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Chapter six hundred and sixty first good show

"Mr. Ying, there's no need for you to go. I heard that Xiaoyu's friends are here, so I dare not come over to propose a toast." A foreigner with deep eye sockets and a high nose appeared at the door of the box.

Everyone here is not watching the CCTV news broadcast every day. The foreigner in front of you is the Saudi prince who just came to China for a visit.

Ying Neng didn't dare to be short of etiquette. Although he knew that everyone would know the prince, he also introduced him to Zhou Weihong and everyone.

"It's better to meet by chance than to meet by chance." The prince laughed boldly: "Mr. Zhou, can you let me toast you all?"

"I have my wish, but I dare not invite you." The prince dared to hang his book bag here, and Zhou Weihong returned the favor.

The prince unexpectedly bowed alone, held the wine glass and circled around, and finally came to Chen Qingyun. After drinking the wine, he held Chen Qingyun's hand and said: "I sincerely invite you to be a guest in the Kingdom of Sha. I will treat you as a guest."

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"Thank you Prince, I'll give you the chance." Chen Qingyun's calm expression made others excited, wishing that it was his own hand that was held by the Prince at this moment.

The deputy director who was talking nonsense just now stared at Chen Qingyun hatefully: Everything good happened to him, why didn't the prince be the last to respect him? He was full of beautiful words, but he didn't have the chance to say them out.

The prince left, and Ying Neng finished the toast and left. The redwood box became even more lively. Zhou Weihong stared at Chen Qingyun hatefully: He stepped in to block the gun, but this guy seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Zhou Weihong didn't suffer either, his ears were filled with all kinds of flattery, and his image in the eyes of his subordinates was a bit taller.

Suddenly, everyone stopped talking and concentrated on dealing with the "everything goes well" in front of them. Only the deputy director who came just now disdained this dish.

If it hadn't been for the interruption from the Prince of Saudi Arabia, this wishful thinking would have been wiped out long ago, and there would be no good drama to come.

"Director Xiao He, are you not interested in this dish?" Gong Zheng finished the meal first and looked up to see Deputy Director Xiao He's expression, with a smile on his face.

Xiao He was very impressed by Gong Zheng's expression. This old guy usually acted like someone owed him money: "Gong Bureau, I'll thank you for the hard work."

Even a fool can understand the intention of Gong Zheng's question. When Xiao He saw someone picking up the escort, he immediately sent "Everything goes well" to Gong Zheng.

At this time, more than twenty eyes on the table were all focused on Xiao He and Gong Zheng. Some were envious, some were jealous, some were regretful, and so on.

"Thank you, Xiao He. This is what the old man likes." Gong Zheng, this old guy, got an advantage and acted like a good boy. Everyone looked at him with thorns.

"Isn't it just a bowl of chowder? Director Gong is too particular." Xiao He seemed very generous, but everyone looked at him with only two words: idiot.

"Minister, we'll book all future receptions here." Luo Chenyu was still unfinished and immediately had an idea.

"Waiter, what's the price of this dish?" Zhou Weihong is not stupid. Everyone wants to eat this dish, so there must be a rule.

The slender waiter pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Everything is priceless, and it is not usually available. Only Chairman Tang can taste it here."

"You mean, in the entire Liquan Hotel, only Xiaoyu, oh, only Chairman Tang, can make everything go as planned?" Zhou Weihong was also surprised.

At this time, Xiao He realized that maybe he had missed something. When he looked at Gong Zheng, Gong Zheng had already finished eating, raised his head and said softly: "Thank you, Xiao He."

Xiao He's face turned from pale to livid. Gong Zheng's thank you turned into a huge sarcasm. Xiao He felt that it was not worthwhile to fight with an old guy like Gong Zheng who was about to retreat to the second line. The evil fire had burned out his brain.

Xiao He, vented his anger on Chen Qingyun.

Chen Qingyun did not participate in everyone's discussion, but just ate vegetables with his head covered. He had entered the realm of Qingweijue spiritual energy and body refining, and his energy consumption was so great that it was like eating a cow every day and still not being able to fill his stomach.

Xiao He saw that Chen Qingyun was just eating hard, and he despised the director who came from the countryside. But he happened to have a higher status than himself. There is nowhere to spread evil fire, and the target is you.

"Director Chen, isn't the food at Liquan Hotel much more delicious than that in that small place in Yizhou?" Xiao He stood up in a rare moment, picked up a bottle of nectar and jade liquid, and came to Chen Qingyun: "My brother

Two and two make five together, you won't refuse, right?"

"That's a bit much, can you do it next time?" Chen Qingyun stood up respectfully, his figure a little unsteady.

Zhou Weihong saw that Xiao He was trying to add insult to injury, but he did not stop him. He thought with some malice in his heart: He was seeking death, bullying others, and looking for the wrong person.

Without any explanation, Xiao He asked the waiter to bring him two large wine glasses. Even the waiter's compassionate eyes were interpreted as admiration.

Chen Qingyun had drunk more than two kilograms, and Xiao He was only two or three ounces. Everyone saw Xiao He bullying Chen Qingyun, but Zhou Weihong didn't say anything, and no one came forward, watching the performance quietly.

Something surprising happened to everyone. Xiao He finished the drink in one gulp, obviously holding back the rolling drunkenness. After Chen Qingyun finished drinking, his face was flushed and exuding a faint brilliance, and he asked calmly: "Director He.

, are you still coming?”

Xiao He didn't dare to come, so he rushed into the bathroom in the box as quickly as possible. But the people who added insult to injury, the higher the level, the greater the density: "Director Chen, you are a real man, I'm here to join in the fun."

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After this dinner party, within a few years, no one in the entire Ministry of Commerce dared to have a drink with Chen Qingyun. The person involved kept the dinner party secret. After a long time, someone with good intentions came out: When Director Chen first came to the ministry, he

More than ten leaders.

With the tacit cooperation between Zhou Weihong and Chen Qingyun, things at the Liquan Hotel turned out to be a long journey.

Chen Qingyun was like the brave Zhao Zilong, killing seven in and seven out under the siege of the crowd. Both of them were covered with a mysterious veil in the eyes of everyone. Even an old sparrow like Luo Chenyu did not dare to do so for a moment.

Mingli bullied Chen Qingyun.

The mystery of Chen Qingyun lies in one of the toasters later. Yi Jiahe, Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and Director of Public Security of Yanjing City, made it clear that he came for Chen Qingyun. Yi Jiahe's status is not as good as Zhou Weihong, but this person

His abilities are no worse than Zhou Weihong's.

The next day, Chen Qingyun found a conversation schedule compiled by Jiang Ying on his desk, indicating that he had communicated with him and there was no problem with the time.

The conversation started with Yi Cailian, and each person had an hour. But when it came to the second person, a problem arose.

The second person should be Diao Liang, but Diao Liang did not come to work in the department. Jiang Ying was very angry and called to inquire in front of Chen Qingyun. Diao Liang told Jiang Ying "sorry" that he, Gong Zheng and Zhao Tong,

Wang Yugang and others have arrived at the airport and are on their way to Liquan.

"Director, I am Pang." Jiang Ying said a few more words for the first time.

Chen Qingyun waved his hand: "It's okay. I'll call the others over in an hour."

Yi Cailian is the best at sneaking in. As long as there is no one in Chen Qingyun's office, she will show up in time. But this time, Yi Cailian miscalculated. As soon as she entered, Chen Qingyun waved her hand and said: "Let's talk about your business, the minister will see me.

"

After what happened yesterday, Zhou Weihong felt very uneasy. If the main official in charge of foreign trade had unclear relations with foreign forces, Zhou Weihong had to be careful, even though he was the person he trusted the most.

"Qingyun, tell me, what exactly is going on between you and the prince of Sand?"

Chen Qingyun said calmly: "Brother, don't worry. Two years ago, the king of Saudi Arabia had a slight illness. Qingyun secretly went to Saudi Arabia. The General Staff has recorded it."

At this time, using the intimate address, Zhou Weihong was really relieved.

"That's it, brother believes in you. Xiaoyan's father is here. You can also attend the family dinner tonight." After Zhou Weihong finished talking about his personal matters, he threw an information bag to Chen Qingyun: "Understand the situation first, don't rush to deal with it.

Here, only you and I know about this matter."

"Don't worry, Minister, Qingyun understands the importance."

"Get familiar with the business as soon as possible, but don't get bogged down in routine work. The old man arranged for you to go to the Ministry of Commerce, not for you to enjoy a happy life."

Chen Qingyun was sensitively aware that the Ministry of Commerce was encountering difficult matters: "Minister, if you need Qingyun to charge into battle, you will never frown."

"Okay, this is something for the future. The current task is to take control of the situation immediately." Zhou Weihong was not polite at all: "Go ahead, I still have foreign affairs activities."

Regarding foreign affairs activities, Chen Qingyun knew very well that the Saudi prince came to China for China's agricultural products. Liquan Group has a green base and is the only producer of China's agricultural products that Saudi Arabia can trust.

China's agricultural products are the cheapest, but the problem of additives has discouraged many developed countries. Tang Yu has established a huge green base in Qingpu, Liquan, and has already produced output this year. This is where the Prince of Saudi Arabia came.

It’s just that many agricultural products require export quotas. The Saudi prince made it clear that he would exchange oil for vegetables. China regarded the Saudi prince as a treasure in the palm of his hand.

Many people in the Ministry of Commerce are aware of this matter. Seeing how respectful the Saudi prince is to Zhou Weihong, even a fool can tell that Zhou Weihong's status in the State Council will be raised to a higher level.

Back in the office, Yi Cailian and Huami, the director of the Second Industrial Products Division, sat on the sofa and whispered. Seeing Chen Qingyun, Huami's face showed a timid look.

"Director, the last adjustment of tungsten, molybdenum, cobalt and nickel export quota targets was Huami's fault, and Huami is willing to accept criticism."

"We won't talk about that today. We will mainly talk about the business of the second office and your thoughts." Chen Qingyun did not express his position, and Huami could never get rid of the pressure.

Chen Qingyun kept the shortcomings in Chen Qingyun's hands and kept his tone very low. But Chen Qingyun knew that in ministries and commissions, he must not underestimate anyone. The more low-key a person is, the greater his background may be.

Of course, Chen Qingyun is not afraid of anyone's background, but the Wang family intends to hide himself, and keeping a low profile is the current main theme.

Chen Qingyun was not wrong. Low-key people are not necessarily easy to bully. Soon after, he experienced what bitterness feels like.

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