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Chapter 517 You Can Only See, Not Touch

After staying in the capital for another two days, Wang Hao made two calls in a row, saying that Secretary Han asked him to return to the county. Peng Yuanzheng had no choice but to leave the capital and return to Xin'an. Fortunately, two days later, Feng Qianru was also going to visit Song Yuzhen and

Accompanied by Meng Lin, he flew to the United States.

Peng Yuanzheng took the train back. At the Beijing Railway Station, he called the county. From Wang Hao, he learned that tomorrow morning, Han Wei would convene the county committee standing committee to summarize the work of 1993 and make arrangements for the coming year.

Work.

The reason why Han Wei urged him to go back so anxiously was just for the small commodity city project in cooperation with the Singapore Chinese Business Group. In the two days since Peng Yuanzheng left the county, Han Wei actually called the county government himself as the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and the secretary of the county party committee.

The County Economic and Trade Committee and the County Construction Committee asked about the preparation and demonstration of this project, which surprised Gong Hanlin and other county leaders. This shows how much Secretary Han attaches importance to this project.

Peng Yuanzheng knew it well. During the two days in Beijing, he had not interrupted contact with Singaporean Fu Quying. Fu Quying promised to complete the project demonstration for his company as soon as possible, and then led the delegation to Xin'an to sign a framework cooperation with the neighboring county government.

Agreement, entering the substantive operational stage of this project.

Peng Yuanzheng got on the bus and slept all the way to Xin'an. It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived in Xin'an. He followed others out of the station and got on Huang Dalong's car.

Huang Dalong drove to pick him up personally, and Song Guo also came at the same time.

Song Bingnan has gone to the provincial capital to take up a post, but Song Guo's workplace is at Jiangbei University in Xin'an and he did not go to the post with his father. Now Song Guo has married Huang Dalong's sister Huang Yingying and officially became the son-in-law of the Huang family.

The three of them hadn't had a party for a while. Huang Dalong drove directly to a nightclub owned by Huang Family Industry, opened a room, and ordered some dishes from the restaurant next door and brought them to the room.

This is a very luxurious and comfortable room. It is obviously a place used by Huang Dalong personally to receive distinguished guests. The sound insulation effect in the room is quite good. The floor is also covered with expensive pure wool carpets, but the decoration style is a mixture of Chinese and European styles, which is almost nondescript.

A hodgepodge. An intellectual like Song Guo, who had a petty bourgeois sentiment, frowned and laughed at Huang Dalong.

Although Song Guo was married to Huang Yingying, he did not interfere in the Huang family's business. He still taught at the university. He was not interested in doing business. Huang Dalong and his son had no way to deal with him and had to let it go.

The three of them were true friends outside the officialdom. Therefore, facing Huang Dalong and Song Guo, Peng Yuanzheng completely opened his mind and took off the tight false mask that he had to wear at ordinary times.

The three of them drank heavily and drank more than 20 bottles of beer imported from Germany. They were basically 70% to 80% drunk. Although Huang Dalong drank well, his alcohol capacity was actually not large. After seven or eight bottles of beer, he was already drunk.

I'm so drunk that I'm squealing. It's out of character.

He waved his arms and shouted, "Brother, there are pure Ocean horses here, tsk tsk, tell a few of them to come and play with us! It's so cool!"

Song Guo frowned and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! If you are charming, go and be charming, don't drag us into the water!"

Although Song Guo is a woman, she has a very noble character and has a high self-esteem. In addition, she has a deep love for Huang Yingying, and there is absolutely no way she would be interested in her.

Not to mention Peng Yuanzheng, neither his background nor his official status would allow him to be as dissolute and forgetful as Huang Dalong.

Huang Dalong stared at Song Guo carelessly, and said, "Song Guo, don't do this! We buddies are together just for fun! Men, what are you afraid of for fun? I won't let you get serious!

You can only look at it but don't touch it. If you really dare to do it, we can't agree to it. My sister will kill me!"

"Let's talk about your last time..." Huang Dalong chuckled, but did not say anything further. Song Guo's expression immediately changed, and he actually took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of Peng Yuanzheng, lit it, and glared at Huang Dalong.

The last time, it was also in this nightclub that he fell into Huang Dalong's trap and was obsessed with a girl and almost got into trouble. If he hadn't escaped in the end, he would have definitely been "prostituted" that night.

Peng Yuanzheng laughed and looked at the two of them. His drunken eyes passed over the embarrassed Song Guo. He thought that Song Guo must have some pigtails in Huang Dalong's hands. It seemed that he had been hanging around the Fengyue place for a long time. Even if

Song Guo, a noble and self-loving petty bourgeoisie, would inevitably get wet occasionally.

Huang Dalong stood up and stood at the door and shouted. Not long after, a charming head waitress walked in with three fair-skinned, tall, good-looking, buttocks wearing half-revealing sailor uniforms.

The head waitress turned on the stereo, and the hot rock music immediately filled the place. The three Russian dancers twisted their waists and swayed their hips crazily, and kept posing, trying their best to tease and seduce.

"Drink! Whoever is not drunk today is a coward! Song Guo, get out of here. If you don't drink, I will drink with Yuan Zheng!" Huang Dalong smiled wildly and pushed Song Guo away, "Brother, drink!"

Peng Yuanzheng smiled noncommittally, raised his glass, clinked it with Huang Dalong, and drank it all in one gulp.

The dance of the three giant horses actually had no rules, it was a completely random dance. In the end, they just tried their best to twist their plump buttocks, and the plumpness on their chests was rolling like a tidal wave.

Huang Dalong held up his wine glass and laughed wildly: "Yangma, keep dancing! Twist your butt!"

"Whoever satisfies me, this money belongs to him!" Huang Dalong took out a large pile of banknotes from his bag and slammed it on the coffee table, "Jump, keep dancing!"

Peng Yuanzheng frowned and patted his shoulder, "Okay, Huang Dalong, you're drunk, just stop it!"

The three Yangma continued to twist their butts to the rhythm of the music. Although they did not understand Huang Dalong's "cries", they recognized the pile of bills on the table. One of them even tore open his own thin banknotes in a wild manner.

She wore a sailor uniform, revealing her naked upper body, and her two big white breasts were dangling. She smiled seductively and threw the sailor uniform towards Huang Dalong, and it landed on Huang Dalong's head.

Song Guo couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and was about to walk away, but unexpectedly he was hugged by a big man and fell down together on the large floor-to-ceiling sofa. No matter how hard Song Guo struggled, he was helpless.

The thin and artistic young man with great strength is no match for Ocean Horse.

Seeing Song Guo being pressed on the sofa by Dayangma, Huang Dalong couldn't help laughing. The other Dayangma held up a wine glass and leaned on his shoulder with a smile, caressing him intentionally or unintentionally with her plump breasts.

arms.

Peng Yuanzheng couldn't help but laugh, thinking that Song Guo was too girly and couldn't even handle a foreign girl. He laughed and said, "Okay, Huang Dalong, stop making trouble. If you make more trouble, it will be over!"

While he was talking, the last big Yangma suddenly sat down on Peng Yuanzheng's lap, leaning in with a pair of big breasts dangling.

Peng Yuanzheng stood up suddenly, pushed the Yangma down on the sofa, walked over and gave Song Guo a hand, and Song Guo gasped and stood up, stamping his feet fiercely. He didn't know whether he was angry or teased.

A little angry, the corners of his mouth were trembling, and he raised his finger and pointed at Huang Dalong, ready to curse.

Seeing that Song Guo was about to fall out, Huang Dalong angrily ordered the three Yangma away. He was a very lustful second generation ancestor. If he hadn't drunk so much wine in front of Song Guo and Peng Yuanzheng,

He will definitely open the meat shop.

Huang Dalong's righteousness and wealth are such a lustful habit.

In fact, as a man, whether it is Peng Yuanzheng or Song Guo, when facing such an exotic, hot and plump foreign girl, he may not have normal physiological reactions. But instinct is instinct, no matter what, both of them are quite self-loving.

, it is absolutely impossible to be defeated by such fireworks.



The next morning, Peng Yuanzheng arrived at the county early.

His office door was open, and the person cleaning him was Zhiling, the deputy chief clerk of the county office.

Peng Yuanzheng was startled. Zhiling was bending over to mop the floor. When he heard the noise and saw Peng Yuanzheng entering the door, he stood up and smiled respectfully: "County Magistrate Peng!"

Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "No need to clean up. I can just do it myself. You can go back first."

Zhiling shook her head and leaned over to continue mopping the floor. After a while, she finished mopping the floor, then closed the door and walked out lightly.

She took the initiative to get the job of cleaning Peng Yuanzheng's office from Huo Guangming. Seeing her like this, Huo Guangming understood that her attitude was beginning to change, so he nodded in agreement without thinking too much about himself.

As for the county government agencies, there have been quite a few people who have "turned around" like wise souls recently. Although Peng Yuanzheng is only the executive deputy county magistrate, at least in the agency, most people regard Peng Yuanzheng as a member of the county government.

The real leader. Whether Gong Hanlin is willing or unwilling, admits it or not, in all aspects, his power as the county magistrate has been completely eclipsed.

Although it was definitely not Peng Yuanzheng who was swaying Gong Hanlin, there was also Han Wei and the main leaders of the municipal party committee who were behind it.

Wang Hao hurried in and said with a smile: "Boss, you are finally back. Secretary Han has urged me several times in the past two days!"

Peng Yuanzheng smiled, "What time is the Standing Committee?"

"Nine-thirty." Wang Hao walked over and said in a low voice, "I asked someone to prepare a work summary. You can see what else needs to be changed! At the meeting, the leaders will summarize and report on the overall work this year."

"Let it go." Peng Yuanzheng nodded.

Work summaries are of little use to him. The work he was responsible for in 1993 is all stored in his mind and has been sorted out clearly. He does not need written reporting materials at all to clearly summarize the work.

Randomly flipping through the work summary prepared by the county office for him, he looked up at his watch and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the morning, so he went out early, preparing to report to Han Wei first.

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