Lao Hu did not stay at Zhu's house for long. After chatting, he followed Mr. Zhu's wishes and went to the most powerful office building. He did not drink at all in the evening. In fact, Mr. Zhu did not prepare any wine for him.
When Lao Hu Lai walked into the small building, he found that there was a secretary waiting for someone downstairs. He thought that the big boss and the senior officials had an appointment with someone this night. He recognized this secretary. He was the royal secretary next to the big boss. Don't look at it.
A secretary may have much more power than the mayor of Yanjing City.
Lao Hu didn't mean to take the initiative to say hello. His personality is like this. If we have similar interests, can chat with each other, and can drink together at the wine table, then we can meet as warmly as possible. If you don't like me, I
I don't like you either, you don't even bother to say hello.
Lao Hu didn't see eye-to-eye with the royal secretary next to the big leader, but when he didn't say hello, the royal secretary took the initiative to come to him.
"Boss Hu, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The royal secretary greeted him with a smile, and his demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant. Although the positions are thousands of miles apart, they are close ministers, not to mention deliberately trying to exaggerate. If he grovels when meeting others,
Wouldn't that be a loss of face for the great leader?
"Secretary Guan, are you waiting for me?" Lao Hu said with a smile and surprise.
"Let's talk while walking." Guan Wenlai said with a smile and made a gesture of invitation.
Lao Hu walked into the building and asked Guan Wenlai, "What's going on?"
Guan Wenlai said with a smile: "The senior leader knew that Leader Hu would be coming tonight, so he specifically asked me to wait here. Senior leaders from several other war zones have arrived, but Leader Hu is late."
"Everyone is here?"
Lao Hu's face was slightly startled, but he quickly returned to normal. At his age and status, he had already mastered the art of indifference to emotions and anger, "I don't remember receiving the notice that we would all come together for a meeting tonight.
ah."
Guan Wenlai said with a smile: "It is true that there is no meeting, but it is a coincidence that tonight all the leaders of the war zones came to see the big leader. It is quite surprising."
Guan Wenlai's words were obviously hidden. Lao Hu knew that there was no point in asking any more questions. Anyway, there was no meeting to be held, so it was fine that he was not late. As for everyone else, it didn't matter whether they came early or late.
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The big leader's office was not very large, and there were already quite a few people sitting there. The sofas were full, and a few extra chairs were added. When Lao Hu walked in and took a look at the situation, he felt much more at ease.
He would rather be crowded in this office than go to the conference room, which proves that tonight is really just a small talk. After he came in, everyone was chatting, and the atmosphere seemed harmonious.
There are no low-ranking people in this office. They are all old fairies who have lived a long time. Even if they have a grudge against each other, they can still pretend to be harmonious and enthusiastic on the surface. (One Zero)
Lao Hu greeted a few people and glared at the senior leader of the Yanjing Theater. The senior leader of the Yanjing Theater gestured to him with his eyes, meaning that it had nothing to do with him.
Lao Hu said hello to the senior leader, who smiled and said: "Everyone has almost arrived, so just wait here. If this is at the wine table, you will have to punish yourself with three drinks."
Lao Hu smiled and said: "Mobei is remote, but the wine is very spicy. Over the years, my drinking capacity has increased greatly. It's okay to punish myself with thirteen drinks, but I have to get under the table early."
"Ha ha……"
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. Lao Hu saluted the senior leader, and then sat generously next to the senior leader of the Yanjing Theater. Before he could ask, the senior leader of the Yanjing Theater whispered: "
I came here on short notice. When we met tonight, I really didn’t know about this."
Lao Hu laughed in a low voice and said: "Old Shen, you are so nervous, I want to buy you a drink."
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Zhu's house, Mr. Zhu's study.
The old man was sitting on his wicker chair, with his back straight in front of the table, writing calligraphy.
The momentum and connotation of words written while standing will be slightly different from those written while sitting.
When Lin Kun came back from seeing off Lao Hu, Mr. Zhu just finished writing, put down his brush, raised his head and said, "Sent Xiao Hu away?" (Zero One)
Lin Kun said with a smile: "He must have arrived at the office building by now. It's just that the time has passed. It's indeed a bit late. Isn't it bad?"
Mr. Zhu waved his hand, "Don't worry about that. At his level, as long as he doesn't commit major crimes that endanger the country and the people, the senior officials won't mind. If the senior officials' minds cannot tolerate the small flaws of a pillar of the country, then this
How could a huge country become as powerful as it is today?"
Lin Kun walked up to Mr. Zhu and said: "I heard that the leaders of all major exhibition areas have passed by tonight, and no unified meeting instructions have been issued."
Mr. Zhu handed the writing on the table to Lin Kun and said: "Everyone is waiting for Mobei. When Mobei comes today, they will gather there at the same time. There are tens of millions of people in this imperial city, and there are too many old people hidden there."
Fairies, if there is any slight disturbance in the top management, everyone will be able to smell it."
Lin Kun looked at the word written by Mr. Zhu and saw it was "quiet". The shape of the word looked like the vicissitudes of a hero's twilight years, but it also had a slightly sharp edge, but the original meaning was one - quiet.
Lin Kun pondered for a moment and said: "Grandpa, what do you mean, do we have to wait and see what happens now? But at present, it is very likely that the top brass will release military power over a glass of wine and cut off the connection between these war zones and our big family."
Mr. Zhu handed the tea cup to Lin Kun again, and Lin Kun took it and made tea again. Mr. Zhu sat down and leaned on the wicker chair and said with a smile: "Even if we don't cut off the contact, is it possible that you still want to lead the troops to fight?
Since the senior leaders think this is inappropriate, let them sit back and relax. At least in handling this issue, the senior leaders are still leaning towards our Zhu family."
Lin Kun put the cup on the table, "Grandpa, be careful to scald it. What grandpa means is that the creation of Dragon Soul is actually to compensate the Zhu family. I can understand that, but what about other families, the Song family, the Mao family, the Peng family?"
Home……"
Mr. Zhu said with a smile: "This is where you stand out. The high-level decision should have been made long ago to cut off the connection between the four major families and the war zone. Certain compensation will inevitably be given. Others
It is very likely that the three families have more say in the top management, and our Zhu family has a special organization that is independent of the National Security Bureau.
Generally speaking, this special organization must be formed among the four major families. Although the top management has some limitations, the four major families are the foundation families of the country, and the trust in the four major families is still the highest. Looking at the four major families, they have the ability to take on this role.
You are the only one who bears the important responsibility." (To be continued)