Volume 22: Small Notes (23)
After seeing Lin Yingkong saying that he would throw Zong Shaoxian and Fukui to Zhu Mengtian, and Zhu Mengtian took over the task with a calm expression, everyone's expressions became very strange.
Let’s not mention Fu Kui for now, Zong Shaoxian was assigned to him... In the past, Zhu Mengtian would have jumped up with excitement long ago?
Isn’t the assistant really maliciously creating a Shura field?
How could Lin Yingkong not know what they were thinking? He squinted his eyes and said, "The minister personally arranged it. Do you have any opinions? Just mention it."
The assistants immediately shook their heads and shook their heads--the minister had spoken, what dare they say...
Fukui looked at Lin Yingkong for a few more times, probably because she could see that they wanted to stare at her with Zhu Mengtian.
Lin Yingkong pretended not to know anything and smiled innocently at Fukui.
Fukui said coldly: "Where is the minister? Is it convenient to talk to him?"
Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong in his pocket: "..."
Well, agree, this shape is not easy to deal with...
If you don't agree, it seems like Feng Rong is deliberately targeting his rival...
It's indeed the Shura Field.
The assistants held back their laughter.
Lin Yingkong had no choice but to say: "The minister is... not very convenient for meeting outsiders now."
He deliberately said something vaguely, giving people the feeling that he was hiding something and leaving people with enough room for imagination.
Fukui's expression changed a little, and she didn't know what she thought of, but instead said, "Then let's talk alone."
Everyone who raised their ears and gossipeds suddenly became shocked - the famous scene of openly prying the corner of the wall is here!!
Lin Yingkong could almost see the gossip soul in their hearts awakening, and glanced at them speechlessly. His eyes were sharp and everyone suddenly shook back their heads and pretended to be busy.
Lin Yingkong said calmly: "Okay, come to my office. I was going to talk to you and Executive Officer Zong too... Shaoxian, I'll find you later?"
Zong Shaoxian nodded, "Yes."
Lin Yingkong made a "please" move to Fukui, "Here."
Fukui curled the corners of her mouth, not knowing whether it was intentional, and asked, "Don't you say hello to the minister?"
"We are all in the same office," Lin Yingkong said naturally, "there are not so many taboos when working."
Fukui thought he was talking about Feng Rong in the office inside, but she didn't know that Feng Rong was in Lin Yingkong's pocket at this moment...
Feng Rong himself said he was a little embarrassed.
Although he asked Lin Yingkong to bring his own, it still felt very strange when he encountered such a scene...
After Lin Yingkong and Fukui walked away, Zong Shaoxian, who was still there, walked to Zhu Mengtian with everyone's eyes.
Before he could speak, Zhu Mengtian said, "Give me the information form, thank you."
Zong Shaoxian wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he didn't say anything and silently gave him the information file he brought.
Zhu Mengtian signed the position of the recipient and shouted: "Rongzi, give Executive Zong a work manual, take him to record fingerprints and spiritual power spectrum, and open him the temporary access authority on this floor. The pass level is B-level internal service."
"Ah? Oh, I understand!" Fei Rong, who was suddenly called, was stunned for a moment, then she smiled dryly and took out the work manual and walked to Zong Shaoxian's side, "Then... Brother Shaoxian, please come with me?"
Zong Shaoxian looked at Zhu Mengtian and saw that he was already sitting in front of the computer and staring at the documents on the table while handling work. He didn't look at him at all, Zong Shaoxian had to follow Fei Rong away.
The other assistants looked at each other, and the atmosphere was so subtle that they didn't dare to discuss gossip, so they could only work cowardly.
Well, the New Year is coming soon, isn't the atmosphere too weird?
The two flowers bloom and each one is on the top of one branch. Let’s talk about Lin Yingkong and Fukui.
As assistants to the minister, Lin Yingkong and Vonya both have separate offices, but most of the matters have to be sent to Fengrong by their hands, so the two assistant offices are semi-open during work, and only a silent barrier is added to facilitate handling of things.
Lin Yingkong opened the door and invited Fukui into his office openly, but he didn't plan to close the door, so he let the gossip guys outside watch it casually.
After Fukui entered, she didn't say anything or sit down, but looked around the entire office for a week.
This space has been owned by Lin Yingkong for many years. In addition to various documents, letters and office equipment, many of Lin Yingkong’s own personal belongings have been added. He is a person who is very good at life. The details are warm and tricky, the ornaments on the table, the oil paintings on the walls, the decorations on the bookshelf... At a glance, people can’t help but relax.
This is a very relaxing work space, no one can imagine that the strong and cold person like the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department actually has such an assistant and lover. They are completely different.
Fukui also noticed that there was a rest space in the small door next to the bookshelf. The door was half-closed. She noticed that there was a soft sofa and a furry pillow there, and even made a table with a rice cooker and a microwave on it. She seemed to be able to cook here.
Lin Yingkong said intentionally or unintentionally: "Minister is picky about food. Sometimes I bring it to my home for lunch and I can eat it after it is hot."
Feng Rong: "???"
Why didn’t he know that he was picky about food? It was obviously the recipe arranged by Lin Yingkong, so he could eat whatever Feng Rong was given!
Unfortunately, Lin Yingkong was not guilty at all. He looked like "What can I do to spoil him?", and Fukui sneered directly.
"Sit." Lin Yingkong pulled open the chair in front of his desk and sat down opposite him. His attitude of doing business was very natural, making people unable to pick out any thorns.
Fukui sat down, crossed her feet, leaned against the back of the chair and stared at Lin Yingkong.
There was a bit of inexplicable treacherous in her eyes, and there seemed to be a slight difference from the coldness just now.
Lin Yingkong said thoughtfully: "You are starting to feel confused again?"
"Don't worry," Fukui said, "I can control it."
"Minister and I have invited a psychologist for you. Will you meet later?" Lin Yingkong said in a discussion tone, "Let's cooperate with him to make a portrait of the figure. Luo Cheng is a serious offender who has been staring at the field team of the General Office. His movement trajectory is very important to us. Please help me."
Fukui is not a young and energetic young man anymore. She also knows the process of Ling Law Enforcement Department very well. She said: "I can understand, I will cooperate."
"As for the work of the headquarters, I pray Meng Tian will take you," Lin Yingkong thought for a while, "but I have to ask first, are you planning to come to the headquarters?"
Fukui didn't answer at once.
Lin Yingkong said in an official business manner: "You also know that the number of exchange jobs for each year is to maintain sufficient connection between the headquarters and the branch, rather than to be arrogant. You have strong abilities. In the past, the minister invited you to the mobile field team at the headquarters to be responsible for supporting tasks that cannot be handled by local branches. Although it is on business trips all year round and the work intensity is not low, I think this job is not more difficult for you than stationed in the Y9 district."
Fukui looked at him, "What position did you say this?"
"The position of work," Lin Yingkong said sincerely: "I will arrange the most suitable plan for every department member who comes to the General Office for exchange and study. After all, you are all elites in our department. It is one of my responsibilities to help you get better opportunities for work development. The Minister and I also privately believe that you have contributed a lot to the current peace in the Y9 District, which is admirable. I hope you can take a proper rest and take care of your body. Returning to the headquarters is a good way. It is not difficult to do a few years of mobile fieldwork and go back to the Y9 District in a few years."
There is really no selfishness in these words. Lin Yingkong has always distinguished his work from his emotions, otherwise he would not have been able to complete his work perfectly while having an office relationship.
Fukui was silent for a long time.
Lin Yingkong said: "Of course, the headquarters doesn't need you to answer immediately. I just want to communicate your intentions with you and arrange relevant work for you in the future. After you have fully understood the functions of the headquarters, I hope that before the exchange work is over, you can tell me your answer, and the headquarters will consider your job transfer next year as appropriate."
But Fukui asked, "What if I want to come to the headquarters office?"
Feng Rong thought that Fukui was the truth, or was he looking for trouble under the hypnosis hint?
Lin Yingkong thought for a while, "In most cases, the head office is an internal staff member, and there is no quota for transfers next year. On the one hand, I'm not sure if you are suitable for internal staff, and on the other hand, the head office will not have a quota for you. I'm afraid the headquarters can only arrange other internal staff membership for you."
Fukui said: "Isn't the field team of the General Office a field worker? I remember you just added someone."
"Yes, so I don't plan to continue adding people for the time being," Lin Yingkong said objectively. "There are currently nine people in the field team of the General Office, and there is also a listed member during the inspection. The field team of the Ling Law Enforcement Department generally has no more than ten people in a group."
Fukui tsk, "Anyway, I can come to the headquarters, but I just can't show up in front of you often, right?"
Lin Yingkong didn't care about her excessively provocative tone, "I'm just stating objective facts."
Fukui looked at him with her head tilted, "You are still like this, so smooth that no one can catch your painful foot."
Lin Yingkong smiled unanimously.
"It's strange," Fukui said suddenly, "How did you become the assistant of the minister before? Shouldn't he like to be a taciturn assistant by his coldness?"
Lin Yingkong shrugged, "By relying on strength."
Feng Rong, who was in his pocket, couldn't help but fall into deep thought when he heard this.
Having said that, how did Lin Yingkong settle down beside him?
Chapter completed!