"Wen...Ju," Yue Wen paused for a moment, but immediately stepped forward with a smile, "Hello, Wen Ju, I'm Xiao Yue."
Wen Qiwu smiled brightly, "You are together." He looked at Lin Yin. Of course he and Lin Yin knew each other. Lin Yin's husband's family was in the development zone, and she was a well-known director of the provincial Development and Reform Commission. "Look, I
I don't know, and I didn't go over to propose a toast..." His eyes fell on the baby again, and he was supporting the drunk Du Jiangbo, but his eyes only stopped for a moment and then turned to Yue Wen, "Xiao Yue, it's the same now.
He is now a division-level cadre, and he is now the director of the telecom planning department." Yue Wengang was about to defend, but Wen Qiwu smiled again and said, "A strong general has no weak soldiers, he is young and has a bright future."
"Wen Ju." Wang Tong also came over, his voice was like a drunken spring night. I have to say that this woman knows too many people.
"Director Wang," Wen Qiwu looked at Yue Wen and Lin Yin again, "I missed it tonight. So, Lin Chu and Xiao Yue will be here at noon tomorrow. Let's get together again, okay?"
Wang Tong smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it at noon tomorrow, but I will go to Qinwan the day after tomorrow, and I will go find you when I get to Qinwan."
Wen Qiwu smiled, and Shi Zhongxiao behind him also smiled happily, "Okay, you can't come to me. I will go back tonight and wait for Director Wang's arrival." Wen Qiwu watched Yue Wen busy arranging several division chiefs
After getting in the car, he asked Wang Tong, "How did Director Wang get here?"
"Are you coming along? Just give me a lift." Wang Tong's eyes are very good at talking, "I live in Green City Garden."
"Send it to you, there will be no trouble," Wen Qiwu said with a smile, "Lin Chu, let's go together."
"The development zone has arranged a car." Lin Yin smiled faintly and waved goodbye to the two of them.
Yue Wen looked around and listened in all directions. He did not see Luo Binghui. Well, he would not sit at the same table as Wen Qiwu. His status was far inferior to that of Wen Qiwu, although he was the deputy director.
"Who will send Lin Chu?" Heiba came over and looked at the tall figure under the night. His voice was trembling.
"Of course I will deliver it." Yue Wen looked at Hei Ba dissatisfiedly, "How about you go and deliver it? With your image, you look like a traitor. Aren't you afraid of Lin Chu?"
"You are the traitor." Heiba immediately retorted.
"Am I a traitor?" Yue Wen smiled, "In my image, I am also an underground worker who has infiltrated the enemy."
"What do you mean to break into the enemy?" Heiba said disdainfully, "You want to break into a woman... Ouch, it hurts..."
Heiba immediately stood up on his toes and was stepped on so hard by Yue Wen that he felt the leather shoes in front of him were dented.
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The car wandered silently in the shadow of the sea of cars.
"Sister, do you have a blog?" The light shines on Yue Wen's face, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, darkness and brightness are constantly intertwined, and the colorful night blooms in the heart of the blooming Chinese years.
"Do you have one?" The car was a little hot. Lin Yin untied his scarf and put it on the seat. "Young man, you still keep up with the trend."
“Official cadres are the leaders of public opinion and social trends,” Yue Wen said with a smile, but this was what he was saying from his heart, “This new form of media is different from websites and paper media, as well as television and radio.
"
"It's different. Individuals can speak freely here. Weibo, which has a large number of fans, is no different from a small website. The content it can spread can directly touch people's hearts."
"Some people may want to attract fans, maybe to sensationalize and attract people's attention," Yue Wendao said. "Of course, there are times when the content is mixed, and there are times when it is difficult to tell the truth from the false. Sister Lin, if you pay so much attention, you must also have a blog."
"Yes," Lin Yin suggested with a smile, "Let's pay attention to each other. What's your name?"
"The Dawn of Heroes." Yue Wen said with a smile.
Liao Xiangting was most willing to listen to "Deep Night". Under his influence, Yue Wen also began to pay attention to symphonies, but whether it was "Deep Night" or "Dawn of Heroes", he may not have realized that the former changed from day to night, while the latter
The transition from night to day, whether it is the fall of night or the rise of dawn, requires huge power to promote it!
"Oh, a Japanese song." Lin Yin smiled, "My name is, The Last Rose of Summer."
"Oh, this is also a song. I like this song very much too," Yue Wen immediately laughed. "It seems that a young man sang this song in a German movie."
"Yes," Lin Yin also smiled and stretched his body involuntarily, "The episode of "Handsome Boy"."
In the days that followed, Yue Wen often heard this piece of music, sometimes from the stereo, but more often from Lin Yin himself humming it.
Later, in 2018, in the movie "Youth", director Feng Xiaogang also used this song when the female soldiers were changing clothes. In the dark cinema, Yue Wen's heart shrank and tears immediately burst into tears.
The person who loves him the most in the world, the person who listens to this song the most, the last rose has withered, and the youth is gone!
"What were you telling people just now? Du Chu went too far tonight, but this is the provincial capital, are you holding back some bad tricks?" Although Lin Yin said this, he was not worried, as if
For people like Yue Wen who serve their leaders all day long, propriety is their biggest weapon in officialdom.
"No," Yue Wen said with a smile, "I just asked someone to send him home. Take good care of him and don't let him run around. You don't know, Du Chu didn't want to go home after drinking too much..." The following is
There were some unspeakable things. Lin Yin knew about them and didn't ask too many questions.
"The two reports have been submitted to the Ministry of Environmental Protection. If there are no problems, the most important task from this year to next is to go to the National Development and Reform Commission." Lin Yin talked about the Taohua Island Nuclear Power Plant again. "Director Zhou Changying also mentioned it at the recent regular meeting.
When this matter comes to a critical juncture, the province will run with you to Beijing."
Yue Wen was excited and said, "Sister Lin, do you want to go out on the horse yourself? Then I will serve you well in front of the horse and behind the horse!"
"I don't need you to wait on me," Lin Yin said with a smile, "just wait for the leaders above. Well, I will go back to Pingzhou the day after tomorrow... No need to entertain me, I am serious, you just need to know... quietly
Go, come quietly."
"Don't take away a cloud."
Yue Wen smiled and Lin Yin also laughed, but a little sad, "If you don't take away a piece of cloud..."
The clouds in my hometown have been empty for seven years...
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The next day, there happened to be a meeting in the province.
When Lin Yin walked into the venue, she almost laughed out loud.
She saw Du Jiangbo, who had several obvious scratches on his face and neck. Du Jiangbo was covering his neck but could not hide his face, but he was explaining awkwardly.
After the meeting was over, word spread throughout the venue that last night, comrades at the grassroots level sent him home, and then he walked out on his own and came to a bridge for no apparent reason. He slept on the bridge for half the night and almost fell into the water.
When it was daybreak, he walked home and gave his wife a good scratching, which turned him into what he is today.
Did he walk out on his own? Lin Yin couldn't help laughing, but he couldn't help but be a little worried. If he fell into the water last night, he would drown.
"Du Jiangbo slept on the bridge last night."
She edited the message and sent it to Yue Wen. Yue Wen quickly replied to the message, "It's okay, the bridge is dry and only water plants remain."
Grass without water will always be dry, and the forest shade can't help but feel moved in its heart.