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Chapter two hundred and seventy-two narrow two meters

Taizhong originally didn't want to leave with Rui Yuan. In his opinion, the brothers have finished their work, and the rest is other people's business. If you stay in Fenghuang City, it would be okay to accompany you around as a friend.

He really has a lot on his hands.

But at this time, the party school correspondence class he enrolled in was about to open a centralized training class. Correspondence teaching is what it is. Most of the time, everyone studies by themselves, and then takes a few time periods for intensive training.

So, Su Bo had to go there anyway, so he spent half the night, and Chen Taizhong forcibly opened a road out of the hill in Qingqu Township.

Fortunately, it rained that day, and the more than a hundred wooden boxes were piled in the tent. There was no chance of being caught in the rain, but Chen Taizhong was soaked in the rain.

The late autumn rain in Fenghuang City was quite chilly. Although his body could bear it, he was already in a mess after stepping foot deep into the mud.

This made him hate Ruiyuan even more: "Ji, ni, ni, are you in a hurry to go to the grave? Are you in such a hurry to return to Subo?"

After doing this, he called Madman Ma regardless of anything. He was as tired as a dog, but you two country fellows slept soundly. Is there anything so cheap in the world?

Crazy Ma picked up the phone almost as soon as it rang. This guy was playing Pai Gow. Hearing that Chen Taizhong had "delivered" the car, he immediately jumped up and said, "Okay, Brother Chen, I'll take someone there right away."

Looking at the goods, Biaozi is here, do you want to say a few words to him?"

Chen Taizhong was very angry just now when he thought that the other party was sleeping, but now that he didn't disturb the other party's sweet dream, he became even more angry. He didn't even bother to wait, "What are you talking about? Come on, I'll leave now."

Already."

However, he really couldn't go home after being soaked like this. His parents were already old. He slept very lightly. Seeing him like this, I was afraid he would have to ask questions for a long time.

Chen Taizhong thought about it carefully, that is, Meng Xiaoyan's house is relatively spacious, so it should be more convenient to go to her house to change clothes, right?

As a result, Chen Taizhong had another companion on his trip to Subo - Meng Xiaoyan heard that he was going to the provincial capital for business and insisted on going with him. After her appearance recovered, she had long wanted to visit her uncle's house.

Already.

The calf was being pulled by the Jinbei cart from the Merchant Office. There was nothing he could do about it. Although he could already walk short distances with crutches, it was really inconvenient to sit in the cart.

Chen Taizhong, Ruiyuan and Meng Xiaoyan got into the Crown car with a Subo license plate. Of course, the co-pilot position belonged to Ruiyuan.

Ruiyuan has been curious about Meng Xiaoyan's identity since he last met at Yang Xingang's promotion banquet. With the intuition of an excellent businessman, he realized that this woman's identity was definitely not that simple.

However, the only people who knew Meng Xiaoyan's identity at that time, except Chen Taizhong, were Wang Hongwei and Wang Weixin. Of course, these three people could not take the initiative to tell him Meng Xiaoyan's origins.

As for Ruiyuan taking the initiative to ask? Come on, a person can tell that this woman has an unusual relationship with Chen Taizhong. It doesn't matter if he asks like this. What if it causes Taizhong's misunderstanding?

Ruiyuan has very high standards, but he absolutely does not want to, nor has the courage to provoke Chen Taizhong.

However, now he has a reason to ask. We are all here as friends, "Taizhong, who is this beautiful woman? You don't want to introduce her? Why, are you afraid that I can't afford a meeting gift for my younger siblings?"

Chen Taizhong was soaked in the middle of the night and rushed to Meng Xiaoyan's house early in the morning. He had to give her some "consolidation treatment". Now he was leaning on the back seat and taking a nap. When he heard this, he nodded lazily.

He yawned and said, "Sir, can you stop being such a bitch? Keep your red envelope for yourself..."

Although she is happy to hear the word "brother and sister", Meng Xiaoyan doesn't like Ruiyuan's glib tone. Her current market situation is rising day by day, and her past feelings are getting back bit by bit.

Yes, she used to dislike the frivolity of those children of aristocratic families and high-ranking officials. Later, she suffered bad luck and met too many unstable people, and she really couldn't be interested in such people.

But it was Chen Taizhong's disdainful tone that made her like him more and more. When she heard this, she reached out her hand and gently pinched his thigh, "Taizhong, please speak up..."

By the way, where do you plan to stay when you go to Subo this time?"

"We'll stay in the party school guest house," Chen Taizhong yawned, and quietly grabbed her little hand and touched it, "Qin Liancheng said he wanted me to go and come back quickly..."

The three of them got along so well.

Time flies by so fast. However, I dare not drive too fast under the pattering autumn rain. After all, the visibility is relatively low now. In case of any emergency, the accumulated water on the ground will affect the car's control.

braking effect.

Looking at the sloping rain outside the window, as well as the passing trees and houses, for some reason, Chen Taizhong suddenly thought of Fengtong Highway. The Sufeng Road they were traveling on now was also a first-class road, but it was not a gift project...

Just as he was thinking about it, the speed of the car suddenly dropped. Meng Xiaoyan rolled onto his side and rolled into his arms. The driver spoke, "There's an accident ahead..."

Sure enough, something happened. It was not a highway accident. It was a collision between two vehicles. One was a 30-ton truck going down, and the other was a long-distance luxury bus going up.

The left front side of the bus was heavily dented by the impact, and fragments of the windshield were scattered all over the floor. The truck seemed to be in good condition, at least not as bad as the bus.

The two cars parked diagonally in the middle of the road, basically blocking most of the road. In addition, all the passengers on the bus ran off and crowded on the road, and the road suddenly became congested.

"Why is the road here so narrow?" Meng Xiaoyan straightened up from Chen Taizhong's arms and watched the car move forward slowly, "Taizhong, didn't they say that Sufeng Road is a first-class highway?"

"This is a mountain road," the driver in front of him answered. His name is Erbao. Like Maverick, he was brought by Ruiyuan from Subo and is also a veteran. "This section of Sufeng Road is not easy to walk, and besides, here

It's the famous 'two meters narrow', don't you know?"

"What does 'two meters narrow' mean?" Ruiyuan became interested when he asked, "What's the explanation?"

Chen Taizhong's face sank. He knew this allusion, and it was a bit embarrassing to talk about it. However, he couldn't step forward and cover the driver's mouth or say "Mo Yan Shu" to prevent others from talking about it, right?

"When this section was being built, the design institute deliberately designed the road to be two meters narrower. As a result, the engineer responsible for the design was shot." The driver had a general idea, but his statement was basically accurate.

Meng Xiaoyan was surprised when she heard this and poked Chen Taizhong, "Taizhong, what's going on? Tell me, why is it that someone who is two meters narrow will be shot?"

"Then you still need to ask?" Ruiyuan answered lazily, "When the road is narrow, it is natural to cut corners and materials, and the construction company can make a lot of money... Hey, why is it that the construction company makes money, and the people from the design institute are shot?"

Chen Taizhong scratched his head. For the first time in his life, he felt ashamed that he was a government official. In fact, he didn't know much about this allusion. After all, it had only been circulated in a small area.

However, based on his experience as an official for more than a year, he could guess that there were too many tricks in this matter, so he could only explain it vaguely.

"Well, the road planned by the government not only has construction costs, but also land acquisition and other expenses. The budget has been prepared, but the road can be designed to be two meters narrower. This... not shooting is not enough to make the people angry."

The driver moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Chen Taizhong's face in the rearview mirror, he didn't look very good, so he was speechless.

"Isn't it because the factional struggle failed that he was pushed out as a scapegoat?" I have to admit that Ruiyuan's ability to comprehend is really not very strong. He has only been in the mainland for a few months and he can do it.

This speculation is very close to the truth. If this person gave up business and became an official, he would definitely be a figure.

"There are all kinds of things about this," Chen Taizhong smiled bitterly and declined to comment, "Anyway, the province spent a lot of money on Sufeng Road, and the quality is far higher than the average first-class road.

"

Yes, compared with those "dirty projects" of later generations, the quality of the Sufeng Class I Road built in 1995 is quite excellent.

This is not only because Subo and Fenghuang are the top two cities in Tiannan Province, but also because at that time, the construction team did not dare to mess too much with construction materials, and their methods of making money were still limited.

At the elementary level of making fake data.

Ruiyuan shut up when he heard what he said, but Meng Xiaoyan pointed out the window, "It's strange. It's raining so hard. What are they doing out here if they don't stay in the car?"

She was talking about the passengers on the bus. The temperature outside the bus is definitely not higher than ten degrees Celsius. The most important thing is that it is still raining.

"People are afraid that the car will explode," the driver explained, "and I also want to see if I can get a ride."


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