Throwing the document bag on the table, the middle-aged official with a big belly, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, deftly opened his collar, picked up the water glass in front of him, and took a big gulp.
"Hmm! Oh! What a good tea!" The middle-aged official was amazed by the sweet aroma in his mouth, which also made several other middle-aged and elderly people around the table breathe a sigh of relief.
"Sir! Good tea needs to be judged by an expert." A middle-aged man smiled and poured another cup of tea for the fat official. His flattery made a sound: "Give us these again
The common man has a good eye, I will buy more later."
How can a fat official know what good tea is? He just drank too much bad tea, and after drinking the good tea once, he knew that the tea was good by comparison.
So he drank the tea in one gulp, then glanced at the man next to him, and said: "The tea is indeed good tea, but I can't tell where the good tea is. I'm a vulgar person, and I'm just playing with elegance."
Come."
Hearing what the fat official said, the middle-aged man accompanying him knew that he was flattering the wrong place, and quickly apologized: "This tea is a camellia from the southern part of the Holy Demon District. The quality is quite good. I will send it to you later."
In my house, good tea must be paired with a talented person like you!"
When he heard about the mountain tea in the southern part of the Holy Demon District, the fat official's face twitched involuntarily. He knew that this tea was definitely good, and the price was astronomical.
"I don't dare, I don't dare!" He waved his hands quickly and refused, saying, "If I collect a box of these things, I'll probably be stripped of my skin... Maybe I won't even be able to save my head."
"You are joking! You are joking!" The old man in rich clothes on the other side smiled and pressed his hand on the back of the fat official's hand, and said to comfort: "We are friends, if you don't tell us, who will?
Do you know?"
"We are all friends, we are friends!" The middle-aged man quickly leaned over to help the fat official fill the tea cup in front of him, with a flattering look on his face: "We are all friends forever! Friends!"
The fat official also knew in his heart that the people sitting here were all wealthy people. The tea that was out of reach for him was just a drop in the bucket for these people.
The reason why he is able to sit here is entirely because of his official title as the director of the Railway Urban Construction Bureau, not because of his wealth, although he is not poor, but he is by no means wealthy.
He had done a small favor to these people before, and they also treated him to a big meal. The two parties became familiar with each other, and they often went out to eat together in twos and threes.
Being an official for thousands of miles is just for money. Anyone who holds some power in his hands cannot completely ignore his own interests. There are many people who are not corrupt, but those who are as clear as water and as bright as a mirror are rare.
When you are an official, you cultivate some connections to pave the way for building bridges and a certain future for yourself or your descendants. Many people have this kind of selfishness, so when you are an official, you only use personal connections, and everyone turns a blind eye.
They all understood it tacitly.
He didn't expect that these people would invite him to such a high-end place today, and their posture made the fat official a little nervous.
"I heard... that the special line for magnetic levitation... has been approved?" The old man sitting next to the fat official got straight to the point and said, "We won't play those empty games with you anymore. Everyone wants a share of the pie, but I don't know what brothers can do.
Can’t you give us a convenience?”
"You are really well-informed." The fat official took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the old man, and said, "The approval issued this morning covers 1,900 kilometers, all of which are the latest technology..."
At this point, he paused and continued: "You can't stand this kind of high-tech railway project... I'm just giving it to you, and you will be exposed in three days."
"We don't want this railway, we want a train station..." The middle-aged man on the side rubbed his palms excitedly and said with a smile on his face.
"He has a big appetite." The fat official glanced at the middle-aged man, then looked at the old man next to him, and said: "Whoever builds the train station will build it... Naturally, there is the most oil and water, so many pairs of eyes are staring at this area.
Well, I am alone..."
"Five million gold coins!" The old man stretched out his hand and made a five: "As long as you show your noble hand, I will find a way to legally make you earn so much money."
"The Imperial Anti-Corruption Agency is no joke, not to mention the Special Mission Department of His Majesty the Emperor's Royal Guards... Maybe we will all lose our heads!" The fat official looked around nervously.
He lowered his voice and said.
The old man also lowered his voice and promised: "Find a reliable cousin, or your wife, son...anyone, and open a company... whether it's selling screws or kettles, I'll take 10 million
The goods...are guaranteed to be unknown to gods and ghosts, and are well documented!"
"This..." The fat official was moved, but he hesitated and did not dare to nod. He knew that this maglev high-speed train of more than 1,900 kilometers has at least 5 stations and supporting facilities.
As long as he nods, these people can take on this project. Five stations, a project worth at least 2 billion gold coins, and the profit of these people is more than 30 million.
This project was applied for by the Southern Region, and the project is given to anyone. The bidding process is just a formality. However, the 5 million benefit is really his alone.
Thinking of this, the fat official was still shaken. He looked at the old man and said: "I can talk to you about the bidding requirements I have drawn up... But you can't cut corners after winning the contract!"
"What you are saying is that what we want is engineering work and making money by cutting corners. Doesn't that mean our lives are long?" When the old man saw that he had succeeded, the smile on his face turned the wrinkles into a flower.
He gave up his seat and sat in the empty seat next to him. The middle-aged man left his seat, came to the door of the box, opened the door, and waved to the outside.
Then, one by one, beautiful women poured into the room with smiles. They were chatting and laughing, and the two beautiful women sat directly next to the fat official. The fat official was so frightened that he took out his handkerchief and prepared to wipe it.
sweat.
"Hey...why are you nervous?" One girl took out her silk handkerchief and helped the fat official wipe his sweat. The other girl coquettishly pressed her hand on the fat official's fat leg.
The middle-aged man gave the old man a winking look, and the old man gave the other man a warning look not to be careless. The two of them sat down in their respective seats tacitly, hugged the girls with scantily clad clothes, and started the conversation.
A unique carnival.
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