The plane landed at Beijing Capital International Airport. When getting off the plane, Jin Luobing told Liu Handong: "You must take my flight when you go back. If there is space, I will upgrade you."
"Definitely." Liu Handong agreed.
Zhou Wen joked: "I, the mayor, don't even have this kind of treatment."
Jin Luobing gave Zhou Wen a professional smile: "You are also welcome to take our flight back." But he was muttering in his heart, who are you? I only know Mayor Liu Fei.
After getting off the plane, Liu Handong and Zhou Wen took the Airport Express into the city together. Zhou Wen paid 50 yuan for the ticket. Liu Handong was puzzled: "Mayor Zhou, why didn't you arrange a car to pick you up? You are so simple and people-friendly."
Zhou Wen said: "In the past, we also sent cars to pick us up, but there were often traffic jams on this road. Driving is not as efficient as taking the Airport Express. Besides, a cadre at my level is nothing in Beijing. There is no other place in the capital."
There are too many cadres everywhere. The divisional level is worthless. Only the department and bureau level can catch up. Cadres from other places must adjust their mentality when they come to Beijing. They cannot bring over the style of local officials, otherwise they will offend without knowing who they are. Political life
It ended accidentally."
Liu Handong smiled: "Mayor Zhou is so funny. I didn't expect you to have such a side."
Zhou Wen looked at the rapidly retreating field outside the window and said: "I am also a child of ordinary people. I worked my way up from the office staff step by step. I have no official airs. Besides, we are our own people. Your cousin Liu Handong and I are the same old people."
Classmates, they are no different from real brothers. If you say that your old Liu family is full of talents, I think your future will be limitless."
Liu Handong said, "Actually, we are really the same Liu. He takes my fourth aunt Nainai's surname, but he is a descendant of Chen Zikun, I am the grandson of Liu Xiaoyong, and my grandfather was his great-grandfather's adjutant..."
We continued chatting like this until we got off the bus at Sanyuanqiao. There were already two people waiting outside the station. One was Zhou Wen’s secretary Xu Ning, and the other was a capable young man who was probably the driver. There was an off-road vehicle with a Wujing license plate parked on the roadside. Everyone
Get on the bus and head towards Jiangdong Building, where the Jiangdong Provincial Office in Beijing is located.
Jiangdong Building is located near Tuanjie Lake. It is a four-star hotel. It is open to the public and is also responsible for the reception of the province. Although Zhou Wen is not the leader of the province, the mayor of Jiangbei still has a lot of face. The director of the Beijing Office personally received him.
After greeting everyone, a sumptuous banquet was prepared. Zhou Wen introduced Liu Handong to everyone, saying that this was the principal of Omi Transportation College, and everyone showed awe-inspiring expressions.
Zhou Wen continued: "We happened to meet him on the plane. He came to Beijing to visit his uncle, who is our old secretary."
This time everyone's expressions turned into real awe, Zheng Jeff's nephew, that's not bad.
After the banquet, after taking a short break, Zhou Wen asked with a smile: "Principal Liu, are you also here to congratulate your aunt?"
Liu Handong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this "aunt" tomorrow was referring to Zheng Jeff's wife. When he robbed the old lady, there was some unpleasantness, and this old woman might not like him.
"Haha, I really don't know my aunt's birthday, otherwise I would have brought some gifts. I came to Beijing to solve some problems with my uncle." Liu Handong talked about the planning changes of the European Garden. Zhou Wen shook his head and said this
The matter is very complicated and may be troublesome. Anyway, let’s discuss it in person.
In the evening, Zhou Wen took his secretary and Liu Handong and drove to an unlisted community in the north of Yuyuantan. It was surrounded by dove trees outside and small buildings inside. The security guard on duty at the door was very serious and asked who they were looking for. They called and reported it and got approval.
I registered my name and license plate number before putting it in.
When the car came downstairs, Secretary Xu opened the trunk and took out several large boxes of gifts. Zhou Wen carried one box and asked Liu Handong to carry two boxes as his gifts. The driver and secretary were waiting in the car.
When I came to the door, I pressed the intercom doorbell to announce my name, and the automatic door opened.
"I didn't live here before," Liu Handong said.
"I have recently moved to a new house. The housing of leading cadres has been adjusted. The central government will go first." Zhou Wen explained in a low voice. When he came here, he suddenly became cautious and trembling like a small magistrate entering the Forbidden City.
The door has been opened, and a woman in her forties who looks like a nanny scoops out two pairs of slippers and asks them to put them on. The living room is very spacious, and you can see Yuyuantan Park outside the window. The windows are closed, and there is a huge computer in the corner.
The indoor furnishings of Dajin Air Purifier are simple but not simple, with exquisite design and unique craftsmanship everywhere. Every detail and every furnishing makes people feel just right.
Mrs. Zheng came down from upstairs with a smile on her face: "Xiao Zhou is here, why are you still scooping things up? It's so out of touch."
Zhou Wen said: "Auntie, these are some local specialties. If you are careful, it is not a violation of discipline."
Mrs. Zheng greeted him: "Sit down quickly, I still have a phone call to finish. Mother Wu, bring me some tea." After saying that, she went back upstairs without even looking at Liu Handong.
Zhou Wen sat down on the sofa, and Liu Handong also sat down. The two of them had nothing to say. They just sat awkwardly, listening to the sound of phone calls coming from upstairs. Mrs. Zheng was probably chatting with someone on the phone.
He kept talking, occasionally bursting into laughter.
Suddenly the door opened, and Zhou Wen and Liu Handong stood up subconsciously.
Liu Handong felt his eyes light up, there is such a beautiful woman in the world!
This is a very tall woman whose specific age cannot be determined. She is at least 1.75 meters tall, but extremely well-proportioned. She has an oval face, white and delicate skin, a pair of slender eyes, and the collarbone can be seen in the collar.
When the woman saw the guests at home, she just nodded coldly and went upstairs.
Liu Handong has not come back to his senses. He claims that he is used to seeing beautiful women. Whether it is Ma Ling, Xin Xiaowan, Song Shuang, Huo Ying, Jin Luobing, or Xuan Donghui, they are all vulgar compared to this woman.
Fan, the only one who can compete is probably Lan Huanxi, but Huanxi's temperament and charm are quite different due to age and experience.
The impression this woman gives people is that of a standard noble and cold person, repelling people thousands of miles away. She is even more iceberg-like than Song Xinxin. Forensic doctor Song is at best like a large ice floe on the Huaijiang River, while others are like icebergs in Antarctica.
Zhou Wen introduced in a low voice: "Secretary Zheng's eldest daughter graduated from Tsinghua University and returned from studying in the United States."
Liu Handong nodded.
After a while, the door opened. It must have been Jeff Zheng who came back this time, but it wasn't him who came in, but a young man in his twenties, with a faint trace of Jeff Zheng in his eyebrows.
"Brother Wen, you're here." The young man came over with a smile, shook hands with Zhou Wen, and looked at Liu Handong, "Who is this?"
"He is Liu Handong." Zhou Wen said.
The young man quickly stretched out his hand: "I've admired you for a long time. I've heard about you. You're quite powerful. You actually dared to kidnap me. What a man. My name is Zheng Jiatu. My father, Zheng Jeff, sit down and smoke?"
Liu Handong shook hands with him and felt that Zheng Jiatu was straightforward and enthusiastic, completely opposite to his sister, and also very different from the high-ranking official's son he imagined. There was no arrogance at all, and he was as cordial as an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"Stop smoking. The air quality in Beijing is so bad. Let's contribute to environmental protection." Zhou Wen smiled and pushed back the cigarette Zheng Jiatu handed him.
Zheng Jiatu said: "Don't be embarrassed, smoke in my room." He led the two of them to his study room and took out two boxes of unbranded cigarettes from his bag, one for each person.
"Special offering from the sea, I got it from my dad, give it a try." Zheng Jiatu took out a lighter and lit it for the two of them. He also lit one and puffed away the smoke, but he only took a few puffs before suffocating it.
, it can be seen that he usually doesn’t smoke much, and only invites his guests to smoke in his room to accompany them.
"What has Jiatu been busy with recently?" Zhou Wen asked.
"Studying for a Ph.D., the old man didn't let me do business, so I had to do science." Zheng Jiatu said, "That's fine. I'm not good at business, so I won't be a prodigal."
Liu Handong looked at the cigarette in his hand. The gray filter tip accounted for two-thirds of the length of the cigarette. It tasted mellow and extraordinary. It was estimated that even the tobacco used to make the cigarette was specially grown.
"I heard that Brother Liu is good at shooting. Let's shoot flying saucers when we have time." Zheng Jiatu was afraid of neglecting Liu Handong, so he took the initiative to find a topic.
Liu Handong smiled: "My marksmanship is average, who did you listen to?"
Zheng Jiatu said: "I heard from Uncle Song that you once killed five gangsters with a gun, and you were handcuffed."
Liu Handong said: "This is not true, but it has nothing to do with marksmanship. It is all about refuting fire at close range without even aiming. The real battle is not about marksmanship, but about psychological quality. Don't panic, move quickly, and fire decisively."
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Zheng Jiatu said: "It's so enjoyable to hear what you said, why don't we find some time to go hunting."
Liu Handong said with shame: "I'm really not good at hunting. I can only beat people."
Zheng Jiatu chuckled: "Brother Liu is so funny."
The sound of the door opening was heard outside, and Zheng Jiatu glanced at it: "My dad is back."
Sure enough, it was Jeff Zheng who came home. He handed the coat to the nanny. The secretary behind him put the briefcase on the shoe cabinet and said, "Director, I'm going back first."
"Go ahead." Zheng Jeff said, and then asked the nanny: "Is Jiayi back?"
"Dad, I'm back." The eldest daughter appeared on the second floor, her voice slightly hoarse, but even more charming.
Zhou Wen and Liu Handong, accompanied by Zheng Jiatu, walked out of the room and greeted Zheng Jeff.
Zheng Jeff didn't show any emotional changes, he just nodded lightly: "Here you go, sit down."
Mrs. Zheng came down from upstairs and said, "You are back. The meal has been ordered. Let's go now."
Zhou Wen said hurriedly: "Old Secretary, Auntie, you are busy, I will go back first."
Mrs. Zheng said: "No, even if my family is having a meal and celebrating my birthday, you are not an outsider. Just let the driver go back first."
Liu Handong understood that Mrs. Zheng did not hold a grudge against him, but did not recognize him at all.
"Is something wrong?" Zheng Jeff asked Zhou Wen.
"Scoop up the diploma from the party school and bring some souvenirs to the old leader." Zhou Wen smiled a little stiffly. Although he was considered a member of the Zheng family, he was still far away from the inner circle, and he still couldn't let go in front of the chief.
"What about you?" Zheng Jeff turned to Liu Handong.
"I have a real estate in my hands. Due to planning changes, it will be demolished as an illegal construction. The damage is too great. I would like to ask you to say hello." Liu Handong said dryly, already having a premonition that this matter was going to be scandalous.
"You should appeal through formal channels. If you really need to change the plan, you should support and cooperate with it." Zheng Jeff was indeed selfless and put out the bubble of Liu Handong's hope in one sentence.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Mrs. Zheng and her eldest daughter Zheng Jia looked at Liu Handong as if they were nothing. Zheng Jiatu smiled coquettishly, and Zhou Wen smiled with him: "What the old secretary taught me is that Xiao Liu is also too anxious."
"When you encounter a problem, you can submit an administrative review to the government. If it doesn't work, you can also file a lawsuit. If everyone wants to use connections and rely on connections, what will the country be like." Although Zheng Jiefu's voice is very gentle, he is not angry or intimidating, with a Zhou Wen face.
All the sweat came off.
"You guys go back and scoop the things back too." Zheng Jeff finally said.
Liu Handong and Zhou Wen carried the gifts out of Zheng's house in disgrace. There was thick smog outside.?p>
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"I feel like an ant." Liu Handong said with a long breath.