As the opening ceremony of the Citrus Culture Festival becomes closer and closer, Zhang Qingyun's work is getting busier and busier. In addition to various preparations, another one is to receive inspections from leaders.

The county standing committee basically has people running here every day, and the city’s deputy mayor Gao also came to inspect. Zhang Qingyun was so busy that he was busy. Now the whole town is revolving around the Citrus Festival all month.

"Secretary Zhang, Secretary Zhang! Secretary Huang wants you to go there immediately!" In the evening, Zhang Qingyun had just returned to his room and was about to take a break when Zhou Chuanfang's voice came from outside the door.

"Ah? Secretary Huang came to Yuequan so late? Where is it?" Zhang Qingyun opened the door and said while buckled his clothes.

"Just in the town office!" Zhang Qingyun sighed, cleaned up briefly, and quickly went downstairs.

As soon as he entered the office door, Zhang Qingyun saw Huang Songshan sitting on a chair in the middle. There was another person sitting next to him. He was over 40 years old, his waist was straight, and his eyebrows were very imposing. The key was that his eyes were very vivid.

"Hello Secretary Huang!"

Huang Songshan smiled at him and waved to him, "Come on, come on. Let me introduce it. This is Mr. Wang Feng, a reporter from Jiangnan TV. Mr. Wang, and this is Zhang Qingyun, secretary of the Party Committee of Yuequan. He is young and promising! He is the youngest Party Secretary in our Yongping."

Zhang Qingyun smiled at Wang Feng in a friendly manner, and was about to reach out to hold the other person with a hand, but met the other person's eagle-like eyes. Zhang Qingyun's heart thumped, feeling a sudden pressure, and couldn't breathe. He frowned. This person didn't look like a reporter.

"Qingyun! Mr. Wang will leave it to you and receive it to arrange it! You will take him around these days, take a walk around and learn about the situation!" Huang Songshan did not notice Zhang Qingyun's strangeness, took a sip of tea, and said casually.

Zhang Qingyun bit his lower lip and nodded. He felt a little hyped in his heart. Jiangnan TV is a provincial station and is very famous in the country. It is understandable that Huang Songshan attaches so much importance to it. But Wang Feng doesn’t look like a reporter no matter how he looks. Could it be that there is any inside story?

The secretary came, and Zhang Qingyun was not allowed to mutter in his heart. Next, he would inevitably report to Huang Songshan on the current work progress. All aspects are progressing smoothly, and Huang Songshan is also quite satisfied. In addition, there are outsiders present, so he avoided the excuse. After drinking tea, he went back to Yongping first.

"Director Zhou! Go to Hongxing Hotel to open a suite immediately and arrange for reporter Wang to check in." Zhang Qingyun called Zhou Chuanfang and said. The man was unknown, so Zhang Qingyun was about to stay away from him.

"Don't! Secretary Xiao Zhang, don't be special. Our reporters don't pay so much attention. Just arrange a house for me." Wang Feng said before Zhou Chuanfang spoke.

Zhang Qingyun frowned and looked sideways. He saw that Wang Feng’s jacket was vaguely seen from close range. Although there was no 1ogo, Zhang Qingyun had seen this Armani in his previous life. Now that the 2O century has just passed, this should still be a new model.

For a moment, he became even more suspicious. Jiangnan TV reporters said that although their social status is not low, a jacket worth tens of thousands of yuan should be too luxurious. Moreover, the reporter's influence on wearing such a high-end brand is not good, so Wang Feng is definitely a fake.

What does this person mean by Lai Yuequan? With his identity, he can come here openly. Can he use disguise and borrow a reporter's skin? For a moment, Zhang Qingyun couldn't touch his head.

"So that's it! Let's arrange for Mr. Wang to live in the room that already Secretary Jin!" Zhang Qingyun ordered, turned his head and smiled at Wang Feng, "It's next to my room." Since he couldn't hide, Zhang Qingyun simply pulled closer to see what kind of play this guy wanted to sing.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Zhang Qingyun got up and went to work hard. He didn't go back to the room until noon, but saw Wang Feng sitting on the sand in his room reading newspapers.

"Xiao Zhang! Secretary Huang asked you to take me around, but you ran around and left me at home. Could it be that you were afraid that the media would expose it?" Wang Feng put down the newspaper and said lightly.

Zhang Qingyun smiled indifferently and said, "What we are doing is eye-catching economy, and what we are afraid of is that you will not expose it. However, the Citrus Festival is still being prepared and the good show has not been staged, so you can rest for a few days. Besides, your colleagues have not come yet? There is no photography equipment, so how do you expose it?"

Wang Feng laughed and looked at Zhang Qingyun with his eyes squinted. His eyes were very focused, and the expression on his face was a little playful. Zhang Qingyun felt a little irritated when he saw his unpredictable and profound appearance. Now that things are busy, he has no time to practice Tai Chi with this guy. He took a sip of tea and said straight to the point:

"To be honest, what exactly did Lai Yuequan do? Don't say you are a reporter, I don't believe it if you say it! Tell me directly, I will help you if you can. If you can't help, don't delay your efforts."

Wang Feng was stunned, then laughed loudly, and after a long time, he said happily: "I didn't expect that you are not old and your eyes are so vicious that you didn't doubt it. You can actually see the flaw! Something that happened to me, tell me?"

Zhang Qingyun glanced at him and thought that he had indeed made a mistake. He was a reporter from Xibei. It was rare that he was exposed. He looked indifferent and could be regarded as a character. So he said, "You don't have a look like your eyes, it's too pissing. Also, reporters can't wear this Armani and wander around!"

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Qingyun deeply. His expression was a little strange on his face. Obviously, Zhang Qingyun's words were at the top. The young man had a little eyes. After pondering for a while, he suddenly said: "Actually, you are only half guessing. I am a media person! This is my business card!" After that, he took out a lilac card from his pocket and handed it over. It was very exquisite.

Zhang Qingyun took it and took a polite look: "Jiangnan Media Group Wang Feng", did not write a position. Zhang Qingyun felt a little moved. Jiangnan Media? This is a big fish, and it can be regarded as a superior institution of Jiangnan Provincial TV station, but what does this have to do with Yuequan? He wants to make a movie in Orange Garden? Documentary? Invest? Or do something else?

"To be honest, I came to help the poor! I heard that there is a village in your town, which is very poor! Isn't it?" Wang Feng said.

Zhang Qingyun's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he immediately thought of Zhao Jiayao, because no one else thought of it except her. Did she take the woman to look at the common people? She was really concerned about it? Helping her find a poverty alleviation unit?

"What's wrong? Don't you believe me?" Wang Feng smiled.

"Let's go back and tell Mr. Zhao that she has troubled her. I would like to thank her on behalf of the villagers of United Village!" Zhang Qingyun said this very truthfully, and his view of Zhao Jiayao has changed a lot. It seems that this girl is not useless, and she still has compassion for the world.

Since someone has sent money, Zhang Qingyun has to let go of the big things for the time being. He led Wang Feng and the two to Lianhe Village. Wang Feng was also shocked. He sighed all the way and stated on the spot that he would turn around after returning home for 50,000 yuan. Zhang Qingyun was very excited and kept saying thank you.

On the way back, Zhang Qingyun glanced at Wang Feng in the passenger seat and said, "Mr. Wang, you should be a soldier!"

Wang Feng looked at Zhang Qingyun with great interest and said, "How did you see it?"

"Your eyes are very sharp, and soldiers usually have this kind of look." Zhang Qingyun said.

Wang Feng smiled happily, and the more satisfied he looked at Zhang Qingyun, he thought that Jia Yao's vision was indeed good. This young man had a future, but he just needed to make further progress!

Through a day of contact, he also got an understanding of Zhang Qingyun. The young man is very real and capable, and the key is his brain is flexible.

In fact, Wang Feng and Zhao Chuan have a close relationship. He didn't need to do this poverty alleviation by himself. He just saw Zhao Jiayao secretly saying that he wanted to do poverty alleviation. Her Zhao family has so many industries, why didn't he get money, but he was very concerned about looking for outsiders.

Wang Feng pointed indirectly, but Zhao Jiayao didn't show any words, and his expression was all weird. Wang Feng usually acted like Zhao Jiayao, and this girl was arrogant and cold, and she was not so curved. This time she suddenly felt a little abnormal. Wang Feng had to feel suspicious. Anyway, he was so bored in the provincial capital that he decided to come over and see where the weirdness was.

This time I met Zhang Qingyun. People would associate it with others, but he himself didn't expect that he would go to the sea. Of course, Zhang Qingyun was not so careful. Someone gave money to support Yuequan Construction. He was the happiest, and he didn't have the heart to think about whether Wang Feng was the god. The Zhao family was very powerful, so he was too lazy to think about it.

In the evening, Zhang Qingyun hosted a banquet for Wang Feng. Zhang Qingyun had an amazing alcohol tolerance. This time he learned his lesson and stopped drinking Wude Daqu and changed to Wuliangye. But unexpectedly, Wang Feng was not a fuel-efficient lamp. The two of them finally drank it in the end.

The two met each other when drinking and met each other, and they were very speculative in their conversations. Zhang Qingyun was knowledgeable and knew a little about the media industry. They chatted and spanked some things. Wang Feng's favorability towards him increased greatly, and the names of the two later changed. Wang Feng called Zhang Qingyun the younger brother Zhang, and Zhang Qingyun of course changed his words to Brother Wang, and the two became brothers like this.

This unexpected visit by Wang Feng was a rare relaxation in Zhang Qingyun's work, but he never expected that Wang Feng was actually a very difficult person. If he were on weekdays, he would definitely be able to feel it.

But during this period, he really had too many things in his mind and did not experience some details carefully, such as Wang Feng came to help poverty and openly, why did he get a reporter in one fell swoop? How could Huang Songshan know about an ordinary reporter coming to Yongping and send him to Yuequan in person?
Chapter completed!