Zeng Hua is like Jiu Kuang's resentful wife who meets a super handsome guy. She swallows the bait without hesitation: "With such a good thing, isn't Dong Ping playing tricks on Zeng?"
"Of course, Brother Zeng also has to pay something?"
Zeng Hua said excitedly: "Money is easy to talk about. Brother Dong, how much should I spend?"
When it came to money, Zeng Hua suddenly became very clear-headed.
Dong Ping laughed loudly: "Brother Zeng underestimates Dong Ping. Talking about money between friends hurts feelings so much."
"What do you need me to do?" Zeng Hua is, after all, an old sparrow in the officialdom. He understands the principle of not being able to do anything early. Even if the pie falls from the sky, it will not fall on his own head.
Dong Ping stared at Zeng Hua with satisfaction and said: "It's not a big deal. I just need you to cultivate more confidants. You must be reliable. If there are opportunities to make a fortune in the future, just don't take it all."
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple."
"Okay, whether things succeed or not, Zeng Hua will be driven by Brother Dong."
Without the promise of money, Zeng Hua threw the money at Dong Ping.
Zeng Hua knew very well that he could do nothing but be an official. It would be strange if he were really allowed to go into the sea and not be knocked unconscious by the waves.
In China, due to the influence of learning and excellence, people generally believe that officials can do everything. In fact, people do not understand that being an official is a profession, just like the parts of a big machine, and not every part is omnipotent.
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Many officials are charming when making reports on the stage, but few people know that these reports are drafted by special personnel, and those on the stage only need to read them correctly. As for whether the people making the reports understand what they read, it is still unclear.
There's really no guarantee.
Now that Zeng Hua was given the opportunity to become a bigger official, Zeng Hua didn't care whether Dong Ping would set a trap for him. Even if Zeng Hua knew that there was a big pit ahead, he would probably jump into it without hesitation.
After dealing with Zeng Hua, Dong Ping still couldn't leave Anping. He still wanted to find Hu Jieyu. But Dong Ping couldn't figure out why people from the China Economic Promotion Association were so familiar with Zeng Hua and Hu Jieyu in Anping since they had never been to Anping.
Dong Ping was very familiar with Hu Jieyu when he was in Anping. David Company invested in Xingfu New City, and the largest landowner was Hutoutang Village where Hu Jieyu was the party secretary. Dong Ping often interacted with Hu Jieyu, and Hu Jieyu often went to Dong Ping's
Villa run.
At that time, Dong Ping spent a lot of money to rent a villa in Anping, and settled two foreign girls in the villa who were so tender that they could drip water. Hu Jieyu knew the essence of food, and he gave Dong Ping a lot of benefits for the two foreign girls.
Seeing Hu Jieyu again, Dong Ping couldn't help but believe that the middle-aged man in front of him was the secretary of the Hutoutang Village branch who was once famous.
When he met Hu Jieyu, Dong Ping did not ask Hu Jieyu out, but came to Hu Jieyu's house with gifts.
When he was in Hutoutang, Hu Jieyu's house was the most beautiful small western-style house in the village. But when he saw the house in front of him, Dong Ping shook his head: it was a shabby settlement.
Seeing the well-dressed middle-aged man in front of him, holding a beautiful gift box in his hand, Hu Jieyu didn't recognize it at all. This was Dong Ping, whom he had called his brother many years ago.
"Don't worry about it. If you give us the money, we'll move. There's no need to talk about anything else." Hu Jieyu thought Dong Ping was from Ruifeng Gas.
Dong Ping had the same thing in his mind. Of course he understood what Hu Jieyu was talking about, so he thought of teasing Hu Jieyu.
"I came here with sincerity, aren't you going to invite me in to sit down?"
Hu Jieyu said impatiently: "If there is anything to sit on, you guys come to the left and the right group come over. You think my tea is free."
"How much do you want?" Dong Ping asked a very idiotic question, and regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.
Hu Jieyu immediately became alert: "Who are you and what do you want from me?"
Hu Jieyu had discussed the price with the other party many times, but Dong Ping didn't even know about it. He was obviously not sent by Ruifeng Company.
Dong Ping, who had seen the big world, naturally put aside the awkwardness between the two.
"Are you Mr. Dong?" Hu Jieyu asked in disbelief.
"It's time to invite me in now." Dong Ping smiled happily and said, "I came to Anping and came to see you. It took a lot of effort to find this place. Secretary Hu won't even turn away old friends."
From the fact that Hu Jieyu didn't recognize Dong Ping, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is not very deep, but when Dong Ping said it, they became like old friends.
Now Hu Jieyu is wary of anyone: "Mr. Dong, you are not a lobbyist for Ruifeng Gas Company, are you?"
"Secretary Hu, don't worry, Dong Ping is just nostalgic." Dong Ping spoke one secretary at a time, obviously rubbing salt on Hu Jieyu's scars, but his tone was very affectionate: "I came to Anping to invest. There are few in Anping like Secretary Hu.
Of course, such a friend will be the first to come to you."
"Mr. Dong came to Anping to invest in a project again?" David's company almost made hundreds of millions in Anping, and the lawsuit was brought to Yanjing. As a person in the game, Hu Jieyu has a deep memory of what David's company did.
"Secretary Hu, don't worry, this is a real investment." Dong Ping said very sincerely: "Anping is famous for its integrity in China. Our project particularly needs such a humanistic environment, so we can only invest in Anping again."
"Integrity, can integrity be taken as a word?" Dong Ping said "Integrity" on the left and "Secretary Hu" on the right, finally irritating Hu Jieyu: "Mr. Dong, you are not here to entertain Hu because of nothing, are you?"
"Secretary Hu, has Dong Ping offended you?" Dong Ping was unmoved by Hu Jieyu's words and still had a smile on his face: "I went to Hutoutang to look for you and asked many people before I found out that you had moved to the Economic Development Zone.
But I didn’t expect that Secretary Hu’s life seems to be less relaxed than before.”
Dong Ping always looked like a polite Confucian businessman, but he was full of lies: he was completely aware of Hu Jieyu's situation.
"Let's go. The current Hu Jieyu can't give any help to Mr. Dong's project." How could Hu Jieyu know that Dong Ping had ulterior motives? He said with a lonely expression: "If Mr. Dong just wants to reminisce about the past, I don't think it's necessary. Hu's situation
, it will only make Mr. Dong laugh."
Of course, Dong Ping would not leave until he achieved his goal. Since Hu Jieyu wouldn't let him enter the house, Dong Ping simply stopped asking for Hu Jieyu's opinion and went into the house carrying the gifts.
The main room was a little dark, and it took Dong Ping a long time to adapt to the change in light. Looking around at the furnishings in the main room, he found that except for the Eight Immortals table in front of the family altar, which had a heavy and rustic feel, there were few decent pieces of furniture in the entire main room.
"Secretary Hu, your life seems not to be going well." Dong Ping wanted to achieve his goal and continued to rub salt into Hu Jieyu's scars.