Chapter 945: Three Rejections of Minister Zhan

Minister Zhan nodded, with a look of understanding in his eyes.

Lu Miao walked a few steps inside.

Seeing that the teacup on the table was almost empty, he put the child down, patted the child's head and told him to go play somewhere else.

She picked up the kettle and filled it about 70% full for Minister Zhan.

In just this short period of time, that kid Baichuan climbed onto Minister Zhan's thigh again.

When Minister Zhan saw this, he laughed out loud and picked up the tough boy into his arms again.

Baichuan took out the pen from his breast pocket. He didn't say anything and just let the child play with it.

Lu Miao was both angry and amused when he saw this, and since he could see that Minister Zhan liked Xiao Baichuan, he did not stop him.

Asking Minister Zhan to sit in the outer room for a while, she went back to her room to get something, and then returned to the table to sit down and talk with Minister Zhan.

Minister Zhan brought the rolled-up silk banner and two yellow envelopes from the table and pushed them in front of Lu Miao one by one.

He explained the situation in detail, and Lu Miao nodded several times before opening things to check.

Minister Zhan also put the medal of honor that President Qin awarded to Lu Miao in an envelope.

In addition to the medal and banner, Lu Miao opened another envelope and found that it contained a thick stack of developed color photos.

At the beginning of the year, she visited various major factories.

In April, May and June, she led people into the mountains and traveled through cities and streets to collect materials.

There were also rehearsals in August and September to welcome the Libyan President, participation in the Canton Fair in October, and a relaxing cruise trip with colleagues after the Canton Fair.

Whether it was a single person or a group of people, she knew when some photos were taken.

Some are completely unaware.

Lu Miao pulled out the photos one by one and looked at them. Minister Zhan smiled kindly and explained slowly:

"These photos are cut from work tapes, and some were recorded intentionally or unintentionally by the photographers who worked with you. I sorted them out one by one and should have given them to you a long time ago. Since you were suspended from work and stayed at home, this envelope was sent to me. I have time to come here today, so I can bring them to you."

Lu Miao nodded, actually feeling very touched.

Although the work at the Guoyingshe is very busy, it is also very fulfilling.

And she was really surprised when she saw these photos that recorded every little detail.

But one thing at a time, the corners of Lu Miao's lips slowly returned to their original state.

She put the photo back into the envelope, then pushed the document bag that she was holding under her arm to Minister Zhan.

"this is?"

The file bag that Lu Miao handed to Minister Zhan was the one that Yu Hong had sent him a while ago.

The one that contains the housing documents of Wanshou No. 1 Courtyard.

She returned the thing to Minister Zhan, obviously not intending to take it back.

Minister Zhan frowned, took a look at the document bag, and then his expression became serious:
"Xiao Lu, what are you doing..."

Lu Miao shook his head and interrupted Minister Zhan:
"Minister, I know you have another reason for coming here this time, but I may disappoint you."

Minister Zhan's kind face suddenly became haggard, and he looked at Lu Miao deeply.

Lu Miao smiled and said without hiding anything:
"Although I don't have any shops under my name now, I have invested in other people's businesses. Minister Zhan, my personal background is no longer suitable for continuing to work in the relevant units and organizations."

These things can be easily found out if the staffing unit decides which staff to recruit, and there is nothing to hide.

But this news caught Minister Zhan off guard.

"what?"


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