Early in the morning, as soon as Zhang Qingyun entered the office, he saw a lot of people talking. Zhang Qingyun frowned and coughed. Everyone turned their heads quickly. When they saw that it was him, everyone dispersed awkwardly. Zhang Qian stepped forward and said:

"Director Zhang, there is a blind man in the small conference room. Secretary Wang met this morning at work and almost hit Secretary Wang's car. He claimed that he wanted to complain, Secretary Wang asked you..."

Zhang Qingyun browed and said, "Where is Director Wang? What is the doorman of the logistics team doing? Someone at the door was about to hit the secretary's car, didn't they see it?"

"Director Wang hasn't come to work yet!" Zhang Qian said with a grudge. She was particularly afraid of Zhang Qingyunbiao's appearance.

"Let's go, take me to see it! Have you ever learned about the situation?"

Zhang Qian nodded: "This man was originally from Yanbei Township, and belonged to Tianxia. He kept helping others tell fortunes and divination. He often set up stalls at the train station, but a few days ago, he didn't let him set up this stall. Law enforcement officers smashed his things and hit his people, so he..."

Zhang Qingyun waved his hand to signal him to understand and pushed open the door of the small office. Sure enough, there was a blind man sitting inside, and only white eyes could be seen in both eyes. He was over 50 years old, with a sparse head, very thin, protruding bones, thin lips, trembling, and white foam at the corners of his mouth, which was very sloppy.

The clothes were also very greasy, with a slightly arched back, a homemade huqin beside him, and various hexagrams were placed inside the mattress, which was undoubtedly a fortune teller on the street.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the blind man quickly stood up, Zhang Qingyun stepped forward to support him, and said, "Old man, old man, don't be polite, sit down! What are you talking about?"

Sitting down tremblingly, the blind man suddenly felt a little excited and anxious, and began to talk nonsense. He spoke very quickly and was incoherent, and it was all the most rustic dialects in Yongping, which made Zhang Qingyun feel a little difficult.

But after listening for a while, he still understood. According to the blind man, the official smashed his guy and brought someone to beat him, and he would not let him set up a stall in the future. When he was excited, he even stood up and lifted his clothes for a while, rolled up his sleeves to show Zhang Qingyun the bruise on his body. He almost jumped up.

"Old man, don't worry, sit down first and have tea! I'll call you immediately and ask about the situation!" Zhang Qingyun said. Judging from the blind man's expression, this matter was probably true, but he was a little puzzled. There were many people running around the train station, and no one cares about it. Who would not be able to get along with a blind man?

"Master Qingtian, you have to make the decision with me! I have no other skills, so I can make a living by fortune telling. How can I live by smashing my sign!" The blind man looked excited and was about to kowtow to Zhang Qingyun. Zhang Qingyun hurriedly stepped forward to support him, frowned, turned his head to Zhang Qian behind him and said:

"Call the Disabled Persons' Federation and check if they know what happened. Also, notify Chengguan Town Police Station and ask them to send someone to the Disabled Persons' Federation. After calling, you will send the old man there immediately and ask them to investigate it strictly!"

After Zhang Qingyun finished speaking, he quickly comforted the blind man with kind words, asked him about his name, and instructed him to send a car to take him to the Disabled Persons' Federation to coordinate. When the blind man left, he thanked him very much, and said:

"Master Qingtian! Oh my god! The young man's hands are ten threads and his feet are on the central palace. He will definitely be full of wealth and honor in the future..."

Zhang Qingyun felt chill when he heard this, and Zhang Qian also pursed her lips and looked at Zhang Qingyun with a strange look.

"Young man, don't believe it. I, Blind, have been traveling around the world for decades, and have always told the truth. All the hexagrams are effective..." The blind man said in a urn. When he opened his mouth, he had a bit of immortality and unpredictable and profound atmosphere.

Zhang Qian quickly stuck out her tongue and stopped talking. However, Zhang Qingyun realized something and thought that it was probably because of the fortune teller of the blind man, and the disaster came from his mouth. Who did he provoke? Otherwise, how could he suffer from this disaster?

As soon as he thought about this, Zhang Qingyun sighed and thought that some of the leading cadres nowadays claimed that they were Marxist-Leninist believers, and they were still feudal superstition behind their backs. They didn’t make the hexagram well, and they even retaliated. This matter must be investigated to the end!

Back at the office, Zhang Qingyun quickly called Wang Ping, and the petitioner almost hit his car. The county party committee security made an omission and he was unable to refuse the blame. So as soon as the phone was connected, Zhang Qingyun said apologetically:

"Secretary Wang, our work is inappropriate, which scares you. I must put the office atmosphere in the future, especially the security personnel..."

"Haha, Qingyun, you are so serious, this is just an accident. However, petition work is very important and difficult, you can't take it lightly. Things that block the way you listen to the words cannot be done." Wang Ping smiled, and his last sentence was very serious.

Zhang Qingyun's face changed. Although Wang Ping said it lightly, it was obviously different. It seemed that his suppression of the materials about Yi Qianjin had attracted the attention of others.

"Yes, yes, Secretary Wang, you have the right instructions. We must seriously implement this work." Zhang Qingyun said repeatedly.

"It's good to be able to recognize the problem. I don't care about this, I just talk about it casually. I'm still quite at ease about your abilities." Wang Ping said, and hung up the phone after saying that.

Zhang Qingyun bit his lower lip and frowned. Wang Ping's meaning of beating was obvious. He could not bear the hat blocking Yan Lu, and he could only report the matter of Yi Qianjin.

Someone happened to knock on the door, and Zhang Qingyun said, "Please come in!" Wang Tao came in with his head hanging down. It seemed that he had heard the wind and knew that the county party committee this time

The security guard was here to prepare for criticism.

"Copy this thing and send it to the relevant leaders!" Zhang Qingyun weakly took the petition materials about Yi Qianjin and threw them on the table.

Wang Tao was stunned. Zhang Qingyun didn't scold anyone after he had made such a big mess. Isn't this normal? Why do you have to send documents by yourself? You won't have any opinions about him, right? You stood still and didn't dare to move!

"What are you still standing there? Go quickly! Let's talk about what happened this morning, what happened? The petitioner almost hit the leader's car. Do you know how much negative impact this is..." Zhang Qingyun stood up and shouted, finally criticizing Wang Tao.

As soon as Zhang Qingyun started to curse, Wang Tao felt relieved. He had been with Zhang Qingyun for so long and knew his temper. If he was scolding you, he would even think that you were your own person. The entire county party committee office had been scolded the most, but everyone knew that he and Zhang Qian were the closest people to Director Zhang.
Chapter completed!