Ren Zongheng held up his wine glass and said, "Old leader, I will toast you a glass of wine. However, before drinking this glass of wine, I have something to say."

After hearing Ren Zongheng's words, everyone put the cups together and looked at him to see what kind of shell Ren cannon was going to shoot out.

The old leader waved his hand and signaled Ren Zongheng to sit down and said. Ren Zongheng ignored it, raised his glass with both hands and said loudly: "You can't let them continue to torture. The overall work has just improved a little, and you have to drive back again? Half a month ago, I was so angry that I was going to do it? If you don't stand up, I'm afraid that they would be forced back to Laoshan again. I'm not afraid of others saying that I'm narrow-minded. I'm not asking for your glass of wine for others, so I'll just do it for me. Anyway, I won't go back to Laoshan anymore. If you don't care about me anymore, I'll carry a quilt to come to Meiyuan and stir up your every day."

Ren Zongheng ended with a joke, but no one laughed. Everyone looked at their noses, their noses, and their hearts, and they waited for the old leader's reply. Except for Xue Xiang, everyone here came to see the old leader's words. However, what kind of person are the big bosses, they always speak without revealing their words, and they are as simple as Ren Zongheng, and they are straightforward and straightforward.

The old leader smiled and said, "Okay, I'll raise my hands to agree with you when you move the plum garden. How lively the people are."

Now it was Ren Zongheng's turn to be exhausted. He moved to Meiyuan just now just to act like a scoundrel, but the old leader pretended to be confused with his understanding. Ren Zongheng had a stubborn temper and stood up straight, with his arms flat, holding a wine glass, but he just didn't put it down.

Everyone was waiting for advice, and the old leader said again: "You, you are so old, why are you still so frivolous? You can sit on the fishing boat with the storm!"

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After a meal of trembling food, Xue Xiang said goodbye first. The old leader did not try to keep him, but only warned him, "Don't go anywhere during this period, and study more at home."

Xue Xiang heard the second half of King Kong - he was confused and thought that the old leader was hiding his thoughts that the college entrance examination was about to recover. Later, he realized that the road of life had turned the boss's path because of this simple sentence.

Xue Xiang came out of the door and raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon. In the sky, the catkins that came when they came had turned into goose feathers and covered the sky. The snow on the ground was already very thick, and when I stepped on it, I had no shoes.

Xue Xiang walked forward a lot, and soon after, he stepped on the path beside the canal. Because the potential energy difference of the water flow was excellent, the canal did not freeze, and the water was gurgling and pouring down.

Xue Xiang was about to turn the path when he suddenly found that a person was sitting in the southwest of the canal with a fishing rod and fishing. The man was wearing a white raincoat and sat on the ridge of the farmland. The wind and snow of the sky had already wrapped the dozens of acres of wheat fields white. The man was hiding under the wheat fields. If he had not looked at them carefully, it would be difficult to find them no matter what. Of course, Xue Xiang did not look at Fang Jue carefully, but the man actually shouted, "Brother Xue, are you here too? Is it really a place to meet in life!"

Xue Xiangxun looked at the fisherman, who was not Jiang Chaotian? Xue Xiang walked closer and found that Jiang Chaotian was holding a diabolic pole, not even a fishing line, let alone a fishing hook.

These thirteen pretended to be too amazing. They ruined two allusions in one breath and ruined the "fishing alone in the snow in the cold river", and even Taigong Jiang, the old man who had been dead for more than a thousand years, did not let go. Xue Xiang looked at Jiang Chaotian, who had already become a green-white face, now his face was white, and he was trembling like a chicken in the wind and snow. He was very happy, but he said, "Young Master Jiang is so elegant. Brothers admire him, admire him!"

"I have nothing to do, I remember the ancients. Dongshi is imitating me. Brother Xue, don't laugh at me." Jiang Chaotian stood up, tightened his raincoat again, and ended his words with trembling. He did not remember the ancients, but Xue Xiang guessed it. He was pretending to be thirteen here.

Jiang Chaotian was indeed deliberately waiting for Xue Xiang here.

It turned out that when Xue Xiang stepped into the gate of the tiled house, he was seen by Jiang Chaotian who was wandering to the bamboo forest. He suddenly saw Xue Xiang, Jiang Chaotian was full of surprise. He was about to call him, but he remembered that this place was no better than other places, and he swallowed it when he said that it was not as good as that of a person.

When Xue Xiang had dinner there, Jiang Chaotian also had dinner there. His deskmates were all young heroes, and they were carefully selected by the big guys to greet the old leader. The big guys may not have the idea of ​​letting their children show their faces in front of the old leader.

Among them, there were many people with family backgrounds that surpassed Jiang Chaotian, but Jiang Chaotian had no conversation with everyone. He responded a few words, snatched a few bites of rice, threw down the bowl, and ran to the canal path that must be passed, waiting for Xue Xiang. In his opinion, those slick young men were just good things. Although the city was big, the only one who could "confide" with him was this son of the Po family who he could not like.

In theory, Jiang Chaotian just waited, and there was no need to take a broken bamboo pole in the cold weather and put thirteen on the water. But Mr. Jiang just didn't want Xue Xiang to know that he was waiting here deliberately. Wouldn't he be demoted to himself? However, there were no pavilions and stone benches for traveling and sitting idle. In desperation, Mr. Jiang had to fold a bamboo pole, huddled in a corner of the wheat field to fish, and act leisurely, waiting for Xue Xiang to arrive quietly.

Jiang Chaotian thought that Xue Xiang had a meal with the big guys at the same table. Although he was glorious, he must be reserved. He came here like himself. After eating in a few bites, he would not wait too long even if he waited. However, Xue Xiang was indeed very reserved as he expected, but there were still unrestrained people on the table.

After Ren Zongheng sat down, he started to find someone to fight for wine, but everyone was a simple person, and no one accompanied him to drink and swallow him. In the end, the task of accompanying wine naturally fell on Xue Xiang, the younger generation. When the two of them clinked glasses, they were considered to meet close friends. Xue Xiang had been practicing martial arts for many years and had a strong spirit. In addition, he had been drinking with Gu Changdao since childhood and had a great alcohol tolerance. He was not inferior to Ren Zongheng, who was addicted to alcohol. Therefore, he ate a meal for nearly two hours before he finally got off the table with Ren Zongheng.

At first, Young Master Jiang finished the meal and the snow scene in the garden was pleasant. He was really comfortable when he put on the water. But Xue Xiang was not there for a long time, and the wind and snow were getting heavier, and the heat in Young Master Jiang's body was quickly lost. Now he pretended to be stupid. Young Master Jiang was cursing Xue Xiang in his heart, so he stood up to look for the warmth of the ground, but Xue Xiang shook his head and appeared. Young Master Jiang had to quietly return to his original position and fish with a happy and complacent look. He originally hoped that Xue Xiang would discover himself first, but in the end, he had to take the initiative to greet him.

"Brother Xue is lucky. Qianlong is about to leave the abyss. You guy is attached to the tail. This is going to fly thousands of miles, but I am envious of me." Jiang Chaotian shook off the raincoat on his shoulders, and he was not dead at this moment. He rubbed his little face with his hands. After rubbing for a while, a trace of blood appeared on the green white face.

"Mr. Jiang is joking. It seems that every time you meet, you will report good news to me first, and then discuss something. Let me listen carefully. This time I have time, so you can tell me slowly. We don't have to hurry." Xue Xiang found out Jiang Chaotian's path. At this moment, when he saw Jiang Chaotian fishing alone in the Hanjiang River, his face was covered in black and funny, and he couldn't help but make a joke.

"What do you think of the report half a month ago?" Jiang Chaotian ignored Xue Xiang's joke and expressed his feelings directly.

"I am an unknown young man. What's the point of thinking? What's the point? Young Master Jiang moved around and moved, and the wind and waves were surging, and he still sat firmly on the fishing platform. He used to go out to sea on the same boat, but now he went his separate ways. When the sky was dawn, I was so impressed." Xue Xiangyu had a pun, meaning it was.

Jiang Chaotian smiled bitterly and did not answer. After a long time, he sighed: "It's time, it's life, for nothing, I won't say these words of despair."

Xue Xiang said: "I didn't feel discouraged. I've been in chaos for a long time and someone will come to clean up."

"I've pushed myself to others. I forgot that Brother Xue is now proud of the spring breeze, so how could he be as heart-warming as me?" The north wind blew, pulling Jiang Chaotian's slender hair a little messy, and his thin body was somewhat dizzy in the wind. It seemed that the situation had turned upside down and it had a great blow to him.

Before Xue Xiang could answer, Jiang Chaotian suddenly waved his hand and pointed: "The country is like a painting, has Brother Xue ever thought of bending his waist?"

"It's Mr. Jiang, you are thinking about bowing your back?" Xue Xiang asked without answering.

Jiang Chaotian brushed the messy hair in front of his forehead, took out a yellow-shelled ID from his pocket, spread it in front of Xue Xiang, and said, "How old am I to be, I am a fool, the stupid bird flies first, take the lead, and wait for you in front." After that, he turned around.

Xue Xiang knew that Jiang Chaotian had handed over the certificate engraved with "Secretary Office 2 of the Third Bureau of the General Office of the CPC Central Committee" and was issuing a letter of war, but how could he be afraid of fighting?

The west wind became tighter and flew away. The two of them ran against each other and disappeared in a moment in the wind and snow.
Chapter completed!