"Cough! Cough!" Two coughs came from the upper floor. Then Wu Dezhi's voice sounded: "Old woman, are you here? Who?"

"No...no...no...no!" Wang Caiyun said hurriedly, "Dezhi, you should have more rest if you catch a cold. You won't disturb you just now!"

"Hello County Magistrate Wu!" Zhang Qingyun said respectfully, holding a gift bag in his hand, looking a little awkward. Wang Caiyun glanced at him and thought to himself, why is this kid so ignorant of advancing and retreating? Isn't this annoying?

Wu Dezhi took off his clothes while going downstairs, glanced down sleepily, and saw Zhang Qingyun, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled rare:

"Qingyun? Oh! Sit! Sit! Old woman, go and take my windbreaker from the closet, and my body is a little cold!"

Zhang Qingyun had no choice but to sit down. Wu Deyi looked at the table, frowned, and said to Wang Caiyun and the fat woman: "What are you doing? The guests didn't even have a cup of tea when they came. Axia, come over and go to my study to get tea."

Wang Caiyun and the fat woman were stunned. After a glance, they both saw surprise in each other's eyes. Zhang Qingyun was not sure why Wu Dezhi wanted to take the tea in the study, but Wang Caiyun was different from the fat woman. Wu Dezhi loved tea as his life. Every time he found good tea, he hid it in the study, and Wu Zhiqiang would not even think of getting a piece of the pie.

Among the guests from the Wu family, in Yongping, except for Liu Wanhe and several other members of the Standing Committee, he had never seen anyone who could drink Wu Dezhi's study tea. Which kind of immortal is this young man? The old man was so enthusiastic.

Tea is the best handmade rain tea in Wuguishan. It is warm and refreshing in the mouth, and the mouth is salivating. Zhang Qingyun took a sip and couldn't help but praise: "Mr. Wu, your tea is so good!"

Wu Dezhi smiled and nodded. He was worried about the sales of citrus in several townships in the south recently. Of course he knew what Zhang Qingyun did. He also saw that this kid had many ideas. At this time, he was using people and he came to the door again. Of course, Wu Dezhi should be more polite.

What's more, with Li Gang's intervention, Yongping's political situation gradually became a triangular force, and Wu Dezhi was not superior. Zhang Qingyun was the core figure of Li Gang's series. Huang Songshan used him as a chess piece several times to play balance. Such a character may be used at any time, and he couldn't help but ignore it.

"Qingyun! Come on. Why are you bringing some gifts? It's vulgar, it's vulgar!" The way of martial virtue.

Zhang Qingyun smiled embarrassedly and said, "This is not a gift, it's just a little thing on the mountain. You can replenish your body with a ginseng. This...and it's a little yellow deer meat."

"Oh? Yellow deer meat?" Wu Dezhi raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect you to be so good at this, come, let me see?" He opened the gift bag, took out a yellow deer meat from the inside, and said to the fat woman with great interest:

"Axia! Come on, take a nap and buy some delicious dishes outside. I will have two cups of Qingyun and I will have a drink later."

"County Magistrate Wu, this..." Zhang Qingyun was shocked.

Wu Dezhi waved his hand and said, "Qingyun, you are not allowed to refuse! You must obey the organization's decision, that's it." Zhang Qingyun quickly kept silent. At this time, Wang Caiyun came over with his clothes and helped Wu Dezhi put it on his body. Wu Dezhi introduced Wang Caiyun to Zhang Qingyun.

"Hello Aunt Wang!" Zhang Qingyun stood up and said respectfully.

"Uh... OK!" Wang Caiyun's face was a little unnatural. Judging from this attitude, the old man obviously treated him as a distinguished guest. He had no idea about it before and even criticized him. This kid was not the nephew of someone above, right? When she thought of this, she seemed even more at a loss.

"Where has Zhiqiang gone? Call him over. When the guests come, don't sleep in the room." Wu Dezhi said majesticly, "Qingyun, come on, the food is almost on the verge of fire, let's go to the study to sit."

Then he said to Wang Caiyun again: "Call Zhiqiang to come to the study room immediately!"

Following Wu Dezhi to the study, Zhang Qingyun was a little overwhelmed. Wu Dezhi's personality has always been cold, but now he suddenly became enthusiastic, which made him feel uncomfortable. Let's see if the county magistrate has any instructions for him!

Wu Dezhi's study is a bit simple, but it has a lot of books. It looks like it is not the kind of storefront. The small *ping Wenxuan on the table also has eye-catching bookmarks, and there is a very old-fashioned notebook next to it. The cover is mottled, and the paper in the lower right corner has also been rolled up. I think Wu Dezhi often checks it.

After the host and the guest and the host sat down, the two chatted for a few words, and Wu Dezhi said: "Qingyun, now the organization sent you to catch Yuequan's business, have you felt the pressure?"

Zhang Qingyun deliberately said with some restraint: "Of course, Yuequan Town is one of the three towns in Yongping. Everyone is watching us. It is not easy to build the economic development of Yuequan Town!"

Wu Dezhi nodded with satisfaction and looked at Zhang Qingyun deeply. He was not unfamiliar with Zhang Qingyun. He worked in the same yard for a year and had a lot of dealings.

What he admired the young man the most was his calmness. Every word and action, every move, gave people a sense of reassurance. Zhang Qingyun had a good grasp of the county's financial and tax reform, the coordination and dispatch of the county's party committee, and the degree and distance between him and his leaders.

When Wu Dezhi thought of this, he felt a little unbalanced. His precious son could not be compared with others. He only knew that he could make money, bully people, and play with women because of the power of the Wu family in Yongping.

In recent years, Wu Zhiqiang was in Qinghe Town. Wu Dezhi was worried about him, and the policies were tilted and tilted, so he barely gave himself some face. But now the wolf is coming, and the problem of unsalable oranges is highlighted. Qinghe is also a big town that produces oranges. Wu Zhiqiang is in a dark spot for economic control. How can he overcome the difficulties?

"Dad! I'm here." When Cao Cao thought of Cao Cao, Wu Zhiqiang pushed open the door and said respectfully, but he didn't look at Zhang Qingyun.

"Hello, Mayor Wu!" Zhang Qingyun stood up and smiled. Wu Zhiqiang was rude. His etiquette was indispensable, otherwise it would be bad if he left behind any slightest thing.

"Don't you know that a guest is coming at home?" Wu Dezhi's face turned cold. "I just knew to sleep. When did I come back last night?"

Wu Zhiqiang was stunned. He didn't expect that the old man would rush to him as soon as he entered the door. He felt a little unable to withstand because there was an outsider. Moreover, this outsider was his mortal enemy Zhang Qingyun.

"What's wrong? Why are you still standing stupidly? Don't you know how to say hello to Qingyun?" Wu Dezhi snorted coldly, his eyes were about to spit out of fire. His son was too unscrupulous. He still wanted to talk to me in the face of his appearance!

Wu Zhiqiang felt cold and knew that the old man was really angry. He swallowed it again as soon as he reached his mouth. He walked to Zhang Qingyun unnaturally, laughing even worse than crying: "Hello Zhang...Hello!"

Zhang Qingyun shook hands with him, which helped him get rid of the embarrassment.

Wu Dezhi snorted, but stopped caring about it, and instead called Zhang Qingyun for tea.

As I drank, the main topic came. Wu Dezhi asked Zhang Qingyun how to solve the problem of unsalable oranges in Yuequan Town.

Zhang Qingyun was prepared for this, so he had already made a draft at home. After Wudezhi asked, he said a lot of things. He said it was really feasible. However, when cats teach tigers, Zhang Qingyun would certainly not say the ability to climb trees. As for improving varieties and developing markets to the north, he didn't even mention them.

Wu Dezhi frowned. He was a good master in economics. He must have thought that some of the things Zhang Qingyun mentioned could indeed be implemented. However, these measures were not enough to completely solve the problem of large-scale unsalable sales of Yongping Oranges.

After Zhang Qingyun finished speaking, he saw that Wu Dezhi didn't say anything, but he didn't say anything, but just waited for the leader to ask for advice respectfully.

"By the way, I heard that Bian Huihuang is preparing to expand the scale of deep processing of oranges. This is a good thing! We can develop more companies like this! We should give more encouragement to these responsible companies. I suggest that Bian Huihuang's company be designated as a county-level leading enterprise, Qingyun, what do you think?" Wu Dezhi suddenly spoke.

Zhang Qingyun's expression moved and instantly understood what Wu Dezhi meant. His meaning was not to let Bian Huihuang stick to Yuequan, but to send oranges from the whole county to him, giving Bian Huihuang each town a target, which meant to get a share of Yuequan.

"This is a good thing. I personally express my support! I believe Mr. Bian will be very happy to hear this news!" Zhang Qingyun agreed with pleasure. Since Wu Dezhi spoke, he couldn't help but refuse to agree. Moreover, he planned the Jiegao canning factory as a county-level leading enterprise. Although Yuequan's orange sales may be divided by others, it is very beneficial to the company's own development. Now Bian Huihuang's factory and Zhang Qingyun are also one of the shareholders.

"Qingyun, okay! The organization did not see the wrong person, you should take the overall situation into consideration. This way! You produce the most oranges per month, and the county can tilt more funds. Is 20,000 yuan enough?" Wu Dezhi laughed. Of course, he was very happy that Zhang Qingyun could make such a move. So he spoke.

Zhang Qingyun quickly stood up and thanked him, but sneered in his heart. In addition to the millions of citrus culture festivals, there should be more than 70,000 yuan. According to the proportion, monthly totals should be divided into 30,000 yuan, and Wudezhi gave him 20,000 yuan and even sold personal favors. He is really a cunning person.

However, no matter how dissatisfied Zhang Qingyun was, he could only endure it. If he could get 20,000, it would be 20,000, but other townships might only be hundreds of thousands? Most of these 70,000 have to be invested in Qinghe. Of course, the excuses are diverse. Wude is very skilled in playing these things.

Seeing Zhang Qingyun cooperated so much, Wu Dezhi felt a little embarrassed. He was increasingly unable to see through this young man. If it were other cadres who made arrangements, they would have argued long ago. Although he had the means to deal with it, he would have to spend some time.
Chapter completed!