After all, he was a member of the officialdom. Zhou Wen immediately realized his gaffe, bent down to pick up the wine glass, called the waiter in to clean the floor, took the wine jar and filled himself a glass, and asked with a smile: "What can you do, say
Come and listen..com”
After the waiter finished dragging the floor out, Liu Ziguang said slowly: "Although Jiangbei City is not the largest city in the province, it is also an important town in the north. In recent years, the economic development has not been rapid enough, which has hindered the entire province, so the province treats this city very much.
Attention should be paid to the fact that the candidate for the mayor of the party in charge must be carefully considered and must choose a cadre who can handle economic work, has a flexible mind and a strong enterprising spirit to serve as mayor."
"You are right, that is the fact. The problem is that the other two competitors also have advantages in this area. Mayor Zhou is in charge of culture, education, health, radio and television, so it is difficult to make a fuss about the economy." Zhou Wen sighed sadly.
road.
"It doesn't have to be something to achieve. I don't know if you have noticed that the newly appointed Secretary Zheng of the Provincial Party Committee has no experience in governing a party before, but the central government still entrusts him with the heavy responsibility. Similarly, although Mayor Zhou
He has been a top leader, but his theoretical level is relatively high, his cultural level is relatively high, and he has achieved good results when working at the Provincial Economic Commission. His resume is similar to that of Secretary Zheng. What needs to be done now is to first attract Secretary Zheng
I want him to have an in-depth understanding of Mayor Zhou, and I think things are almost done.”
Zhou Wen shook his head and said: "What you said makes sense, and Mayor Zhou also thinks about it this way, but you don't understand that there are so many officials at the provincial and bureau level in this province, and everyone wants to be favored by the top leader of the provincial party committee. It's easier said than done.
It’s really too difficult, and it might even be self-defeating and delay your future.”
Liu Ziguang chuckled and said, "You may not know that Secretary Zheng is from Jiangbei."
Zhou Wen's eyes widened: "I don't know. Secretary Zheng is probably from the south and grew up in the capital. Where did you get this news? It's not the official version."
Liu Ziguang said: "Listen to me slowly. Secretary Zheng's father is an old revolutionary. Although he is not from Jiangbei, Jiangbei is his second hometown, and he still has descendants. During that period, something happened between their brothers.
There are many touching stories, but I won’t go into details. What I want to tell you is that Secretary Zheng’s brother is now my best friend.”
Zhou Wen knew that Liu Ziguang was a real person and would never talk nonsense about this kind of thing. He lowered his voice and said, "Are you serious?"
"Who are you kidding about your wealth and future? This old friend is the principal of our middle school, Lao Wang." Liu Ziguang also lowered his voice and said.
Zhou Wen's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Liu Ziguang's hand excitedly, a little incoherently: "This, this, this, this is a God-sent opportunity, I will tell Mayor Zhou right now." He picked up the phone, but Liu Ziguang held it down: "
Don't worry, I'm telling you this first, just to give you a chance. Now Mayor Zhou and I can be regarded as grasshoppers on the same rope. We will both prosper and suffer. Such a good opportunity must not be hasty.
Do you know how to behave?"
Zhou Wen nodded vigorously, with a fierce expression on his face: "You and Principal Wang are familiar with each other. You make up your mind on what to do. Mayor Zhou will coordinate with me. How to cooperate? You just say a word!"
This explosive good news made Zhou Wen so excited that he couldn't eat anymore. He picked up his bag and left: "I paid for this meal. I have to report to Mayor Zhou quickly."
Liu Ziguang did not keep him, but repeatedly warned him not to act rashly and to keep it secret. If others knew about it, the advantage would turn into a disadvantage.
After Zhou Wen left, Liu Ziguang got up and went to the hall on the second floor, where a birthday party was being held for Wang Xing. It was full of guests and friends, and the atmosphere was warm. Seeing Brother Liu arriving, the atmosphere in the private room was even higher.
"Boss, I'm late. I'll drink three drinks as a penalty!" Bei Xiaoshuai was obviously drunk.
Liu Ziguang laughed boldly, and drank three glasses of white wine, half a liang of the wine cup, and took a sip. There were applause and whistles everywhere, and then Liu Ziguang took out a box and said: "Orangutan, this is for you."
Wang Xing was pushed out by everyone. He came over and took the box and opened it. Inside was a pure black and exquisite Citizen light wave watch. Although it was not very expensive, the market price was nearly 5,000 yuan. He had wanted to buy it for a long time, but he had never been willing to buy it.
I just started whispering in front of my girlfriend a few times, but I didn’t expect the boss to be so careful...
"Put it on, put it on." Everyone shouted. Wang Xing grinned and put on the watch in front of everyone. He raised his thick arms to show off. The rugged large dial multi-hand watch matched his appearance very well. Everyone was excited.
After a burst of praise, the cake was brought in with a stainless steel trolley. The three-layer cake was filled with candles. Wang Xing closed his eyes and made a wish amidst the cheers of the crowd, then blew out the candles, and then went on to talk to Brother Liu.
We cut the cake together.
The birthday party lasted until late at night. Everyone drank a lot of wine, and the birthday boy Wang Xing was even drunk...
In the early hours of the morning, in a rental house, Wang Xing suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. The desk lamp turned on. His girlfriend rubbed her sleepy eyes and said, "Why do you drink so much? I can't even persuade you."
live."
Wang Xing said breathlessly: "Did I say anything I shouldn't have said?"
"What shouldn't be said?" My girlfriend was puzzled.
"Forget it." Wang Xing turned off the desk lamp and lay on the bed again, but he was staring at the ceiling and couldn't fall asleep.
…
Mayor Zhou is a smart person, and it is easiest to deal with smart people. Although he is also full of emotions and ambitions, he does not show any abnormality. Liu Ziguang's words have touched his heart, and he wants to remove the pronoun on his head. The only way
Work hard on Secretary Zheng, but he deeply understands the principle of haste, waste
It will be discovered by competitors and it will be inappropriate.
So he delegated power to Zhou Wen and asked him to fully cooperate with Liu Ziguang. He could ask for money or people in one sentence, and he would risk everything for the sake of his future.
As a suspect, Zhuo Li still participated in the splendid auction. Now that building can no longer be called splendid, but is called No. 88 Binjiang Avenue. I think Yan Jinlong spent a lot of money to get this house number back then, but he didn't expect it to be cheaper.
Later people.
A strong opponent participating in the bidding is Zhang Dahu, a well-known entrepreneur in the city. He has shares in the Development Group, the notorious Anju Demolition Company is also his property, and he also runs several small bars that are neither black nor white.
The strength of an entity like the city cannot be underestimated, and more importantly, the person standing behind him is Yang Feng, the son of the Municipal Party Committee Organization Minister.
Yang Feng worked hard and didn't know where to raise a sum of money to participate in this competition. With his participation, other people in Jiangbei City who were spying on No. 88 Binjiang Avenue consciously gave up their thoughts.
, this level of confrontation is not something they can participate in. Even if they are photographed, their future business will not be stable.
At present, there are only two competitors, but just as the Spring Festival is approaching, a third participant suddenly appears. A scholar who has returned from overseas participated in the bidding for No. 88 Binjiang Avenue. His bid stated
, this building will be used to build a library building after the photo was taken. The news spread. While everyone found it incredible, they also felt that this scholar really lost his mind by studying. In such an excellent location, the whole library is not a brain building.
Is there water?
Little did they know that this returnee with a doctorate from Cambridge University was actually Wang Chen, the son of President Lao Wang. As the Spring Festival was approaching, he returned to China to visit relatives, and his father talked about it with him. Wang, who knew his father's lifelong wish,
Chen resolutely decided to use his savings and tens of thousands of books to support his father, and promised to take the lead in this matter.
Yang Feng and Mr. Hu felt very unhappy when a dark horse appeared on the way. They sent someone to find out the background of this doctor. It turned out that he was just the son of a retired principal in the city. It could be said that he had no foundation. People like this also came to join in the fun.
It's simply ridiculous.
In a certain room in Jinpen Foot Washing City, Yang Feng and Master Hu discussed matters while washing their feet.
"I've said hello to the Housing Management Bureau. The old Sun who is in charge of this business is my father's old subordinate. It will be done when the time comes. Zhuo Laoer's family background is not enough for me. It's just this new guy who is quite troublesome.
Yes, I heard he is a doctor of some kind. This kind of person is brainless and doesn’t understand anything. He is quite difficult to deal with.”
"Yang Zi, leave this matter to me. If you can't deal with this kid, I will take his surname." Master Hu patted his chest and confirmed.
Yang Feng naturally knew what Mr. Hu was capable of. He closed his eyes and nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Wait, let me check his background first. If he becomes a foreigner, he will be in trouble. You can't do anything casually."
"Well, I'm waiting for your news." Mr. Hu said.
The next day, Yang Feng learned through connections that Wang Chen used a Chinese passport instead of a British passport to enter the country. He breathed a sigh of relief and called Mr. Hu: "Brother Hu, you can start. Just scare him. Don't do anything wrong."
Too serious."
Downstairs from the cadres of the Chenguang Factory, Wang Chen, the son of Principal Lao Wang, went downstairs with a basket to buy groceries. When he met the neighbors, he nodded politely and said hello. Although he has traveled overseas for many years, the 40-year-old Dr. Wang still speaks with a local accent and is unkempt.
He looks almost the same as ordinary Jiangbei citizens. Only the occasional flash of his wise eyes can tell that he is different.
The neighbors greeted him warmly: "When did you come back?
"Why didn't you bring your wife and children?"
"You're back now, are you leaving?"
Dr. Wang responded politely. He walked out of the family home and was about to go to the market. Suddenly, two burly men came over and took him into a roadside van. They pushed him in, closed the door, and stood with his hands on his hips.
Guard at the door.
In the van, there were several ferocious-looking men sitting. The leader was picking at the seams between his nails with a sharp knife, and the words "forbearance" and "ren" were tattooed on his thick wrists.
"Excuse me, what can I do for you?" Dr. Wang was calm and calm.
"Your name is Wang Chen, right? I'm here to remind you not to get involved in things you shouldn't get involved in. Foreign countries are so good, so just stay here and come back to join in the fun. The elderly at home are also old.
, it would not look good if a white-haired person was given a black-haired person or something like that. You have read a lot of books and you should understand this truth, don’t you think?"
Dr. Wang's face turned a little blue and he whispered: "I understand."
"Okay, I just like talking to smart people." Master Hu nodded, opened the car door, invited Wang Chen out, and the van drove away.
Before the car had gone far, Wang Chen took out his mobile phone and dialed 110