Little Life on An American Ranch

Zheng Huaidong staggered out of the office of Secretary Wang of the Political and Legal Committee, all his former vigor was gone, only his pale face and the confusion of not knowing where to go.

Walking to the door of his office, Zheng Huaidong was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked at his office. There was nothing written on the nameplate on the door, only three words of office were written, which were the three words that had been given to him before. In other words, it is a thousand-ren high mountain. Now I thought I had leveled this high mountain, but suddenly I was thrown from the peak to the valley.

"Junior Zheng!"

At this moment, a police officer came over and greeted Zheng Huaidong with a smile.

"Hello!"

Zheng Huaidong's answer stunned the policeman for a moment, because when he said hello before, this Zheng bureau just smiled and nodded, how could he reply such a friendly hello.

Zheng Huaidong was not in the mood to guess what the policeman was thinking. He walked to the door of his office with heavy steps, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and saw the furnishings inside. The things in the house are very simple, a desk, a sofa for meeting guests and a tea table are all it takes.

Even such a simply furnished office no longer belongs to Zheng Huaidong. Although Secretary Wang said it nicely, the expressway office has a lot of work to do, so I need to transfer myself back to take care of the overall work. The expressway office is where he has stayed for many years. There are only a dozen or so people in the whole office, three directors, three masters who enjoy the treatment of deputy directors, two patrolmen who don't go to work with names, and the bitter policemen. Five or six people, what's the big deal?

What is Guan Jian? He transferred himself but did not mention the adjustment of any of the three directors. This matter is obvious. He Zheng Huaidong has become the same as the three masters who enjoy the treatment of deputy directors, except that he enjoys the treatment of deputy directors. It's just the deputy department of Erbajing.

After looking at his office for a while, Zheng Huaidong started to pack his things. Originally, he thought that if he packed up again, he would move into the chief's office. He didn't think about where he came from and where he went back.

After packing up his things, Zheng Huaidong carried his things in his arms and walked out the door. As soon as he went out, he saw many heads hiding behind the office windows, followed his gaze and shrank back quickly.

There really shouldn't be any trouble in this yard! Zheng Huaidong smiled wryly in his heart.

Carrying the cardboard box, I walked to the door. Originally, as soon as I went out, the captain of the small team came up to meet me. After running up to him, I asked Mr. Zheng where are you going, but when Zheng Huaidong walked to the door, there was no one. When I met a couple, they greeted each other with embarrassing expressions.

"Yo,

Bureau Zheng, where are you going? "

At this time, a potbellied police officer walked by, and when he saw Zheng Huaidong, he smiled, the fat on that fat face was trembling, it was obvious that this man was extremely happy.

"Huang Suo, now I am no longer Bureau Zheng."

"Then how is it possible? It is rumored that you will be able to take the position of Secretary Wang in two or three years. How do you think you are transferred to the city bureau?"

How could Zheng Huaidong not hear the sarcasm in the fat man's mouth? If he was the director, no, even if he was sitting in the original office, the fat man would not dare to talk to him in this tone, what's the matter now? Is this a tiger in Pingyang being bullied by a dog?

Smiling at the fat man, Zheng Huaidong walked to his car without saying a word, stretched out his hand and opened the door, put his things in the back seat, then walked to the side of the driver's cab, opened the door and sat in, quickly He started the car and drove out of the gate of the county bureau.

Zheng Huaidong glanced at the gate of the county bureau and the sign next to it from the rearview mirror, feeling deeply moved for a moment, and suddenly felt that his past year was like a dream.

squeak!

With a sudden brake, Zheng Huaidong stopped the car directly, the driver behind was startled so suddenly, he honked the horn a few times

Zheng Huaidong ignored him at all, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Mayor Zhao's number and dialed it.

After a few rings, Mayor Zhao's secretary answered the phone: "Hello, Bureau Zheng, Mayor Zhao is in a meeting! Didn't I say that Mayor Zhao is very busy these days? He'll call you back when it's time."

The secretary's voice lost the enthusiasm it used to have, and returned to the tone of a secretary's phone call, without the sense of intimacy it used to have. But Zheng Huaidong had no choice but to say with a smile, "I just want to report to Mayor Zhao."

"Director Zheng, if you want to report on your work, you should follow the procedure. First report to Secretary Wang of your county. If necessary, Secretary Wang will then report to your Secretary Guo. It is really a big deal to come to Mayor Zhao..." .

The secretary's words were very straightforward, and he was short of asking you on the phone that a small county bureau chief reports to the mayor? Do you have this level? Follow the program!

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up. There's a call coming in from my side."

After speaking, the secretary didn't wait for Zheng Huaidong to say anything, and hung up the phone directly.

Zheng Huaidong glanced at his hands, suddenly a burst of anger surged in his heart, he stretched out his hand and threw the phone out, with great force, he threw the brand new Apple XS-MAX over several somersaults.

"Fucking bastards, what did you do to me when I was on stage!" Zheng Huaidong cursed suddenly.

After cursing, Zheng Huaidong picked up the phone again, the car was covered with soft bags, and the phone just fell on the ground, so it only cracked the screen, and it can still be used. Picking up the phone, Zheng Huaidong found a phone number, and saw Jian Heng written on it impressively.

Looking at the phone number, Zheng Huaidong was stunned for a while, then sighed and put down the phone. He felt that it was not the time to bother his little brother.

Driving back home in the car, Zheng Huaidong's appearance startled his daughter-in-law, and then Zheng Huaidong and his daughter-in-law had a quarrel and slammed the door out.

Walking aimlessly on the street, suddenly Zheng Huaidong's cell phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller was his master, that is, the master who brought him with him when he first entered the industry. When he was prosperous, he hired his own master.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Huaidong continued to walk and smoke. After a while, another message came from the phone. When he opened it, he saw that it was from the master. There was a line of words on it, "Come over for lunch, I'll wait if you don't come." !

Seeing such heartwarming words suddenly, Zheng Huaidong's tears came out immediately. He found a small alley, watched these words and wiped away his tears for a long time, then went to a nearby supermarket to buy a bottle of water to wash Put your face away and call a car to go to the master's house.

Thanks to Zheng Huaidong's prosperity, his master's current house has been replaced by a commercial house of more than 100 square meters. Although the whole family still has three bedrooms and one living room, it is much better than the previous two bedrooms and one living room.

When Zheng Huaidong arrived, there was no one else in the master's house except the master, and a table of dishes had already been set out. There was nothing special about them, they were all home-cooked, and the craftsmanship was not so good. The least meal-like meal I've eaten in months.

"What's the matter, dislike master?"

The master motioned Zheng Huaidong to sit down, unscrewed a bottle of blue porcelain that was several tens of yuan smaller, poured half a bowl into the bowl in front of Zheng Huaidong, and then poured a similar amount for himself.

The old man didn't speak, picked up the bowl and touched Zheng Huaidong, and then started to drink.

The two of them went down three or two bowls, and the bottle of wine was almost empty, and the old man didn't speak, not only because he didn't speak, but also let Zheng Huaidong speak.

Snapped!

The old man put down the bowl, wiped his mouth and said, "Your promotion is too fast, you have no background and experience, and there is no one in the family who can mention it. You are so complacent! This fall is actually a mistake. Good thing, wait until your position really rises, and if you fall this somersault again, it will not be as good as it is now, and you will almost retreat completely."

"Master, what are you talking about!" Zheng Huaidong frowned.

"Why are you unconvinced?" The master glanced at Zheng Huaidong, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to take out another bottle of wine from under the table, unscrewed the lid, this time did not pour it for Zheng Huaidong, poured himself a small bowl, and then put the bottle Put it in front of Zheng Huaidong.

"Pour yourself, you are a junior no matter how old you are, you should pour wine for me when you come in front of me, instead of me pouring it for you. You remember this rule in the past, why did you become a deputy director and put on airs!" said the old man.

Zheng Huaidong reached out and picked up the wine bottle: "I just worry about too many things at once, so I forgot about it."

"You can forget about this when you're here, but don't forget it when you go out! Those who forget can't make a big deal!" The old man took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and put his hand directly into the table without using chopsticks He grabbed a handful of peanuts from his plate and put them in his mouth one by one.

Zheng Huaidong saw that the master was far away from the peanuts, so he reached out and put the plate in front of the master, so that the old man could grab it easier.

"Don't you know what's wrong with you now?"

"I haven't figured it out until now. I should say that it shouldn't be like this. Now the only person who can do this is that person," Zheng Huaidong said.

"You said it was the person who helped you up?"

Seeing Zheng Huaidong nod his head, the master said again: "You are not stupid yet!"

"But why is that?" Zheng Huaidong still didn't understand why he suddenly came here overnight and was disgusted by that person.

The master looked at Zheng Huaidong and said, "You still don't understand? Seriously, if I were that person, I'd just push you to the end and throw you to the lakeside!"

Seeing that Zheng Huaidong was still looking at him with a silly face, the master said ruthlessly, "Why do you say dogs are kept in the countryside?"

"A nursing home?"

Zheng Huaidong blurted out.

"You also know about guarding the nursing home. Even a dog like you can't look after the nursing home. What do they raise you for? Eat plain rice?" the master asked lightly.

When Zheng Huaidong heard that his master described it as a dog, his face immediately changed drastically.

"What? Are you upset? Think you can't be a dog and want to be a human?" The master still smiled.

"Master, didn't you ask me to have fun?"

"If I have this kung fu to clean you, you think you are mutton!" The master reached out and nodded Zheng Huaidong: "If it wasn't for you, kid, you still know how to respect me, do you think I would call you here? I don’t realize, you’d better go back to your little border guard and don’t bring trouble on yourself.”

Hearing the master's scolding, Zheng Huaidong finally woke up, reached out to pick up the wine bottle and respectfully poured wine into the master's wine bowl.

After pouring the wine, he tied his hands and looked like he was being taught: "Master, tell me!"

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