"Zhang Zhifu, I'd like to propose a toast to you. You are really getting younger and younger."
Wang Cong picked up his wine glass and toasted to a polite man who looked to be in his forties, wearing glasses.
He is Zhang Dongliang.
Zhang Dongliang also picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, took a sip and then laughed and said: "You are wrong, I am just a deputy, you must be careful."
Wang Cong's face straightened: "You are joking, that man's health is deteriorating and I heard he will have to retire this year.
Apart from you, who else in the entire Wucheng is qualified to serve as the prefect? So there is no problem at all in calling you the prefect now."
Zhang Dongliang immediately looked serious: "Don't say it again in the future, or I won't be able to forgive you!"
Even though he said this, the smile in his eyes still betrayed his truest thoughts.
Wang Cong nodded repeatedly: "That's what you taught me."
"That's right." Wang Cong seemed to have thought of something, and took out a box and pushed it in front of Zhang Dongliang:
"I heard that you like to drink tea. This is a specialty of my hometown. It's not expensive. A pound of tea only costs fifty yuan."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Dongliang opened the box.
There is indeed tea leaves inside, but only a thin layer.
With a little force on his hand, the surface layer of tea leaves was pushed away, and then a little golden color appeared.
Zhang Dongliang closed the lid quietly. Only then did he realize that the box itself was very heavy and the materials used were also very special.
Wang Cong chuckled: "Take these tea leaves and taste them carefully. If you think they are okay after drinking them, I will give you some more."
"That would be disrespectful."
After talking for a while, Wang Cong pretended to be casual and said: "I heard that there is a Xingchen Group in Jiangcheng, and its boss is Ye Xiu, who bought the land that is going to be connected to the high-speed rail.
But I don’t think that person has much ability. He might cut corners in his construction work, and the house built in this way will be very dangerous.”
Zhang Dongliang's expression changed and he immediately understood the meaning of his words. He nodded slightly: "What you said makes sense. I will have someone check it out when I get back."
The smile on the corner of Wang Zhong's mouth continued to widen.
...
"Be careful when you go out by yourself. It's best if those pretty girls strike up a conversation with you and ignore them."
In Ye Xiu's office, Xia Xiuxiu was helping him sort out his clothes while constantly giving instructions, like a little wife.
Ye Xiu pinched her nose: "I know, when did you become so verbose?"
Xia Xiuxiu snorted dissatisfiedly: "I hate it, my nose will be broken by you."
Ye Xiu laughed.
He was going to Wucheng to meet Luo Feng.
Originally, Xia Xiuxiu wanted to go with him, but now the company has many things to deal with, and she won't be able to leave for a while.
Ye Xiu got off the company, called a taxi and went straight to the airport.
After waiting for about half an hour, he boarded the plane successfully.
Xia Xiuxiu bought the ticket, and she bought a first-class ticket.
In fact, it is okay to buy an economy class cabin according to Ye Xiu's idea. There is no need to spend more money.
There were only a few people in the first class cabin, and Ye Xiu was sitting in the seat.
As soon as I fastened my seat belt, a surprise sound rang in my ears.
"Mr. Ye, why are you here? I didn't expect us to meet again."