() After a while, Mr. Wu came out, patted him on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Sit, why are you standing?"
Wang Xiaobo was not polite, sat down, and placed the bottle of wine he brought on the small table next to the recliner: "Mr. Wu, because of your illness, I can only use my internal energy to help you clear away the Yin that has accumulated in your knees for many years.
Qi, I'm not sure how effective it is. This is a bottle of wine steeped in pythons that are hundreds of years old. A small glass of it every day can not only enhance physical fitness, but also have an auxiliary effect in the treatment of rheumatoid arthritis. "Ah."
Wang Xiaobo smiled and said: "Okay, I'll do it for you again in a few days. But I have something else to report to you today."
Mr. Wu looked at him with a smile: "I wonder why you are suddenly interested in visiting this bad old man like me. It turns out that you have something to ask me for. It seems that there is a purpose in seeing a doctor for me. Tell me, what is it? Look.
Can my old man help you?"
Wang Xiaobo took out a 1:10,000 topographic map from his bag, spread it on the ground, and told him about their "Two Provinces Connectivity" plan based on the map.
Mr. Wu listened quietly, frowning for a while, grinning for a while, and scratching his head for a while. Until Wang Xiaobo finished speaking, he lay on the recliner, closed his eyes, and was speechless for a long time.
At this time, Mr. Wu seemed to have waxed. Only his chest was rising and falling slightly, showing some signs of life. His sparse hair and wrinkles on his face were full of the vicissitudes of life.
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Wang Xiaobo put his hands on his chin and stared not far away, as if he was thinking about something. Only his eyebrows trembled slightly, as if to tell people that he was nervous, uneasy and hopeful at this time. Mr. Wu's prestige
, Mr. Wu’s wisdom and rank are not only a touchstone in the officialdom, but also a flag in the hearts of the people. His understanding and support will be the first step in the implementation of the "Two Provinces Connectivity" plan.
The midday sun shines through the dense leaves, revealing the land under the trees. Mottled light spots surround the two of them, weaving a large net. The breeze blows, and the light net also shakes. And Wang Xiaobo also
As Mr. Wu's body waxed.
Time is passing quietly, and Wang Xiaobo is like a fish in a net, waiting patiently for his master's decision. Release him, return to nature, leap over the dragon's gate; or scrape his scales, break his body, and eat on his plate? It seems that this is the only way.
Two possibilities.
Then, another voice answered: "Kid, you have such good skills, why do you have to hang out in the officialdom?"
This is a kind of negation, another form of negation.
"There is a kind of kindness that can never be fully repaid; there is a kind of faith that can never be forgotten." Wang Xiaobo answered simply, telling the true meaning of human life.
Mr. Wu sat up slowly and stared at Wang Xiaobo with piercing eyes: "Even if you are broken into pieces?"
"I remember Yu Qian's poem "Ode of Lime", 'Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened. I am not afraid of being shattered to pieces, but I want to leave my innocence in the world.' Maybe, this is my only choice.
The riddle-like questions and answers competed in the mind like a mirror, revealing wisdom and confidence, igniting the spark of communication between the old and the young, and lining up the brilliance of the youth and the wisdom of the elders in the midday sun.
"Okay! Then I will be young again. Fortunately, you don't want any investment from the country this time. Then, let's learn from Zheng Banqiao's rare confusion, not reporting, not asking for instructions, working hard, and creating a fait accompli. That way.
It saves a lot of unnecessary trouble
It bothers me and avoids some political issues. Anyway, the great man said that it doesn’t matter whether the cat is white or black, the one that catches mice is a good cat. As long as the road is open, everything will be settled." Mr. Wu's face was red and he seemed to be much younger.
, spirit and energy have reached their peak.
Wang Xiaobo was a little excited: "With your support, we will be able to successfully complete the 'Two Provinces Connectivity' plan, contribute to the development and economic development of the two provinces, and build a broad road for the people to make a fortune."
Mr. Wu is also very optimistic about this highway. After all, when he was in office, he was in charge of the transportation line, and the underlying political and economic benefits were clear at a glance. Of course, in that special era, everything was based on class struggle, so who would manage it?
On this highway, it is true that money is an insurmountable obstacle. Without money, everything is useless. Unexpectedly, this guy used such a very risky method and actually thought of it.
It is a bit unbelievable to open the highway between the two provinces without spending any money. But it is indeed a temptation and a major event that benefits the country and the people. He has to support it. He seems to have returned to the deputy level.
In the post of provincial governor, I regained the feeling of being all-powerful. The old man has great ambitions. He wants to win once, and he must win once. He wants to recover the regrets of the past from this road.
Since the last flood relief effort, you have left an indelible impact on this young man's mind. This time you helped him take care of the leg disease that had troubled him for more than thirty years. Based on this alone, he also
We should help him and use his more than thirty years of officialdom accumulation to help him rise to power.
"For the first phase of the highway widening project, I think it won't be a problem to report to the province and ask the Provincial Department of Transportation to allocate some funds. In this way, the current director of the Department of Transportation, Kang Daodao, was promoted when I was in office.
It's probably not a big problem if I call him and ask him to approve the payment. You can make a report in the next two days and send it to the Provincial Department of Transportation. A little bit, a little bit." Mr. Wu wanted to rely on his old face.
You can always give a little.
Wang Xiaobo smiled and said: "Veteran will take action, one is worth two. Okay, I will go to the province for a trip tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, an equally young voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Grandpa, I'm here to see you." A young man in military uniform came in, with extraordinary appearance.
"Ah! Guanghui is here. Let me introduce you. This is Comrade Wang Xiaobo, Secretary of the Beishan Township Party Committee." Mr. Wu introduced again: "My grandson Wu Guanghui is a special forces soldier at Dayushan Base and company commander."
Wu Guanghui glanced at Wang Xiaobo, stretched out his hands lazily, nodded, and ignored it. He casually placed two bottles of Maotai and a pack of snacks on the table. When he saw the bottle of wine Wang Xiaobo sent, he sneered: "
No matter what age, you can still get this kind of thing."
Wang Xiaobo raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry. He gritted his teeth and held back: "It's not respectful."
"What are you talking about? Don't think that your special forces company commander is anything special. To Xiao Wang, you are nothing." Mr. Wu taught his grandson a lesson.
"Is he worthy?" Wu Guanghui looked disdainful. As he spoke, he hit a brick on the ground with his palm. He looked at him with a proud smile on his face.
Wang Xiaobo glanced at the blue brick broken into two pieces, smiled and said: "The kung fu is good, it should be the second level of national martial arts."
Wu Guanghui was surprised: "You know a little bit about it?" He punched Wang Xiaobo.
Wang Xiaobo stood there blankly as if he was not aware of it. When the fist was about to hit his face, he tilted his head slightly and barely managed to avoid it.
Wu Guanghui's punch missed, he became angry, and then kicked him in the lower body.
Wang Xiaobo suddenly made a slight vertical movement, used his feet to catch the opponent's powerful kick, and turned 180 degrees in the air, knocking Wu Guanghui to the ground.
Wu Guanghui was still dissatisfied. When Wang Xiaobo went to help him, he punched him in the crotch again. If he had been hit by this punch, Comrade Wang Xiaobo would have been unprecedented.
Wang Xiaobo suddenly fell forward, stood on his head, and looked at him with his head down.
Wu Guanghui really lost his glory at all. He tried his best, but failed to hit three times, and was knocked to the ground by the opponent. He suddenly felt an unprecedented depression in his heart, and sat on the ground blankly.
Mr. Wu laughed loudly: "How is it? Are you convinced?" He said and winked at him.
Wu Guanghui seemed to understand something. He jumped up and knelt upright in front of Wang Xiaobo: "Master, please bow to me."
Wang Xiaobo glanced at Mr. Wu strangely and seemed to understand something. He picked up Wu Guanghui and patted him on the ground.
