"Brother, your level is pretty good." Seeing Chen Qingyun, the young man who had been paying attention to him stepped forward and patted Chen Qingyun on the shoulder, saying mysteriously: "I've never seen you before, this is your first time swimming in winter.
, is that place swollen?"
"This is indeed the first time. Where are you feeling bloated?" Chen Qingyun didn't even mean to be angry, and the smile on his face was sincere.
Qiao Feng was dumbfounded.
Li Xiaomei was dumbfounded.
Only Faye Wong smiled with admiration from the bottom of her heart.
Faye Wong was born in a top family in China. She knows how proud people are when they stand on the altar. It is easy to get up when walking off the altar. If the people on the altar are really asked to take a few steps down, they will feel very uncomfortable.
uneasy.
Chen Qingyun made up his mind to step down from the altar yesterday, and he has righted his position today. Of course, Chen Qingyun has a powerful soul, which allows him to easily take advantage of this. But the key is that Chen Qingyun must be willing to do this from the bottom of his heart.
Do.
The young man gave a thumbs up: "If the water temperature is only a few degrees, when you go into the water for the first time, the gentleman will definitely swell from the bottom, while the lady will swell from the top. Not many people can escape it. If you really don't bloat, I admire you."
"Maybe it was swollen, I don't remember." Good guy, even if it's dozens of degrees below zero, Chen Qingyun won't have any reaction. The water temperature of nearly ten degrees can only make Chen Qingyun feel great.
What Chen Qingyun has to do now is to join the Winter Swimming Association as an ordinary person. He knows that as long as he does not take the initiative to expose himself, neither Li Xiaomei, Qiao Feng nor Wei will turn him in.
Wei is the girl who sent the ginger soup. Her true identity is that she is a master of the Ministry of National Security stationed in Chengdu, and she is also a registered disciple of Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun wanted to participate in the activities of the Winter Swimming Association as an ordinary citizen, but his wish was destined to not be realized.
"Secretary Qingyun, it's Secretary Qingyun." Someone in the Winter Swimming Association recognized Chen Qingyun and shouted excitedly: "Secretary Qingyun participated in our winter swimming activities."
The president suddenly realized that the ginger soup, the interview on the TV station, and the two bathrooms provided by the teahouse owner were all for Chen Qingyun.
The young man who had just patted Chen Qingyun on the shoulder turned pale with fright, his legs and legs were trembling, and he burrowed into the crowd.
≈⊙≈⊙≈⊙≈⊙,m.→.co≤m The president ignored the young man, who had already fallen into hesitation.
Chen Qingyun's status was so high that the chairman immediately gave up the idea of recruiting Chen Qingyun to join the association. But if the opportunity in front of him is missed, he may never find a chance to communicate with the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee face to face in his life.
"Secretary Qingyun, may I take the liberty to make a request?" The president struggled internally for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to come to Chen Qingyun.
The people in Chengdu regard Chen Qingyun as their closest person, and they always refer to him as Secretary Qingyun. No one has ever thought that this title is often given by superior leaders or people with similar status, who call Chen Qingyun this way to his face.
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "Nothing is wrong, but I have a suggestion, sir, please change your clothes first, and we can talk at the dining table, okay?"
"Will Secretary Qingyun have dinner with us?" The chairman's mouth can fit a large duck egg.
"Of course, if you agree." Chen Qingyun is going to step down from the altar and into the public. Of course, he will not let go of today's opportunity.
The president came to his senses and immediately said to the young people around him: "Quickly inform everyone that we will have dinner at Taohua Island Tea House tonight. No one can leave. Oh, the news that Secretary Qingyun will have dinner with us cannot be leaked.
Already."
He was nearly fifty, and his figure was actually very nimble. After the president gave his instructions, he rushed into the teahouse with his equipment bag and went to change clothes.
As soon as the president left, another young man came over and shouted: "Uncle Qingyun, you scared my friend."
"Who are you?" Chen Qingyun was confused. The young man in front of him was three or four years older than himself. Judging by his appearance, he was even more than ten years older than himself. In his impression, there was no trace of a young man.
If Chen Qingyun has no impression, he must have never met the young man.
"My dad, your uncle Qingyun is omnipotent. Today I want to see if uncle Qingyun can guess who my nephew is, or who my father is."
The young man's uncle's voice was so smooth when he opened and closed his mouth, but no one laughed at him. Dozens of people turned around in front of the tea house, and no one said anything at this time. They all stared at Chen Qingyun's reaction.
The higher up the leaders of China go, the more they think of themselves as great people, thinking that they are omnipotent. They always give instructions everywhere they speak, as if only by listening to his words, the world will be wonderful.
At this moment, everyone felt Chen Qingyun's sincerity, but wanted to see that the big man they admired very much could solve the problems that the young people had set for him.
If the young man knew everyone's thoughts, he wouldn't dare to do it even if he were killed. He had no intention of causing problems for Chen Qingyun, he just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to leave a deep impression on Chen Qingyun.
Qiao Feng and Li Xiaomei next to them felt embarrassed, as if Chen Qingyun couldn't answer, which would be a shame for them.
Faye Wong doesn't think so. She is also worried, but she is worried that Chen Qingyun will be hit. If Chen Qingyun returns to the altar because of this incident, the young man will be guilty of a great crime.
Chen Qingyun's eyes inadvertently swept across Li Xiaomei, Qiao Feng, Faye Wong and others, then landed on the young man's face, and he suddenly smiled happily.
"Your surname is Nie, and your father's name is Nie Hua. He is my senior brother." Chen Qingyun said mischievously: "I don't know your name, so it's not a loss."
"Okay, Secretary Qingyun is really awesome." People in China are more positive than anyone else when it comes to praising their leaders' bad behavior.
Qiao Feng, Li Xiaomei, and Faye Wong also had expressions of admiration on their faces.
The young man was puzzled: "Uncle Qingyun, how did you know? I am sure that today is the first time I have seen Uncle Qingyun."
"Your Aunt Fei doesn't know you, and my other two friends don't know you either. That is to say, your family background or your roots are probably not in Chengdu. In addition, you are young and your appearance is still useful.
Do you want me to explain?"
Chen Qingyun still had something to say. He revealed that this person was the son of his senior brother, which avoided other people's negative suspicions: when young people call themselves uncle, it is not flattering, but necessary.
The young man was truly impressed: "Uncle Qingyun, you can hit the nail on the head with such a vague thing. It seems that you are even more powerful than my dad."
The onlookers could see that Chen Qingyun, as the deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, was not putting on a show at this moment, but was actually getting close to the people of the Winter Swimming Association.
At this time, the president changed his clothes and came out: "Everyone, what are you doing in a daze? Come in quickly, the boss's food and drinks have been prepared."
No one was willing to go first, but opened a passage for Chen Qingyun and Faye Wong to go in front. Chen Qingyun couldn't help but secretly sighed: It is not ordinary for a leader in China, especially a big leader, to step down from the altar.