Chapter 122 Why was he arrogant at first but respectful later?

Chapter 122 Why was he arrogant at first but respectful later?

Chapter 122 Why was he arrogant at first but respectful later?

The phrase "illegal promotion" is usually followed by "taking up the post with illness". Contrary to popular belief, if you report someone for nepotism or exclusion of dissidents, it is usually difficult to get any results from an investigation. This is because such reports without actual content are extremely difficult to obtain evidence, and accusations without evidence are no different from groundless speculation.

The relevant departments receive dozens of groundless reports every day. If they investigate everything, they will offend people and even be unable to carry out their daily work. But illegal promotion is different. The rules are the rules. The content of illegal promotion is often clearly written in black and white in the personnel file. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the problem with just a glance.

Zhang Qian’s illegal promotion is an example of this problem.

Within three years after Zhang Qian hitched a ride on the coattails of a big boss in the "circle", she experienced a rocket-like promotion from district to city, promotion in rank, key training, and joining a leadership team.

According to regulations, after being promoted, one must serve in a certain position for a certain number of years before being promoted again. After being initially accepted by a certain unit, one must also serve for a certain period of time. Looking at Zhang Qian's file, you will find that her experience in serving in a position is very competitive. Each promotion was based on the bottom line of the previous promotion. She would be promoted after the prescribed time limit.

However, the problem arose when Zhang Qian was promoted from the district to the city. The regulations clearly stated that Zhang Qian's qualifications did not allow her to be hired by the city that year unless she had a postgraduate degree.

She did have a graduate degree, but it was six months after the promotion. She was a postgraduate student at the time, and only six months away from getting her degree. Strictly speaking, she would not have met the requirements for employment, but her connections allowed her to bypass this rigid requirement and was hired a year in advance.

It was because of this advance that she caught up with the last window of power and rose to fame overnight. After that, her connections were transferred and she started to stay where she was.

Judging from the personnel file alone, Zhang Qian's resume has only this "small flaw". Her connections were quite clear about the rules and regulations, and she had prepared all her qualifications in good order, and she had established all the necessary connections. Whether the operation behind this was legal or not is not a question for the moment, at least it was legal on paper.

The only "small flaw" is that the master's degree graduation time does not match.

This was the “small flaw” that Wang Zixu reported to his superiors.

Of course, he and Shen Jianqiu also talked about many other issues. Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken two hours.

The reasoning was complicated. In the old coffee shop, Wang Zixu sat in his familiar seat and explained to Ning Chunyan for half an hour before she could catch up with Wang Zixu's train of thought.

"So, you made it so complicated, so unpleasant, and under so much pressure, and in the end the problem you complained about was just that Zhang Qian said she graduated with a master's degree six months early?"

Ning Chunyan looked at Wang Zixu, his eyes seemed to be saying, Brother, this is not worth it.

Prince Xu drank a sip of black coffee woodenly: "Yeah. This is all I can say."

Ning Chunyan placed his thin arms on the table and asked, "Did you show mercy?"

The prince shook his head.

"This is the only evidence I have. I can't say anything else without evidence."

After that, he paused for a moment and added: "Besides, my purpose has been achieved by only reporting this one flaw."

Wang Zixu looked straight ahead and calmly took another sip of black coffee. It tasted extremely bitter.

Ning Chunyan stared at his face for a while, then gave up asking him what goal he had achieved and what goal he wanted to achieve.

She gathered her hair, sat up straight and said, "I know why you want me to accompany you."

Wang Zixu turned to look at her, and for the first time, there was some emotion on his face: "Why?"

Ning Chunyan said seriously: "To enhance our prestige."

She added, "If you came alone today, you would probably be bullied to death by Zhang Qian again. Don't worry, we are in a favorable situation today. Don't be like last time. Be more energetic."

"..."

Wang Zixu did not try to correct her thoughts, but just turned his head away silently.

It didn't take long before Zhang Qian arrived, and she came with great momentum.

This time she changed into a Chanel handbag, tucked it tightly under her armpit, and walked straight towards the two of them. When she was in front of them, she slammed the bag down on the table as if to protest:
"Wang Zixu, what on earth do you want to do?"

Wang Zixu raised his head and pretended to be stupid: "Didn't you want to meet me?"

"I asked you what you wanted to do last night?"

These words sounded a bit ambiguous. The waiter in the distance turned his face over and looked over here. Zhang Qian reached out and pulled the curtain of the private room.

"Also, why is she here too?"

Zhang Qian pointed at Ning Chunyan rudely.

Ning Chunyan opened her Coach bag in a domineering manner, took out a hairpin from it, and tied her hair up behind her head.

I was angry, but I said nothing. I couldn't lose my momentum.

Besides, my bag is more expensive than yours.

Wang Zixu said, "She is my friend. I made an appointment to meet her yesterday to discuss something. I met you just for fun. If you have anything to say, just say it and leave quickly."

Zhang Qian folded her arms and sneered. Same stage, same actors, isn't it just to save face in the same place? Who doesn't know that little trick?

In fact, she was wrong to think so. Wang Zixu didn't want to save face. He had done everything he should have done yesterday. How much is Zhang Qian's face worth? What's there to save?

Ning Chunyan came over and said through gritted teeth in a voice that only he could hear: "Good job, you confronted her like that. If you act like a coward again like last time, my mammary glands will be blocked by your anger."

Wang Zixu was a little depressed because he felt that he didn't back down last time. Ning Chunyan had never seen him back down before. And no matter what, it was not his turn to be responsible for her breasts. He pointed to the seat and said to Zhang Qian, "Sit down."

Zhang Qian said coldly: "I don't like you talking to me in such a commanding tone."

Wang Zixu became impatient: "You can sit down or not. If you don't want to sit down, just stand and talk."

Zhang Qian gritted her teeth, sat down and whispered, "Wang Zixu, did you ever consider the consequences of your impulsive actions yesterday? Do you know how many people you have offended?"

She added, "Don't think that you can win everything just because you stand out at a literary conference. I tell you, people forget things quickly. Your work is not as important as you think. Don't think it will be passed down for thousands of years. People are too busy with their daily lives to have the time to think about you. After a few days, your limelight will fade and the leaders won't care about you anymore. You will regret your current behavior if you think about it again."

Zhang Qian said a lot, but Wang Zixu just listened silently. After listening, he broke through Zhang Qian's defense with just one sentence:
"Zhang Qian, I want to resign."

Zhang Qian tried hard to gather her face that was about to fall apart: "You want to resign? Why do you want to resign? You have been living a life of idleness for a long time. You are so old and have not even got married. Are you going to give up your current life just to be angry? The prize money for your literary competition is only 10 yuan. You don't really think you can live on the money from your writing?"

After Zhang Qian finished speaking, Ning Chunyan looked at her with some pity: She kept saying that she understood Wang Zixu, but she didn't even know that Wang Zixu had been married for a long time. She was the one who lived in her own world without seeing the sun, right?

Wang Zixu said: "Don't get me wrong, I just feel that this job is not suitable for me, and my energy is not enough to support me doing too many things at the same time. As for my life, you don't need to worry about it."

Zhang Qian's voice was a little off: "What else do you want?"

"Graduate school entrance exam." Wang Zixu said as a matter of course, and even wanted to laugh when he said it, "I have to hurry up and get into Nanjing University, otherwise, someone will come after me."

Zhang Qian didn't understand the logic in his words. She felt groggy and her body was shaky. The only information absorbed into her cerebral cortex was that Wang Zixu was going to resign.

"Do you really think that just because you're using resignation as an excuse, you have no weaknesses? Let me tell you..."

Wang Zixu interrupted her and said, "Zhang Qian, you got it wrong. Today you are the one who wants to talk to me, not me. I have nothing to say to you. Put away those things you learned in the officialdom. They are useless to me. I am leaving now. If you want to talk, just talk for a few words. If you don't want to talk, just leave. Otherwise, you will only make yourself unhappy."

Zhang Qian's expression changed several times, and finally she said coldly: "What did you say to the leader?"

Wang Zixu took a sip of black coffee and said slowly, "The senior leader and I reached a consensus yesterday that you are not suitable for any leadership position."

As Zhang Qian looked at him waveringly, he said, "Oh, maybe soon, I'll transfer you to a development zone town or a remote unit. It's also possible that you can come to our unit and become a colleague of our director."

Zhang Qian's expression finally became terrified. Her face gradually turned as pale as a deathly person, and her lips also lost their color.

"why?"

Wang Zixu asked, "Why?"

"Why does the boss think this way?!" Zhang Qian was a little hysterical, "I should have been promoted to deputy director this year!"

Wang Zixu blinked and said, "Because you are not suitable for a leadership position."

Seeing Zhang Qian's stunned expression, Wang Zixu said, "In fact, it's good enough just like this, because in my opinion, you are not only unsuitable for a leadership position, you are not even suitable for being a civil servant.

"You like luxury goods, are out of touch with the masses, and have no sense of serving the people. Being a civil servant is not only contrary to your life beliefs, but also not conducive to your own development and your work. It is also good to demote you to the grassroots level. It can sharpen your spiritual and moral sentiments, which is good for you."

Zhang Qian slammed the table and stood up, drooling almost on Wang Zixu's face: "Are you kidding me? I have been a civil servant for so many years, and my rank is much higher than yours. What right do you have to say this in front of the big boss? What do you know?"

The black coffee was almost finished. Wang Zixu stared at her while drinking it, as if he was watching a joke. "Anyway, I have already said this to the senior leader, and the senior leader also called the Organization Department overnight to inform them of his opinion on how to deal with the matter. It's no use for you to lose your temper with me. If you want to find someone, go find the senior leader."

Ning Chunyan was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that he almost got internal injuries.

Previously, Zhang Qian said that she killed his manuscript for Wang Zixu's sake, and now Wang Zixu also said that he told the boss about it for Zhang Qian's sake. He even responded in the same way: I have already done it, so if you want to find someone, go to the higher-ups.

Wang Zixu said that he didn't bear grudges, and Ning Chunyan actually believed him. He obviously bears grudges. Isn't this scene a replica of what happened that day? It's just that the two parties have exchanged identities. Ning Chunyan felt relaxed all over, and the congestion in her breasts caused by anger that day seemed to be unblocked in an instant. Wang Zixu no longer needs to be responsible for this.

Wang Zixu stood up and said to Ning Chunyan embarrassedly, "Let's go. I don't think she wants to give up. I have something else to discuss with you alone."

Ning Chunyan grabbed her bag, raised her head proudly, walked past Zhang Qian, and followed Wang Zixu for only two steps when she suddenly heard a "thump" sound behind her. She turned her head and was immediately shocked: Zhang Qian was kneeling on the ground.

She was wearing a short skirt that didn't reach her knees, and her round knees touched the ground directly, and the "plop" sound was particularly crisp.

"Wang Zixu," Zhang Qian's eyes turned red, "I was wrong. Can you go and ask the senior leaders for mercy? I really don't want to go to the grassroots level. I will die."

Wang Zixu turned his head very seriously and said to her solemnly: "Comrade Zhang Qian, I can assure you from my personal experience that you will not die if you work at the grassroots level."

Zhang Qian sobbed, "I was wrong, I was really wrong. I admit that I didn't communicate with you enough before, and there was a little misunderstanding. What do you want in exchange for my forgiveness?"

Wang Zixu sighed: "I have never blamed you. You have picked on me many times before, but I didn't say anything. I just..."

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of a wheel rolling forward, as if everything would be blown away by the wind: "I just suddenly figured it out."

"What did you figure out?"

Wang Zixu looked at her and said, "You and I are both human beings. Why should I make things difficult for myself instead of for you?"

After saying that, he took Ning Chunyan and turned away, leaving Zhang Qian standing there sadly.

Ning Chunyan whispered, "She was aggressive at first, but now she knows she was wrong."

Wang Zixu shook his head. "How can she admit her mistake? She is just afraid. She used to be a leader in a core department. No matter what problems she encountered, she would put on airs and frown. Naturally, others would get anxious. Over time, this habit became a habit. No matter what problems she encountered, she would still behave in this way. When she encountered someone who did not indulge her, she would start to get anxious, but it was too late."

He said this with some regret, because Zhang Qian was really not like this before. Material life and abnormal desire for power can lead to a complete change in a person, even in temperament. He felt a little sad about Zhang Qian's transformation, but he did not feel sorry for her experience. She had her own problems to become like this, otherwise why would she be so arrogant at first and respectful later?
Ning Chunyan asked worriedly, "Did the leader really promise to deal with her?"

Wang Zixu whispered to her, "Really. And I not only told this to the senior leaders, I also collected all the materials for Zhang Qian's promotion and sent them to the mailboxes of the relevant departments. Even if the senior leaders don't investigate, if this matter is exposed later, it will be traced back to Zhang Qian. Even if it is for self-protection, no one dares to protect her at the risk of the world's condemnation."

This series of small moves linked together, completely disintegrated the relationship around Zhang Qian. But this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was Wang Zixu's forbearance.

His materials were certainly not collected overnight, and the evidence he had was large or small. If he had reported it a few years earlier, he might not have achieved good results, but would have been retaliated against. He waited until now to bring it out and made sufficient preparations, which was the last nail in Zhang Qian's coffin.

Ning Chunyan shuddered inwardly.

Otherwise, why is it said that once someone who understands you becomes your enemy, he will be the most terrible enemy?
For Wang Zixu, Zhang Qian, who knows him best, can be said to be an enemy at the level of the fire-breathing Godzilla; and for Zhang Qian, isn't Wang Zixu also a zombie Tyrannosaurus?

It’s a pity that Zhang Qian had never realized this before.

The two of them sat in Ning Chunyan's Porsche, and Ning Chunyan sighed comfortably. She felt as if she had just won a battle, and now it was time to summarize, celebrate, have a bonfire party, and have a pleasant after-hours talk.

"Finally I got my revenge. How do you feel about that?"

Ning Chunyan glanced at him, but Wang Zixu still had the same expression: "I don't have any special feelings, at least not the feeling of revenge. In fact, I have been thinking..."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Someone once told me," Wang Zixu said, "'Everything in life is related to sex, except sex, which is about power.'"

Ning Chunyan's eyes flickered: "Then what happened between you and Zhang Qian... is it also related to sex? In the final analysis, do you want to sleep with her or does she want to sleep with you?"

Ning Chunyan became more and more relaxed in front of him. Wang Zixu did not complain about this and said, "Definitely not. I now feel that the sentence is very narrow-minded. For example, this matter has nothing to do with sex. It has only been about power from beginning to end. She used a sentence to control my life before, and now I use a sentence to control her."

Ning Chunyan said: "Either the west wind prevails over the east wind, or the east wind prevails over the west wind."

"So if you want to correct it, this sentence should be changed to: most things in life are related to sex, and some things are related to power, including sex."

Ning Chunyan chuckled: "You are quite rigorous."

"Keep improving yourself and make progress every day." Wang Zixu said frankly.

Ning Chunyan said, "I don't seek great improvement, and I don't feel I've learned anything from what happened today. Anyway, it's satisfying to see her get humiliated. I'm satisfied today. Thank you for bringing me to see such a good show."

Wang Zixu said: "Then I suggest you get rid of this vulgar taste as soon as possible, because what I am going to tell you next will be more exciting."

After that, he placed a bank card on the center console of her car and slowly pushed it over.

Ning Chunyan stared at the card and asked, "What for?"

"You want to start a magazine and are in need of funds, right?" Wang Zixu said, "There is 80 yuan in this card. I'll lend it to you. As a friend, we can negotiate the repayment period and interest rate."

Ning Chunyan's eyes widened: "What does this mean? Am I so poor that my lack of money is written all over my face?"

Wang Zixu couldn't help laughing. This was the first time he laughed today. "Can I say that I actually thought your magazine was a good project from the beginning? I lent it to you because I wanted to make money."

Ning Chunyan stared at him in doubt and uncertainty. After a long pause, he frowned and said:
"I admit that I am still a long way from my plan. I originally planned to sell my father's house, but unfortunately I just found out recently that due to investment mistakes a few years ago, my parents had already sold the house there but just kept it secret from me. But I am not at the end of my rope. If things really don't work out, I can still sell my car..."

Wang Zixu said: "Don't sell your car, I really like your car."

Ning Chunyan glared at him: "It's useless for you to like it. My car is not available for loan."

"What I mean is that you can keep it. Not only do you not have to lend it out, but you also don't have to follow Qin Qiong's example of selling your mount. I like your car in a platonic way. I don't have to drive it myself. Just looking at it is a pleasure."

Ning Chunyan struggled for a long time and pushed the bank card far away: "No, I can't take your money. It's not easy for you to make money. This money must be all your savings, right? What will you do if I take it away? Besides, you have to resign and take the postgraduate entrance examination..."

Wang Zixu said: "Well, I'm not as bad as you think. I actually have a source of income. I write, write that, and write online articles."

"Writing online articles?"

"Yes, I made a little money."

Ning Chunyan didn't believe it. But she couldn't help but believe it. Otherwise, where did the money come from? The salary of a clerk in Xihe wasn't high enough to save so much money. Besides, with Wang Zixu's skills, it didn't seem strange to write profitable online articles.

Wang Zixu pushed the bank card to her again: "If you really want to hold it, you can treat me as a shareholder and give me dividends every year. But I won't interfere with your work."

Ning Chunyan swallowed his saliva: "Really? Are you serious? Are you kidding me and waiting to see me laugh at you?"

"Life has played enough jokes on me that I have lost the ability to joke."

"Don't make it sound so serious. I believe you."

Ning Chunyan's heart was beating fast as he picked up the card. He smiled guiltily and asked, "I'm still a little confused. Just think of it as a joke. Let me ask you, referring to what you just said, is your behavior related to sex? Or is it related to power?"

If it's related to sex, it means he wants to seduce her; if it's related to power, it means he wants to build a relationship with her. Wang Zixu shook his head and denied it. It's neither of the above.

“You could say it’s about sentimentality.”

Ning Chunyan gently shook the bank card in his hand and said, "Brother, I am willing to believe you. Can you change your sentence?"

"Let's revise it tomorrow, leaving some room for improvement."

Before Wang Zixu got off the car, Ning Chunyan struggled for a long time and suddenly said, "Hey, let me ask you, are you willing to work as a part-time editor for our magazine?"

Wang Zixu asked: "Me? Am I qualified?"

"That's enough. You are now a new author who debuted in Yangtze River and won the first place in Xihe Literary Association. You are also a well-known figure. It is not a disgrace to the school to hire you as an editor," Ning Chunyan said proudly, with his hands on his hips, "not to mention that you are just a small editor."

Wang Zixu was a little hesitant, so Ning Chunyan tried to persuade him again: "Aren't you going to resign next? You're also going to Nanjing University for graduate studies. Our magazine will probably be near Nanjing University after it's established. Wouldn't it be a good fit for you to work part-time while studying?"

Wang Zixu was a little moved.

Ning Chunyan continued to tempt: "And do you know? Our editor-in-chief is still Chen Qingluo! Let me tell you, she is amazing. Her next novel will definitely win the Mao Dun Literature Prize. If you follow her and help her, you might learn a lot."

Wang Zixu's heart was beating very fast, and he was in turmoil for a long time before he said dryly, "I'll think about it."

"Ah? What else are you considering?"

Wang Zixu pushed the door open and got out of the car: "I'll think about it, you wait for my news!"

After saying that, he ran away like the wind.

Ning Chunyan pounded the steering wheel and said, "Damn it, shouldn't that be the line from the recruiter?!"

(End of this chapter)