"What he likes the most is the old fire soup here, we can try it." Shao Yuqiong and Yue Wen are not far away, but they are just right, making people feel safe and friendly.
Seeing Yue Wen was very interested in the wealthy and celebrities in Xiangjiang, Lu Shanshan also listened with interest, and Shao Yuqiong continued to gossip while walking.
"In addition to Liu Dianxiong, the fourth uncle Li Ka-ji is also a regular guest of Fulin. Every year, the chef of Fulinjun comes to the door to cook on Li Ka-ji's birthday."
"Over the years, almost every Hong Kong and Macao rich man has had dinner in Fulin, including Li Ka-shing, Guo Henian, Stanley Ho, He Tian, founder of Hang Seng Bank, Wu Yisun, founder of Yonglong Bank, etc. "
Heavy rain is like a splash, and rain and fog lock the city.
A black car drove out of the Qinwan Development Zone Management Committee compound, and the wheels splashed with water. Pedestrians on the street were in a hurry and there were few driving. As the red taillights flashed, the car quickly drove onto the avenue and disappeared.
In the rainy night.
"Have Xiaoyue been to the development zone before?" Hu Hongzheng, deputy director of the Organization Department of the District Party Committee, felt comfortable and leaned on the chair and asked casually.
The driver glanced at the young man named Yue Wen, who was sitting in the passenger seat. This was the selected student who just reported. He was of medium size, with hard lines on his face, but his eyes were bright.
Yue Wen quickly turned his head and replied with a smile, "No, I have been studying at Qin University for four years, and I have no chance to come." When he smiled, the lines on his face were automatically combined, and his eyes became softer in an instant.
It makes people feel comfortable to look at. After saying that, he stared at Hu Hongzheng's face, trying hard to see something from his face.
"Haha," Hu Hongzheng was very cheerful, and a rare smile appeared on his serious face. "It's not just you, many people from Lao Qinwan have never been to Pingzhou in their lives. Where, Pingzhou is our development zone," he paused.
"The people of Qinwan always feel that our place is a rural area. Are you not very comfortable getting here from the bustling city?
Yue Wen smiled and said, "My hometown is also in the rural area, and the development zone is also in the urban area."
"Actually, we crossed the sea and were in the city of Qinwan, but there was no bridge, so we had to go around hundreds of miles." Hu Hongzheng looked at the hazy rain and fog outside the window and sighed, "We are separated from Qinwan recently.
A few kilometers, haha, the sea surface of these few kilometers, is brightly lit in the east of the city and dark in the west of the city." After saying that, he laughed himself, and Yue Wen's eyes squeezed into a crack.
The young man sitting next to Hu Hongzheng said intrigue, "I would rather have a bed in Qin Dong than a room in Qin Xi."
While speaking, through the gaps scraped out by the wiper, Yue Wen noticed that there were already billboards printed with Furong Street on the roadside. Hu Hongzheng seemed to have noticed, "Furong Street was changed from a town to a street two years ago. In recent years, the economy was
It's OK, the development momentum is very good..." When talking about work, the smile on Hu Hongzheng's face gradually disappeared.
The economy is OK, but it's not OK. Maybe it's just ordinary. Yue Wen turned around, and the lines on his face were automatically combined into a solemn appearance, but the abacus in his heart was clattering, and he was plotting against Hu Hongzheng's words from time to time
How much "water" is there.
"What do you call the leader of the street?" Yue Wen asked after a look at the gap.
Hu Hongzheng looked at the young man beside him, and the young man quickly replied, "Secretary of the Party Working Committee of Furong Street, Secretary Jiang Sheng, Office Director Chen Jiangping..."
Hu Hongzheng looked at Yue Wen's back. There was not much attraction in the young man's file. Will he be selected to the Ministry or the two offices in a year? It depends on his luck. Well, it is not the kind that the Ministry wants.
Young man.
The car speed gradually slowed down and slowly drove into Furong Street. It was no different from an ordinary town, but there were very thick hibiscus trees on both sides of the street, with shaded crowns and red velvet like clouds.
Soon, the Furong Street Party Working Committee was hanging, and the door of the office sign stood in front of me. The scene in the yard made Yue Wen turn his head and look at Hu Hongzheng. The young man in the department who came with him was also a little angry. He took out the
Come out with your phone...
Under the pouring rain, the street courtyards were full of people, some were wearing raincoats, some were carrying umbrellas, some were old, some were young, some were men, and some were women. They were colorful, but there were noisy people.
The sound of rain, thunder, and noise are in the ink-like sky, making people feel palpitations.
The parking space near the gate was full of luxury cars such as Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi, etc., but outside the gate, there were many tractors and agricultural vehicles. Three of them were blocked tightly.
Three men in raincoats sat in the car without moving, allowing the heavy rain to wash away.
It is in Qinwan city that so many luxury cars gathered together, unless they were at the auto show. Yue Wen secretly smacked his tongue, "Damn, Hu Hongzheng's words don't have much "water"!
At this time, Hu Hongzheng also saw the scene in front of him. He turned his head slightly. After the young man next to him called, he immediately rolled down the car window and shouted at the person on the tractor, "We are from the Organization Department, can we let him go
Let's go in." Although he was loud, he was very kind.
The three men sitting on the tractor turned a deaf ear, not knowing whether they really didn't hear it or deliberately ignored it.
The young man from the Organization Department rolled up the car window awkwardly, Hu Hongzheng's face had already sunk. He looked at the young man dissatisfiedly. The young man reacted quickly and immediately pushed open the car door. Regardless of the heavy rain, he ran to the tractor to negotiate.
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The heavy rain quickly wet his clothes and hair. When he came back embarrassedly, Yue Wen read the word "failure" from his face.
"Call Jiang Sheng," Hu Hongzheng's expression was already very bad. He paused for a moment and changed his words, "You just contacted Liu Zhiguang, right?"
The young man wiped the rain on his face and quickly took out his cell phone. This time he spoke in a condescending tone. After a while, several people holding umbrellas ran over quickly from inside.
The man in front of him was a middle-aged man with triangular eyes and curly hair. He had a serious face and quickly negotiated with a man sitting on the tractor. However, the man ignored him and got out of the car and walked under the eaves of the communication room next to the gate.
, smoke a cigarette.
Liu Zhiguang was very embarrassed, "Push the car away." He gave the order fiercely. He quickly walked to the car and explained with a smile on his face, "Sorry, Minister Hu, look, it was fine just now.
Yes, who knew that they blocked the door in a blink of an eye and we would clean it up immediately." Through the car window that was rolling down, his eyes glanced at Yue Wen.
Hu Hongzheng's face became gentle again, "It's okay, it's okay, it seems that the time was not the time to come today."
Although it was like a joke, Liu Zhiguang understood clearly. He hurriedly said, "The calendar says that today is conducive to travel. Haha, we didn't do our job well, so the minister laughed."
Just now, the young man from the Organization Department got off the car, Yue Wen and