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Chapter 123 The relationship is a little exposed

Chapter 123: The relationship is exposed

Pulling Zhao Changfeng to his side, the old man Zhang Changsuo complained: "Changfeng, you are really a child. If you don't come for such a long time, can't you call your grandpa?"

Zhao Changfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa, the unit has transferred me to participate in an important event. We have the discipline of action and cannot contact the outside world privately."

"Oh, discipline!" Old man Zhang Changsuo nodded: "I understand. When I was a guard by the old leader, I was just like this, and even my family couldn't tell me!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Changsuo shook his head with regret, "Changfeng, it would be great if you could have come back one day earlier, and you would have seen Ling'er. She came to me for a long time last night. By the way, do you know about Ling'er going to the United States?"

Zhao Changfeng tried his best to control his mood and said calmly: "Grandpa, I know. Ling'er asked his colleagues in the unit to tell me."

Old Man Zhang Changsuo liked Ling'er, a weird little girl, very much, and treated her as her own granddaughter. Ling'er suddenly went to the United States at this time, and Old Man Zhang Changsuo couldn't accept it for the time being, and her heart was hollow.

"Hey, I really don't know why the children nowadays want to go to the United States. When we were on the Korean battlefield, we beat American devils to run everywhere. Now, the children are rushing to run to the American devils' houses." Old man Zhang Changsuo complained.

Zhao Changfeng had no choice but to explain for Ling'er: "Grandpa, when you were on the Korean battlefield, were the American devils' weapons advanced or the Chinese weapons advanced?"

Zhang Changsuo beat his thigh and said, "Of course, the weapons of the American turtle grandchildren are advanced. Our weapons are simply impossible to compare with the American devils. It's just that the Soviet revisionist supported some of our weapons, otherwise it would be even more incomparable! If we could exchange the weapons of the American devils, we would have recovered South Korea long ago."

Zhao Changfeng smiled and said to Zhang Changsuo: "Yes, grandpa, that's the reason. Even now, the American devils are still more advanced than us. So Ling'er went to the American devils to learn their advanced things. When you fight with the American devils in the future, the situation you were on the Korean battlefield will not appear."

"Ha," Zhang Changsuo smiled with a toothless mouth, "Changfeng, I understand as soon as you say this. Ling'er went to the United States to steal the masters and learn skills. This principle is like when fighting with the Japanese. We stolen the Japanese guns and then attack the Japanese devils, right?"

Zhao Changfeng smiled and said, "Yes, yes, grandpa, that's the reason."

Seeing that the old man Zhang Changsuo was in a cheerful mood, Zhao Changfeng said to the old man: "Grandpa, I want to go to Ling'er's room to check it out."

Old man Zhang Changsuo waved his hand and said, "Go. Ling'er specifically told her grandmother not to clean up her room, and to keep what she looked like when she left."

Zhao Changfeng walked into Ling'er's room, and a faint fragrance still lingered in the room. Zhao Changfeng was particularly familiar with this smell. This was the breath emitted by the little girl, a unique breath formed by the fragrance of powder mixed with the girl's body fragrance.

Zhao Changfeng touched the letter hidden in his arms. Isn’t there such a faint fragrance on it?

Zhao Changfeng glanced at the desk from afar and saw a high-end letter placed on the desk, which was exactly the kind used by Ling'er to write letters.

Zhao Changfeng was excited and quickly walked to the desk. Sure enough, he drew a cute smiling face on the first page of the letter with a ballpoint pen, and below was a line of mindless words:

Brother, if you come to my study and see this smiling face, it means you have forgiven me. Isn’t it? Hehe, I’m so happy!

Zhao Changfeng knew that Ling'er left these words to him was still the handwriting that the little girl was familiar with, but Zhao Changfeng could not see a hint of happiness from the little girl's handwriting, and the handwriting was sticky and awkward. Obviously, Ling'er's mood in writing this line of words would not be as happy as she wrote.

Zhao Changfeng carefully tore off the page of the letter, folded it, put it into the envelope of the little girl in his arms, then took a few deep breaths of the air in the room, turned around and walked out resolutely.

As soon as I arrived at the living room, I heard the doorbell ringing. Just as Liu Cuilian was about to open the door, Zhao Changfeng rushed to say, "Grandma, I'll go!"

When he ran over and opened the door, Zhao Changfeng was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, he was Chief Song of the Maintenance Section of the Service Management Office. Although Zhao Changfeng and Chief Song were not very familiar with each other, they both worked in the bureau's compound and knew each other.

"Oh, Section Chief Zhao, why are you here?" Section Chief Song didn't expect that it was Zhao Changfeng who opened the door for him.

Zhao Changfeng said, "This is my grandfather's house, I often come here." Then Zhao Changfeng asked back, "Secretary Song, why did you come here?"

Section Chief Song said in surprise: "Section Chief Zhao, is Old Man Zhang Changsuo your grandfather?"

Zhao Changfeng said: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Section Chief Song quickly smiled and said, "No problem. I just received a call from Mr. Zhang Changsuo, saying that the kitchen sewer was blocked and asked me to come and take a look."

It turned out that the house of Zhang Changsuo belonged to the living area of ​​the provincial government and was under the maintenance of the Service Management Office of the Provincial Government Affairs Administration. This house was arranged by Zhao Qiang's secretary Liu Guanghui, who asked Bai Changgang, deputy director of the Provincial Government Affairs Administration Bureau, to live in for free. Zhao Qiang also had to pay 80 yuan a house fee to the Service Management Office every month. Of course, this house was not something that Bai Changgang asked for, but Zhao Qiang himself insisted on giving it. A dignified deputy governor naturally could not take advantage of the country.

Originally, the sewer at the old man Zhang Changsuo was blocked, and Section Chief Song only needed to send a repairman over. However, Section Chief Song felt that the old man Zhang Changsuo was Governor Zhao's elder, and sending a repairman over was not respectful enough. Besides, if the maintenance worker was not serious and did not open the sewer properly, it would affect the service to Governor Zhao's relatives, it would affect the service to Governor Zhao.

Therefore, in order to pay attention to the cash withdrawal maintenance department, whenever there is any place that needs to be repaired by Zhang Changsuo, Section Chief Song will come here to do it personally. Section Chief Song does this not only to serve Zhang Changsuo, but more importantly, Section Chief Song has a small heart. Since the old man Zhang Changsuo is Governor Zhao's elder, maybe one day he is repairing the house while Zhang Changsuo is repairing the house. Governor Zhao may have a good impression of him when he sees him sweating profusely in repairing the house for his elders, he may have a good impression of him. If he has a good impression of him, maybe he will also ask his name and position. Once he asks his name and position, he will leave an impression in Governor Zhao's mind. Once Governor Zhao has an impression of him, then...

Yes! There is more than 100 million people in the entire Zhongyuan Province. How many people can Governor Zhao have an impression of? This probability is lower than winning the five million prize.

Section Chief Song greeted Zhao Changfeng, and the old man Zhang Changsuo heard it. He asked in the living room: "Changfeng, who is it?"

Zhao Changfeng asked Section Chief Song in and said to Zhang Changsuo: "Grandpa, he is Section Chief Song of the Maintenance Section of the Service Management Office. Have you called them to come and open the sewer pipe?"

Old man Zhang Changsuo said, "Yes, yes, it was my phone call."

Old Man Liu Cuilian hurried over and took Section Chief Song to the kitchen. Section Chief Song unscrewed the sewage pipe valve below and looked at it, saying to Liu Cuilian: "No big problem, I just need to use tools to pass through it."

Section Chief Song went outside to bring in the tools to open the sewer. Zhao Changfeng asked for help, but Section Chief Song refused to let him go. Zhao Changfeng had to stay aside to visit the one-man show of Section Chief Song clearing the sewer.

Section Chief Song stuffed a long steel wire into the sewage pipe, which was inserted into a machine. The machine was connected to the power, pressed the switch, and the steel wire turned toward the sewage pipe. After half a minute, he heard a gurgling sound from the sewage pipe, and then a rustling sound came. Looking at the sewage in the sewage pool, a small vortex formed and quickly discharged along the sewage pipe.

"Haha, great achievements are accomplished!"
Chapter completed!
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