Qi Shaoliang was just a junior clerk back then, but he was appreciated by He Gong by chance.
Qi Shaoliang himself also knew how to run a business. In just a few years, he rose through the ranks, from clerk to director to minister to deputy mayor to mayor of another equally developed city and even secretary of the municipal party committee.
A few years ago, he was promoted again and became the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Yanjing City. His official career can be regarded as absolutely brilliant.
However, Qi Shaoliang himself has great respect for the congratulations who have helped him. When drinking water, he should not forget the man who dug the well. This has always been regarded as a warning by the Central Party School. Qi Shaoliang always takes it to heart.
, and has always respected Qi Shaoliang as his teacher.
After He Gong retired, he met Qi Shaoliang several times. Qi Shaoliang was sincerely happy to see that his teacher's life was still quite good despite his resignation.
As for the dirty things behind He Gong, Qi Shaoliang would just turn a blind eye. We have been in the officialdom for a long time, and no one can be immune so easily.
Yesterday He Gong came to him and said he wanted to introduce someone. He didn't have much doubt about the person He Gong introduced, Qi Shaoliang. Moreover, many people have come to see him recently. The political situation in Yanjing City has changed, and Shen Feng has become the new mayor.
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Although they could not influence him and did not have the energy to influence him, the flattery one after another made him a little unbearable.
Naturally, He Gong could not be counted among them. Since it was introduced by the teacher himself, Qi Shaoliang naturally could not have any other opinions and quickly nodded in agreement.
As for who it is, Qi Shaoliang doesn't know yet.
Luo Hui, Uncle Eighth and Qian Xingchen came to Toyotomi Golf. Luo Hui stood at the entrance of Toyotomi Golf looking a little funny.
When he first came here, he was just a driver, standing outside and caboose.
But now I seem to have become a guest here. The saying left by my ancestors that "thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi" is indeed correct.
Walking into Toyotomi Golf, the two doormen from last time had been fired long ago, and two newcomers came. When they saw Luo Hui, they were also very respectful.
He Gong has been waiting here for a long time, wearing white casual clothes and swinging the club again and again.
It seems like celebrities all like this kind of aristocratic sport, right?
Luo Hui walked over and smiled at He Gong: "Old mayor, you came so early, which makes me a little embarrassed."
He Gong took the towel handed by the waiter and wiped his sweat, turned around and looked at Luo Hui and said calmly: "Qi Shaoliang is now an uncle. It's not an exaggeration to call him an uncle, and you are the second uncle. I am the youngest, who will come sooner if I don't come?"
Come early?"
Luo Hui smiled bitterly and said, "The old mayor is really funny."
There was a trace of doubt in the eyes of Uncle Ba and Qian Xingchen, and there was obviously some resentment in He Gong's words. Although he is a retired mayor, he must have some airs, why do he still look like a dumb man eating coptis.
"Who are these two?" He Gong also noticed Uncle Eight and Qian Xingchen and couldn't help but ask.
Luo Hui raised his eyes and said, "This is He Bamian, and this is Mr. Qian Xingchen."
He Gong's eyes were startled. He had never been to Tiegu Mountain, but he still knew that there was a mission on Tiebei Temple in Tiegu Mountain that Qi Shaoliang called an old god. It seemed to be called Qianxingchen!
His face tightened slightly, He Gong asked Qian Xingchen, "Is the old man the fortune teller from Tiebei Temple in Iron Bone Mountain, Old Man Xingchen?"
Uncle Eight curled his lips, obviously a little annoyed that others didn't know him but knew Qian Xingchen, and said angrily: "Who else could he be if he wasn't this old man?"
He Gong frowned slightly, and Qian Xingchen just smiled and said: "I don't dare to be a god. I just do some mysterious things. If you believe it, there will be something but if you don't believe it, there will be nothing. Mayor He is too polite."
He Gong couldn't help being shocked at this time, and he quickly said with a smile: "Haha, I always wanted to go to Iron Bone Mountain to visit the old god, but I was busy with official duties and couldn't get out. Today I can finally meet him. With you, old god, you can make up for a long-cherished wish I had in my heart."
Everyone knows that He Gong's words were polite. Even if he didn't have time when he was still employed, but now that he has resigned, he still doesn't have time?
Qian Xingchen also smiled and nodded, and said, "Mayor He is still too polite."
He Gong laughed, took Qian Xingchen's hand and said, "Old god, please sit here."
Uncle Eight looked unconvinced and muttered: "If I had known this, I would have lived in Yanjing, otherwise I would have seen how arrogant that old man was."
Luo Hui gave a helpless smile and said, "Uncle Eighth, let's go."
The two of them also came to a pavilion to rest together. There was some tea and melon seeds on the stone table of the pavilion.
Luo Hui and Eighth Uncle seemed to be ignored on the side. He Gong only talked to Qian Xingchen. Qian Xingchen was also happy to make Eighth Uncle feel embarrassed.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, Qi Shaoliang finally arrived.
He has a crew cut, a shiny smile, and is not very tall, about 1.7 meters tall. He is wearing a suit, leather shoes and tie, and his clean face makes people think he is a big shot at a glance. He walks towards the pavilion with a slight smile on his face.
"teacher."
Qi Shaoliang showed no pretense of being a secretary in front of He Gong, just like most students seeing their respected teacher.
He Gong stood up and said to Qi Shaoliang: "Shaoliang is here, come on...haven't you always admired Mr. Gan Xingchen, look who this is?"
When Qi Shaoliang saw Qian Xingchen turning around, his eyes were startled and then he was filled with surprise. He quickly said in greeting: "It is indeed the old gentleman. Shaoliang really hasn't seen the old gentleman for a long time."
Qian Xingchen smiled and said: "Secretary Qi's words are serious. I am just an old man from the mountains, but I can see Secretary Qi feeling excited."
When Uncle Eight saw this scene, he became even more jealous and said, "Luo Hui, do you think they are gay friends?"
"Uh..." Luo Hui's mouth twitched and he remained speechless.
Uncle Eight just snorted and said: "You can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with Qi Shaoliang and the old man, huh... and I'm afraid that Secretary Qi must have thought that the person he wanted to see today must have done something. The stars instead of you, alas...tragic little Huihui."
"Hi...Uncle Eighth, your mouth is itchy again, isn't it? How about I find some ladies to give you a kiss tonight?"
"Uh... I'll think about this later."
Uncle Eighth was right. Qi Shaoliang now thought that the person He Gong wanted to introduce was Qian Xingchen. Qi Shaoliang was an elegant man with no airs, but it was impossible not to have an inflated ambition in his heart for a moment.
Everyone wants to go further and climb higher, but he is now fifty years old. If he wants to advance to another level, it will be too difficult. The key is that he can't see his future path clearly. If Qian Xingchen could help him, it would be really different.