In fact, Tong Yushan and Fan Heng have a very strong relationship. They don’t often contact each other because the distance is too far, not that the relationship is bad. Therefore, when you have dinner, you must pull Fan Wubing to drink.
"Your dad and I didn't have any good wine at the beginning. We just ran to the village and found some sorghum wine made by farmers. We came back and cooked it, made a plate of peanuts, stir-fried peppers and eggs, and drank it for a night. At that time, your brother and sister were young, and they were not as good as you-" Tong Yushan drank a little high and talked more.
Tong Yushan really didn't see Fan Wubing, so he opened the Moutai box he brought over. He took out a bottle and poured it into a glass cup for tea to drink and drink it in front of him. He didn't have to deliberately persuade him to drink, all by his own consciousness.
In the unit, there is a leader, and social engagements outside are indispensable. I drink a lot of Maotai Wuliangye, but I will never feel very comfortable if I am persuaded to drink. This time I am drinking with Fan Wubing at home, so I don’t have to worry about saying something wrong, so Tong Yushan drank very happily.
Aunt Ding originally didn't want her husband to drink so much wine, but seeing that he was so happy, he hadn't seen him for a long time, so he felt a little soft-hearted and simply let them indulge in a while and have a good time to drink.
Tong Yushan also has some worries. It is not that easy to get involved in big cities. The people in this place are very serious. It is not easy to be an official without a backstage. Although he, a Confucian businessman who is a literati, does not have to worry about being corrupted and defeated by others with money, the relationship above must be done. This is not something that can be done with a little money. Sometimes when you think about it, it is not as easy and comfortable as when you were doing business before.
But power is a poison, and it is the kind of poison that will make you addicted. Even though you know that there is fire ahead, you still can't help but learn from the moth that is extinguishing the fire.
Fan Wubing really doesn't look like a teenager of sixteen or seventeen years old, so Tong Yushan unknowingly talked to him a little more, and he threw away a lot of depression over the years.
"Our district mayor has to change places. After they have made enough money, they can leave. I guess this time I will be promoted to the city and accumulate political achievements for two years, try to make a move, or have a good future." Tong Yushan said to Fan Wubing with a little drunkenness, "It's just that these big holes left cannot be filled by hundreds of millions of dollars."
Fan Wubing nodded, thinking to himself that there is nothing rare about this? He can even move the social security funds away. A few big holes are nothing, just a few hundred million yuan. Even if he demolishes the east wall and repairs the west wall, it is very convenient.
Besides, if it is promoted to the city, it is very simple to fill this hole. Just a policy tilt is enough to make up for the previous debts. What is so surprising about this kind of thing?
"The district mayor is so tall, then do you have the hope of getting the right to correct yourself?" Fan Wubing couldn't help but feel moved.
"Without political achievements support, how can it be so easy to advance?" Tong Yushan shook his head and said.
It is the wish of every cadre to make progress, but sometimes the cost of making progress is too high and you can't afford it. You must be self-aware. The greater your ability, ambition, and financial resources you have, you will be the greater leader. If you are not satisfied with your heart, you will easily be able to endure yourself to death!
"What are the political achievements of Shanghai in general?" Fan Wubing asked with great interest.
"What else can it be?" Tong Yushan scratched his head, "Besides economic construction, it's cultural construction. By the way, I heard from your aunt Ding that you have run an entertainment company?"
Fan Wubing smiled and said, "Well, New Silk Road Entertainment Company is preparing to make a new film and plans to do a big deal."
"New Silk Road Company? I know this!" When Tong Yushan heard this, he immediately cheered up and pulled Fan Wubing and asked, "You have a strong financial resources. Are you planning to become the largest entertainment company in China? In this case, it will be very beneficial to me!"
What does it have to do with you? Fan Wubing was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what Tong Yushan meant. It turned out that he was the supervisor in the field. At that time, I heard Aunt Ding say that her husband was responsible for the cultural industry in the district. That was what he meant!
But thinking about it, this is a matter of killing two birds with one stone. If you receive policy support from the district, it will be much more convenient for your company to do things. It is reasonable to repay your kindness and help Tong Yushan progress. Fan Wubing couldn't help but smile, thinking that he didn't expect such gains today.
The two men, one old and one young, became more and more speculative as they met, and they felt that they had met too late. Finally, Tong Yushan asked Fan Wubing how he came. When he learned that he was driving here by himself, Tong Yushan said, "Don't leave tonight! Anyway, Xiaoyun is not coming back, so you can live in her room! After drinking so much wine, it's too late, so don't go back!"
Aunt Ding also tried his best to persuade her, so Fan Wubing agreed. After all, he had drunk a lot of alcohol, and he felt that his mind was a little unclear. If he drove back like this, it would be difficult to guarantee that nothing would happen. It would be better to be safe.
After watching TV for a while and chatting for a while, it was eleven o'clock. Fan Wubing took a shower and went back to his room to go to bed.
Aunt Ding’s family has a four-bedroom and two-living room layout. The couple slept in a room, the daughter slept in a room, and the babysitter slept in a room, and the remaining one is a study room. However, each room is quite large, with a size of more than 20 square meters. After seeing this, Fan Wubing couldn’t help but nodded secretly. This room may be worth millions in a few years.
Maotai has a lot of energy. Although it doesn’t feel very good when you enter it, Fan Wubing’s head is a little complicated now. The alcohol is rising, and the sleepiness comes. Not long after I go to bed, I fall into a deep dream.
Aunt Ding's family's daily routines were relatively normal. They all fell asleep before twelve o'clock. At around 11 a.m., the door was opened. Then someone stumbled into the house, closed the door, then pushed open the door of Xiaoyun's room and walked in.
This man did not turn on the lights and was very skilled in all movements. He was definitely not a thief who entered the room, but he never came out after entering the room.
However, the little nanny didn't sleep very peacefully. It seemed that in the middle of the night, she heard a cat's meow in the next room, which was intermittent. Later, she fell asleep without feeling anything inappropriate.
Fan Wubing slept very sweetly and had a very beautiful dream. In the dream, he hugged and hugged him, sometimes it was Chen Jingchu, sometimes it was Fengping, sometimes it was Ouyang Xiaowei, sometimes it was Chen Bisong, sometimes it was Chen Bisong, sometimes it was Chen Bisong, as if countless phantoms were shaking in front of him.
It seems that every touch is so real, you can experience the wonderful feeling brought to him by smooth skin and delicate folds.
Many schools play some music in the morning, which is used instead of early wake-up calls to gather students to run in the morning. Fudan also does this. Therefore, when Fan Wubing wakes up in the morning, he hears campus songs, a very old song, as if I came to study under a tree in the early morning.
Well—Hmm?Hmm!?
Fan Wubing felt a little chilled on his scalp. It seemed like he had a dream last night, which was a little unsuitable for children. However, what happened in the dream was not true, right?
He felt his arm being pressed against someone, and his soft body was entangled with his limbs. Oh my God!
Fan Wubing suddenly opened his eyes and saw a pair of big eyes that were a little annoyed, angry, and a little unwilling to do so.
Fan Wubing looked at the girl who had been entangled with him all night and asked nervously, "Are you Miss Xiaoyun?"
The girl also looked at Fan Wubing very seriously, and then asked, "Are you that Fan Wubing?"
The two of them were speechless and their entangled bodies felt a little uncomfortable. Fan Wubing looked down and found that the thin towel could not cover the two of them at all. Tong Xiaoyun's figure was indeed as if she was feeling in a dream, quite outstanding.
It was a bit embarrassing. In this scene, neither of them had any experience, so they hurriedly found their underwear from the bed and put it on. Fan Wubing was very doubtful about how he took off his underwear, and there seemed to be some red marks of varying depth on Tong Xiaoyun's body.
Fan Wubing turned around, checked his little brother, and found that it was indeed a little bad, so he asked, "Last night, really?"
Tong Xiaoyun scratched her messy hair and replied weakly, "I hope it is a dream, but it seems that it is not just a dream."
What should I do? Fan Wubing was suddenly at a loss.
There will be no problem if you change any girl, but why did you hand it over to Tong Xiaoyun, who has never met even once?
Oh my God! You can't play with a pure little boy like this!
Chapter completed!