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Li Zhongmeng nodded to Li Li expressionlessly and said: "Morning." After saying that, he sat back in his seat without saying a word. [bsp; Seeing Li Zhongmeng's expression, the atmosphere in the office became a little dull. Zhang Weidong felt quite
Feeling bored, he got up and left the office. When he left the office, he saw Ren Chenyi walking towards this side with brisk steps. His legs were tightly wrapped in blue jeans, making him look particularly round and slender.
"Teacher Zhang." Seeing Zhang Weidong from a distance, Ren Chenyi trotted towards him.
"What's wrong with Secretary Ren?" Zhang Weidong paused and asked.
"It's okay, it's okay, I just came here to see you." Ren Chenyi said, tilting her head, blinking and looking up and down at Zhang Weidong.
Zhang Weidong was dumbfounded by her and said: "Since there is nothing wrong, I will go and get busy first."
"Hehe, I really can't tell that Teacher Zhang is a real person without showing his face! By the way, if you win the first place in the competition next time, remember to treat him to a treat." Ren Chenyi said with a smile.
"Definitely, definitely." Zhang Weidong smiled and quickly turned around and left.
Seeing Zhang Weidong's back turning away, Ren Chenyi shook his head with a puzzled look on his face and said to himself: "I really can't believe that with his body, he can be a basketball master!"
Entering the laboratory, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, thinking that he hadn't received the bonus yet, and there were already several people clamoring for a treat.
Just as I was sighing, my phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was Hao Zhengming. I hurriedly answered the phone with a smile and said, "Brother."
"Are you free tonight? Let's go home for dinner. I'll introduce you to an old friend in the martial arts world. I also have something to tell you by the way." Hao Zhengming said with a smile.
Zhang Weidong also wanted to ask about Zhao Yongqian's current situation, so he smiled and said: "Okay, let Yongqian go home and eat when he is free in the evening. I have something to ask him."
Hearing this, Hao Zhengming said: "If I let him go home, this kid may not be available. If your uncle asks, then he will definitely be available." After that, he laughed and hung up the phone.
What Hao Zhengming said made Zhang Weidong a little embarrassed, after all, he was only twenty-three years old this year.
Standing in front of the window of the municipal party committee secretary-general's office, Zhao Yongqian felt very heavy. Just before that, he got through the phone number of Secretary Duan Wei's current secretary, Shen Jianke. Although Shen Jianke did not clearly explain the extent of Secretary Duan Wei's condition, but from his
In his worried tone, it was not difficult to tell that the situation was very bad.
For Secretary Duan Wei to fall ill at this time, for Zhao Yongqian, the situation was equally unfavorable for him, just as the house leaked and it rained all night, and the boat was late and encountered a storm. There are even people outside now spreading rumors that Zhao Yongqian
It is very likely that Qian will be transferred to the Provincial Academy of Social Sciences as the vice president next year. Just hearing the name of the Academy of Social Sciences, you will know that it is an extremely leisurely unit. Xu Yongqian does not believe this rumor. Although he has not
He has made particularly outstanding political achievements, but he has always worked hard and steadily, and has never made any mistakes. Moreover, he is only thirty-six years old this year. Even if the provincial leaders really want to adjust his position, they cannot do it.
So outrageous. But believe it or not, many news in the official circles are not groundless. At least it shows that because of the bidding problem of the Wujiang Avenue reconstruction project, Hou Yongqian's insistence has offended some people who should not be offended in the officialdom, and these people have now
He started to use tricks behind his back.
At this moment, secretary Cheng Yang pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Tan Yongqian standing at the window with a heavy expression, he couldn't help but sigh secretly. As the saying goes, the master is honored and the slave is honored, and the master is humiliated. Although Cheng Yang and Zhao Yongqian
To describe the relationship between them as master and slave is a bit excessive, but this sentence can well explain the relationship between the two of them sharing weal and woe.
If Hou Yongqian is demoted, the first person to bear the brunt is Cheng Yang, the secretary. Just as when Duan Wei falls ill, the first person to bear the brunt is his secretary Shen Jianke, so Shen Jianke appears to be particularly worried. Although there are emotional factors, the bigger
I'm afraid I'm still worried about my future.
"Is something wrong?" Seeing Cheng Yang standing behind him but hesitating to speak, Hao Yongqian put away his heavy heart and turned around to ask.
"No, I just heard someone talking about the Secretary-General outside, saying that the Secretary-General is likely to be transferred to the province." Cheng Yang said cautiously.
Hou Yongqian smiled when he heard this and said: "That's it? Don't listen to the wind or rain in the future. Even I don't know, so what do they know? When you are around me, you can't talk nonsense. Okay, it's okay.
Just get out."
Seeing Cheng Yang blushing slightly and turning around to exit the office, Hao Yongqian suddenly stopped him again and said: "Xiao Cheng, you are doing a good job. Do it well. I will consider it in the future."
Of course, Cheng Yang could tell that what Zhao Yongqian meant was that even if he really wanted to be transferred, he would definitely help him settle in before leaving. He hurriedly blushed and said: "Thank you, Secretary-General, but that's not what I meant."
, I am just a secretary..."
Hou Yongqian smiled, waved his hand and interrupted: "Okay, I know what's going on."
After hearing this, Cheng Yang turned around and exited the secretary-general's office.
After Cheng Yang left, Hou Yongqian shook his head. Things in his official career were never smooth sailing, as long as he had a clear conscience.
At this moment, the phone rang. It was Hao Zhengming calling him to ask him to go back for dinner in the evening.
Because things had not been going well recently, Zhao Yongqian didn't want to go back, lest his parents would find out about it, so he excused himself from going back because he had something to do.
"You'd better come back when you have time. Wei Dong is coming tonight and said he has something to ask you." Tan Zhengming said. So... I'll try my best to go back for dinner tonight..., Tan Yongqian heard that his uncle
I was coming tonight, and I still had something to ask him, so I immediately changed my words.
"I've spent my time raising you, kid!" When Hao Zhengming saw that Yongqian immediately changed his tune as soon as he mentioned Zhang Weidong, he couldn't help laughing and scolding him, and then hung up the phone.
University teachers have more free time and have fewer things to do in the afternoon, so Zhang Weidong left work early carrying his shoulder bag.
As soon as he stepped through the gate, he saw Yao Zhengming sparring with an old man wearing a white Tang suit. The old man was not as good as Hao Zhengming and had just reached the third level of Qi training, but his skills were very good.
What is easy to practice is that Baguazhang, the most popular type of boxing in our country, walks like a dragon and flips like an eagle, without any of the old-fashioned dragon bells. On the other hand, although Hao Zhengming has broken through to the fourth level of Qi training due to Zhang Weidong's guidance, he
He followed the path of health cultivation and had very little practice in martial arts. However, he was forced by the old man to only resort to tricks without any backhand strength.
Seeing that he was about to lose, Hao Zhengming caught a glimpse of Zhang Weidong and couldn't help being overjoyed. He quickly tiptoed and soared backwards like a big bird. He quickly retreated to the steps of the villa and shouted to stop.
The old man had already stepped forward to press forward, but when he saw Hao Zhengming calling for a halt, he had no choice but to stop. He pointed at Hao Zhengming with a smile and said, "You scholars are cunning."
"You are not cunning, Lao Chu, don't be complacent. If you are really good, just challenge this brother with me. If you really defeat him, I will really obey you." Hao Zhengming pointed.
Zhang Weidong, who was walking in, smiled, but a hint of gloating flashed across his face.
The old man known as Lao Chu turned his head when he heard this and found that there was a young man in the courtyard. His eyes flashed and he stared at Zhang Weidong with a look of surprise and disbelief: "You are the one who Xiucai and Chaohui often mentioned.
Zhang Weidong?"
"Yes, your Dazhenjie is Chaohui's father, Mr. Chu, right?" Zhang Weidong smiled and nodded.
"Old man, I am Chu Jianxuan, Chu Chaohui's father. I told the scholar that you are very skilled. Come on, how about we do two moves?" Chu Jianxuan put up the Baguazhang posture with Zhang Weidong as his feet.
The center is slowly walking on the mud, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, never leaving Zhang Weidong.
"Haha, Mr. Chu must have done something wrong." Zhang Weidong waved his hands and smiled when he saw this.
"What the hell, Wei Dong, show your hands to old man Chu, let him know that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world, and it will save him from bragging in front of me about his power in Baguazhang." Seeing that Zhang Weidong didn't want to take action, Hao Zhengming couldn't help but feel anxious.
Already.
"Young man, let's discuss and learn from each other, and I will know how to act appropriately." Chu Jianxuan obviously didn't have enough fun with his talent. Hearing this, he encouraged Zhang Weidong.
"Come on, Old Man Chu, you have a sense of what you do. You'd better ask Wei Dong to be more careful and don't tear your old bones apart." Seeing that Old Man Chu didn't take Zhang Weidong seriously, Hao Zhengming couldn't help but said mockingly.
.
"Hurry up, don't wait too long, old man, I'll give you three moves first." Chu Jianxuan blew his beard at Zhang Weidong and glared at him. Naturally, he didn't believe Tan Zhengming's words. Zhang Weidong looked like he was only in his early twenties at most, and he was very tall.
He was fair and clean, elegant, and had no calluses on his hands. If Hao Zhengming and Chu Chaohui hadn't mentioned it to him several times, he wouldn't even be interested in competing with him.
Seeing this, Zhang Weidong knew that he was definitely going to show off his tricks today, so he could only smile and said, "There's no need to give in."
"Hey, it seems you are quite confident!" Chu Jianxuan smiled as he walked around Zhang Weidong, but his eyes were as sharp as ever.
"Haha, it's okay. Mr. Chu, be careful!" Zhang Weidong smiled noncommittally.
After saying that, Zhang Weidong reached out and slapped Chu Jianxuan on the chest.
As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is any. When Chu Jianxuan saw this, he couldn't help but a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes. With Zhang Weidong's posture, he was not a well-versed person at all. Thinking in his heart, the palms full of calluses were...
Not idle, he had already turned his palm and turned his knife into a claw to strike at Zhang Weidong's arm.
Chu Jianxuan has been immersed in Baguazhang for most of his life, and has already practiced it to the point where his palms are as sharp as swords. If he really wants to strike with a knife, even a solid piece of wood will be broken into two pieces. Naturally, he does not dare to use the knife to cut Zhang Weidong.
As the saying goes, the only martial arts in the world that can't be broken is fast. Chu Jianxuan didn't know that although Zhang Weidong had never practiced boxing, his cultivation had reached the middle stage of foundation building. In terms of the speed of his attacks, I'm afraid no martial arts master could compare with him.
When Zhang Weidong saw Chu Jianxuan turning his sword into claws, he couldn't help but smile lightly. During this smile, his palms drew an afterimage in the air, and then under Chu Jianxuan's disbelieving gaze, he slapped the palms with two consecutive palms.
on his chest.
Chu Jianxuan was hit by the palm of his hand and took a few steps back. Then he couldn't help coughing violently and spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Tan Zhengming was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Chu Jianxuan. He couldn't help complaining to Zhang Weidong: "Weidong, why did you beat old man Chu's blood out?"
Zhang Weidong didn't feel any guilt when he heard this. Instead, he smiled at Chu Jianxuan and said, "Mr. Chu, do you still feel chest tightness now?"
Chu Jianxuan saw that he was bleeding. Although he was not as skilled as others, he was still a little angry. Now when he heard what Zhang Weidong said, he couldn't help but stiffen slightly. Then he stood up straight and took two deep breaths. He found that he had been haunted for many years.
My chest tightness suddenly healed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to [First Edition] to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
