Mao Jianhua also laughed, took off his coat, and dropped a photo to the ground.
The young man had a sharp eye and immediately picked up the photo.
"Ah, Director Mao, who took the photo with you?" the young man said, waving the photo.
Mao Jianhua glanced sideways and said: "Oh, there was a matchmaker to introduce a partner to my son two days ago. The little girl is okay, but there is a problem with her style, but I asked around and there is nothing wrong with her. She is just spreading rumors.
"
The young man clicked his tongue twice and presented the photo to the leader sitting at the table.
The leader took one look at the photo, and his initially confused eyes suddenly brightened up. However, he did not speak immediately, but instead ordered the young man to return the photo directly to Mao Jianhua.
After drinking, Mao Jianhua was stopped by his leader and left alone.
A cup of hot tea was placed on the table with a loud clatter. Mao Jianhua was also a veteran in official circles. As soon as he saw the tea, he stood up and said: "Minister, I don't know what advice you can give me if you leave me alone. As long as
Whatever I, Mao Jianhua, can do, I will definitely do it."
Opposite Mao Jianhua, the leader never spoke. He just looked at him, and the young man next to him said: "Director Mao, you also know what the minister likes, right?"
Mao Jianhua was confused, thinking, I know what he likes, but I don’t know which one he likes?
"Uh, Secretary Wang, can you give me a few words?" Mao Jianhua said, rubbing his hands.
"Oh, that photo of you during dinner was pretty good~" the young man said, adjusting the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Mao Jianhua was stunned for a moment, and anger suddenly filled his heart. Damn it, this old pervert had planned on his own daughter-in-law?
"This...that is the daughter-in-law introduced to my son..." Mao Jianhua explained.
"Don't talk about this. Isn't it because the girl's reputation is not good? It won't kill anyone if she plays with it. Besides, since the reputation is not good, you can just withdraw it without losing anything..."
Secretary Wang chuckled.
Mao Jianhua lowered his head and cursed in his heart what a stupid thing.
When Secretary Wang saw Mao Jianhua lowering his head and said nothing, he said calmly: "Although you are the director of the department, you are actually in charge of the work. Outsiders call you director. I don't know when the word 'director' will end."
..."
Mao Jianhua was stunned and looked up at Secretary Wang.
Secretary Wang stepped forward, patted Mao Jianhua on the shoulder and said: "Actually, I can see that you are quite satisfied with that girl. It's okay. It's just one time. After one time, your reputation as director will be...
....”
Faced with the temptation of the position, Mao Jianhua finally compromised. He gritted his teeth and said: "Minister, please rest assured, I will arrange this matter soon!"
"That's right..." Secretary Wang picked up the teacup on the table and handed it to Mao Jianhua, "Drink some tea. Oh, I just drank so much wine and I'm thirsty, right? Come on.
Come on, the best Dahongpao, you should be able to drink it often in the future..."
Mao Jianhua chuckled: "Yes, yes, yes~~Thank you, Minister, and thank you, Secretary Wang."
...
When Mao Jianhua returned home, he saw his son Mao Xiaoqiang holding a pen and writing something on a card. When he saw him coming back, Mao Xiaoqiang immediately stepped forward and said: "Dad, what do you think Yuan Lan likes? I'll listen."
She said she really likes poetry, so I thought of writing a poem for her, what do you think?"
"You still compose poetry?" Mao Jianhua frowned and looked at his son with squinting eyes. He knew very well how much this bastard weighed. He hadn't even finished junior high school. If he hadn't found a way to force him into the police station,
, maybe he is still a street kid on that street now.
"Ang~ Of course I am composing a poem. Dad, please listen. I begin with: Ah, my dear Lan, I am your dear Qiang..."
"Go, go, go!" Mao Jianhua pushed his son away, "What the hell, where is your mother, why haven't you seen her?"
"Oh, my mother went out to buy clothes. She said it was Yuan Lan a few days ago. Oh no, my dear Lan looked particularly good in that one-step skirt. She wanted to buy it..."
Mao Jianhua frowned, and when he thought about his wife's waist and big butt... he couldn't help but feel a chill.
"By the way, Dad, I like Yuan Lan. When will you go to their house to make an appointment?"
Mao Jianhua snorted, remembering Secretary Wang's words and the minister's face, and said calmly: "Xiaoqiang, are you a little happy? Yuan Lanfeng's reviews are not good either. Why don't you think about it again? Dad knows several children who are officials.
All of them are more responsible than Yuan Lan..."
"I don't want..." Mao Xiaoqiang said stubbornly, "Those women either have pockmarked faces or are fat as balls. How can they be as good-looking as my Lan? My mother told me, Yuan Lan's butt is round.
, I can give birth to a son for our family in the future, dad, I am the only child in our family, you have to hope that your son will give you a grandson, right?"
Mao Jianhua banged his head and said: "There are so many girls with round butts, and Yuan Lan is not missing. Okay, I will discuss it with your mother when she comes back. Last time you failed to find Zhao Minglan, you offended me."
You have become the laughing stock of your colleagues in the work unit, and this has happened with the Yuan family. Yuan Lan’s mother Wang Guixiang and Zhao Minglan’s mother Wang Hong are aunts, so why do you keep getting involved with people from their families? "
Mao Xiaoqiang said innocently: "It's not me, it's Aunt Yue'e who is the matchmaker. Besides, it's you and my mother who asked Aunt Yue'e to watch over and find a wife for me."
Mao Jianhua: "I..."
Being blocked by his son and unable to speak, Mao Jianhua was also very helpless. He felt a little irritable, thinking how could he be so small? Seeing how determined his son was, he had been arguing for a long time and wanted to give his daughter-in-law to someone else.
, so fucking annoying.
At this moment, the door opened and Mrs. Mao came back.
Mao Xiaoqiang quickly ran over and pestered his mother: "Mom, my dad said he wouldn't let me find Yuan Lan, because he said she had a bad reputation..."
Before Mrs. Mao could answer, Mao Jianhua grabbed his wife and said, "Come into the house with me. I have something to tell you! Xiaoqiang, go out and buy a bottle of wine for dad first. Dad plans to take time with your mother to propose marriage to you.
"
When Mao Xiaoqiang heard about the marriage proposal, he danced happily: "Okay, okay, dad, the wine is good, right, I'll go right away, oh, my Lan, here I come..."
Seeing Mao Xiaoqiang going out and going downstairs, Mrs. Mao said, "What's wrong? You look sad."
Mao Jianhua sat down on the chair and said: "I have a chance for appreciation."
Mrs. Mao's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Okay, if you need to give a gift or something, hurry up and get ready. Why are you waiting in a daze?"
"I want to give a gift, but this gift is a bit difficult..." Mao Jianhua said, smashing it.
"What's wrong? You want too much, or what?"
Mao Jianhua turned his attention to his wife and looked her up and down.
Although Mrs. Mao is fat and fat, she looks pretty good. She has been an official's wife for several years and has taken good care of herself.
Seeing her husband looking at her like this, Mrs. Mao subconsciously covered her chest and said: "What are you doing? You won't send me out, right? I'm telling you Mao Jianhua, if you dare to do this, I will do whatever you want."
I’ll expose all the bad things to you.”
"What are you thinking~" Mao Jianhua rolled his eyes at his wife, "You were also involved in the bad things I did. If you sue me, you can't escape."
"What do you want? You have to tell me."
Mao Jianhua sighed and placed the group photo taken a few days ago on the table from his pocket.
Mrs. Mao glanced at the photos on the table. She was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The other party...won't want Yuan Lan, right?"
Mao Jianhua did not answer, but his non-answer was already a definite answer.
"What should Xiaoqiang do here?" Mao Jianhua said, "I think this bastard seems to be more evil than the previous Zhao Minglan. Logically speaking, he has seen Zhao Minglan longer than this Yuan Lan, so why is he so obsessed with Yuan Lan.
"
Mrs. Mao rolled her eyes: "I'm not even your son, but I like to stare at girls' buttocks and say they can have sons, and they're nothing but shit!!"
Mao Jianhua chuckled and hugged his wife: "Do you mean you agree?"
"Nonsense. To be honest, Yuan Lan is not interested in me. The family conditions are so average. My son from the Mao family must find a daughter who is an official, right? Besides, his reputation is not good. If he really marries her, we will still have to marry him.
We have to put out the fire in their house first, it will be very troublesome."
"Hey, that's right. Madam understands justice." Mao Jianhua put his arm around his wife's waist and squeezed it gently.
Mrs. Mao groaned, her face flushed, and she murmured: "Then how do you arrange it? Don't let Xiaoqiang know."
"Of course I know. Not only can I not let Xiaoqiang know about it, but I also have to think of a way to make Xiaoqiang hate that Yuan Lan afterwards."
Mrs. Mao smiled and said: "Leave this matter to me. If you, a man, do it, the little girl will not believe it."
"Oh, how are you, madam? You are really a good wife to me, Mao Jianhua, haha..." Mao Jianhua laughed, held Mrs. Mao's face and kissed her hard.
Mrs. Mao also smiled and took the opportunity to say: "Jianhua, I just bought a one-step skirt, but it is missing a necklace. The department store just has a new one, more than three hundred yuan..."
"Buy, what are you talking about, a necklace..."
...
Yuan Lan's family.
Mother Yuan is brainwashing Yuan Lan. To be precise, after meeting Mao Xiaoqiang's family, Mother Yuan is very sure that her daughter can marry into the Mao family and become their daughter-in-law.
Although Yuan Lan was somewhat resistant in her heart, her mother's words were reasonable and she would not be able to refute them for a while.
Just then, Bai Suzhen came.
Yuan Lan was worried that she had no excuse. When she saw Bai Suzhen coming, she quickly interrupted Yuan's mother and stepped forward to grab Bai Suzhen: "Su Su, you are back. Didn't you invite me to your house to play? I'll go right away, Mom.
I'll go to Susu's house and be back before dark."
Bai Suzhen was dragged out of Yuan's house by Yuan Lan with a confused look on her face.
While walking on the road, Yuan Lan asked Bai Suzhen how her studies were going. Bai Suzhen laughed and said it was pretty good. In fact, she was also a student at the Angel Heart Training Camp, but her training subjects were not fighting skills, but logistics support.
, after all, she is an experimental subject and not a real training team member.
