Chapter 018 The ambiguity that started without knowing why (1)
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I support Zhao Pufang and think it makes sense for Song Xiu'e to ask Sun Liuwa to go back to the Maoguang Hotel together. Who knows if Sun Liuwa will change her mind?
No more extraneous things can happen.
When I arrived at the hotel, I saw Sun Liuwa. He was still sitting on the edge of the bed as before, as if his posture had not changed after Song Xiu'e and Zhao Pufang had been away for so long.
Zhao Pufang entered the room, calmed down and said: "Comrade Sun Liuwa, considering your actual situation, there are some organizational matters that I need to discuss with you in detail. The environment here is not suitable for talking. How about we change places?"
Song Xiu'e continued: "The township head has paid for your accommodation here."
Sun Liuwa finally moved. He picked up one of his bundles from the bed, which should be his luggage. Then with his other hand, he also carried the fruit that Zhao Pufang bought for him for the first time in his hand, and followed Song Xiu'e out of the house.
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Zhao Pufang looked at this small room, which was only about ten square meters, and walked out.
When they arrived at the Maoguang Hotel, Zhao Pufang asked Sun Liuwa to move into the room arranged for Jia Chunling because there were no prior arrangements. When Sun Liuwa put her luggage away, Song Xiu'e said: "Mr. Zhao, it's already afternoon, should you let me in first?"
Comrade Sun Liuwa, would you like to have something to eat?"
The three of them came to the hotel restaurant and ordered four dishes, all of which were mainly meat. Sun Liuwa was not polite, and she ate like crazy. Zhao Pufang was a little surprised that Sun Liuwa hadn't eaten for a few days, or she knew she was eating cheap food.
He didn't eat for free. He swallowed all four dishes and a bowl of soup by himself, as well as a bowl of sour soup noodles that were served later.
After eating and drinking, the three of them had a long conversation in Jia Chunling's room, which was now Sun Liuwa's residence. The main content of the conversation was about how much money the government would give. In the end, Sun Liuwa bit her to death.
The number was twenty-three thousand, and then he never let go.
This already made Song Xiu'e a little unexpectedly happy. Seeing her slight nod, Zhao Pufang walked out. He returned to the room and called Mayor Zhang Gaodeng. After Zhang Gaodeng heard Zhao Pufang's report, he only said: "I know.
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Zhao Pufang went to Sun Liuwa's room again, took out the "accident memorandum" prepared by Song Xiu'e in advance, and signed the amount of money and name. After two days of hard practice and his deliberate scribbling, the words "Zhao Pufang"
The three characters were quite satisfactory, and Sun Liuwa was asked to sign them too.
The trip to Swamp Light is basically over.
Zhao Pufang said: "Comrade Sun Liuwa, you can rest peacefully. We will return to Wenshui together tomorrow."
When they arrived at Zhao Pufang's room, the two of them sat there without speaking. After a long while, Song Xiu'e said: "Sun Liuwa has signed, and the task this time has basically been completed."
Just as he was talking, Zhao Pufang's cell phone rang, and Jia Chunling's voice came through: "Township Chief, I will sacrifice my life for righteousness, and tonight I will contribute myself to the magnificent family planning cause of Wenshui Township... I will not go back tonight.
Well, there is a woman who is lonely in her spring boudoir. She must accompany her, otherwise she will say that she has insomnia...hehehe..."
Zhao Pufang knew that Ma Feijuan was with Jia Chunling, so he said: "Okay, I have reached an agreement with the person involved here, and you can go back tomorrow."
When Jia Chunling heard about it: "...don't make trouble...good sister, ah, township chief, I didn't mean that you are my sister, but it was done so quickly. I thought it would take three to five days of hard work. It's really rural."
A horse is born, one is worth two, haha, then I won’t go back to report tonight, I’ll see you at the Public Security Bureau tomorrow, bye!”
After saying that, Jia Chunling hung up the phone.
Zhao Pufang was silent for a moment, and when Song Xiu'e didn't say anything, he stood up and said, "I just watched Sun Liuwa eat. Now that I'm done with my work, I feel a little hungry. How about we go out and have four dishes and one soup?"
Song Xiu'e smiled and said: "Okay, there is also a bowl of sour soup noodles."
After returning from dinner, it was only around six o'clock in the evening. Song Xiu'e went back to her room. Zhao Pufang closed the door, took off his clothes and took a shower. He thought carefully about what he had done in the past two days and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.
The oncoming life is unknown. You can only take one step at a time, build bridges when encountering water, and pave the way across mountains.
After a while, the phone rang. When he saw that the number on it was Song Xiu'e, Zhao Pufang pondered for a while and answered the call: "If Director Song is interested, let's go out for a walk?"
Song Xiu'e chuckled lightly on the phone and said, "Okay."
Maoguang County is not a big town, but it has a rich nightlife. Neon lights are flashing on the streets. People are wearing cooler clothes. From time to time, there are all kinds of ecstasy or deafening music. The two of them have not spoken much, looking at the people around them.
The scenery has gone very far without realizing it.
Song Xiu'e looked at the crowd of people in front of the lights and said: "I majored in secretarial studies at university, but after I started working, I started working in family planning. I should have studied medicine instead."
After speaking, he shook his head: "No, studying medicine is not in line with today's situation. What about you, Mayor Zhao? You are not studying administration, are you?"
Zhao Pufang shook his head and looked at the ground. He unconsciously kicked a can under his feet and rolled it far away. The can made a tingling sound.
"What you do now may not be what you like, and what you get in the future may not be what you want."
Song Xiu'e said: "It's very profound. No wonder you are the township chief and I am the director. The township chief has a high theoretical level. A simple sentence can lead to a big truth. This is a philosophical topic."
Zhao Pufang said with a smile: "The deputy is the deputy township chief. Please don't keep mentioning the word township chief. It makes me look like an old man."
Song Xiu'e looked at Zhao Pufang's handsome face, brushed the long hair on her chest, and said: "The township chief, the deputy township chief, they are all chiefs. Why, do you think the township chiefs are all old men? Then when it comes to the county chief,
But doesn’t it have to be grandpa?”
At this point, he seemed to think of something and couldn't help but giggle.
Zhao Pufang said with a smile: "Yes, according to this logic, the older the official, the older he gets. When he becomes the mayor, he has to be called 'Old Master'."
The two smiled at each other and felt that the distance between them was getting closer.
Zhao Pufang said: "What you just said, 'the township chief and the deputy township chief are both chiefs' reminds me of an allusion."
"Yeah," Song Xiu'e nodded and motioned for Zhao Pufang to continue.
At this time, there was a cold drink seller in front of them. Song Xiu'e went over to ask for a bottle of water and asked Zhao Pufang what he wanted to drink. Zhao Pufang made a casual gesture, and Song Xiu'e ordered her a bottle of black tea.
When Song Xiu'e handed over the black tea, Zhao Pufang touched Song Xiu'e's finger with her finger. He felt that her skin was very delicate, but pretended not to notice. Song Xiu'e also looked at Zhao Pufang, shook her long hair with her head, and said, "What's the allusion?"
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(To be continued)
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