Rebirth of the Flying Era

Now, although Du Fei doesn't have photographic memory, his eyesight and memory are far beyond ordinary people.

Just at a glance, he saw some problems in Zhu Ting's manuscript.

Du Fei immediately turned back and asked, "Sister Zhu, what is this?"

Zhu Ting didn't look up and replied: "There will be a meeting in the district in the afternoon, Aunt Wang's speech."

Du Fei's face darkened, and he felt more and more that something was wrong, and asked: "We have a meeting in the afternoon, what have you done so far? Why haven't you finished it yet?"

Zhu Ting said: "Xiao Shen lost the original manuscript, and Aunt Wang was not here. Director Xiang came to me just now and asked me to produce a manuscript before the afternoon. Fortunately, the original draft is still there, otherwise I would definitely not be able to get it out! Hey~ stop talking to me!"

However, Du Fei suddenly reached out and held down the manuscript paper in front of Zhu Ting.

Zhu Ting was stunned and said angrily: "What are you doing? Stop making trouble!"

Du Fei said seriously: "Sister Zhu, please wait, no more than two minutes."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Zhu Ting asked, "What's wrong?"

Du Fei didn't waste any time and went straight to the point: "Aunt Wang and Section Chief Qian are not here. The speech was suddenly lost and must be rewritten. There may be a problem here!"

Zhu Ting is a lover of mystery novels and a natural supporter of conspiracy theories.

Upon hearing Du Fei's words, he immediately became energetic.

Du Fei picked up the manuscript in front of her and pointed at a paragraph: "Read this paragraph carefully."

Zhu Ting's own cultural literacy and political sensitivity are not low.

I was just too anxious just now and didn't wash the radish when it was too late.

Now after Du Fei reminded him, he turned around and took a closer look, and his expression suddenly changed.

Although this passage is very cryptic, the underlying meaning is that it goes against the current trend.

If Director Wang were to read this out in public at a district meeting, he would definitely be grabbed by the hair, and he would not be able to explain it clearly.

At this time, Du Fei took the so-called 'draft' that Zhu Ting had regarded as the manuscript and turned it over.

I quickly found two more problematic statements about my position.

If there is only one place, it can be attributed to coincidence, but if there are multiple places in a row, it is definitely intentional.

"Here, here, here, and here, take a look." Du Fei handed the draft back.

Zhu Ting flipped through it quickly, her face becoming even more ugly.

Du Fei asked: "Who gave you the draft?"

Zhu Ting gritted her teeth and said, "Deputy Director Xiang!"

Du Fei frowned.

Du Fei, the deputy director of this project, was not familiar with him. He had only met him twice since he had been here for a long time. He was a middle-aged fat man who smiled at everyone he saw wearing glasses.

I didn't expect that the knife stabbed out at the critical moment would be so vicious and vicious.

He really made this happen. Not only was Director Wang unable to walk around, but Zhu Ting, the manuscript writer, was also unable to escape.

Zhu Ting also thought of the consequences at this time, and her face turned pale. She was shocked and angry. She stood up suddenly and tried to rush out.

But he only took half a step, then he stopped suddenly and stood there, deep in thought.

At this moment, Du Fei and Zhu Ting both thought that Deputy Director Xiang didn't know Director Wang and Zhu Ting's background, yet he dared to use such despicable methods to deal with them. Either he was crazy, or there was someone behind him, There is a bigger force behind the scenes.

And their real purpose is probably not to target Director Wang and Zhu Ting.

It is more likely that they are targeting the small groups of the Chu family, the Zhu family, and the Xiao family that have just been formed through the marriage of Chu Cheng and Xiao Huifang.

Thinking of this possibility, Du Fei and Zhu Ting both looked unhappy.

Needless to say, Zhu Ting has been bound to the family from the moment she was born.

Du Fei is closely related to this small group because of Chu Cheng and the relationship between Chen Zhongyuan and Chu Hongjun.

Once the Chu family and the Zhu family fall, it will be difficult for him, a little shrimp, to survive alone.

Zhu Ting took a deep breath and said to Du Fei: "Thank you this time!"

Du Fei waved his hand and said, "We don't have time to talk nonsense now, so hurry up and find Aunt Wang! By the way, you call your dad, and I'll call my uncle and ask him to inform Uncle Chu."

Zhu Ting suddenly encountered this incident. Although she was not confused, she still didn't know how to deal with it.

Du Fei's words made her think clearly, and she responded immediately and took action.

The sub-district office only has one phone, which is placed in Director Wang’s office.

The two of them left the small office and hurried outside. When they arrived at the door of the big office, Du Fei suddenly pulled Zhu Ting: "Slow down, be natural~ That's right!"

As he said that, Du Fei turned around and ran back, took back the year-end summary that he had just taken, and gave it to Zhu Ting: "Don't alert the enemy."

Zhu Ting nodded, and then the two of them walked out of the office like a secret agent.

Everyone in the office didn't know what the show was, and they all looked at each other in confusion.

After Du Fei came out, he was immediately keenly aware of a prying gaze.

Du Fei remained calm and said to Zhu Ting with a smile: "There is someone in the office opposite who is watching us. This matter is 90% correct."

Zhu Ting also showed her acting skills in an instant. She raised her hand and hit Du Fei, as if the two were having a fight, and said with a smile: "I know, these idiots dare to plot against me!"

Du Fei was stunned. He didn't expect that Miss Zhu Ting, a descendant of high-ranking cadres, a role model for royal sisters, and a top student who graduated from Yan University, had such a rough and arrogant side.

The two of them pretended to be chatting and laughing, walked through the second entrance and came to the inner courtyard.

Just as he was about to go to Director Wang's office, a fair-looking middle-aged man suddenly came out of the Deputy Director's office opposite, holding a document bag in his hand. It was Deputy Director Xiang!

Deputy Director Xiang smiled and asked, "Xiao Zhu, have you finished writing your speech for the afternoon?"

Zhu Ting said calmly: "Director Xiang, we're still a little short of the mark, but it's almost there. Don't worry, we won't delay it."

Deputy Director Xiang nodded and turned to Du Fei: "You are Xiao Du, the nephew of Director Shen of the Youth League Committee."

Du Fei nodded quickly, bowed, and said with a smile, "Director Xiang, you have such a good memory. That's my aunt."

Deputy Director Xiang pushed up his glasses, a hint of contempt flashed through his eyes, but he laughed and nodded, said hello to Zhu Ting again, and then walked out.

Du Fei noticed that when Deputy Director Xiang left, he held his briefcase with extra force, as if he was afraid of being snatched away.

Du Fei glanced at the brown leather briefcase and secretly pouted.

Maybe there is something there that Deputy Director Xiang feels is very important.

But in Du Fei's view, those were all trivial matters.

The most important thing now is to inform the heads of the Zhu family and the Chu family to prevent the enemy from ambushing them.

From the fact that the other party uses Director Wang and Zhu Ting as a breakthrough point, and the methods are full of conspiracy, it shows that the opponent's strength is probably not as strong as the Chu family and the Zhu family. If they just start it openly and openly, there is no chance of winning.

And the reason why a conspiracy is a conspiracy is because once it is exposed, it will be ineffective.

Deputy Director Xiang thought he had done a perfect job.

Du Fei and Zhu Ting quickened their pace and entered Director Wang's office.