County Magistrate Song Zhizhi is in his forties and has been the Magistrate of Wujian County for more than three years.
Song Zhizhi has a mature and steady look, and his calm heart always bursts out with some strange ideas.
And when the county government encountered difficulties, he would always step forward to help solve them.
Especially when the county magistrate had something to do, he would try his best to help solve it.
Song Zhizhi has a small beard on his chin, and he is always used to stroking his beard when he is thinking about problems.
It seems that this will help him think of a solution to the problem.
Just now, when he saw the county magistrate's guest kneeling like this in the lobby of the county government office, Song Zhizhi thought that this was definitely disrespectful.
So he quickly helped Chai Zhanwen up. At the same time, he also glared hard at the guy kneeling beside him.
Of course Song Zhizhi knew this guy.
He knew that this person would always do something to bully others, and would also say some outrageous words.
It was as if this county government was established for him alone, and he was the magistrate of Wujian County.
As for the porridge shop outside, it was originally impossible to set up opposite the Yamen.
But due to some things in the county government, this has never changed.
Song Zhizhi felt that Chai Zhanwen, standing in front of him at this time, was a handsome young man.
Needless to say, it is elegant and elegant. The most important thing is that it has a calm style.
It can be said that his city is inscrutable, which is a manifestation beyond his actual age.
Maybe that's why he was invited by the county magistrate to become a staff member.
Until now, Song Zhizhi respects this staff member very much.
Looking at the slightly dark-skinned county magistrate in front of him, Chai Zhanwen quickly bowed and saluted and said, "Thank you, Lord County Magistrate."
"It doesn't have to be like this."
Song Zhixu helped Chai Zhanwen, meaning that he didn't need to bow to salute.
And Chai Zhanwen didn't know if his name had changed after time travel.
So he said again: "Chai Zhanwen thanks the county magistrate. Just because I didn't bring any copper coins with me when I drank porridge today, I had some disputes with this guy. It's my fault."
"Hey, how could this have anything to do with Master Chai? It's obvious that this idiot doesn't know you."
As Song Zhizhi spoke, he pointed at the man who was still kneeling on the ground.
"Because the porridge shop is allowed to open opposite the county government office, people in our county government office don't have to pay for porridge during normal times. All settlements will be made at the end of the year."
"Yes, yes, the county magistrate is right. It's because I don't know you, Master, that I got into a dispute over the two cents. I really shouldn't have done that."
As the boy spoke, he made his hands look like palms and planned to slap himself in the face so hard.
Just when he was about to hit his face, the slap stopped involuntarily.
After seeing such a scene, Song Zhizhi really wanted to slap him in the face, but he still held back.
Song Zhizhi just felt that such an approach would lose his identity.
Chai Zhanwen didn't care about what he just said. All he thought about was that his name had not changed much.
Just like there was no change in his appearance, otherwise Song Zhizhi's reaction just now would have changed.
But at this time, Chai Zhanwen heard Song Zhizhi say: "Master Chai, your face..."
Song Zhizhi pointed at the corresponding position on his face as he spoke.
Because he hadn't paid attention just now, Song Zhizhi saw that Chai Zhanwen's left cheek was a little swollen and a little purple.
It seemed that someone had hit him with a fist. Song Zhizhi immediately thought that the man must have hit Chai Zhanwen in the face with his fist.
Chai Zhanwen took a look at Song Zhizhi's performance, and then he pressed the corresponding position on his face.
But in fact, Chai Zhanwen didn't feel anything. He vaguely remembered that when he was in the porridge shop just now, he was punched in the face two or three times by the waiter.
This time Song Zhizhi strode up to the man and kicked him on the shoulder. The man fell backwards.
And Song Zhizhi also scolded: "Look what you idiot have done! You even dare to hit Mr. Chai in the face! You idiot..."
Song Zhizhi raised his other foot as he spoke, intending to kick him again.
But Chai Zhanwen had already bowed and said to Song Zhizhi: "My lord, it's not his fault. Besides, he doesn't know who I am. This is excusable. I hope your lord will not punish him." .”
Song Zhizhi put his raised foot back down again, but he seemed a little reluctant.
"Now that Master Chai has spoken, let's let this person go first. If you dare to act like this again in the future, it will never be like today!"
"The villain doesn't dare anymore. The villain will definitely not dare anymore in the future."
As the boy said this, he quickly climbed on the ground and kowtowed to Song Zhizhi, and then kowtowed to Chai Zhanwen a few more times.
It's just that his head doesn't really touch the ground, it's more like an attitude of doing things.
"Well, that's good."
Song Zhizhi waved his hand impatiently, which was actually a signal to the waiter to stop kowtowing.
After hearing what Song Zhizhi said, the guy immediately stopped.
But he didn't dare to stand up directly. He still knelt on the ground, looking a little pitiful, and he also showed some introspection.
"My lord, the county magistrate, it seems that the magistrate is not in the county government office. I wonder where the magistrate has gone?"
