Qiao Liang's father nodded, picked up the wine glass, looked around everyone, then looked at Zhuang Jiaming, and said solemnly: "County Chief Zhuang, the last time you came to my house, it was during the wheat harvest, and you were with County Zhang.
We have been together for a long time, and today you are here again, but County Magistrate Zhang..."
Qiao Liang's father's voice became lower and lower, and he could no longer speak, and then slowly spilled the wine on the ground.
When Qiao Liang's father mentioned Zhang Lin, everyone's expressions became heavy. Qiao Liang felt sad, Lu Qian's eyes were red, and Qiao Liang's mother kept wiping away tears.
Then everyone slowly poured the wine on the ground.
Then Qiao Liang poured wine again. Qiao Liang's father raised his glass and looked at everyone: "Welcome all leaders to my home. Like Liang Zi, you all work in the public sector. Liang Zi is still young. I hope you will support him more."
Take care of me..."
Zhuang Jiaming said: "Uncle Qiao, Director Qiao is the leader of the city, we all need his support and care."
"Yes, yes." Two people from the town and the deputy director of the county bureau agreed.
Qiao Liang's father shook his head: "Although Liangzi works in the city, compared to you, he is still young and inexperienced. He has a lot to learn from you."
Qiao Liang then nodded and raised his glass: "My dad is right. Brothers, let's communicate more in the future. We can help each other and make progress together."
Everyone toasted politely.
Lu Qian said: "Director Qiao, why do you only have eyes for all the brothers and not for me, an old girl?"
Qiao Liang was startled, and then everyone started laughing.
Lu Qian then looked at Qiao Liang's mother: "Auntie, your Liang family values boys over girls, do you think so?"
"Yes, I will criticize him later." Qiao Liang's mother said while looking at Lu Qian with fond eyes.
Seeing the way Qiao Liang's mother looked at her, Lu Qian smiled, and glanced at Qiao Liang intentionally or unintentionally.
Qiao Liang pretended not to see Lu Qian's gaze, raised his neck, and drank the wine in his glass.
Then everyone did it.
Then everyone chatted casually while eating and drinking. Lu Qian ate the vegetables while praising Qiao Liang's mother for her good cooking. Qiao Liang's mother was very happy to hear this and asked Lu Qian to come back when she was free. Lu Qian happily agreed.
Qiao Liang gave the two people in the town a drink alone and said, "Boss, I am a straight talker. If I am inappropriate today and make you feel unhappy, please forgive me."
The town secretary hurriedly said: "Director Qiao, your criticism today is very correct. Your criticism of us is a spur and encouragement to our work. We must take it seriously."
The mayor also said: "Yes, Director Qiao, we are completely convinced by your level and efficiency in handling the problem today. We also hope that Director Qiao will come to the town more often to guide the work when he returns home in the future."
Qiao Liang smiled slightly: "Thank you both for your compliments to me. I welcome you to come and sit with me when you are free in Jiangzhou."
Hearing what Qiao Liang said, the two people in the town were very happy. They felt that although Qiao Liang had been merciless in his words before, his personality was still very straightforward and he was quite close to them.
After having enough wine and food, Qiao Liang saw that it was getting late and was ready to go back to the county town.
Everyone said goodbye and came out. Zhuang Jiaming, two people from the town and the deputy director of the county bureau walked to the car. Lu Qian and Qiao Liang's mother reluctantly said goodbye: "Auntie, I will come back to eat your cooking when I have time."
"Okay, you are welcome to come often." Qiao Liang's mother said cheerfully.
Qiao Liang gave Lu Qian a straight face: "A foodie knows how to eat."
"What's wrong? I won't eat what you cooked." Lu Qian glared at Qiao Liang.
"Eat what I cook, you dream." Qiao Liang snorted and walked forward.
Lu Qian curled her lips and followed her, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped Qiao Liang's butt.
Qiao Liang grinned and continued walking.
Although others did not see Lu Qian hitting Qiao Liang, Qiao Liang's parents did. They looked at each other and couldn't help but blink, hey, what is this?
Before lunch the next day, An Zhe, Luo Fei, Xu Honggang and Zhang Haitao arrived in Sanjiang. The four of them accompanied the provincial leaders in this major event in Sanjiang.
After arriving, they checked into the VIP building, took a short rest, and then went to the restaurant to eat. You Chengdong and Qiao Liang accompanied them for lunch.
After dinner, Anzhe called everyone to his room and looked at You Chengdong: "How are the preparations going?"
You Chengdong said: "The specific preparation work is led by Director Qiao, and the county is closely cooperating. It has been busy these two days."
An Zhe looked at Qiao Liang, who said calmly: "I'm reporting to all leaders that everything is ready, all we need is the east wind."
Then Qiao Liang reported in detail the preparation work.
After listening to Qiao Liang's words, An Zhe nodded and continued: "Director Qiao, have you handled the emergency that I approved for you yesterday that affects whether the major event can proceed smoothly?"
Since Qiao Liang was promoted, An Zhe no longer calls him Xiao Qiao in public, but instead calls him Director Qiao.
When An Zhe was called like that, it was natural that other city leaders would not be able to call him Xiao Qiao like before.
Of course, in private and alone situations, An Zhe still used to call him Qiao Liang Xiao Qiao, as did Xu Honggang and Chu Heng.
Hearing An Zhe's words, You Chengdong was stunned. Zhuang Jiaming told him the outcome of Zhang Zhimin's incident at noon yesterday. He thought Qiao Liang should have reported to An Zhe long ago, but he didn't expect An Zhe to still do it now.
have no idea.
You Chengdong couldn't help but look at Qiao Liang. This guy didn't give An Zhe feedback in time. It seemed that he had been too busy and hadn't had time yet.
Luo Fei, Xu Honggang and Zhang Haitao were a little confused at this time. Xu Honggang said: "Secretary An, what happened unexpectedly?"
An Zhe then briefly talked about Zhang Zhimin's affairs, and You Chengdong added something.
After listening to what they said, Luo Fei, Xu Honggang and Zhang Haitao all realized that this matter was very important. The provincial leaders were going to the red base for activities collectively. If the parties involved broke into the event site to complain, it would be a mess.
They couldn't help but look at Qiao Liang with serious expressions. Luo Fei said: "Director Qiao, since Secretary An gave you the full responsibility according to the instructions, how has this matter been resolved?"
At this time, Qiao Liang had realized An Zhe's intention in asking him this question. He smiled secretly in his heart and nodded: "Reporting to all leaders, after Secretary An made important instructions on this matter, Secretary You especially attached great importance to it. We dare not make any mistakes.
No matter how lazy we are, through everyone’s concerted efforts, the matter was completely and satisfactorily resolved, leaving no trace behind.”
"Oh, how to solve it?" Xu Honggang asked.
"Actually, it's a coincidence that the person involved is a fellow villager or an elder in my village..." Qiao Liang went on to explain the process of solving the problem in detail.
After hearing Qiao Liang's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Luo Fei nodded secretly, "This guy can do it. This matter was handled neatly and without any further trouble."
Of course, Qiao Liang was somewhat lucky to be able to handle this matter so efficiently. Thanks to the fact that the person concerned was a fellow villager from his hometown, he could play the family card, which was a great convenience.
But everything depends on the result rather than the process. Even so, this guy is still very proud, not only for himself but also for An Zhe.
Thinking of this, Luo Fei felt relaxed but also felt uncomfortable.
