"I haven't drank baijiu for many years. Since it is so precious, I drink it for nothing. Save one glass."
He Rui never forgets to hit Chen Qingyun a few times. His words are very clear: Even if I eat your food, it will not be as you want. Chen Qingyun's treat this time is in vain.
Chen Qingyun didn't care about He Rui's attitude and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll change Mr. He's red wine."
Wang Lihua felt sorry and immediately stood up to smooth things over: "Qingyun, thank you for your trouble. Enough chatter. Let's get started."
Everyone agreed unanimously, and everyone had the same idea: I can accept your invitation, but you don't want to gossip.
There is no good banquet. These people have become sophisticated old sparrows. Chen Qingyun's intentions can be figured out with his toes. But everyone's thoughts are highly consistent: there is no way to leave the organization.
"Before dinner, I will perform a special show for everyone to cheer up the leaders."
Chen Qingyun will not pay attention to these people's thoughts and proceed according to his own ideas.
As soon as he finished speaking, the colorful underglaze porcelain wine glass in front of He Rui slowly rose and landed steadily on the wine cabinet in the corner.
Then, a bottle of burgundy red wine and another wine glass floated from the wine cabinet. The wine glass landed steadily in front of He Rui. There was a soft "pop" sound, and the bottle cap was opened, revealing a trace of translucent red.
The thin line rises from the upright wine bottle and falls precisely into the wine glass.
The whole process of opening the bottle and pouring the wine seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand.
All the giants would put on a calm and sanctimonious expression at all times, but at this moment, they were all so stunned that they could stuff eggs into their mouths.
In particular, a thin red line floated out of the upright wine bottle. The red line could accurately float into the wine glass without spilling a single drop. It was beyond the imagination of the giants.
Entering the realm of Reality Bodhi, Chen Qingyun's divine power increased greatly, and he could complete such actions with ease.
"Qingyun, when did you learn magic?" Amid everyone's surprised gazes, He Rui was the first to come back to his senses and playfully said: "This trick is so beautiful, you don't want to be a magician, do you?
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"It is estimated that there is no magic like this in the world." Chen Qingyun said calmly: ∧∽∧∽∧∽∧∽, m.≈.co︾m "Don't worry, there are still programs."
Everyone's attention was focused on Chen Qingyun's face, and no one noticed that something very strange happened in the restaurant.
"General Secretary, let's get started."
Chen Qingyun smiled and gestured to Wang Lihua.
"Don't you still have a program?" Wang Lihua was angry. He had a program but didn't show it. You can play with these people.
Chen Qingyun's smile remained the same: "The program has already started. Everyone will understand in a moment."
"Okay, let's see what tricks you can come up with." Wang Lihua stopped worrying and raised his glass: "It's rare for everyone to put down their work and accept Qingyun's banquet. On behalf of Qingyun, I would like to thank you all, do it."
Wang Lihua is a devil, and there is a meaning in his words: We can come to your house to drink, which is to give you the greatest face. As for other things, Chen Qingyun had better not mention it.
Chen Qingyun seemed not to understand the profound meaning of Wang Lihua's words, and diligently introduced the dishes on the table to the giants.
"Qingyun, you did this all by yourself." Because Deng Lan became Ji Guang's disciple, among everyone present, Deng Zhao was the only one who knew something about the world of cultivation, and he was also the only one at the table who ate regardless of his image.
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"Secretary Deng, does it suit your taste?"
"That's great. It's best to come once a month." Deng Zhao made the request regardless of his status.
"Once a month, Secretary Deng must be too masculine." A big man laughed.
Chen Qingyun said apologetically: "I really have no chance to eat this kind of venison in the future. And the ten thousand-year-old sea turtles deep in the ocean are also hard to come by."
The population of sika deer is not very large. Even the people in the secret realm of Ziwei Mountain are reluctant to eat it. Chen Qingyun made a whole one, which made everyone feel distressed. Once a month, even the mysterious Ziwei Mountain cannot afford it.
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"Deep in the ocean, Qingyun won't tell us that this turtle is hiding in the water more than a thousand meters deep, right?"
The word "anti-counterfeiting" almost escaped He Rui's mouth, but he still took his identity into consideration and left a little room for words, which actually saved him some face.
Chen Qingyun nodded: "That's right."
With Chen Qingyun's current level, it is not difficult to dive into the ocean more than a thousand meters deep.
"It's impossible. Not even humans, even the most advanced equipment, can reach such a depth."
He Rui still didn't reveal what he meant, but between the lines, Chen Qingyun's words were untrue.
Apart from He Rui, none of the other giants believed that Chen Qingyun was telling the truth.
Chen Qingyun sighed: "The sad thing about China is that no one believes the truth."
Even though he was about to leave, he still kept in mind the national trust system. It can be said that Chen Qingyun has good intentions.
Wang Lihua took advantage of the situation and persuaded: "Yes, no one can take away Qingyun's credit for the construction of China's national credit system."
The eyes of several giants lit up, and they immediately thought of ways to persuade Chen Qingyun.
To deal with the issue of Chen Qingyun's resignation, China's giants formed two camps: the retention camp headed by Wang Lihua and the transfer camp headed by He Rui.
The basic idea of the retention faction is to organize a strong medical force to restore Chen Qingyun's health as soon as possible. Chen Qingyun's position will remain unchanged. When the time is right, Chen Qingyun will be allowed to enter the highest decision-making level of China.
The transfer faction took advantage of Chen Qingyun's health problems to remove him from the post of Provincial Party Committee Secretary and transfer him to a more relaxed position.
What the two factions have in common is that they disagree with Chen Qingyun's resignation.
He Rui knew very well what Chen Qingyun was capable of, and did not want to let Chen Qingyun get his way before Mo knew the reason why Chen Qingyun left the system.
These people were able to accept Chen Qingyun's banquet, and they actually had the intention of subduing Chen Qingyun.
When it comes to building a trust system, several people looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"Qingyun, the construction of China's credit system has just started. There is a long way to go. If you are in charge of the construction of the national credit system, I believe you will see results soon."
He Rui rarely had a few kind words for Chen Qingyun, and this time he was the most sincere.
Another giant shook his head: "In my opinion, first improve the credit system in province S, and then promote it nationwide, so you can get twice the result with half the effort. Qingyun, this is an epoch-making achievement, and your burden is not light."
After finding an entry point, the topic focused. Everyone started a discussion around the construction of the credit system, and deliberately directed the topic to Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun knows the thoughts of the giants, and he also knows that he and they are in different worlds. There is no need to embarrass them, and he will neither refute nor defend.
Like a fish drinking water, knowing whether it is hot or cold, Chen Qingyun knows where his path is, and the giants have to spend all kinds of money, but it can't have half the effect on Chen Qingyun.
The giants were very reasonable. Chen Qingyun listened quietly. He knew that when the time came, it would be his turn to perform.
Deng Zhao was about to get up and go to the bathroom when he suddenly noticed something strange under his feet and subconsciously exclaimed: "How is that possible!"