Zhao Feifei opened her mouth and shouted.
Mr.
Zhao has three sons and two daughters, the eldest Zhao Yihua is currently the No. 1 of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of China, the second Zhao Yixing is Fei Fei's father, the current No. 1 of a province, and the fifth Zhao Yiqiang is the fifth uncle in Zhao Feifei's mouth, and the current deputy director of the Ministry of Land Resources of China is relatively low; The marriage of the two daughters was not a political marriage, but a self-choice, both married to businessmen, and rarely returned to Beijing except for the Chinese New Year.
The guard followed Zhao Feifei into the study, and without the instructions of Old Man Zhao, he skillfully opened the window and exhaust fan, and soon, the air in the room was new.
"Huh?
Fei Fei, you look good today!
Old Man Zhao said with some surprise.
Zhao Feifei's mother passed away due to dystocia, and her father was busy with his career, so Zhao Feifei was brought up by Mr.
Zhao, so the person who is most familiar with Zhao Feifei is Mr.
Zhao.
"Grandpa, don't divert the topic, you promised me that I only smoke five cigarettes a day, how many cigarettes are in the ashtray?
Today's cigarettes were confiscated.
Zhao Feifei walked to the desk and said as she received a box of special panda cigarettes with more than half a box left on the table into her bag.
Everyone smiled bitterly, in this family, the only one who can control Old Man Zhao is not the family doctor assigned to Old Man Zhao by the state, but Zhao Feifei.
"Okay, grandpa was wrong, he won't smoke today."
Old Man Zhao replied again and again, and then asked cautiously, "Fei Fei, how is your health lately?"
” When Zhao Feifei heard her grandfather's question, a round and fat honest face suddenly appeared in her mind, and a soft smile naturally appeared on her face, and she said, "It's almost good." ” "Oh!"
Old Man Zhao replied subconsciously, but in the next second, Old Man Teng jumped up from the chair and asked in surprise, "Soon?"
It's true?
Fei Fei, can anyone cure your disease?
” The three middle-aged people also stood up and looked at Zhao Feifei in disbelief.
More than ten years, since Zhao Feifei has this strange disease, I don't know how many famous Chinese and foreign doctors I have seen, and even ancient home remedies have been tried, but it is useless, the last time the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine Taidou Meng Lao and Zhuge Old Man jointly diagnosed, the conclusion given is that Zhao Feifei will not live to be twenty-three years old, maybe twenty-one or twelve years old will die, and now Zhao Feifei actually said that it is almost better, how is this possible?
"Grandpa, my dormitory's new transfer student Sun Zixuan is a very powerful Chinese medicine practitioner, he has already started to treat me, I haven't felt cold for two nights, this treatment has a total of seven courses, each course of treatment is three days, and a lot of medicinal materials are needed, so I take the prescription back, I can't treat me with people, and I have to pay for medicine!"
Zhao Feifei took out the prescription and said.
"Of course, that's of course, as long as it can cure your disease, it can be as much as it wants, as much as it wants."
Old Man Zhao's voice choked up, this is crying with joy.
"Dad!
Your heart isn't so good, and Dr.
Zhuge says you can't get too excited.
The three middle-aged men hurriedly walked over and persuaded.
"I'm happy, it's okay, by the way, prescription, Xiaojun, go and call me the little pig."
Old Man Zhao shouted loudly.
The guard answered, quickly rushed out of the study, and after a while, a middle-aged man about fifty years old walked in, he was Zhuge Zhenhua, the second son of Zhuge Old Man, and also the family doctor that Zhuge Old Man forced to Old Man Zhao.
"Little pig, come and see this recipe."
Old Man Zhao waved the ordinary piece of paper in his hand.
Zhuge Zhenhua took the paper with a wry smile, I am afraid that the name of his little pig will not be able to get rid of it in this life, and he has corrected it several times, and the old man Zhao has barked like a little pig.
"Huh?
It's this recipe......"
Zhuge Zhenhua glanced at the prescription and was stunned.
"How?"
Old Man Zhao frowned slightly, and an invisible coercion emanated.
"Old Zhao, this recipe was prescribed by a little fat man named Sun Zixuan, my father had seen it before, and he also called a group of old friends to make a joint prescription, but the result was ......"
"What was the result?"
The coercion on Old Man Zhao was even worse, and the three middle-aged people all trembled and didn't dare to speak.
Old man Zhao cares about his precious granddaughter, if this recipe is just used by charlatans to cheat money, then he must bear the thunderous anger of Old Man Zhao.
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"As a result, they didn't study anything, because this recipe was the first time it appeared, and they couldn't tell if it was effective, and most importantly, if it was an ordinary person, there was no difference between this recipe and poison, and using this recipe would make people feel like their bodies were burning."
"But I see that Fei Fei's complexion is much better now than before, so I think this recipe should be useful."
Zhuge Zhenhua said seriously.
"This is called Sun Zixuan's medical skills are even better than your father's?"
Old Man Zhao asked suspiciously.
Zhuge Zhenhua smiled helplessly, this question can't be answered at all, is it possible to say that a fat man in his early twenties is more powerful and clever than his father?
But if you don't say it's smart, then why is the old man Zhuge helpless for a strange disease, but this fat man can treat it?
"I don't dare to say these aspects, but in acupuncture, he is definitely better than my father, because he can use the Xuanyuan acupuncture method that has been lost for thousands of years."
In the end, Zhuge Zhenhua could only answer like this.
The eyes of the four men of the Zhao family were all focused on Zhuge Zhenhua's body, which had been lost for thousands of years, but was mastered by a young fat man, which was too mysterious!
Could it be that this fat man is the son of the legendary Chinese medicine hermit family?
"Grandpa, there's one more thing."
Zhao Feifei felt that the atmosphere in the study was a little weird, and spoke.
"Hmmm!
Fei Fei, you said, grandpa will promise you everything.
Old Man Zhao took two deep breaths and sat back in his chair.
"Grandpa, this diary is a corruption diary written by a big corrupt official, I'll leave it to you to deal with!"
Zhao Feifei took out the thick diary from her bag and put it on the desk.
"Huh?"
Old Man Zhao glanced at his precious granddaughter suspiciously, opened the diary, and just glanced at it, and his face showed an angry expression.
"Smack!"
Old Man Zhao slapped the desk and said angrily: "It should be killed." ” The three middle-aged men hurriedly walked up.
"Check, check it for me now, I want to see who this person is, who dares to embezzle so much money."
Old Man Zhao roared angrily.
It is not difficult to find out the owner of this diary, especially since there are so many detailed identity records on it, that is, twenty minutes, the information is fed back, and the target is all pointed to the same person - Wu Tian.
The three middle-aged men of the Zhao family all had excited expressions on their faces.
Zhao Feifei looked at her father in confusion.
"Fei Fei!
You've done your fifth uncle a great favor right now.
Zhao Feifei's father said excitedly.
After her father's explanation, Zhao Feifei finally understood the reason why her uncle, father and fifth uncle were excited.
The fifth uncle has been boiling in the land resources for six years, this year is the new year, the teams of various departments will be transferred, but to this position, it is difficult to take a step forward, after all, a radish and a pit, there is no pit, and it is difficult to get promoted, so the fifth uncle wants to transfer, level or reduce half a grid to the local post, although the current is a loss, but the road to future development is equivalent to opening, which is very beneficial for the future.
But there is also a problem of staffing in the local area, there are vacant positions, but there are very few real positions, and every position is stared at by many people, and it is not easy to operate, and Mr.
Zhao doesn't want to find a relationship to intercede, so before Zhao Feifei entered the study, everyone was entangled in this matter.
But now the problem has become simpler.
The reason why Wu Tian was able to sit in the position of executive deputy of the Ministry of Land Resources was that there were people above, and secondly, he had attracted a few deputy directors in recent years, as long as the diary broke out, the people above would not dare to reach out to protect him, and those deputy directors who were co-opted by him would definitely become grasshoppers on a rope, so that there would be more vacant positions.
Everyone started to get busy again, and they could seize the opportunity by contacting one step first, as long as the time was ripe, they could take down Wu Tian immediately, and for the stability of the Ministry of Land Resources, the promotion of the fifth uncle was inevitable.
The No. 1 of the Supreme Commission for Discipline Inspection personally came to Old Man Zhao's study and took the diary, and from this time on, Wu Tian's fate had been determined.
That is, two hours later, a surprising news came.
Wu Tian confessed to the record in the diary, this is not surprising, the evidence is conclusive, even if Wu Tian does not admit it, those who accept bribes in the face of such a detailed record, it is difficult to deny, in fact, it does not matter whether Wu Tian admits it or not.
The key is that the personnel of the Commission for Discipline Inspection found Wu Zhuohan Wu Dashao, who was still asleep in the house where Wu Tian stored the stolen goods, and Wu Zhuohan Wu Dashao was still asleep.
According to Wu Tian, this diary has always been kept in a very secret small safe in the master bedroom of this house, and the possibility of losing it is almost zero, and now that it appears, the reason is somewhat intriguing.
"Fei Fei......"
Old Man Zhao put down the phone, looked at Zhao Feifei, and asked seriously: "Who gave you this diary?"
” Zhao Feifei replied lightly: "Picked it up." ” "Picked up?"
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Everyone is not a three-year-old child, how can they believe this excuse.
Seeing that Zhao Feifei's expression returned to indifference, Old Man Zhao shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Okay, okay, what Fei Fei says is what it is, Xiaojun, this diary was picked up by you from outside the compound." ” "Yes, chief, I picked up this diary from the alley on the edge of the compound."
The guard replied smartly.
Zhao Feifei finally smiled again.
Zhao Feifei passed the test smoothly, but Sun Zixuan ran into trouble.