Wang Xiaofei took a closer look. He was a little far away and couldn't see clearly the appearance of the person being surrounded, but his walking posture and extraordinary temperament looked like Yang Zi's.
In addition to Wang Xiaofei, there were many people on the corridor who were curious to look at the Airbus A380, wondering which country's dignitaries were visiting, but the pick-up arrangement was different.
"Those who are blocking the road ahead, move around, it's not Okuko's Air Force One, what's so interesting about it." A man with a bad Beijing accent yelled.
Wang Xiaofei patted his companions, saying not to block the way, it was time to leave. These people were all older than Wang Xiaofei, dressed in a formal and slightly rustic style, carrying briefcases in their hands, and looked like county-level civil servants.
They are indeed county leaders.
They are not leaders of a county, but administrative leaders from many counties in Ningxi, that is, county magistrates or county-level city mayors, such as Wang Xiaofei, the only county-level city mayor under Xinfeng's jurisdiction.
At the age of twenty-seven, he is at the senior level.
Looking at the whole country, it may not be a big deal, but in Xinfeng, one of the thirteen prefecture-level cities in Ningxi Province, he is an official celebrity with an unlimited future in the minds of countless people.
Wang Xiaofei, clerk, deputy mayor, secretary of the town party committee, and mayor of Xinfeng Industrial Zone, went very smoothly step by step. Xinfeng Mayor Li Hanwei took the opportunity of investigating the Cangcheng (county-level city) murder case to directly arrest Wang Xiaofei.
He landed in Cangcheng and served successively as deputy mayor, acting mayor, and mayor. It can be said that Cangcheng's rape case and Li Hanwei's group contributed to Wang Xiaofei's promotion legend.
In seven years, from passing the civil servant selection examination at the deputy section level to taking charge of a city, Wang Xiaofei reached a height that most cadres would look up to throughout their lives.
Luck, support from behind, and Yang Chen's care are all indispensable. On the other hand, this guy has outstanding abilities, a good brain, tenacity, and hard work.
When he graduated from junior high school and enlisted in the army, he just wanted to come back safely with a resettlement card and get a solid job without having to study much. But after entering the workplace, he spent his spare time reading books and won a bunch of jobs.
Includes Master of Business Administration (MBA).
Although his MBA program from Ningxi University's School of Economics and Management is far less valuable and practical than CEIBS and Yangtze River, he has devoted his efforts to it.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
This is a very appropriate description of Wang Xiaofei.
The superimposition of various factors to boost his career is destined to be smooth sailing in his career.
While walking, he dialed Yang Chen's mobile phone. When the call was connected, he couldn't wait to ask: "Yang Zi, where are you?"
"I just got off the plane, got into the car, and was about to go home to Beijing." Yang Chen's smiling voice came into Wang Xiaofei's ears.
Wang Xiaofei smiled and said: "You renovated an Airbus A380 and used it as a special plane?"
"How do you know?" Yang Chen was slightly surprised, then laughed loudly and asked, "Is it possible that your kid is at the Capital Airport right now?"
"Yes, I got off the plane at the same time as you. You are on a special plane and I am in economy class. We are more likely to die than others." Wang Xiaofei lamented that at the height of Yang Zi, he could only try to look up to him in his life. Having said that, if Yang Zi
If he wasn't so awesome, how could he be where he is today.
"Then you come with me. Tonight I will gather all the friends in Beijing to help you." Yang Chen was quite excited on the other end of the phone.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is a great joy in life.
Wang Xiaofei smiled and said: "I came to Beijing to study. I have to follow the party and follow the organization's arrangements. I am not as free as you. After settling in and understanding the situation of the study class, we can get together again."
Study class for outstanding county-level leading cadres in eleven western provinces.
Ningxi Province has a vast territory with nearly a hundred counties. Only eight people were selected to participate in this study class organized by the Central Party School. This was a rare opportunity and Wang Xiaofei attached great importance to it.
Yang Chen understood the difficulties of being a child, so he did not hesitate and chatted for a few words. The two of them hung up the phone. Because Wang Xiaofei deliberately walked a few steps quickly while making the phone call, leaving the people walking with him far away, and these people could not hear clearly.
If you don't hear what he says, you don't ask, and everyone goes out with their own concerns.
The special car that picked them up was a half-new Toyota Coaster. The license plate was enough to make the Beijing traffic police turn a blind eye. When the car started, the black Hummer convoy had already entered the airport expressway and galloped for half an hour.
Yangzhai on the west side of Chizi Street.
In front of the gate of the courtyard, there was an old foreign man standing. Seeing Yang Chen get off the car, he slowly approached him. Long San's people subconsciously stopped him. What was strange was that before the three top-notch strong men could even touch the old man's body, they were hit by a wave of force.
The invisible force forcefully forced them away, leaving them dumbfounded.
The others noticed something was wrong and quickly surrounded the unattractive old man. As if facing a formidable enemy, passers-by looked around in surprise. Yang Chen calmly pulled Long San away from him, faced the old man directly, and asked indifferently: "Do you want to see me for anything?"
"Master William asked me to come." The old man spoke Chinese fluently.
"William?" Yang Chen was surprised.
The old man bowed respectfully and said: "Yes, from today on, I, Douglas Burrows, will be your most loyal slave."
Servant... Yang Chen frowned and was immediately relieved. This was William's repayment for saving his life, and Douglas, who was so powerful that he was so powerful, must be extraordinary.
Werewolves as slaves.
It seems quite exciting.
But Yang Chen was unmoved. He had only been with William for a few days, and they were sympathetic to each other but could not say they knew each other. How could he rashly keep the people sent by William by his side? He smiled bitterly and said: "I understand William's kindness, but...
"
"I understand your concerns. I think time will prove Master William's good intentions and my loyalty. I also know when to appear and when to disappear." Douglas was extremely sincere.
Yang Chen remained silent, weighing the pros and cons, and finally nodded.
In this way, Yang Chen has an extra slave in his life. Under normal circumstances, Douglas will not appear in Yang Chen's field of vision, but as long as Yang Chen calls him, he can always appear quickly no matter when and where, like a ghost.
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In the evening, Yang Chen received a call from Wang Xiaofei, saying that he had settled in and that there would be no closed management during the two days of registration and free movement was allowed.
Yang Chen immediately drove to the cadre retreat center affiliated to the Central Party School. Parking was not allowed in front of the cadre training center. Yang Chen parked the low-key Audi A6 to a paid parking lot 100 meters away, then returned and bowed his head to Wang Xiaofei.
While sending a WeChat message, I accidentally bumped into the middle-aged man walking towards me with my elbow.
It was a trivial bump, and it was hard to tell who was right and who was wrong. Yang Chen pretended that nothing happened, but the middle-aged man stopped and turned around and glared at Yang Chen angrily, "You just leave without saying a word when you touch someone. Why are your qualities so poor?"
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Yang Chen, who had walked two meters away, frowned and slowly turned back.
Using accidental events to measure a person's ability and quality is like accidentally discovering a flaw in a certain passage of Mo Yan's writing and deeming someone's talents exhausted. This is not arbitrary, but self-righteous and ignorant.
