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Chapter 673 Report

Next, it was dinner again, but Chen Taizhong didn't want to eat anymore. He was the last to speak. He had not spoken five sentences, and he had not even talked about his most proud coal tar plant project. Director Dong

It was announced that the meeting was over.

Obviously, everyone present regarded him as a different person, or some people from the Fenghuang City Science and Technology Commission even tilted their lips towards the Provincial Science and Technology Commission, which made him feel a bit difficult to accept.

Anyway, the money for my suggestion is not to ask for land from the Science and Technology Commission and ignore me. When the time comes, we will see which Science and Technology Commission produces the most results. Let’s speak with facts.

A "very sumptuous" dinner? Sorry, my friend didn't want to eat. As soon as the meeting was dismissed, he didn't bother to follow everyone to the cafeteria. Instead, he ran directly to the ugly Lincoln car.

"Deputy Director Chen, where are you going?" Dong Xianglin was so stubborn that he followed not far behind him. When he saw him turning on the Lincoln anti-theft device, he asked aloud.

"A friend called me and asked me to come and sit at his house," Chen Taizhong replied with a smile, but his heart was full of anger. I will save you two money, brother. What, you are not happy?

"Don't you think doing this is a bit..." Dong Xianglin's face grew long and his brows were furrowed. He hesitated for a moment and then continued, "Isn't it a bit out of touch with the group? You are still young, Xiao Chen."

It's your collective that doesn't welcome me! Chen Taizhong sighed and smiled helplessly, "The main thing is that I want to go back to Phoenix today. I have to go to my friend's place. Haha, I don't want to burn the midnight oil."

What, haven’t you guys had enough fun today? We’re having dinner tonight. Do you want to continue playing?

"Looking at what you said, is there any friend who is more important than organizing activities?" Fang Xiu, director of the Subo Science and Technology Commission next to Dong Xianglin, spoke. This guy is about fifty years old. A pair of glasses is about the same thickness as the bottom of a wine bottle.

, he also speaks straightforwardly.

Aren't you talking nonsense? The dinner held by the Provincial Science and Technology Commission is as important as the invitation from the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee? Chen Taizhong rolled his eyes and said, "Director Fang, that's not what you said. Can you be sure that my friend's invitation...

…Doesn’t it count as organizational will?”

"Haha, do you mean that it is an organization higher than the Provincial Science and Technology Commission?" Fang Xiu smiled and pointed at Chen Taizhong, "Xiao Chen, you are young. Can you please stop talking too much?

"

"I'm going to Wenfeng Road now," Chen Taizhong turned around and got into the car, "Old Fang, if you don't believe me, you can follow me in the car..."

He simply refused to lift the pot. Fang Xiu was so short-sighted that he could only ride in a car, and there was no way he could drive. Fang Xiu's face turned pale with anger at his words.

Both of them know that the Provincial Party Committee compound is on Wenfeng Road, but is this guy really going to the Provincial Party Committee compound?

Watching the Lincoln car drive away, Director Fang glanced at Dong Xianglin. His face was full of anger, "Director Dong, this guy is a bit too much, isn't he? Why don't we say hello to Phoenix City and get him out of the Science and Technology Committee?

never mind!"

You really think highly of our Science and Technology Committee. Director Dong glanced at him and said, yes, Fenghuang City is at the department level. The Provincial Science and Technology Commission is also at the department level. But there is a big difference between the department level and the department level.

Of course, logically speaking, the Provincial Science and Technology Commission still has the right to make suggestions regarding the personnel appointments of the Phoenix Science and Technology Commission, but this right to make suggestions is really pitifully small, and its influence is so weak that it can be ignored.

And Chen Taizhong is only a part-time deputy. Not to mention that the Provincial Science and Technology Commission itself is not strong enough. Even if they are a powerful agency such as the Department of Transportation, they have no say in this kind of personnel arrangement.

Besides, Mr. Chen was promoted to deputy director at the age of twenty. With such power behind him, do you even need to ask? Say hello to Phoenix City? It's not embarrassing enough.

"Forget it, let's wait for him to wake up on his own," Director Dong sneered and shook his head, but he was thinking in his heart, did this guy really go to the provincial party committee compound?

Chen Taizhong must have gone to the provincial party committee compound, but along the way, a question kept bothering him: Should he take Jing Ziling with him to Meng Yijia this time?

Forget it, if we want to talk about serious matters, let's forget it. With this thought in mind, he drove the car neatly into the provincial party committee compound.

When he was about to park the car, he realized another question: Oh no, buddy, is it a little early for you to come? Six forty...this is lunch time.

He thought about it and finally decided not to look for trouble and just eat when it's time to eat. At worst, I'll watch you eat... Who knows what time the meal will be served at Meng Yi's house?

As a result, Meng Yi was not at home and he had not returned yet, and Meng Qinqin had not returned from shopping with his colleagues. She thought that Chen Taizhong would go to her home around eight o'clock in the evening. As long as she could get back by then, it would be okay to help.

.

Yes, Shang Caixia is the only one in Mengzhai, so it is a great honor that Mr. Chen is invited to have dinner by the wife of the provincial party secretary. In fact, this is just because Shang Caixia likes him more and leaves it to other deputy departments? Wait at the door.

Secretary Meng, come back!

Chen Taizhong is also a master who doesn't know how to be polite. Someone else might be more modest, but he looked at the food and asked, "How about we wait for Secretary Meng to come back and eat together?"

"He didn't call, he just didn't come back to eat," Shang Caixia smiled and said a little helplessly, "Okay, let's sit down and eat some home-cooked food."

The secretary of the provincial party committee... seemed to be very tired from his life. Chen Taizhong was not polite. He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and started to eat in a hurry.

What he did made Shang Caixia appreciate it even more. Most people would be extremely restrained when they first go to the Provincial Party Committee Secretary's house. Not to mention eating like this, if they dare to sit at the dining table, that's all.

You are so bold.

"Haha, I have a good appetite after eating with you," she smiled and nodded to Chen Taizhong, "Seeing how delicious you eat makes me want to eat more."

"Then just eat more," Chen Taizhong swallowed the food in his mouth and replied with a smile, "My mother always said the same, it's fun to eat with me."

He was quick-talking and said whatever came to his mind. After he finished speaking, he felt something was not right. Hey, Yang Qianqian recognized a mayor as her godfather. Dude... she couldn't accept Shang Caixia as her godmother, right?

Shang Caixia didn't hear any ambiguity. In fact, she found Chen Taizhong very pleasing to her eyes, so the idea of ​​wondering about the other person's thoughts faded a lot.

"I'm back." At this moment, Meng Qinqin rushed in happily. When he saw Chen Taizhong having dinner with his mother, he was stunned. "I said Chen Taizhong, you really don't show up."

, came to my house to make a living?"

"It's just a trivial matter to get paid," Chen Taizhong glared at her and replied with a smile, "I'm still holding out my hand waiting to ask for money. If I don't show up, nothing can be done."

This answer is perfectly accurate, half joking and half serious. Chen Taizhong may not be the only one to have such quick wit, but the one who dares to say this must be Chen Taizhong.

"Ignore you, I'm a little hungry." Seeing his sharp teeth, Meng Qinqin sat down and reached for the bowl and chopsticks. Unexpectedly, Shang Caixia stretched out her chopsticks and hit her on the back of her hand, "First, give me

I'm going to wash my hands!"

The Provincial Party Committee Secretary's family was no different from other people's families. When Chen Taizhong looked at the two women, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Meng Yi came back around 8:30. After entering the house, he looked at Chen Taizhong, then at his daughter, and nodded, "Well, you two come in with me..."

Walking into the study, he lay down on the recliner as usual and said, "Qinqin, come...well, Xiao Chen, please imagine your situation and describe it to me orally."

Meng Yi had already read Chen Taizhong's concise version, and he admired the young man's courage in his heart. He just wanted to understand some of the other party's specific ideas so that he could make a judgement.

Meng Qinqin obediently went forward to give his father a massage, but Chen Taizhong sat on a chair on the side and began to explain slowly, "I came up with this idea mainly because after I arrived at the Science and Technology Commission, I looked through some documents and found...

…”

What he explained were mainly considerations from an institutional perspective, such as insufficient support for key projects of the Torch Plan, and the lack of financial support for the development of some applied technologies.

Meng Qinqin became a little anxious after hearing this. She knew that her father did not like those who talked too much. Chen Taizhong only talked about his insights and ideas, but did not put forward any specific implementation steps. This was obviously suspected of "launching a cannon".

The more she listened, the more anxious she became, but unfortunately, she was really not familiar with the science and technology committee at all, and it was impossible for her to intervene or help.

In order to prevent her father from interrupting Chen Taizhong out of dissatisfaction, she put a little more pressure on her hands, hoping to massage him more comfortably so that he could have a chance to say a few more words. Chen Taizhong spoke for about ten minutes.

, the strength of Meng Qinqin's hand also continued to increase. Finally, Meng Yi raised his hand and interrupted him, "Okay, Xiao Chen, you don't have to say anything. I understand what you mean. Please continue.

, the skin on my head is going to be scratched."


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