Secretary Liu Guanghui opened the office door two steps first, and Zhao Qiang let Zhang Changsuo and Zhao Changfeng in.

Zhao Changfeng followed Zhao Qiang, feeling nervous and curious. Before that, he had not even entered the township chief's office.

To Zhao Changfeng's surprise, Zhao Qiang's office was not as luxurious as he imagined. The office was not large, about seventy or eighty square meters, a set of office desks and chairs, a row of bookcases formed a simple office area, several mahogany sofas, and a coffee table separated a simple living room. If it weren't for the signboard of the deputy governor's office hanging at the door, even if Zhao Qiang brought him in personally, Zhao Changfeng would not believe that this was the office of a deputy governor.

Zhao Qiang arranged Zhang Changsuo and Zhao Changfeng on the sofa, and then pulled a chair and sat opposite the two of them. Secretary Liu arranged to make tea for the three of them.

"Uncle Changsuo, I've made you suffer!" Zhao Qiang's tone was a little heavy.

Zhang Changsuo's eyes were red and swollen. He held Zhao Qiang's hand and trembled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Uncle didn't suffer much. Uncle was happy to see that the fifth son had made a fortune. Unfortunately, the leader..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Changsuo's toothless mouth sagged, and turbid tears burst out from his eyes again.

When Zhao Qiang heard Zhang Changsuo mention his father, he felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't let Zhang Changsuo cry like this. After all, this is the office of the vice governor, and it is not good to be affected by someone.

"Uncle Changsuo, don't cry! Don't cry!" Zhao Qiang pulled two tissues from the coffee table to wipe Zhang Changsuo's tears. In order to distract Zhang Changsuo's attention, Zhao Qiang pointed to Zhao Changfeng and said, "Uncle Changsuo, tell Wu Yazi first, who is this young man?"

Zhang Changsuo only remembered Zhao Changfeng at this time, and he didn't care about crying. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and a red cloud suddenly flashed across his rough and cracked face.

"Five, Wuyizi..." Zhang Changsuo said with a grunt, "Yes, can you borrow one dollar from my uncle first?"

"One dollar? Why do Uncle Changsuo want one dollar?" Zhao Qiang said in surprise.

"For more, pay this little comrade's money."

Only then did Zhang Changsuo tell him about Zhao Changfeng's help to buy his train ticket.

"Well, comrade, it's very good!" Zhao Qiang nodded at Zhao Changfeng with approval, and groped back and forth in his pocket with his hands, "Young people nowadays need your moral character!"

Zhao Changfeng's face suddenly became hot, and he didn't know what to say. If his behavior before was helpful, then his behavior later was selfish. When he helped Zhang Changsuo, he had no selfishness, but was simply moved by a shadow similar to his grandfather. When Governor Zhao and Zhang Changsuo really recognized each other, Zhao Changfeng had a different thought in his heart. If an ordinary college student like him had no family background, if he could have some relationship with Vice Governor Zhao, it would have an immeasurable impact on his future. It was precisely with this mentality that he followed Zhang Changsuo in to see if there was any opportunity to use it. However, the words of Zhang Changsuo made Zhao Changfeng unable to find any reason to stay.

It would be great if Zhao Sheng could ask the old man Zhang Changsuo later. Zhao Changfeng felt very regretful. He stood up and said, "Governor Zhao, nothing! This is something any young man can do. The uncle needs my help now, and it's time for me to leave!"

"Don't be busy!" The old man Zhang Changsuo shouted and made a glimmer of hope rise in Zhao Changfeng's heart, but the hope was immediately shattered with the second half of the old man's words, "Let Wu Jiazi pay you back the fare before leaving!"

The fare? Zhao Changfeng smiled bitterly in his heart. I just care about the dollar so much?

"No, uncle, no need!" Zhao Changfeng waved his hand and wanted to leave, "What's one dollar?"

Zhang Changsuo stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Changfeng's sleeve, turned around and looked at Zhao Qiang, "Five Brothers..."

Zhao Qiang kept touching his hands on his body, his face extremely awkward. Since he became the deputy mayor of Zhongzhou City, his chances of using money have been greatly reduced, and he even developed the habit of not pretending to be money. Now that Uncle Changsuo forced him to take out a dollar, how could he find it? He is really a hero who is suffocated to death with just one cent!

At this time, Secretary Liu brewed tea and brought it over: "Mr. Changsuo, Governor Zhao, and the young comrade, please use tea."

Zhao Qiang's eyes fell on Liu Guanghui, and finally found a solution to the current embarrassment: "Xiao Liu, give me one dollar first."

Liu Guanghui quickly set up the teacup, took out his wallet and started searching. His wallet has always been filled with hundreds of big bills, and it is really hard for him to ask him to find a dollar. But thankfully, Liu Guanghui finally found a one-yuan banknote in the cracks in the wallet.

"Young man, take it!" Zhao Qiang stuffed a dollar into Zhao Changfeng's hand, "Thank you again for your help to Uncle Changsuo!"

Just as Secretary Liu was looking for money, Zhao Changfeng had already come up with a bold plan in his mind, and he no longer refused and accepted the money.

"Mr. Changsuo, you have a good rest. I'm leaving!" Zhao Changfeng reminded Zhang Changsuo, and then said goodbye to Zhao Qiang.

When he was about to reach the door of the office, Zhao Changfeng stopped and turned to Zhao Qiang and said, "Governor Zhao, I suddenly remembered something. I want to ask you for help. I don't know if it's okay?"

"Oh?" Zhao Qiang looked at Zhao Changfeng calmly, "What are you busy with? Let's talk about it first."

Zhao Changfeng walked back a few steps, came to Zhao Qiang, and said with a little embarrassed look: "Governor Zhao, I was going to rush back to school for the exam in the afternoon, but because I met Mr. Changsuo, I delayed going back to school for the exam. Governor Zhao, can you call our school and explain the situation and ask them to arrange a chance to take the make-up exam for me?"

It turned out that it was just such a request? The slight disgust of Zhao Changfeng that had just risen in Zhao Qiang's heart immediately disappeared.

"Haha, just arrange a make-up exam?" Zhao Qiang said, "You can give you this opportunity. But I can declare in advance that I just give you a make-up exam opportunity. As for whether you pass the exam, it depends on your ability."

"Thank you Governor Zhao!" Zhao Changfeng felt relieved, "As long as you can give a chance to take the make-up exam!"

Zhao Qiang waved his hand and said, "What's thankful? It's OK. You delayed the exam because you gave me Uncle Changsuo. Should I win you a chance? Young man, what's your name? Which school is it from?"

"Zhao Changfeng, Department of Finance and Economics, 90 Finance majoring in the Department of Finance and Economics, North China University of Finance and Economics."

"Oh, we were a family five hundred years ago! I must help you with this!" Zhao Qiang turned around and explained to his secretary Liu Guanghui: "Xiao Liu, please call Zhu Lihong later, explain Xiao Zhao's affairs, and ask him to arrange someone to give Xiao Zhao a chance to take the exam."

Zhao Changfeng was very surprised that Zhao Qiang actually knew that Zhu Lihong was the president of North China University of Finance and Economics. However, he didn't know that Zhao Qiang was the vice governor in charge of culture, education and health, and knew the presidents of universities across the province well.

"Okay! Governor Zhao, I'll go later!" Liu Guanghui agreed to Zhao Qiang, but glanced at Zhao Changfeng, his expression worthy of fun.

Zhao Changfeng's eyes touched Liu Guanghui's gaze and quickly moved away. He knew that his trick might have been seen through by the governor's secretary Liu Guanghui. But no matter what, he had to take a bet. This is a business without capital and profit. If he wins the bet, there is a golden road in front of him. If he loses the bet, he will not lose anything.

After walking out of the provincial government compound, Zhao Changfeng felt a little nervous and inexplicable excitement. The so-called make-up exam is a complete excuse for Zhao Changfeng. What is the make-up exam required for a test for a test class? What Zhao Changfeng actually needs is not a make-up exam, but a call from Governor Zhao or Governor Zhao's secretary. For an ordinary university, he suddenly received a call from the provincial government saying that Governor Zhao asked a student to arrange a make-up exam for a student in the school. What does this mean? How will the leaders of the school speculate on the relationship between Governor Zhao and a student?

Zhao Changfeng smiled silly! This is the effect he wanted! The premise is that Secretary Liu will honestly make this call according to Zhao Qiang's instructions.
Chapter completed!