As an expert leader with avant-garde thought, Che Xiaowei prefers the simple layout of the room, and the windows inside the room are bright and clean. If you look at it, people will feel comfortable and comfortable in their hearts.

But Yan Yuan's study is decorated with an ancient flavor. Even if it is as small as a teacup, it is particularly particular. The chairs, desks, and bookcases are even more meticulously crafted. What is most unbearable is that the lights in the study are orange and look particularly dark.

Of course, it would be awkward to use fluorescent lights to look at such an ancient study room, but Che Xiaowei naturally doesn't like this half-covered feeling, and thinks that Yan Yuan's so many mysterious things seemed to be a personality cult, and he was thinking about retro.

But no matter how unhappy he felt in his heart, when he entered the door, he had a humble smile on his face and said, "The secretary is too diligent. He is busy with everything during the day and is working hard in the study at night. It really makes us feel ashamed!"

"Uh, the old car is here! Sit, sit (" Yan Yuan said with his head up, showing his master's enthusiasm enough. After asking Che Xiaowei to sit down, he shouted outside: "j1 tea!" Then a low voice introduced: "Over the best Dahongpao, most people can't drink it."

"Thank you, thank you!" Che Xiaowei nodded very movedly, but Xinbu secretly complained. Everyone in the world knows that Che Xiaowei doesn't drink tea, and all kinds of tea are medicines in his mouth. If someone wants to treat Che Xiaowei with tea in other occasions, the owner of the family may have a miserable result.

But this is Yan Yuan's home. Yan Yuan loves tea, so Che Xiaowei can only take care of the guests. A small cup of tea was poured on. Che Xiaowei didn't even dare to frown at the entrance, and he had to make a long aftertaste. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said, "Okay!"

Yan Yuan waved his hand, and was amused, but more so he was happy. Yan Yuan was not very involved in the specific affairs of the city, but only focused on the general direction and decision-making. It seemed to be somewhat natural, but as the secretary of the municipal party committee, Yan Yuan knew his subordinates very well.

Of course he knew what Che Xiaowei had hobbies, but there was no coffee in this place, only tea, and Che Xiaowei still drank with relish. Yan Yuan even felt that Che Xiaowei was not disguised. Whether it was drinking tea or coffee, it was just the mood.

Che Xiaowei can drink his own treasured tea - Piaotianlin - Far.

Che Xiaowei and Zhang Qingyun both judged that what Yan Yuan needed most now is stability. Yan Yuan had been in office as Secretary of the Hong Kong City Committee for many years. If he could not go further to the core position in the province, he might have to stop at the vice-ministerial level in his life. People who were already on the high ground saw higher peaks. This seemed to be a destined pursuit.

In the meeting room of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee, today's Standing Committee obviously has a serious atmosphere than usual. All the Standing Committee members of today's meeting need to attend. Although the specific agenda of the meeting was not detailed in advance, there was just a big noise from the municipal government that anyone could smell the smell of this meeting.

Zhang Qingyun and Che Xiaowei were fighting each other within the government, and now it is the plenary meeting of the Standing Committee. Those who know Yan Yuan know that whenever he acts like this, he is not going to be in a mixed manner. The secretary is a decent person. If he does not make a decision in his heart, he will not be so generous.

The meeting started at nine o'clock. When it was fifty, Che Xiaowei's short and fat body appeared at the entrance of the stairs. Today, Mayor Feng was in a straight suit and wore a sky blue tie. His hair was combed so greasy that it looked so energetic.

"Hello everyone!" Che Xiaowei raised his hands, and many people stood up with a smile to say hello to him. Everyone seemed to smell the subtlety in Che Xiaowei's mental state. Of course, not everyone in the Standing Committee bought him. Chen Cheng kept bowing his head and savoring the tea in the cup without even raising his head. "Mayor Che, you look very good today!" A woman's voice sounded and started. He spoke with Hongshan Tea.

The conference room suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the scene with a scrutiny look. Everyone knew that Hongshan Cha and Che Xiaowei were people who never interacted with each other in the past, but today they would greet him warmly when they entered the door. What does this mean?

Che Xiaowei was also stunned for a moment, then smiled reservedly and said, "Thank you Minister Hong for your praise. I have always been like this. But you have been in a bad mood recently, but today is not bad!"

Hongshan Cha yelled, stopped talking, picked up the cup on the table and drank the tea, and secretly cursed Che Xiaowei in his heart.

She suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, and the surroundings were a little strange. She quickly looked up and found that everyone was looking out the window.

The Standing Committee Meeting was filled with a window. Through this window, you can see the corridor of the corridor clearly. Since you can only see a small section, no one usually pays attention to it. But today's small section is indeed too eye-catching.

Through the window, you can clearly see two people, one is Yan Yuan, the secretary of the municipal party committee, and the other is Zhang Qingyun, the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and executive vice mayor. The two were chatting and laughing in the corridor, like old friends for many years.

Yan Yuan pointed at the front with his fingers, and Zhang Qingyun narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of his fingers. The two seemed to be studying a building in the distance. Every time they said a few words, they would meet happily and laugh, and they looked very speculative in their conversation.

At this time, the meeting was almost there, but no one made a sound. They all looked at the two old and young people not far away through the inconspicuous window. At this time, the sun was rising, and the two were standing just in front of the sun. From this position, the sun seemed to rise from the shoulders of the two, which invisibly made the two people look much taller.

Che Xiaowei's expression at this time had become very difficult. He keenly felt that the whole thing did not follow his own vision. Not only did it not follow his vision, but it also seriously deviated from the trajectory.

"Why is this?" He kept asking himself this question in his heart. How could Yan Yuan support Zhang Qingyun? Zhang Qingyun took the initiative to move closer to him? This is not logical. At this time, Zhang Qingyun can only be considered a burden to Yan Yuan. Who cares about a useless person moving closer to him? Che Xiaowei felt that his mind was a little confused.

Compared with Che Xiaowei, Hongshan Cha, as a female, has the richest facial expressions. She is the closest person to Yan Yuan, but in her memory, Secretary Yan and herself have never had the same speculation as they would have in this scene. What exactly is Zhang Qingyun talking to the secretary that he can be so speculative?

Hongshan Cha felt that her heart was sinking. She felt that Zhang Qingyun was not only a person who did not play according to the rules, but also probably he was also a person with other support. The deputy secretary of the municipal party committee served as deputy mayor of the standing committee, and the inside was full of unspeakable flavor. Now, with the support of the secretary, what kind of result would this be?

Just when everyone in the conference room had their own thoughts, Zhang Qingyun raised his hand and looked at the watch. It was eight or fifty-eight. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the not-tall elder next to him, and a complex feeling appeared in his heart.

The two of them didn't actually talk about any profound issues just now, they were just talking about a simple Feng Shui bureau. Zhang Qing cooperated with Feng Shui to be a person who understands Chinese studies, of course he was not an outsider. The so-called "total in his preferences" was used at the critical moment.
Chapter completed!