Chapter 2563

Wang Jianmin glanced at the newspaper next to him, the irritability Zhou Andong brought him suddenly disappeared, and what followed was schadenfreude.

"When I got up this morning, my mood wasn't that good. But when I arrived at the office and saw a few articles in the newspaper, my mood became very happy."

Zhou Andong asked curiously: "What articles, that could make your mood change so fast, even Taishang Laojun's elixir wouldn't have such a good effect."

Wang Jianmin pushed a stack of newspapers forward with a smile: "Take a look yourself."

Zhou Andong put down the document he was holding, then picked up the newspaper: "What articles?"

Wang Jianmin picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "On the second page!"

Zhou Andong flipped to the second page, saw the bolded title at a glance, and then laughed "hehehe." Then, he picked up the second newspaper, the third newspaper, the fourth newspaper... the more he looked, the happier he became, occasionally making silly "hehe" laughs.

Wang Jianmin, who was originally prepared to watch the fun, was completely confused at this time. What's wrong with this kid, being scolded so miserably and still able to laugh, he wouldn't be unable to accept it, the mental stimulation was too great, and something went wrong, right?

Zhou Andong put down the last newspaper; actually, he didn't look at the content in detail, but it didn't matter, as long as he confirmed that they were all scolding him.

"Leader, you saw so many people scolding me, so your mood became so happy?"

Wang Jianmin said with a smile: "In this world, there is nothing that makes me happier than you being scolded by so many media outlets."

"Leader!" Zhou Andong scratched his head and said somewhat hesitantly: "That, some things, even if seen with one's own eyes, might not be true."

Wang Jianmin was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Andong reached out and picked up the cigarette on the desk, took one out and put it in his mouth, and then naturally stuffed the remaining half pack of cigarettes into his pocket; this scene made Wang Jianmin's mouth twitch fiercely.

Zhou Andong was the first cadre who dared to steal cigarettes from him. And he did it right in front of his face, so blatantly stuffing the cigarettes into his own pocket; this is not taking him, this leader, seriously at all.

"You really know?" Zhou Andong picked up the lighter on the desk: "I'm afraid if I say it, it will affect your happy mood."

"Stop talking nonsense, if you have something to say, say it, if you have a fart, let it out, don't dawdle." Wang Jianmin suddenly felt that after contacting Zhou Andong for a long time, his bottom line was getting lower and lower, and his quality was getting lower and lower.

Zhou Andong lowered his head and lit the cigarette, habitually wanting to put the lighter in his pocket. Then he saw Wang Jianmin pointing at him, staring and saying: "Put the lighter on the table for me."

"Ah?" Zhou Andong said "ah" softly, and somewhat embarrassedly put the lighter on the table: "Leader, sorry. You are also a man, you should understand, smoking, holding a lighter to light a cigarette, and habitually putting the lighter in your pocket, this is a habitual action, I really wasn't intentionally stealing your lighter."

"Oh?" Wang Jianmin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Stealing the lighter is a habitual action, stealing the cigarettes is also a habitual action?"

"Stealing cigarettes?" Zhou Andong waved the hand holding the cigarette: "Don't mess around, these are clearly my own cigarettes."

Saying this, this guy took out the half pack of cigarettes from his pocket: "This pack of cigarettes was opened by me yesterday afternoon, then I smoked half a pack, and it has been in my pants pocket all along, how is it stealing yours?"

Hearing Zhou Andong's words, Wang Jianmin's face turned black; this half pack of cigarettes of his died too miserably, without even a name or status.

"Leader, if you want to smoke, I can give you one." Zhou Andong took a cigarette out of the cigarette box and handed it to Wang Jianmin: "Come, leader."

Wang Jianmin didn't take it, Zhou Andong circled over diligently, put the cigarette in Wang Jianmin's mouth, and then picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette for Wang Jianmin.

"My cigarettes are a bit worse, you just make do with it, I'll bring you two packs of good cigarettes another day."

Wang Jianmin didn't speak, but his eyes never left Zhou Andong's hand holding the lighter, just watching him put the lighter into his pants pocket.

"Leader!" Zhou Andong circled to the front of the desk as if nothing had happened, and then gently patted the newspaper on the table: "I can tell you, I spent money to let Comrade Liu Lijuan find the media to scold me."

"Ah?" Wang Jianmin was really a bit confused, and hurriedly took the cigarette from his mouth: "You mean, you spent money yourself to find the media to write articles scolding you?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong said with a smile: "That's why I said, even if seen with one's own eyes, it might not be true."

Wang Jianmin didn't understand even more and asked: "Why did you do this?"

Zhou Andong ran his mouth off: "The whole country is praising me every day, saying I am an entrepreneur, philanthropist, educator, patriotic, and have been struggling and working hard for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation."

"Sigh!" Speaking of this, Zhou Andong sighed: "I feel like this won't do, because I'm floating, if I don't land quickly, something big will happen."

"So, I let Comrade Liu Lijuan help me find the media to scold me, the harder they scold, the more money I have. It's just to make my feet land quickly, so I can calm down and better serve the people, and strive for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation without sparing any effort."

Wang Jianmin's face was full of black lines, feeling blood rushing to his forehead, and his temples were throbbing. He took a deep breath, trying hard to stabilize his blood pressure.

"Don't talk about these anymore, if you have anything to say, say it, I don't have time to chat with you."

Zhou Andong pushed the document on the desk toward Wang Jianmin: "This is the Woolen Mill reform plan, you take a look, if there are any shortcomings, we will discuss them again."

Wang Jianmin suspiciously opened the reform plan: "You finished writing so quickly?"

"Didn't finish writing!" Zhou Andong answered very honestly: "I'm afraid if I finish writing it all, you, old man, will see it's not good and overturn it all, then wouldn't I have written it in vain?"

Wang Jianmin looked up at Zhou Andong, his eyes full of vigilance; this kid running over today definitely has something going on. What letting him look at the reform plan, what discussing shortcomings, these are all excuses. The reform of the Jiangzhou Liquor Factory was so successful, it can be directly copied to the Woolen Mill, he couldn't possibly overturn it."

"Leader!" Zhou Andong took a puff of his cigarette: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Wang Jianmin's temples were still throbbing: "You came to find me today, what exactly are you doing?"

Zhou Andong blinked, looking innocent: "Letting you look at the reform plan."

Wang Jianmin raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Andong in the air; he really didn't want to speak anymore and lowered his head to continue reading the reform plan. Since you, Zhou Andong, won't say, then I won't ask either, I want to see what kind of ghost you are playing.