After coming out of the Great Hall of the People, a row of buses were waiting, with names such as "Ministry of Petroleum", "Ministry of Coal", and "Ministry of Health" written on the side in red letters on the side.

These are the cars sent to the counterpart ministries and commissions for discussion.

Su Cheng was about to get on the car, but a young man hurried from behind and panted and smiled: "Chief Su, right? We have prepared a special car for you."

"Special car?"

"Be more convenient. Come with me." The young man quickly led him to a crown car.

Even in another 10 years, the Crown Car is still a very good official car. Su Cheng got on it in confusion and the driver started the car.

When we arrived at the Ministry of Petroleum, Director Liu did not come forward, but the five leaders, including the minister, always maintained a warm smile, which made Su Cheng feel like he was bathed in spring breeze. He could not see the pomp and temper he had seen in the ministries and commissions at all.

When we arrived at Guoyi Hotel, Comrade Su Cheng felt the friendly and friendly reception again.

The manager in charge, regardless of the others, followed him, traveled back and forth, arranged meals and drinks, and finally opened a luxurious suite with a very European and American style for him to rest before giving a report.

As the first guesthouse of the State Council, this luxurious suite is absolutely luxurious. The building area of ​​more than 300 square meters is the best. This is the first place in China in 1987. A small four-story western-style building dared to occupy several acres of land. The building value of 300 square meters is more than 2,000 square meters in later generations. In comparison, those who claim to be presidential suites over 100 square meters are simply weak.

Such a room cannot be a normal arrangement for everyone. Su Cheng remembered the strange changes that everyone had in the past two days. After resting for a while, he found the manager and asked, "Who arranged for me to live in this room?"

"Secretary Liu of the Communist Youth League."

"Oh? Why?" Su Cheng was sure that he didn't know Secretary Liu.

The manager smiled and said, "I don't know this."

Su Cheng nodded slightly, and passed the incident of coming to Beijing from beginning to end, and finally focused on the old man he met yesterday.

Finally, searching all the memories reminded him of a name: Su Zhenguo!

Su Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. In addition to a cheap dad, he actually had a cheap grandfather.

This cheap grandfather is really powerful and kind.

However, Su Cheng has no idea of ​​leveraging the power at the moment. After all, his identity is just an illegitimate child. He trembled after being patted with some grades when he was patted with his shoulder. That was a joke.

If he only wants to live comfortably, with his current situation, it is much better to engage in finance than to recognize relatives through blood.

No matter how comfortable Chinese senior officials are, they still have to go from nine to five to drink and laugh. How can foreign billionaires live comfortably? Apart from the pleasure of being the king in Monkey Mountain, their quality of life is three or five levels. If not, why did those **s go abroad to settle down and live?

It’s nothing more than being unable to withstand the labor in the officialdom.

Su Cheng also had no intention of the officialdom.

He stood up without seeing his expression, went out and went to the lecture hall.

The manager followed behind, but was nervous for a while.

Su Cheng expected that he was arranged to give a report in the second place.

Compared with the first speaker, his attention will not be reduced, and his tension will be greatly reduced. On the other hand, with the first person as a benchmark, his reporting level will be easily reflected.

The organizer's painstaking efforts made Su Cheng smile bitterly just because Su Zhenguo patted his shoulder.

However, he did not mean to take advantage of this opportunity. He made a random report and turned around and left, which made Su Xing very puzzled.

The latter has been following Su Cheng for two days, and all he has been thinking about is how to stop him from meeting the old man.

Unexpectedly, after finishing the report, Su Cheng went to the train station directly, and did not get off the train until the train left.

Su Xing stood on the platform blankly and thought to himself: Could this guy be stupid?

Shaking his head, he threw the matter away.

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Dongzhang in winter is bleak and full of vitality.

The little fat man trembled his clothes and came out of the green car. He also seemed to be serving the old Buddha. He caught Su Cheng, nodded and said, "Master, please go slowly."

Su Cheng glared at him and threw his hand away.

Xiaopang was not annoyed, and followed along with a trot, and asked with a smile: "Master, when will we go to contract that waste oil field?"

"Wait for two more days." Su Cheng was also helpless about Xiaopang's enthusiasm. However, he felt a little excited.

When I returned to the office, I didn’t clean up clearly, Lin Yonggui’s secretary came to ask someone: “Su Ke, Secretary Lin is waiting for you.”

So, Su Cheng slipped out of the room again in the envy of an office person.

Outside Lin Yonggui's office, as usual, there were officials waiting to report their work. Su Cheng waited for a while before he went in and asked with a smile: "Secretary Lin."

"Here you come." Lin Yonggui wrote a few words to the document on the table, closed it again, and smiled and said, "Xiao Su, you have put a very big satellite out this time."

Su Cheng pretended not to understand, "Ah".

Lin Yonggui immediately smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Tell me, the Ministry of Petroleum gives us 5,000 units a year, a total of 20,000 oil production engines. How to complete this."

Su Cheng snorted and said, "I think why? If you are really worried that you can't finish it, please give it to the Jinshi General Factory. Then Du Lijun will definitely lay down to thank you."

"You kid, the local and department-level cadres can also arrange them." Lin Yonggui's tone was much more kind, but he said: "A few of us old men discussed it and just send you to the machinery factory. The deputy factory director in charge of production will remain unchanged for the time being. We must complete the ministries and commission tasks with quality and quantity!"

Su Cheng was really stunned this time. The technical level of Shengli Oilfield Machinery Factory is average, but the scale is quite large. The factory director is at the deputy department level, and the deputy factory director is at the department level.

Although the level remains unchanged, the power has increased too much.

At least...Du Lijun is about to lick his feet.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng couldn't help but be happy.

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Chapter completed!