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1085. Try the dried sweet potatoes

To be honest, the leader felt a little unhappy.

Just... I can’t say what’s awkward about it, it’s quite awkward anyway. But Wang Sen considers himself an ambitious leader. He has taken drastic measures since taking office and made many demands.

I don’t care whether it’s good or not, but I have a strong desire to develop the local economy.

At this moment, the Song family in front of them, including Internet celebrity Qiao Qiao, is already the biggest Internet celebrity leading the local fault!

Even though they were here, he smiled politely and said, "Look at how busy our place is!"

"Yes!" Party Secretary Xiao Zhu quickly and enthusiastically led the people into the yard: "Those dogs just now were retired dogs brought back from the provincial capital, and those young people came specifically to visit the fire and armed police systems...

"

When you say this, the leader will understand.

There's even a little surprise - a few retired dogs, and regular team members specially dispatched to pay a return visit, which proves that this company has a strong network of people!

Not bad!

While he was talking, Wulan came up with two more cups of tea - specially used good tea with sharp buds and a fragrant fragrance in the winter!

It seems that the strong aroma of vegetables and meat in the yard has been isolated.

The leader was really excited now: "This tea..."

"My own!" Wu Lan secretly looked at the leader in front of him, his face flushed at this moment... Ouch, the big leaders are here, so he turned around to take a group photo and hang it at home, how embarrassing it is!

The next moment, Song Sancheng also came over with a plate of snacks: "Come on, leader, let's fill our stomachs first, and the food will be served later."

The leader was strangely silent for a while.

Just, the enthusiasm is really passionate, and the simplicity looks really simple, right, that plate of rice sticks, rice cakes, sweet potatoes, dried chestnuts and so on...

Isn’t it disrespectful to eat this and the media?

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu almost laughed out loud!

But it's not surprising that Song Sancheng didn't think of anything else. In fact, the fried charred leaves had already been eaten by No. 100 people, and what was served now was still decent.

She quickly pushed her hands, trying to push the thing further away.

Unexpectedly, when she moved, the leader also moved.

The farmers all served it, and the leader quickly stretched out his hand with a smile - he hesitated for a moment, and finally pinched a piece of sun-dried and twisted sweet potato that looked very safe and decent:

"Thank you for your hard work, let me take a look, oh! This is the dried sweet potato from our childhood!"

Everyone praised it, and no one complained about whether the leader had eaten it when he was a child, nor did his hometown come from here.

Only the local secretary hesitated to speak - if I remember correctly, this kind of grey-yellow, hard and twisted dried sweet potato is very bad -

"!"

The next moment, the sweet potato was dried into his mouth, and the leader's expression became ferocious.

Just, why is this thing different from the orange-red, soft and sweet dried sweet potatoes that I have eaten before?! Why is it so hard!

It's in your mouth now, what should you do? Take it out?

His cheek was obviously sticking out, and he turned to look at the dull secretary. Both of them had obviously encountered the biggest problem in the workplace!

The next moment, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu decisively handed over a piece of paper: "Boss, I see you have a cough. Is it too cold outside? Come on, the room is heated, let's come in quickly!"

As he spoke, he pushed aside the media on the side.

The leader took the tissue and put it on his mouth. He coughed twice, then put down his hand and threw it away without leaving a trace in the trash can at the door of the living room.

The next moment, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu blocked the door and whispered: "Let's just follow the filming and don't have to come in..."

How can this be done?

They will also be shooting a meal scene later!

The leader was stunned: "What?"

Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, hesitated for a moment: "What I mean is, after all, this living room is not big, and there can't be many tables. Bringing in equipment will easily affect the serving of food..."

What's this!

The leader felt very comfortable while holding the tea cup: "For the pig killing feast, we still have to join the big guys to have the excitement! Let me tell you, don't set up a table in this room, let's just eat together outside.

Let’s have a seat!”

As he spoke, he felt very friendly and even smiled slightly at this moment.

The next moment, someone said: "This is not appropriate. Xiao Wang, why don't you go outside? We are old and we still want to be a little quieter. It's too busy outside!"

who?

The leader and secretary looked over at the same time, and the next moment they stood up as if they were sitting on a spring:

"!!!"

No! What's going on with this family?!

Just now, you lied to the armed police that they were visiting for retired dogs. Why didn't you say it was to save the top leaders from security work?

This is too much!

And judging from the way she was leaning against the sofa and not talking, she was clearly waiting for me!

It turns out that after drying sweet potatoes, the biggest workplace failure is actually here!



In fact, Cong Yun didn't want to say this either.

As a leader who has worked hard through hard times, he doesn't care where he eats.

But he doesn't care about the winks from the old men across from him, he can't pretend he can't see it!

For the old men, it is very lively to have dinner outdoors, but there are cameras everywhere, and they can still linger inside to eat some strawberries, drink some wine, and roll two cigarettes...

Can you go out then?!

You really have to hide in the house!

No, they don't know this city leader, but Xiaocong must know him, let Xiaocong speak!

Isn’t that what Xiao Cong is talking about?

To be honest, he also has resentments - this little king comes whenever he comes, but he still has to wait for a while! It's already half past eleven and the food hasn't been served yet, and he'll be ravenous after a while... He's so hungry!



At this moment, city leader Wang Sen, who had so many things to do the year before, did not prioritize the pig-killing feast, was about to burst into tears.

He looked at the low-key and simple provincial leader, and then at the familiar Director Wang next to him. At this moment, he could only squeeze out a smile:

"Yes, yes, you are right. I like to be lively. I will go eat with everyone later. You can rest here more..."

As I said this, I felt bitter in my heart: What the hell is this!

With so many people in the room, the leader didn't mean to be high-profile, and he didn't dare to say more, so he could only be so vague.

Look around again - the people busy organizing the tables must be relatives of this family, and the three tables prepared in the room are also for the leaders and the old men of this family...

There are also these people with tall and straight bodies who look very familiar and secretive in their temperament...

Why?

Wang Sen suddenly felt a little confused and looked at several old men - none of them he recognized.

But inexplicably, I feel like my heart is pounding.

The next moment, an old man drank tea and handed the quilt to the young man next to him: "Pour some more."

The provincial leader quickly stopped him and spoke considerately and meticulously:

"Old man, let's drink tea later, otherwise it will affect our sleep. Also, there is pork liver soup at noon, please save it..."


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