After Qi Shaoliang and Qian Xingchen talked for a while, he softly said to He Gong: "Teacher, do you have to introduce Mr. Qian Xingchen? If you had known it was Mr. Qian Xingchen, you should have said it earlier, otherwise I would have come. It's really rude to be so late, I should have sent a car to wait for the old gentleman at the foot of Iron Bone Mountain."
He Gong shook his head and said: "I don't know how Mr. Qian Xingchen came here. It wasn't him I introduced, but that young man."
Qi Shaoliang immediately frowned and looked at Luo Hui, whom He Gong said. He was not very handsome, but he was very sunny. Although they had never talked to him before, judging from his behavior and words, he seemed to be a very understanding person. A polite young man with a good impression.
But now that the person introducing him turned out to be him, Qi Shaoliang's thoughts were completely different.
Luo Hui felt that Qi Shaoliang was paying attention to him. Although he had already said hello, he still smiled and said: "Secretary Qi."
Qi Shaodian nodded and asked: "Who are you?"
"Luo Hui."
Qi Shaoliang's eyes showed the same look as when He Gong and Shen Feng heard his name.
"It turns out he is Luo Hui. This guy knows who I am, and he can still ask Mr. Gan Xingchen to come down. He is indeed a character that Minister Xu values up."
Qi Shaoliang nodded without changing his expression. In fact, he was already interested in it.
Also working in Yanjing, Qi Shaoliang and Xu Bang would often sit together, and Xu Bang had mentioned a young man these few times, it was Luo Hui!
Now that he saw Luo Hui, how could Qi Shaoliang not have any reaction in his heart?
"Who is this?" Qi Shaoliang asked Uncle Eight again.
"He is my eighth uncle, his name is He Bamian." Luo Hui said lightly, while Qi Shaoliang's eyes widened and he exclaimed: "What! He is He Bamian, the metaphysician who can't stop hearing the eight sides." What a mess!"
It's not the fault that Qi Shaoliang made such a fuss, nor the fault that he wasn't calm enough, it was the person who appeared today who really surprised him.
When Qi Shaoliang's father passed away, he visited famous metaphysics people to help his father choose a cemetery. At that time, he didn't know what powerful people were among them, but after visiting several people, they all said that such things still require three people. personal.
Tiangang Huo Qixing, Earth Evil He Bamen, and the old man Qian Xingchen from Iron Bone Mountain.
After some investigation, it was found that Huo Qixing had passed away a few years ago, while He Bamian was wandering around and no one knew where he was.
At that time, Qi Shaoliang felt a pity in his heart. He also liked things like metaphysics and Yi Xue Taoism, and he even studied a little bit of it himself. In the end, he had to invite old man Qian Xingchen to come down the mountain, but the old man still said so after choosing the cemetery. One sentence:
"The seven stars are fortune and misfortunes, the eight stars are birth, old age, sickness and death, but I can only calculate the past and future lives. After all, I am not as proficient as the eight stars when it comes to choosing a tomb."
Now that he finally got to see He Bamian, Qi Shaoliang was already very patient if he didn't jump up.
Feeling that he was a bit out of his element, he quickly stood up and said, "Don't take it personally, Mr. He, it's just that I can't control myself after looking at his name for so long."
Uncle Eighth's vanity was suddenly satisfied to an unprecedented degree. He showed his yellow teeth and smiled and said: "You are a good secretary. You are so kind to the people of the Gobi Desert. If you need anything in the future, Wherever you want to go, just speak up. I don’t know anything else, so if I say something unpleasant, I can only give it to others.”
Qi Shaoliang's eyes brightened. He was the secretary of the municipal party committee, but he had different identities in different fields. Even if he had the highest power, when he met someone like He Bamian, he could only punch the cotton ball with his fist. He couldn't use any strength at all. Not coming up.
"Thank you very much, Mr. He, haha!" Qi Shaoliang said happily.
Uncle Eighth frowned at Luo Hui, and Luo Hui felt even more happy in his heart. As long as Qi Shaoliang valued Uncle Eighth and Mr. Qian Xingchen more, the greater his hope of getting Qi Shaoliang's respect.
As expected, Qi Shaoliang is really impressed by Luo Hui now.
It is already quite difficult for an old man named Qian Xingchen to help Luo Hui. Now add in the Earthly Demon He Bamen. For Qi Shaoliang who studies metaphysics, Taoism and Yi studies, it is like meeting a treasure.
Qi Shaoliang laughed and said, "Luo Hui, I'm so happy to meet you today. I'm really happy. How about I host a banquet and invite you to dinner tonight? Of course I'm not hypocritical anymore. It has always been my wish to meet Mr. Xingchen and Mr. He. I am not afraid of jokes. I have been studying this aspect for many years. Now that I can meet you two, please give me some advice."
The secretary of the municipal party committee of Tangtang could be so embarrassed to find a lover, I'm afraid other people would have been overjoyed. But Luo Hui was pleasantly surprised, but he couldn't make the decision for Mr. Qianxingchen and his eighth uncle yet. Whether the meal can be eaten depends on Mr. Xingchen and Uncle Eight nodding.
He Gong also looked at Luo Hui in surprise. He couldn't believe this kid's identity, but now he could actually attract two top masters in metaphysics. What kind of weirdos did he know? Fetus.
Uncle Eight is someone who has to eat and drink wherever there is food and drink, and his relationship with Luo Hui is different from the relationship between Qian Xingchen and Luo Hui. The two people have known each other for so long, so it goes without saying that they have feelings for each other. I still opened my mouth for Luo Hui, so Uncle Eight still had to eat this meal.
Unexpectedly, old man Qian Xingchen also nodded and said: "Secretary Qi invites you so kindly, and I am a very greedy old guy. Ba Mian, how about we join in the fun tonight?"
Uncle Eight raised his eyebrows and said: "I'm just here to explain the ideological work of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary. I'm not here to beg for food and drink like an old guy like you... cheap!"
Not only did old man Qian Xingchen not laugh, he also smiled happily and said: "Well, I am an old guy who is quite thick-skinned anyway, so what if I eat him? But Secretary Qi, it shouldn't be a big deal if I take one more person with me in the evening. Relationship, right?"
Qi Shaoliang, do you have any other opinions? He was surprised that two such half-gods and half-immortals could come. Let alone one, he would bring ten or a hundred big stomach kings. He, Qi Shaoliang, could afford it.
"Okay, okay, then I will inform the three of you later. Teacher, you have to come together tonight," Qi Shaoliang said.
He Gong didn't have any objections. He could cultivate relationships with these half-gods and half-immortals without having to exert any effort. Why not do such a cheap thing?
After nodding, Qi Shaoliang left Toyotomi Golf again.
After being here for more than half an hour, I haven't had a sip of tea, haven't played with the ball, and have lowered my attitude a lot. I have to say that Qi Shaoliang is not an idiot, but truly unfathomable.
He can bow his head in front of any capable person, whether it is for the purpose of wooing or conquering. Such a big heart is definitely not comparable to others in the officialdom.
He has no ability, and it is impossible for him to hold the position of Secretary of the Capital Municipal Party Committee for many years!