At about 830 in the morning, Lilia came to the unit ahead of schedule, and as Bogdanov's secretary, she had the responsibility to come earlier than the leader.
Bogdanov had a habit of reading the newspaper while drinking coffee in the morning, so Lilia had to prepare freshly brewed coffee for her boss.
As the only daughter of Nikonov, deputy secretary of the state party committee, she had to follow her father's wishes and embarked on the road of politics, although she was young, but she was arranged to be a secretary next to Bogdanov, this is the secretary of the municipal party committee, there is a civil servant in Gorky City who does not envy her, but Lilia herself knows how much she wants to be born in an ordinary family.
Although he said that he was a secretary, Bogdanov knew the thoughts of Deputy Secretary Nikonov, and he just wanted to keep his daughter here to be gilded, and as long as the opportunity came, he would soon be transferred.
So Bogdanov didn't really treat Lilia like a secretary, just let him do the idle work of serving tea and pouring water, sorting out documents, and someone else would take over the rest of the work.
The two don't have much contact on weekdays, and Bogdanov occasionally cares about Lilia and asks her to bring a good message to his father.
The coffee was quickly brewed, and Lilia placed the coffee pot on the tray, carried the day's newspaper, and delivered it to Bogdanov's office, and in most cases, Lilia's day's work was over.
If he wants to leave, knock on the door or make a phone call to Bogdanov and he can get off work.
That's exactly what Lilia plans to do today.
He returned to his workstation and was about to call Bogdanov to tell him that he was going first, when the phone rang.
"Hello, I'm Lilia."
Lilia picked up the phone and responded.
"Get me a taxi, I'm going out now," Bogdanov anxiously urged.
"But secretary, there is a regular meeting of the municipal party committee this morning," Lilia reminded.
"Let the first deputy secretary preside over it," Bogdanov said, and then hung up.
After a while, the car downstairs was ready, and the well-dressed Bogdanov anxiously left the office.
As soon as he got into the car, Bogdanov said to the driver: "Go to Gorky University, quickly" The driver didn't ask anything, just started the car and drove to Gorky University, and the journey of about half an hour was not long enough.
As soon as he entered the school gate, Bogdanov used the car's car phone to find Lana.
She said to Lana, "Where are you?"
"Ah, I'm out now" Lana wondered why Bogdanov would come to her at this time, considering that the two usually met at night.
"Hurry back if something happens, when will you come, you're still busy earning your little money," Bogdanov said angrily.
Bogdanov told the driver to park the car not far from the logistics department of Gorky University, walked into the office building with his hat down, took the key from his pocket and opened the door.
Bogdanov would sometimes come back to Lana's office in search of excitement, so Lana luckily gave him a hand.
About half an hour later, Lana was back in her office.
As soon as she entered the door, she asked, "What the hell is the matter, calling me back in such a hurry?"
"Look for yourself," Bogdanov picked up a copy of Komsomolskaya Pravda and threw it in front of Lana.
Lana then read it curiously, just read a few lines, couldn't help but be shocked, she glanced at Bogdanov, and then asked: "What should you do, do you want to save me, dear, I usually promise you everything, you can't leave me alone" Lana cried in a panic, which made Bogdanov a little flustered, and said irritably: "Be quiet, tell me to think of a way" Bogdanov sat down in his chair and lit a cigarette for himself, only Lana sobbed quietly from time to time in the room.
After a cigarette was lit, Bogdanov said slowly: "It's not a big deal at the moment, although there are photos of you taking money, but making up a reason should be able to fool the past, the key is the photo of the sack of money, where did you get so much money" "How can I have so much money, you know how much money I can earn every month," Lana replied with tears in her eyes.
"So, that reporter has wronged you," Bogdanov asked rhetorically.
Lana nodded quickly.
Bogdanov was relieved at this time, it turned out that this report was still mixed with false reports, and this was a place that could be refuted.
Bogdanov decided that since the other party has a place to frame Lana, then it means that the other party's evidence is not conclusive, and it is completely possible to seize this point and reverse the whole incident.
Bogdanov immediately called the party committee of Gorky University, in which he demanded that the secretary of the university immediately make an announcement explaining the false report of Komsomolskaya Pravda and ask the other party to clarify Lana's reputation.
In the wording, it is necessary to leave room for the other party, so as not to jump over the wall in a hurry, and when necessary, you can contact the other party to see if you can reconcile, of course, all this is carried out in the name of the party committee of Gorky University.
Bogdanov said to the secretary of the party committee of Gorky University on the phone: "If you help me, I will remember this favor, and when the rumors of this matter pass, the matter of the land behind your school will be settled."
Under some coercion and temptation, the secretary of the party committee of Gorky University could only agree with a smiling face, after all, this is under the rule of Bogdanov, how can people not bow their heads under the eaves.
Soon, in the afternoon of the same day, Gorky University called the Komsomolskaya Pravda to protest against the false reports of the other side.
Damara was quickly called into the editor-in-chief's office.
"Damara, what the hell is going on, is that report you wrote true?"
the editor-in-chief asked, staring at her sternly.
"It's true, but there are photos to prove it" Damara was on the verge of something, and she could only insist that it was true, otherwise her work would have flown off.
"But the other party can say that you are a false report, especially the photo of the money in the sack, the other party says that you are a fake."
The editor-in-chief then asked.
"I swear, what I write is true," Damara retorted.
Damara eventually resisted the pressure from the editor-in-chief.
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When he walked out of the editor-in-chief's office, Damara regretted it a little, after all, it was just a corruption case of the director of the logistics department of a university, and the report did not cause any sensation, but Damara got himself into a big trouble, and it was obvious that some of the gains outweighed the losses.
Damara sat down in his seat in despair, and sighed, until now he could only take one step at a time.
Just then, the phone rang again.
Damara picked up the earpiece, and before she could speak, the voice on the other side immediately cheered her up.
"Well done, I have more exciting information in my hands, and I will continue to deliver it to you next Monday" After the other party finished speaking, the phone was hung up.
Damara put down the microphone and couldn't help but wave his clenched fists, shouting "S" to be continued. t1706231537: