Chappe Qiu Qingyun came out of Wanxiang City and went downstairs. Car Baoga stopped beside Zhang Qingyun, and a head stretched out from the car, Fang Xiaonan.

Zhang Qingyun nodded lightly and said hello. Fang Xiaonan said, "It is my honor to meet Secretary Zhang today. I will visit Sangzhang another day and apologize to you!"

"Miss Fang is so serious. Everyone knows that you are the God of Wealth in Wuling. You have the ability to turn stones into gold. If you have the opportunity to go to Sang Zhang, I will definitely cooperate with your work!" Zhang Qingyun said with a smile, and he felt that he was a little fake.

The other woman, Xiaonan, had an instinctive fear. She was likely to be the key figure in the interests of all parties. Such a person is the most dangerous, but it is also very tempting. Since Zhang Qingyun had a certain plan in his heart, of course he would deliberately distance himself.

Fang Xiaonan smiled charmingly, and saw that Zhang Qingyun's eyes were a little fluttering, and she seemed to have not noticed herself. She felt a little disappointed and said, "Mr. Qiu and I are old friends, otherwise she would not have taken this opportunity to introduce me and you."

Zhang Qingyun's face changed and she cursed a weirdo in her heart. Fang Xiaonan's words sounded like she said she had no malice towards Zhang Qingyun. In fact, she was very vicious with her intentions. Qiu Xin wanted to win over him today, but she deliberately called a so-called friend. It seemed casual, but in fact she had a witness.

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Fang Xiaonan said this sentence in fact, which made his scheming reveal his own scheming, just like a three-point girl who was torn off her pants and the art instantly turned into vulgarity.

"Thank you! Today's dinner is very good. Mr. Qiu can invite you. This means that my Sang Zhang exhibition has seen hope.

Whoever the God of Wealth Bodhisattva favors will be wealth and luck. When encountering such a good omen, my confidence will be doubled!" Zhang Qingyun said, saying he was very happy, but his face had no intention of being happy. The light words made it difficult to judge whether his confidence had really increased.

The gloom between Fang Xiaonan's eyebrows flashed, and Zhang Qingyun was much deeper than she imagined. The sarcasm of his words was very obvious, and there was a vague sense of warning. Everyone in Wuling wanted to get a little relationship with him, except Zhang Qingyun?

She knew that Zhang Qingyun was definitely not a tactic of trying to get. Fang Xiaonan encountered this situation first. She thought she was the God of Wealth, but she thought she was the God of Plague. This embarrassment can be imagined.

"Is that so? Just have confidence. We will meet again in the future. I hope you will still have confidence at that time!" Fang Xiaonan said in a sweet voice, his voice becoming a little cold, and the car drove away at lightning.

Zhang Qingyun took out a cigarette and lit it, got into his car, opened the window, and said to Geng Zhan: "Drive! Let's go back to the hotel first."

Fang Xiaonan was completely shocked today, and she had the intention of drinking poison to quench thirst. Zhang Qingyun wanted to take advantage of Fang Xiaonan's disgust with him and temporarily stop the people above from watching Sangcui, because now everyone's eyes are focused on adding new highlights to Wuling's tourism industry, and the main interests are concentrated on that area. Zhang Qingyun angered Fang Xiaonan at this time, and the popularity of opening Sanghui's tourism routes will definitely cool down.

In this way, Zhang Qingyun can take the opportunity to stabilize the inside of Sang Zhang and retract his fist first. When the problems existing in Sang Cui themselves are solved, the outside environment should gradually become clear. Then wait for the opportunity to move, which is a perfect solution.

However, Zhang Qingyun also knew that Fang Xiaonan was a snake. If he offended this woman, he would have to be more careful in the future.

Rongcheng, He Kun’s mansion, He Jun respectfully helped his father grind in the study. He Kun likes to write and writes a few strokes every day. This habit has been maintained for decades.

After grinding the ink, He Kun elegantly spread the snow-white strips of rice paper on the table, spread them flat and pressed them, and then held his breath and concentrated. After a long time, he opened his eyes and suddenly a different kind of magic appeared in his eyes. He picked up the pen and looked at the ink, and his movements were decisive and chic. He started to write elegantly, and in a moment, four words appeared on the paper, "The sea embraced all the time."

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After writing the four words, He Kun did not put down the pen in his hand. His bright eyes were still staring at the words and looking at them. It seemed that he was really immersed in the artistic conception of these four words. His head was spinning slightly like an old pedan, his eyes gradually softened, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

After a long time, he slowly placed the pen in his hand on the pen holder, reached out to take the towel from He Jun's hand and wiped it, and then handed it back.

"Dad, I haven't read you to write for a few months, and your calligraphy seems to have improved a lot." He Jundao.

"Yeah!" He Jun nodded, the Shen Yun just now disappeared at all. He returned to the somewhat dull expression he used to be.

"You take this word back and hang it in the bedroom?" He Kun said, his mouth a little confused, as if he was a little tired.

He Jun's face was happy and said, "Dad, you haven't signed the signature yet, what about printing it?"

"Huh?" He Kun raised his eyes and said in a slight silence: "That's it! If the signature is printed, you won't deserve it anymore

He Jun's face changed. He stretched out his hand and quickly shrank back, lowering his eyebrows and gladly looking. He didn't dare to breathe in his breath, but he only dared to stand blankly.

"Dad, Wuling" Wuling I have visited Uncle Wang recently, and he said hello to you!" He Jun said softly and honestly explained

"Take the words back!" He Kun rolled his eyes and his tone was not heavy, but it was shocking to He Jun's ears. He hurried forward and gently rolled the rice paper, tied it, but the person did not leave.

"Bang!" He Kun threw the teapot in his hand and smashed it to pieces, as if he was playing a game. He was obviously angry, but his expression on his face had not changed, and he was still dull and dull.

"People who think they are smart will die on their intelligence! Those who cannot keep their duties must stand aside!" He Kun said.

He Jun tightened all over. He understood his father's words. He had mastered all his actions in Wuling and did not agree with them. As for the inability to keep his duties, of course, it means that he was close to Wang Ding, not an official. But it influenced the official. Isn't this not doing his duty?

According to He Jun's rules, Wuling is now ushering in a new round of exhibition opportunities, and there will be a large number of new projects to be launched. The most likely one is to make a sharp seal around General Sang Zhanghuang's former residence.

Every new project is launched, which means interests. He and Wang Ding have made early arrangements, and it seems to be heading towards Zhang Qingyun on the surface. The deeper meaning is that they are optimistic about the prospects of Sang Zhao in the next few years and want to make profits from it. In recent years, the country's policies on old revolutionary areas have been significantly tilted, and Wuling itself has also developed an exhibition plan. "All signs indicate that Sang Zhang has a chance.

However, He Kun's words were printed. He Jun may not know that Zhang Qingyun had temporarily cut off this point of interest and deliberately planned to offend Wuling's leading figures. With Zhu Ziheng's interference, the situation in Wuling will soon become confusing.

Without the advantage factor, the emperor is far away. Who else can watch? Zhang Qingyun closed the door and beat the dog, first cleaned up the chess pieces that He Jun had so hard to find, and then turned around and focused on me, and started his fishing tactics.

By the time He Jun realized the new value of Sangcui, things had changed. And others had already taken the lead. How many opportunities could he have?

"Go out!" He Kun said.

He Jun looked at him deeply, opened his mouth, wanted to speak but stopped. He was about to turn around and leave, and He Kun said, "Next time to go to Wuling. I will help me bring him some good things when I see Qingyun."

He Jun's body trembled and responded. He Kun narrowed his eyes, his brows frowned, and he felt that his son was too incompetent. How could he just listen to the wind and rain when it comes to the matter between the Zhao family and Zhang Qingyun? Once he married Zhao Jiayao, can he see clearly the future development direction?

He Jun has always been resourceful, but because a woman has lost her mind, she has to deal with Zhang Qingyun, so she has to be roundabout and obscure and pretend to be someone else's hand. With this in mind, He Kun's eyes flashed, and after a long time, the divine light gradually dissipated.

A little Zhang Qingyun didn't make him think about it, so it would be too much of a loss to offend Huang Lao Monster,

Zhang Qingyun sneezed in the Wuling Hotel at this time, but he didn't know that he was thinking about it by He Kun, and he thought that it was Geng Shuang who was thinking about it and quickly called Geng Shuang.

It was a long night and it was hard to sleep. Both of them were in high spirits and chatted happily.

Zhang Qingyun gradually relaxed, and finally fell asleep while chatting.

Early the next morning, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes and found that it was already past 8 o'clock. He quickly got up to put on his clothes and finished his coughing. He was about to go out, but someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Zhang Qingyun said, turning his back to the door and dressed, saying, "Biaozi, hurry up and pack up, let's go back quickly after we have dinner

"What's wrong? Qingyun. Are you in a hurry to go back? I still want to talk to you!"

Zhang Qingyun paused and turned around and saw Wang Ping standing at the door with a smile. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sincere, sin! It was the Secretary-General who came, I blamed me for being careless." Then, he quickly walked towards the door, preparing to call Geng Zhan. Wang Ping hurriedly said,

"Don't blame the people below, I deliberately didn't let them inform you!"

Then he said, "Since you haven't eaten breakfast, that's right, I haven't eaten either! Let's go together, Huangji rice noodles. This is not available in Yongping!"

"Okay! Then I'm disrespectful!" Zhang Qingyun said loudly, but was secretly thinking about Wang Ping's intention to come to see him at this time.

The two went out. Geng Zhan came up, and Zhang Qingyun waved his hand and said, "You just stay in the hotel! Secretary-General Wang and I will go out for a walk. We will go back to Sangzhao in the afternoon."

Geng Zhan opened his mouth and wanted to speak. Zhang Qingyun and Wang Ping entered the elevator early.

Huangji rice noodle originates from Wuling. The ingredients are very particular. Only in Wuling can you eat authentic tastes. Wuling Huangji rice noodle shop is not far from the municipal government. It has a luxurious decoration and looks like a Western restaurant from a distance.

The third floor private room, facing the street, Wang Ping and Zhang Qingyun sat opposite each other, and from here you can clearly see the very distinctive mornings of Wuling. Unlike other cities, there are very few people in Wuling who are rushing to work. There are all business cars and tourist buses on the street. All the passengers from all over the world wearing travel hats were noisy, chattering, pointing and making a lively and noisy scene.
Chapter completed!