This old man with combed hair in a distinctive style is about sixty years old, but his complexion is very good, especially his two white eyebrows, which are much longer than his hair. They hang down from his eyelids and have the smell of an inverted willow.
His clothes are also very particular, and they are not cheap in terms of quality.
As for the person confronting the old man, he was wearing a large cotton-padded jacket and had a black homemade cigarette in his mouth. His face was black and yellow, and his fingers were also a little yellow. He seemed to be a long-term smoker.
There were four or five idle men watching the chess game. Some said a few words and comments when they saw the two playing chess, and most of them just watched. This is in line with the saying that they watch the chess without saying anything.
Zhao Wen watched for a while and felt that this well-dressed old man had his own way of playing chess and his every move was quite orderly. However, the old man opposite him always found a dangerous move unexpectedly when he was about to lose.
You can turn defeat into victory.
For a while, the two of them were going back and forth, and neither could do anything to the other.
Zhao Wen felt that the better-dressed man must have been working in a government agency for a long time. All chess moves were very strict, with troops forming up in a step-by-step manner, and the routines were very meticulous, while the lazy old man opposite
I have been in the market for many years. When I play chess, I always follow my heart and take the wrong approach. I don’t have much scruples, as long as I can win anyway.
After watching for a while, everyone else knew that the two were going to a draw. Sure enough, the old man with long eyebrows said with a smile: "I haven't played such a thrilling chess game for a long time. I lose this game. Let's play again tomorrow."
The long-browed old man said that he was about to take money out of his pocket, but was stopped by the old man opposite: "No, if you lose, you lose, if you win, you win. We are playing chess, and if you pay, you will smash my sign."
"If you have time, I will be here every day. If you are willing to come, I will accompany you."
When the old man with long eyebrows heard this, he laughed: "Okay! It's fair and aboveboard. I'll come back tomorrow!"
Zhao Wen stood aside and carefully observed the old man with long eyebrows from behind others as he turned and left. From his steps and body posture, he became more and more certain that this old man was not an ordinary person.
Seeing that there was no opponent, the old man in the cotton-padded jacket was about to close the stall and leave. Zhao Wen sat down. While placing the chess pieces, he asked: "What do you mean?"
The old man came to see the deal, and he moved quickly and placed the chess pieces firmly.
He made money by playing chess with others, so he confiscated the old man's money just now. This meant that he saw that the man had an unusual identity, and was prepared to take a long-term approach and catch big fish slowly.
"Two pieces for each game, black and red cede one piece."
When Zhao Wen heard it, the price was reasonable. It meant that if he lost a game, he would pay the old man two yuan, and if he picked black and red pieces, he would get an extra yuan.
Zhao Wen pinched the sunspot and left. Because he had just seen the old man's trick, he was ready to make a short and fast fight and end the battle early. He thought that Pu Chungen was coming soon.
Zhao Wen knew that there were very few people who knew him in Huayang County, so he had no worries at the moment. He kept his head down and kept on killing, but the old man setting up the stall kept staring at him.
Sure enough, Zhao Wen started to attack after a while. The old man had both sides, but he still couldn't get rid of the disadvantage. He finally gave up.
Zhao Wen stood up and left. He saw that Pu Chungen and Liu Qiang had parked their cars, so he didn't say a word to the old man.
Old people like this who live on the street are all members of the old society who have become elites. Everyone has a sharp eye. They can often judge a person's ins and outs with just a glance.
10. Therefore, almost all of the old gods who set up stalls on the street to tell fortunes have complex social backgrounds. If you tangle with them, you will suffer more.
Pu Chungen and Liu Qiang were about to go to Zhao Wen, but were stopped by Zhao Wen's wink, so they walked into the hotel first.
The peak dining period has passed. Pu Chungen found a private room upstairs, and Zhao Wen followed him in.
We casually ordered a few dishes, and the three of us only ordered a bottle of wine, drank two and a half glasses, and then went down. Pu Chungen said, "There are so many things going on at the end of the year. I wanted to visit you with Liu Qiang several times, but I couldn't spare the time."
time."
"That day I heard that the secretary was in trouble. I happened to be in Wangjiazui for some business, so I rushed back and the secretary left."
After listening to Liu Qiang's words, Zhao Wen said: "How has Yang Yingchun been doing recently?"
Liu Qiang replied: "Well, Party Secretary Yang is a very down-to-earth person and is a good officer. However, I heard that Wu Mantian wants to change Wangjiazui to a Party Secretary, but it is difficult to do so and he is hesitating."
Pu Chungen said: "Don't he, Mr. Wu, know that Yang Yingchun was hired by his boss to replace him? Wangjiazui is going to build a fertilizer plant now, and he has to pay for the land. There is oil and water to be harvested, so he is jealous,*
**, this guy is like a scorpion fart, very poisonous."
"I heard that the loan the boss gave to the village has not been fully implemented. It is because Wu Mantian did other things for him."
"Many unjust deeds!"
Listening to Pu Chungen's words, Zhao Wen said: "Eat vegetables. However, I am no longer in Wenshui. What Wu Mantian and Qin Guohui want to do is their own business. The people of Wenshui must remember the dishes I made for them."
Things will be fine.”
"How can I care so much when people are leaving for tea?"
Liu Qiang said: "With this comparison, the villagers will know who is really doing things for them. Everyone has a reputation in their mind, just like a mirror. No one is stupider than anyone else. If the secretary is good, everyone will remember it."
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Zhao Wen thought of what happened at the Letters and Calls Bureau at noon and asked: "Is it difficult for our place to open to traffic?"
Liu Qiang said: "Yes, because of the construction of a road for the fertilizer plant, this section to Chali and the area around Wangjiazui are prone to traffic jams. The afternoon before yesterday, it seemed that someone in Chali was delayed in seeing a doctor because the ambulance could not arrive, and someone died."
Because it involved work, Zhao Wen did not reveal too much to Liu Qiang and Pu Chungen. He just said, "Lao Pu, you have stayed in Wenshui for a long time. Do you know what happened to the old county magistrate Peng Zulai?"
Pu Chungen said: "I'm not too sure, but it's true that the old county magistrate came from Wenshui, and our fellow village magistrate Zhang Gaodeng was promoted by Peng Zulai."
Pu Chungen's words were not very clear. Zhao Wen knew that Pu Chungen knew very well that if Zhang Gaodeng had not been in an accident and fell into the water and disappeared, he, a latecomer, might have to struggle in Wenshui for a few more years, and he would not be able to become the acting township head so smoothly.
, so that everything went smoothly afterwards.
However, there are only results in life, no ifs. If life could be assumed, many things would lose their operability and become regular and boring, and life would be much simpler.
The three of them quickly drank a bottle of wine and were talking when they heard someone knocking on the door.
Liu Qiang, Zhao Wen, and Pu Chungen looked at each other for a few times. At Zhao Wen's signal, Liu Qiang went to open the door, and a charming voice came over: "Secretary Zhao, I had a hard time looking for you."
Following the voice, a gorgeous woman walked in. Zhao Wen laughed as soon as he saw it: "Manager, when did I avoid you? Why do you have to find me so hard?"
The person who came was Li Wenting from Yulong Group.
Li Wenting wore light makeup and a large knee-length sweater. I don’t know if it was black stockings or something under the sweater. She looked like a movie girl from an island country. She didn’t know who she drank with, and her face was red. Come in and take a look.
Liu Qiang then said: "Yeah, the director of Puda is here. This handsome guy is also a genius in the police community. I'd like to propose a toast to you."
This person generally goes through four stages of drinking. The first is the virgin stage. It means being on guard and hiding from anyone who comes to you, for fear that someone will do something bad to you. The second is the young woman stage, where you give in to others half-heartedly, and you are really ruthless but ruthless.
When you are sentimental, you will be welcomed even if you refuse; and the third stage is the period of prime of life, when you drink well and feel comfortable, you will not reject anyone who comes, and you will drink with anyone who wants to drink.
Finally, there is the fourth period, which is the widow stage.
The widow was sleeping. There was no one up there, so I was worried. What should I do? If you don’t look for me, I will look for you. Whoever I catch will be the one who catches me. I can’t let myself be idle.
Li Wenting seemed to be a little drunk. Her face was red and her lips were dripping with tears. She said with a smile: "My sister is crying for my brother. How can I not be miserable?"
Li Wenting touched the cups with Zhao Wen and the three of them, and then said: "I have someone over there, and it will be over soon. Secretary, you have to wait for me, and don't let people down. I will feel bad if you do that."
Li Wenting's words were ambiguous and revealed a lot of ambiguous meanings. Then she gave each of the three people a wink, drank all the wine in the cup, and licked her lips with her tongue, looking very seductive.
Zhao Wen watched with a smile as Li Wenting walked away sticky. Pu Chungen couldn't figure out what was going on between Li Wenting and Zhao Wen, so he said, "I'll go back and ask the boss about the old county magistrate."
Seeing that Pu Chungen and Liu Qiang both wanted to leave, Zhao Wen knew that they both had some misunderstandings, but he couldn't explain it, so he said: "After eating, let's retreat. Eating is reasonable, retreating is not guilty, and one day we can meet Lao Ba again."
A lot of fun for a few of them.”
The three of them walked out as they spoke. Zhao Wen asked Pu Chungen and Liu Qiang to go ahead. He didn't want to go down with the two of them to prevent anyone from seeing him. He was too worried. He also didn't sit in the private room to prevent Li Wenting from pestering him again. It would be of no benefit to him.
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When Zhao Wen came out of the bathroom, Pu Chungen and Liu Qiang had already left. They went downstairs and got to the car. When they got to the car, they received a text message on their phone. When they saw it was from Jia Chunling, Zhao Wen didn't read the content and was about to delete it.
The entanglement with Jia Chunling has no meaning anymore. Cutting the knot with a sharp knife will cause long-term pain rather than short-term pain. If you continue to cut off, you will suffer from the chaos.
When he looked up, he saw a woman in a purple coat standing in front of her car, looking at her with a smile. Who could it be if it wasn't Li Wenting?
Li Wenting opened the car door and sat on the passenger seat in a familiar manner. Her face was like a flower, and her eyes were like eyes. She smiled and said: "Why, you're not welcome? I'm not driving, so you can give me a ride."
He didn't notice it just now. The space in the car was so small that Zhao Wen smelled a sweet smell in his nose. So he sniffed hard a few times, stared at Li Wenting's face, and then looked down from his neck, his eyes lingering.
on her towering chest, and then sighed and said: "Sister, you always make people fascinated. Why do you look so charming no matter what you wear?"
"What kind of perfume are you using? It smells good."
As Zhao Wen spoke, he moved his face toward Li Wenting, but his eyes were fixed on Li Wenting's.
Obviously, Zhao Wen saw a very familiar contempt in Li Wenting's eyes that he had not seen for a long time, but Li Wenting hid it so deeply that it flashed away almost in an instant.
As if to cover up, Li Wenting gently tapped Zhao Wen's forehead with her finger and said: "This is on the street, take me back, okay?"
Zhao Wen smiled coldly in his heart, started the car and drove towards the place where Li Wenting took him last time. As he drove, he said: "Miss Li has a lot to do all day long. I am really happy to see you."
Before Li Wenting could speak, Zhao Wen said again: "I'm not in Wenshui anymore, and I don't know how things are going in your cottage. Is it going well?"
Li Wenting giggled, turned sideways, and said to Zhao Wen: "What is a 'Japanese Li Wanji'? We don't have such a person in the Li family... If the secretary has other intentions, I can risk my life to accompany you."
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"Copycat? Haha..."
Li Wenting burst out laughing without warning. She wanted to touch Zhao Wen's face with one hand, but stroked her own chest with the other hand. Then she covered her mouth and said, "That cottage no longer has you as the king of the mountain.
It would be so boring to be alone with only Mrs. Yazhai..."
Zhao Wen couldn't find anything useful from Li Wenting, so he felt a little annoyed. So he looked at the road ahead with a calm face, stepped on the clutch a little harder, and then stepped on the brake to the bottom. The car jerked and stopped.
Li Wenting almost knocked down the front glass.
Zhao Wen hurriedly said with concern: "Be careful. Fasten your seat belt..."
Just as Li Wenting sat down, Zhao Wen repeated his old trick. The car shook again, knocking Li Wenting up, and then she fell heavily on the seat.
Zhao Wen frowned, put out the car's fire, and said, "What happened to this broken car?"
But Li Wenting laughed and said, "It seems like this new car is a new car, but Secretary Zhao still hasn't grasped the key."
Seeing Zhao Wen's gloomy face, Li Wenting said: "Okay, thank you for giving me a ride. I don't want to leave now. What, do you want me to pick up the car and come back to see you off?"
Zhao Wen shook his head and said, "No, I'll let the driver from the station take a look later."
Li Wenting was about to get off the car. She said with a smile: "I am not lucky. I am not even lucky enough to ride in the petition director's car."
"Goodbye. My director, I'll treat you to coffee another day."
Li Wenting went out and bent down to smile at Zhao Wen. Zhao Wen saw two pieces of upside-down breasts from her lapel and thought to himself that this woman is so sexy, she didn't even wear a bra.
Zhao Wen looked very embarrassed. Li Wenting waved to him, turned around, hailed a taxi and left.
Zhao Wen took out his cell phone, pretended to call someone, and then looked at the text message Jia Chunling had just sent.
The content of the text message is: I am a cloud floating in the sky, occasionally projected in the heart of your wave, don’t let me stay for you, I like the free air, I don’t want you to understand my mood, my story is just an interlude for you.
We have been together, we have illuminated your heart, and we have been separated. Don’t cry for me, just let me leave a smile to warm your memories, and let me float by your back as you go away, and my smile will always be with you!
Zhao Wen was now very tired of reading such verbose but confusing sentences, and thought to himself that Jia Chunling had directly told herself that it was impossible between the two of us and that it would be over, so why bother with such roundabout ways.
Seeing that Li Wenting's car had disappeared, Zhao Wen restarted the car and drove towards the Petitions Bureau.
As soon as he entered the back door, he met Hou Yide. When Hou Yide saw Zhao Wen, he said: "Director, the matter of Ma Shaoqi from Maqu Village has been handed over to the Chengguan Town Government by the County Party Committee Office for re-handling."
"Ma Shaoqi has always emphasized that it was a few lowlifes from Chengguan Town who beat him last night and asked the county to make the decision for him..."
Hou Yide said, seeing that Zhao Wen had no expression, he fell half a step behind him and asked, "Does the director have any other instructions?"
Zhao Wen suddenly looked back at Hou Yide and said, "No, Chief Hou did a good job."
Hou Yide was stunned for a moment, looking confused at Zhao Wen's smiling face. He didn't know what Zhao Wen meant by this sentence, but Zhao Wen had already gone upstairs and was out of sight.
Zhao Wen's office was very quiet throughout the afternoon. This kind of quietness made Zhao Wen feel very comfortable. He had no intention of making himself busy in the Petition Bureau like he was in Wenshui. He knew that he would be busy here.
No results can be achieved.
Just now from Li Wenting, Zhao Wen once again deeply felt the indifference of the world - he is no longer in Wenshui, and he is no longer the mayor and secretary of the township. Li Wenting made some unscrupulous jokes on himself, and when she took her car for the first time, she was very considerate.
When I fasten my seat belt, my attitude is completely different from the second time I ride in a car.
Although it is human nature to follow the crowd, as a person involved, Zhao Wen hated this kind of human nature.
Therefore, Zhao Wen was very annoyed with Jia Qian and Wu Yong, and also annoyed Jia Chunling.
After reading the book for a while, he didn't get it in. He was so groggy that he didn't know what he was reading, so Zhao Wen simply lay down on the sofa, squinting in the sun.
After a dazed sleep for a while, he woke up and saw that the sunlight had slanted through the window glass and shone on the wall. Suddenly the whole room was bright. Zhao Wen rubbed his eyes and stood by the window looking at the road.
The crowds of people were crowding in, but there was no thought in their hearts.
After a while, Zhao Wen stood at the back window near the county government compound, quietly looking at the people walking around in the compound, thinking to himself: "Between Wu Yong and Jia Qian, there is nothing."
Now that I have the chance to get promoted, do I really need to rely on outside help to help me get out of my current predicament?"
Thinking about what his second brother Zhao Lin said when he sent him to Huayang on the National Day, Zhao Wen felt for the first time a sigh that he could not save himself if he wanted to kill the thief.
"It is very difficult to carve out your own path in Huayang without external force, without the help of upper-level connections, and just relying on your own efforts and struggles."
"But, are you really just doing nothing in the position of Chief Petitions Bureau?"
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