Guan Yun had a few mouthfuls of food and was about to leave when he remembered something again and asked Lao Rong in a low voice: "I have decided to contract Pingqiu Mountain. Is there really any prospect for tourism development in Pingqiu Mountain?"
"Of course there will be. Don't you think about who lives in Pingqiu Mountain? An old immortal! A mountain with an immortal, no matter how small or famous it is, will one day become a famous mountain and river." Old Rongtou smiled and showed his usual expression.
With a joking expression, "Believe it or not, if the mountain is not high, the immortal will be famous; if the water is not deep, the dam will be spiritual..."
Guan Yun smiled and ignored Lao Rongtou. As soon as Lao Rongtou boasted, he knew it was time to end the conversation. Otherwise, Lao Rongtou would endlessly talk nonsense about recalling the past.
As the years have passed, why do you think that he was able to stand up like a sword, and that he participated in three major battles...etc., etc., although Guan Yun now believes that old Rongtou has some abilities, but he does not think that it is as he said, that he once
He is a powerful figure.
A big shot? A big shot can sell sesame seed cakes? This is a big joke.
Back to the county party committee with Wa'er, Wa'er lowered her head and said nothing along the way, as if she was thinking about something. When she was about to reach the secretarial department, she grabbed Guan Yun and said shyly: "Brother Guan, I have to leave tomorrow.
Now...will you miss me in the future?"
"Of course I will, anyone would think about such a good girl like Wal. I'm afraid that one day I go to the provincial capital and you will pretend that you don't know me."
"I won't. I've been hanging with you for a hundred years." Val smiled brightly, "You have to remember to write me a letter, do you hear me? If I don't receive your letter, I will
Very, very sad, even crying."
"Okay, I will definitely write you a letter." Guan Yun pushed the door open and entered the secretarial department. The office was still empty, and he was the first to arrive.
Wa'er walked around the room and remembered something: "By the way, who is Grandpa Rong? His eyes are so scary. He looks at me and seems to know everything he is thinking." Without waiting for Guan Yun to answer, he said
He waved his hand and turned around and ran away, "I'm going to find dad first."
Guan Yun forgot what Wal's evaluation of Lao Rongtou heard, and didn't take it seriously at all. While cleaning up the room, he recalled the evaluation of Zhang Dun in the history of the Song Dynasty. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember it. He was still not as proficient as Lao Rongtou.
The more he couldn't understand history, the more he felt itchy. He simply went back to the dormitory, dug out the history of the Song Dynasty from a thick pile of history books, and found "The Biography of the Traitor". He flipped through page after page, and finally found Zhang Dun's biography.
entry.
After reading Zhang Dun's life in one breath, Guan Yun closed the book and was speechless for a long time. Although it is biased to compare Zhang Dun's inscription on the cliff with Leng Feng's parallel bars incident, many deep-rooted things in human nature have been inherited from ancient times to the present. Heroes have always been
Heroes and traitors are still traitors.
After Zhang Dun was re-employed, he re-employed his cronies to avenge his grievances. No one in the court, big or small, was spared. Not only did he kill all his political opponents, he also harmed his family. At that time, his former political enemy Sima Guang was dead, but he still refused to let him go.
, wanted to dig up graves and whip the corpses, but fortunately the emperor did not agree. And Zhang Dun also persecuted Su Dongpo and his family again and again. Fortunately, he only demoted Su Dongpo's official position, but did not take his life...
Of course, it is unfair to compare Leng Feng’s adventurous move on the parallel bars with Zhang Dun’s move of writing on the cliff, and conclude that Leng Feng and Zhang Dun will not cherish the lives of others if they don’t cherish their own lives. Zhang Dun
The purpose of writing an inscription on a cliff and risking one's life is to leave an inscription and leave a name. In the final analysis, his risky move has a clear purpose, but the purpose of Leng Feng's risky move is unknown. Obviously, Leng Feng is not as good as Zhang Dun
The same pursuit of fame and fortune.
But there is one thing in common, that is, Leng Feng can walk on the parallel bars in the dead of night, risking a bruise and a swollen face. This shows that his mind is very firm. If he does not cherish himself, then when things happen, he will not treat others either.
I will show mercy!
Guan Yun felt a hint of uneasiness. He was from Kong County. Although he hoped to use Leng Feng's power to escape, he did not want Kong County to become a mess due to the contest between Leng Feng and Li Yifeng.
It would not be his wish to kill the local cadres in Kong County to pieces.
I hope that one day when the incident occurs, when Leng Feng has the power of life and death, he will not go on a killing spree. At least, he will not let the order and economic development of Kong County become a victim of political struggle.
When we returned to the secretarial department, Wen Lin and Wang Chejun had already arrived.
Wang Chejun originally asked for sick leave. He is still dizzy and exhausted. He did not feel better even after taking a shot yesterday. He took another pill early in the morning. He was originally going to take a nap, but today it is about the Liusha River Dam.
He wanted to know the important news about the establishment of the project leadership group as soon as possible, so he insisted on coming.
"Guan Yun, why are you late today? You are always the first one to arrive. Were you overworked last night?" Wang Chejun has decided to keep a low profile. Making a fortune quietly is the right thing to do, but at first sight
Guan Yun was still furious. He thought of the happy time Guan Yun spent with Val and Wen Lin last night. Not only did he get a shot, he also had a splitting headache all night and didn't sleep well. The gap was too big.
Then he thought about the few acquaintances he met on the way to work in the morning, who greeted him in a strange way, and said that he would be more serious next time, which was obviously a compliment but actually a mockery, and he almost fell out of anger on the spot.
Guan Yun has long been accustomed to Wang Chejun's cynicism. He usually laughs it off, but today he responded lightly: "Yes, I am the first one to arrive every day. I clean the house and provide hot water every day. Che Jun
, was the bathroom cleaned when you came in? Is there hot water?"
This sentence not only made it clear that he was still the first today, but also hinted that Wang Chejun had enjoyed one year of free service. Isn't he still satisfied?
Wang Chejun blushed, his eyes fell on the steaming water cup, and he smiled: "Next time, I will be responsible for fetching hot water, and Wen Lin will be responsible for cleaning."
Wen Lin took a sip unceremoniously: "Oh shit, why do you arrange work for me? Wang Chejun, are you too flattering to yourself? You don't even think about it, among the three people in the secretarial department, who is the lowest?"
Although Wen Lin and Wang Chejun usually have a normal relationship, if they don't look up or down, if there is anything they don't want to deal with, they will just go away. What happened to her today?
It has to be swept all over the body.
As expected, Wang Chejun blushed immediately. Wen Lin not only refused to open the pot and picked up which pot, and judged her rank based on her rank, but she also had a bad look on her face in front of Guan Yun, which was unbearable.
He slapped the table and stood up, pointing angrily at Wen Lin: "Wen Lin, you, you..."
The momentum seemed strong, but in the end he didn't say a complete sentence. Wang Chejun slammed the door and ran away. Before leaving, he glared at Guan Yun resentfully, and Guan Yun responded with a very
Innocent eyes, and to be honest, Wen Lin suddenly got angry, he really didn't know what happened.
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