Wu Lei, when you look at him with a tolerant attitude, he is a very trustworthy friend.
Especially for people who are smart and not tired of being stupid.
Therefore, when Zhang Chen received his call, he was sincerely surprised - there was such a large announcement about the quota requirements for butcher's cabbage. He read it and never thought about having his own.
But Wu Lei called him specifically. Not only did he try to get two kilograms of arrowroot powder for him, but he even solemnly invited himself to pull the pig's leg...
Who understands?
Although his ex-girlfriend's ex-boyfriend was a bit silly, he was so sincere that it was hard not to be moved by him.
It's just that this relationship is really complicated and it's not easy to explain to others, so we can only classify it as good friends.
So when the other party casually mentioned whether he could bring along his two municipal purchasing friends from last time, he didn't think it was planned at all, so he agreed very readily——
He even left his phone number!
This can't be planned, right? It's not that he looks down on it, but with Wu Lei's brain, planning is completely unnecessary.
He also made the call very calmly, wanting to get to know each other in advance so that he could discuss a pick-up and drop-off location when he leaves next month.
But I never thought that when I dialed the phone number that I had stored for a long time, the address was actually displayed as Ningcheng. Hey, I met the two of them on the pedestrian street in the center of Yuncheng City. Why did they choose Ningcheng as their phone number?
of?
But there was no roaming fee to talk about now, so he didn't think too much about it and just waited quietly for the call to be connected.
And here, Secretary Wang, who was so busy that he had lost a few pounds and lost a few pounds, saw the local number and answered the call without hesitation: "Hello."
Then I heard a strange yet familiar voice coming from the phone. He was very young and his tone was very casual: "Hello? Brother Wang, right? You still work for the municipal government, right?"
Secretary Wang took off his cell phone and looked at the door from a distance through the window. He thought to himself, I haven't been transferred to be a parent officer yet. Isn't this in the provincial party committee?
"Excuse me, are you..." He was cautious and polite.
I heard the other party smile again: "Haha, have you forgotten? You took my car when you went to Yunqiao Village before... I heard that your municipal procurement business has not been concluded? It doesn't matter! That restaurant is very hospitable and special.
He invites us to his place for a pig-killing feast at the end of the year!"
The ex-boyfriend was looking forward to it: "How's it going? Do you have time? If you go, I will pick you up at the Yuncheng Municipal Government Gate."
Secretary Wang:......
He remembered the tea egg when he was hungry, the delicious flavor he had at Lao Song's house in Yunqiao Village, and the subsequent acceleration of the road construction plan...
And the phone number he left behind when the other party drove them off.
There is also a little secret that is hard to tell.
That's right... Just talking about this matter... Mainly, it's not a big deal... It's the Chinese medicine doctor in the village, her moxibustion... cough, it's moxibustion, not the pill, it's really not a pill...
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Well, the medical skills are pretty good anyway.
Under the heater in the corridor, Secretary Wang, who had a steady temperament, slowly blushed as he thought of the increasingly intimate relationship between husband and wife.
But he quickly came to his senses, and then smiled and said: "Is that so, Mr. Zhang? Thank you. But it's no trouble. We'll drive by ourselves this time - I'll ask the leader. If there are no special circumstances, I'll see you in Yunqiao Village then."
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His voice was gentle and sincere, and very trustworthy. Hearing this, Zhang Chen clicked his tongue and shook his head: These days, when civil servants say anything casually, their tone and attitude are very precise!
Secretary Wang hung up the phone and did not report the matter immediately. Instead, he put down the documents in his hand first, took some time to quickly browse through various news about the pig killing feast, and then looked at the time.
and schedule, and finally sorted it out before ringing the door at the leader’s office:
"Leader, the road over to Yunqiao Village in Yuncheng has been repaired. According to feedback from local people, it is very convenient to travel."
"In addition, the Song family doesn't know our identities yet, but after asking for help, the young man we took a ride with called us and invited us to attend the pig-killing feast at their house in the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, mid-January of the Gregorian calendar."
"It is said that a pig was slaughtered that day, a big pot of rice was cooked, and many people were invited to eat, including some fans and netizens from other places."
"And from what they say, the farm's business seems to be getting bigger again. There will probably be a large-scale recruitment next year, and several nearby villages should be benefited."
"At the same time, their anchor Qiao Qiao conducted two joint live broadcasts under the preparation of the village party secretary, and successfully helped the old man in the village sell kudzu powder for more than 70,000 yuan, and one live broadcast increased his followers by more than 300,000, which is a great example of rural cooperation.
success."
"I checked the itinerary and there is nothing very urgent in mid-January. If I only come and go on that day, I can arrange the time."
The leader put down his pen.
He picked up the tea cup, slowly smelled the tea aroma, and finally nodded after only considering it for a moment: "Okay, Yuncheng has many mountains and hills, and agricultural development is too limited. It's rare for anyone to be able to do it on a large scale. Let's take the opportunity to go there."
have a look."
"There are many people. Please pay more attention to everyone's feedback then."
Secretary Wang nodded, quietly touched his stomach, and solemnly wrote down the matter.
When he was about to come to the door, he heard the leader say calmly: "In addition, this rural traditional Chinese medicine doctor... Well, I mean, you can also communicate more."
"Carry forward traditional culture, carry forward our concepts of traditional Chinese medicine, and by the way, give more faith and support to young and orderly traditional Chinese medicine practitioners... So what, after the last moxibustion, I have less leg pain this autumn, and I sleep well.
Go and ask around, will this moxa stick be sold for takeout next year?"
The leader's expression was calm, and he flipped through the documents in his hand page by page, as if he just mentioned it casually:
"Remember, just ask for moxa sticks. Nothing else is particularly needed."
Secretary Wang:......
Understand, he understands.
The leader is only 45 years old this year, so he is still in his prime. This matter of regulating the body is considered a big deal no matter what!
The leader never mentioned it before. When he planned to ask someone to ask for medicine, the other party stopped him. Secretary Wang was still thinking that he had not finished eating the ten bottles of medicine he had brought back.
Now it seems...
He didn't say anything else, just nodded like a normal work order: "Okay, I understand."
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But here, Zhang Chen didn't think so much.
After all, there are smart people who can be friends with Wu Lei, but not many.
He just asked a question and after receiving a reply, he happily called Wu Lei:
"Brother, don't worry! I will definitely be there!"
"I have also contacted the two purchasing brothers. They will drive by themselves when the time comes. Remember to sell more things. If we can't sign a purchasing contract, can't we still buy and sell privately... You are now a young man, so make more money.
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After he finished, he asked thoughtfully: "By the way, do you want a girlfriend? I'll introduce you to her!"