Entering the box, a burly old man greeted Deng Zhao first, and then grabbed Chen Qingyun's hands hard.
"Minister Qingyun, I haven't seen you for many years, why do you keep coming back?"
Chen Qingyun replied politely: "Hello Secretary Hu, I haven't heard your teachings for many years. I miss you so much."
It turned out that Deng Zhao's guest turned out to be Hu Kui, the former secretary of Province S.
Hu Kui laughed loudly: "Some people say that Minister Qingyun is young and frivolous. I think he should be quick-witted and able to play both sides."
Deng Zhao watched the conversation between Hu Kui and Chen Qingyun and was very puzzled: Didn't Chen Qingyun deal with Hu Jing? Hu Kui's character was not so generous.
Because Hu Kui came to Chengdu, Deng Zhao intended to help Chen Qingyun and Hu Kui bridge the gap. Unexpectedly, the two of them were like old friends who had not seen each other for many years. After careful consideration, Deng Zhao understood and couldn't help but look at Chen Qingyun: He is really a monster.
Fang Qinliang came in and asked if the food would be served. Deng Zhao told Fang Qinliang that he was only waiting for Secretary-General Yan and there were no other guests.
As soon as Deng Zhao finished speaking, Yan Jiu came quickly. The four of them sat down separately as guest and host. In less than ten minutes, four dishes and one soup were put on the table.
"The yellow sheep that slipped and fell to death was just delivered today. Secretary Hu is very happy." Deng Zhao pointed to the braised yellow sheep on the table and introduced it to Hu Kui. Hu Kui secretly said: It would be weird for me to believe you.
Since the Lieyan meeting, members of the Standing Committee all know that Liquan Group has a wildlife research institute in the Lieyan Mountains, which breeds many yellow sheep, and has certain indicators for dealing with the old, weak, sick and disabled. This is why the number of yellow sheep continues
"Falled to death".
Yan Jiu quickly filled Hu Kui with a full bowl of yellow mutton, handed it to Hu Kui and said, "Old secretary, take a good rest in Chengdu. The AA will make arrangements."
The secretary-general is a spooky, sophisticated character among the old sparrows. He was clearly asking about Hu Kui's whereabouts, but it turned into an invitation-like persuasion.
Of course Hu Kui knew the meaning of Yan Jiu's words: "I will attend the Liquan Group's celebration tomorrow and return to Yanjing the day after tomorrow. Dear guest, my dear host, you are too busy. It will be inconvenient for me in Chengdu."
Yan Jiu said exaggeratedly: "The old secretary personally attended the Liquan Group's celebration and gave them great face."
Hu Kui said nonchalantly: "I heard that President Ying Neng will come to Chengdu, and I want to meet him. Xiaojing needs support, and I can only bear this old face to ask for help."
While talking, Hu Kui's peripheral vision glanced back and forth at Chen Qingyun's face.
After hearing the song and knowing its elegant meaning, Chen Qingyun quickly expressed his position: "Don't worry, old secretary, I dare to neglect you. I will kick his feet."
Deng Zhao said apologetically: "Old Secretary, the Secretary-General will accompany you to the celebration tomorrow night. Neither I nor Governor Wen Dao will attend."
"I understand, I understand, I'm causing trouble to the Secretary-General." After leaving, Hu Kui left Chengdu for many years. He didn't expect that Deng Zhao, who was in full swing, would come out to receive him. Deng Zhao hosted the banquet in person and arranged for Yan Jiu to accompany him, which indeed gave Hu Kui
Great face.
At five o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Yan Jiu accompanied Hu Kui to the Liquan Hotel. The front of the hotel was already full of vehicles. Yan Jiu told the driver to sign in and drive back to the provincial party committee compound.
Walking into the hotel lobby, the splendid decorations dazzled everyone's eyes. Seeing how grand the Liquan Hotel was, Yan Jiu couldn't help but muttered: "What's Qingyun doing? It's been 12 or 3 years since the hotel opened, and it's still holding a ten-year celebration."
Hu Kui was a little deaf and thought Yan Jiu was talking to him: "Secretary-General, what did you say?"
Before Yan Jiu could answer, a girl wearing a black professional suit hurried forward: "Are they the Secretary-General and Secretary Hu?"
"Yes, you are..."
The girl smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Ying is waiting for you two in the office. Please come with me."
"Where's Qingyun? This guy won't come to accompany us." Yan Jiu looked around and followed the girl towards the elevator.
At this moment, Chen Qingyun really could not accompany Hu Kui and Yan Jiu alone.
There is also a large private room in the annex building in the backyard of the hotel. Chen Qingyun, Faye Wong and two little guys, Ding Qishi and his wife, Ying Neng's wife Yuan Caiyi, Gu Mu and others are chatting with Chen Qingyun's former colleagues.
Yu Chunhui, He Cheng, He Xinghua, Wei Suo, Ye Fei, Jiang Qiushui, Shen Ping, Xu Dajun, Su Yuping, Yu Nengwen, Li Jie, Xue Hua, He Jia, He Tieniu, Jiang Ping, Xu Hongzhang, Qiu Quan, He Qingbo , Ren Jing, Xu Yunzhong, Lin Xuan and others entered the box one after another and were surprised to see many friends gathered together.
"Xiao Fei, these golden couple are nephew and niece." When Yu Chunhui entered the box, the people Chen Qingyun invited were basically there. At first sight, he saw Faye Wong, Chen Zi, and Chen Wei. Yu Chunhui quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"That's right." Faye Wong patted Chen Zi and said, "My name is Uncle Yu."
Chen Zi and Chen Wei both said in clear voices: "Hello, Uncle Yu."
"Unexpectedly, Qingyun is so lucky." Yu Chunhui sighed, then picked up Chen Zi and said, "Uncle Yu didn't bring anything good, can you buy the toys yourself?"
There were five hundred Chinese coins in the red envelope handed over by Yu Chunhui. Chen Zi did not dare to accept it and turned to look at Faye Wong.
Faye Wong smiled and said: "The elder gave me this gift, but I dare not say goodbye. Xiao Zi still hasn't thanked Uncle Yu."
Suddenly, everyone in the box yelled at the waiter to get the red envelopes, and surprisingly they all agreed: they were all gifts of 500 yuan.
Chen Zi and Chen Wei could no longer hold it with their little hands. The waiter was obedient and quickly fetched two leather bags for the two little guys and packed them for them.
"Now that you have money, let's go buy toys." Chen Zi and Chen Wei bowed to everyone, and then quickly left the box.
"Xiao Fei, don't you give the little guy pocket money?"
"Never." Faye Wong replied with a smile.
Yu Chunhui said worriedly: "Just the two of them go out, don't worry."
"There's nothing to worry about. Their level of road recognition is probably higher than mine."
"Monster, the whole family is a monster." Yu Chunhui sighed.
"Everyone is here, stop being sensational and please take a seat." Chen Qingyun sat down on the main seat and pulled Yu Chunhui to sit on his right side.
"When I returned to Chengdu this time, Qingyun wanted to invite everyone to get together, so Mr. Ying organized the hotel's ten-year celebration, which was like a smokescreen."
Everyone replied: "Don't worry Qingyun, there are people here who know the basics. No one will talk about what happened today."
As he spoke, everyone was stunned: For the sake of convenience, Qingyun organized such a large-scale event. It was such a big deal.
The central government has explicitly prohibited the establishment of cliques. If there is a public gathering, someone will definitely make a fuss about it.
Chen Qingyun's original intention in organizing this gathering was just to remind those close to him that they must be honest and upright as officials. But it backfired. Many years later, the gathering organized by Chen Qingyun still spread, and later generations will remember this gathering. Said to be the founding meeting of the Sequoia Department.
"I said three glasses of wine, and then everyone can do whatever they want." Chen Qingyun picked up the wine glass and stood up: "The first glass of wine is for all the friends here. Qingyun invites everyone to get together. I have no other intention. I just want to say one thing: Don't be financially responsible.
If something goes wrong and the unit needs help, you can go to Mr. Ding, Mr. Ying, Mr. Huang and others; if your family needs help, go to Xiaofei."
"Okay, Qingyun, don't worry, don't say that we are all small, even if we cook with salt water, it won't embarrass you." He Xinghua's crisp voice expressed everyone's thoughts.
Yu Chunhui also said: "Qingyun, you are determined."
Only Yu Chunhui could vaguely figure out the inside story of this gathering.
"The second glass of wine is for all my colleagues." Chen Qingyun wanted to say clearly: he is willing to make progress together with everyone, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.
Yu Chunhui and others who had just sat down stood up again.
"The third glass of wine is for friends from the corporate world." Chen Qingyun clinked glasses with Ding Qishi, Ying Neng, Huang Yingzi and others who had just arrived: "The normal income of civil servants is only enough to support their families, so many people are looking for gray income from civil servants.
, I’m not very disgusted with it. But I hope my colleagues won’t be like this. If they have difficulties, please ask Qi Shi and Yingzi to lend a helping hand.”
Ding Qishi, Ying Neng, and Huang Yingzi said at the same time: "Qingyun is out of town. If you need anything, just send me a letter."
After Xu Ping finished drinking, she said softly: "Qingyun, I'll go first. The party is about to start, and I have to put on makeup."
The drink didn't last long because everyone had to attend the party. When they parted, Yu Chunhui said worriedly: "Qingyun, Xiaozi and Xiaowei haven't come back yet, so nothing will happen."
Chen Qingyun laughed loudly: "It's okay, the little guy may have gone home."