"Hey! My uncle organized a game tonight at Yuechun Hot Spring Hotel and asked me to call a few friends. Are you interested in joining us?"
A young man with oily hair and pink face asked with a smile.
"Of course I'm interested in Bureau Liu's team! I'll go!"
"I am coming too!"
"Brother Liu, count me in!"
The young man named Brother Liu showed a slightly complacent smile, but his eyes noticed the only disharmonious guy in the office...
That was a man in the corner, wearing a polo shirt, suit pants, black leather shoes, and a meticulous hairstyle, looking like a classic civil servant.
The man is writing something at his desk. There are several English books on the table.
"Oxford Dictionary", "International and Politics", "Global Trade Terms", "Diplomatic Etiquette"...
While he was writing official documents, he would read books from time to time. He was so absorbed in it that he didn't seem to hear the young man's invitation just now.
"Hey! Guangming, are you going?" Brother Liu walked to his desk and asked.
Zhao Guangming raised his head.
"Oh, I won't go. I haven't finished the manuscript assigned by the leader, so I'll probably have to work overtime tonight."
"I'm talking about Guangming. You don't encounter the high-end games of Liu's team very often. It's just for one night. Let's go together!"
"Yes, it's just one night. It won't delay work. Even the old cows who plow the fields have time to take a nap, right?"
Several people in the office advised.
"No, you go ahead. The boss will be here tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll have to be reprimanded again if I make any mistakes." Zhao Guangming showed a helpless smile.
A trace of displeasure flashed across Brother Liu's face, but his mouth was cheerful.
"Forget it, it's not easy for Guangming to be lectured by his leaders every now and then in the past three days. Everyone should be considerate. Let's do it next time."
"good!"
The few young people quickly forgot such a little unpleasantness and soon started chatting again.
One moment it’s a national event, giving advice and encouraging words, the next moment it’s the number of technicians in the Foot Washing City who are on point...
At this moment, the office door was opened, and a middle-aged man with a serious face walked in.
Several young people immediately stopped talking.
"Director! You are back."
"Yeah!" The middle-aged man nodded, then glanced at the office, and finally looked at the corner.
"Zhao Guangming!"
"Leader." Zhao Guangming quickly stood up.
"Secretary Wei has a bureau tonight, please accompany him."
Everyone was stunned, and many people immediately looked at Zhao Guangming with envy and jealousy.
"Uh... But boss, I haven't finished writing the manuscript that Secretary Wei ordered..." Zhao Guangming looked embarrassed.
Brother Liu's eyes immediately lit up.
He immediately smiled and said to the middle-aged man, "Director, how about I go? I can drink well, and I happen to have nothing to do tonight."
Everyone: "..."
The middle-aged man ignored him and gave Zhao Guangming a helpless look.
"Put down the work at hand for now. Secretary Wei called you by name! By the way, bring that information with you!"
After Zhao Guangming reluctantly put down his work, hurriedly picked up his briefcase and left with the middle-aged man, chatting gradually began again in the office.
"I was puzzled. This Zhao Guangming has no background. He looks naive and doesn't know how to have a good relationship. He is always being scolded by Secretary Wei. Why does Secretary Wei always like to carry this kid around?
?”
"Is it possible that stupid people are blessed with stupid things?"
"No, Secretary Wei has heard that he will be promoted from the Municipal Party Committee to the Provincial Party Committee in a while. According to the usual practice, someone from the Secretariat will be transferred together. What do you think...
Is Secretary Wei planning to take this kid with him?"
"How is that possible? Secretary Wei can't be so ignorant, right?
Brother Liu, what do you think?"
Brother Liu seemed to have completely forgotten how he had planned to hug his thigh just now, and snorted out of his nostrils.
Secretary Wei is just a deputy!
…
"Bang!" The door closed and the car started slowly.
"Leader, this is the information you want."
"Well! Let's talk briefly." Secretary Wei took the information and looked through it.
"Yes, regarding the development plan of Anxi City along the One Road, according to the national strategy, it can be roughly divided into industrial transfer in the economically developed areas along the southeastern coast, and resource complementation in the countries along the Eurasian continent...
In addition, regarding the role our Anxi City plays in the One Road and One Belt, in addition to commercial trade, there is also cultural communication and the display of soft power...
It will take some time to verify some of the macro data. Originally, I wanted to wait until tomorrow to review it for you..."
"Haha!" After listening to the brief report for several minutes, Secretary Wei nodded with great satisfaction.
He put down the information in his hand and looked at Zhao Guangming, with a smile in his eyes.
"Do you know why you always have to do the heaviest work and receive the harshest training?"
"My boss trusts me, but I am stupid and always fail to do my job well." Zhao Guangming showed his signature honest smile.
"You, you!" Secretary Wei smiled and pointed at him.
"Then do you know why I trust you so much?"
"This...I don't know." Zhao Guangming shook his head.
"Haha! Do you still remember Professor Gao from the University of Political Science and Law when you were studying?"
"Do you know Professor Gao?"
"Yeah! That's also my mentor."
Zhao Guangming was stunned.
"Haha!" Secretary Wei smiled, "Do you know what Professor Gao said about you?"
"Uh...what is it?"
“He said that only the most sincerity in the world can defeat the most false in the world, and the most clumsy in the world can defeat the most skillful in the world.
Clumsy looks slow, but is actually the fastest..."
…
The entrance of an antique hotel.
Zhao Guangming opened the car door for Secretary Wei, and then the two of them walked into the hall.
"Leader, what's the game today?"
After a heart-to-heart talk in the car, the relationship between the two seemed to be much closer.
"Oh, it's Mr. Qin from the Wushu Association, and some martial arts celebrities from all over the country...
A martial arts event has just been held in Zhongnan Mountain in the past two days, and we are responsible for the government's cooperation.
Promoting martial arts culture, promoting exchanges, and showing the soft power of Anxi City are also one of the city's tasks.
Today we are here to congratulate you on behalf of the local government and show our gratitude to the landlords.
Even though this martial arts circle seems far away from us, several seniors in it are very influential in all walks of life. It will be beneficial for us to make more friends in our future work."
"Yes, I understand."
When Zhao Guangming and his two men arrived at the banquet venue on the third floor, they found that there were hundreds of people present, and the entire huge hotel restaurant was occupied.
Many of the old men in Tang suits looked like so-called martial arts celebrities.
Under the guidance of the staff, they passed through the crowds of people gathered together in twos and threes and talked about something, and headed towards the main table.
The voices in the crowd also reached Zhao Guangming's ears.
"real or fake?"
"Then how can I lie to you? I've seen it with my own eyes, but you haven't seen those top ten masters, all of them walk in the wrong posture!"
"Isn't that too cruel? How can this be the hero of Guanzhong? It's completely evil!"
…
"I've never heard of this name. When did such a monster appear on Twelve Road Tan Legs?"
"Yes, Yan Feng, that old coin, has cultivated two great masters in one fell swoop. He is really striving to become a blockbuster!"
"Who says it's not the case? It's my mother's fault!"
…
"I originally thought that a master of dark power would have a killer move, but I didn't expect that he would actually hide such a terrifying man.
If it weren't for the tyrannical strength of Li Lei from Bajiquan, even the masters of Anjin wouldn't be able to do anything to him this time, otherwise I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to come up with this trump card this time."
"Well! No matter who you switch to, you have to worry about it. After all, this trick... is too damaging..."
…
"What? On such an important occasion, that man is not here?"
"It would be better if you weren't here. I'm afraid you haven't seen the terror of that guy. My senior brother has fought against invincible opponents all over Hebei, but when he met him, he had no power to fight back.
I’m afraid I’ll never forget that scene in my life.”
…
"Have you heard? It is said that that man, like Fu Hongxue, only practices one move every day, which is kicking! Pulling the legs back! He practices it a thousand times every day."
"Hi~ so scary?"
"Otherwise, why do you think there are so many masters that no one can take over someone else's move?
This is a practice that reaches its peak..."
…
With dozens of banquet tables, such a large scene was naturally noisy and lively.
However, Zhao Guangming always felt that something was not right about the atmosphere at the scene. Listening to the topics these people talked about, the one who talked about the most was "that man".
But it seems to be very secretive, and even the name is rarely mentioned.
He couldn't help but shake his head. People in this martial arts circle are always so talkative. Talking about a master is like talking about Voldemort...
"Mr. Qin!"
Several people came to the main table, and Secretary Wei smiled at an old man in Tang suit at the main table.
The old man was originally chatting with another old man. When he saw Secretary Wei, he immediately stood up and shook hands with him warmly.
Then he introduced it to the old man next to him.
"Old Yan, let me introduce you. This is the city's Secretary Wei. Secretary Wei, this is the summit school of our mountaineering meeting, Master Yan Fengyan of the Twelve-legged Tanji."
"Hello, Secretary Wei."
"Master Yan, hello, congratulations! The Twelve-Road Tan Leg has a long history. I have been admiring it for a long time. I wonder which hero won the red silk of the 'Guanzhong Hero'?"
"Well……"
However, Mr. Qin and Yan Feng opposite looked a little embarrassed.
"Ahem! That's right, he... suffered some injuries during the previous competition, so he went back to the hotel to rest early."
"Really? That's such a pity."
Next, there was naturally a business exchange between the two parties. Secretary Wei expressed the government's vision for the healthy development of martial arts schools and affirmed the role of celebrities in spreading Chinese traditional culture.
Yan Feng sighed helplessly while socializing.
He slipped out of the back door without saying a word. I have never seen such a young man with no martial ethics...
Then he glanced at the main table, where Yan Weiwei looked bored and was eating melon seeds, and felt that her future was both bright and dark...
As the junior secretary, Zhao Guangming was naturally not qualified to sit at the main table. After Secretary Wei delivered a speech on behalf of the government, he was assigned to the second seat.
I heard that they are all young talents who ranked high this time.
It's just... Why does Zhao Guangming feel that the two people around him are sitting in an awkward position, as if they have hemorrhoids?
And the dialogue is equally baffling.
"Brother Song, I heard that you are also..."
"Brother Hong, it turns out you are too... Sigh! In short, in this life, I don't want to fight against this kind of opponent even to death!"
"Haha! I had already sworn a poisonous oath at that time..."
Zhao Guangming finally couldn't help it, and approached him curiously and asked.
"Brothers, are you talking about 'that man'? Who is he?"
The two people who were having a conversation all looked towards him. Seeing that he was dressed as a civil servant, they knew that he was not from the same circle.
Seeing him looking like a curious baby, the two looked at each other.
Whether this kind of thing is easy to talk about or not, as the "parties", how do you ask them to talk about it?
I could only sigh.
"That man... is the catastrophe of the martial arts world..."
…
the other side.
The three people, 'Martial Arts Catastrophe' and Lin Haitang, who had sneaked away, had already returned to the hotel in a taxi.
After all, he is a child. After a day of running around, Xiaoyu fell asleep in the car from exhaustion.
When Meng Lang carefully carried her to bed, he was also very tired. He slumped on the sofa and felt that his energy bar was drained.
Lin Haitang poured him a glass of water and looked at Meng Lang who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.
I have many questions in my mind, but I don’t know where to start.
This man always seems to be able to surprise people, and his whole body seems to be shrouded in a layer of mist.
Every time some of the fog is cleared away, people are always shocked by the scene inside.
"What? Are you fascinated by me?"
"Can you speak seriously?"
"Am I serious?"
"No matter what, I still want to thank you for Weiwei this time."
"Verbal thanks?"
"What if?" Lin Haitang rolled her eyes at him.
"Well... I think to express your sincerity, sing me a song. Don't you know, I'm still your fan."
Looking at Lin Haitang, he couldn't help but think of the ending that he had rushed through this afternoon...
Yes, this time, Lin Haitang is actually the ghostwriter again.
And the ending is obviously not as perfect as I thought...
Lin Haitang was stunned.
"What song?"
"Well... why not just sing the song 'Heavy rain turns the city upside down'." Meng Lang looked at her and smiled.
Lin Haitang's face suddenly turned red, and he realized that being alone now was a bit dangerous.
Coupled with the other party's inexplicable aggressiveness in the past two days...
"Ahem! Should you go back to your room?"
However, Meng Lang didn't answer. He closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep on the sofa.
I don’t know how long it took, but Meng Lang, who was half asleep and half awake, felt as if something was covering his body. Then, soft singing seemed to be faintly heard in his ears...
"You know~ even if the heavy rain turns the city upside down
I will give you a hug
I can't bear to see your back coming
Write down the sorrow that I can endure every second like a year
Even if the whole world is kidnapped by loneliness
I can't run, I can't escape
In the end, everyone gets old
Write about the castle where my time and the sound of the piano intersect...
…
This is a simple little love song
Singing the twists and turns in people’s hearts..."
