blind confidence!"

"You're a boring person!"

Lin Weimin picked up a boiled egg that Shi's father stuffed before leaving and stuffed it into his mouth.

At this time, the Chinese Literature Society is in the back building.

Meng Weizai looked at the endless leave application form in his hand, his head was buzzing and his blood pressure was rising.

"He wrote this?"

Uncle Zhai shook his head, "Yes, I wrote it in the middle of the night last night."

Meng Weizai slapped the note on the table angrily, "This bastard! Lao Yan just warned him to keep a low profile two days ago, this bastard! How can this be unreasonable!"

Eight words were clearly written on the note: "I am going out to work as a matchmaker, please take a week off!"
Chapter completed!