"Congratulations to Comrade Xue Liang, I can't say that I have to change to the leader in the future."

    Xie Wei smiled and said with a red mouth, but he was secretly surprised by the background of the Huo family.

     At present, Xie Weihong has also had a good understanding of Huo Wubing and knows that this is not a purely brainless family brother.

     This person can make a decision to protect Xue Liang's future as a sub-province, which is definitely not ignorant and false statements.

    In this way, the foundation of the old Huo family in the border province has to be re-estimated.

     After all, cadres in the vice-provincial province basically have to pass through the uppermost conference table.

    The influence of the old Huo family can reach that table, so the importance of Huo Wubing, the yamen, must be re-evaluated.

    Xue Liang smiled and said, "Director Weihong, don't joke about me. You are the hard-core Principal Ding's hardcore. Your future will be better than me. In the future, I will definitely need Director Weihong to support me."

     In an instant, people's hearts were full of knots, and they were chatting and laughing for a while, and it was so harmonious.

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    Luoyu in Dongcheng in late autumn is red. The maple forests on both sides of the road are thick and straight. The dense leaves raised are piled up like clouds. The autumn kills like knives, and the maple leaves are cut into flames.

    The maple forest is beautiful, and this place has its own grand scenery. Although it is evening, it is hard to see the red maple burning in the sun, and there are still many tourists.

     This place, Mr. Xue has been here many times, and whenever he comes here, he will stop and watch for a long time.

     Even if there is something urgent, this guy will choose to pass by the forest and not give up the opportunity to get close to the beautiful scenery.

     , this evening, Mr. Xue didn't have any leisure to enjoy the scenery.

   It turned out that when Mr. Xue saw Su Meiren off this afternoon, he felt a little depressed and returned to school. While washing clothes, Peng Chun pulled him out without saying a word, saying that he was helping to accompany the guests.

      At 4:30, Xue Lao and Peng Chun arrived at the People's Hotel at the intersection of Luoyu West Road. According to Peng Chun's request, Xue Lao and him were waiting at the entrance of the hotel.

     It took only an hour to wait, but I didn't see the guests.

     Mr. Xue's mood was not good now. If it weren't for Peng Chun's face, this guy would have left long ago.

     "Old Peng, who did you invite? This score is too big. You are a little too young. After all, you are a decent person. You are a deputy commissioner of the Taiwan Administration and a teenage department. Who is worthy of your little one to be so rushing to be so hushed up? This fucking has been waiting for an hour. After eating for more than 20 years, it is the first time that I have encountered such a big meal. I think we should stop waiting. Let's get in the meal. Let's find a place for ourselves and enjoy ourselves. Why do you have to rush to put on your hot face to put on someone's cold butt?"

     Mr. Xue was squatting under a maple tree, and the leaves were crushed all over the floor.

    Peng Chun sighed. After handing a cigarette, Mr. Xue waved his hand, and Peng Chun glared and forced himself into his hand, and said loudly, "Do you think I'm willing to come. It's easy for you to go to the school gate? Damn, I'm good at this, and the prefectural committee has instructions. You think you always have Huo Wubing's yamen, someone poked it from behind, and it's on your own land. No matter how hard it is, I'm my uncle and don't love it. Grandma doesn't love it, so you have to listen when the words are spoken."

     "No," our prefectural committee secretary Wang called me and said he had come to Beijing and had a reception task at night. He asked me to call a few friends who could drink at the party school to fill the door and strengthen the scene. Lao Cui has an event and there is no shadow first. If I don't call you, don't complain, wait steadily. If you have to be really unhappy, you can't drink him a few more drinks later and exhale."

     Peng Chun said all these words, and Mr. Xue could only helplessly and continued to squat and rub the leaves.

      After waiting for more than 40 minutes, a red Santana with a planning committee board stopped at the door of the People's Hotel. A bald old man in his fifties got out of the car. Peng Chun patted Xue Xiang's shoulder and rushed over.

    "Secretary Wang, please let me wait."

    Peng Chun shouted at the bald old man from afar.

     , but unexpectedly, Secretary Wang waved to him, twisted his relatively bloated body, and rushed to the left back door. Xiao Yi opened the door and recruited a man in a teenage royal blue suit.

     The right back door also opened at this time. The younger man walked out. He looked like he was only ten years old, wearing casual clothes, bell-bottom pants, bat shirt, and he shook his head as soon as he got off the car, and he was humming and singing Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey".

      Nowadays, Hong Kong and Taiwan pirated tapes are spreading rapidly in the streets and alleys with the magical powers of various debauchery nationwide. This masterpiece of Teresa Teng in 1979 is now very popular in the mainland.

      This strange combination made Mr. Xue stunned and even forgot to get angry.

     , Mr. Xue was so concise that he had just arrived at the table and straightened out the relationship between several people.

     The man in a sexy bag and a royal blue suit is the deputy director of the Project Procuratorate Department of the Planning Commission. The young man in the bat shirt is expected to be a relationship householder and the most common yamen in the four nine cities. He specializes in weaving various relationship networks and reselling various business.

     The reason why Secretary Wang from Taiwan entered Beijing this time was because when National Highway 302 passed through Shandong Province, there was a controversy in the planning. It was that it could pass through the In Taiwan area and the Hezhou area adjacent to In Taiwan. One national highway and two areas, the problem arises.

     After all, transportation represents money, and this simplest economic principle can be easily understood by anyone.

     If the national highway passes through a region, it will simply reshape a major economic artery for the region. In this era when economy is political achievements and political achievements are official hats, let alone the national highways are built, and the access to provincial highways is often the struggle for the human brain to exert the dog brain.

     Now the national highway is built. Mr. Xue almost never uses his brain to guess that because of the Taiwan and Hezhou areas, he will definitely be able to fight for the direction of this national highway.

    As expected, Secretary Wang almost fought for this national highway this time.

    Xue Xiang even heard Peng Chun whisper that when he left In Taiwan a month ago, Secretary Wang's hairstyle could barely be able to support the central government. Now, it has become such a miserable appearance in just a few months.

     The banquet started at 12:30. People's Hotel is the best in Dongcheng District and is also quite famous in Sijiu City. Its grade is second only to several state-owned masters such as the Famous Family Hotel, Xinqiao Hotel, and Beijing Hotel.

     Secretary Wang wanted a big bag. Although the lining was not luxurious, it was exquisite. Yishui's mahogany utensils were pleasing to the eye. The ink and water on the walls were all handed down by famous artists.

     Peng Chun sighed secretly as soon as he entered the door. He took advantage of the time when he was asking for tea and asked quietly, and almost fell to the ground. The private room cost alone was fifty yuan, which almost took up one-seventh of her salary. It should be noted that Peng has only raised his salary now.

      Even if the country is revitalizing the economy and promoting price reform, it will take 50 yuan to get a room for dinner. In Peng Chun's opinion, it is too incredible and a fantasy.

    Half Xue has seen the world and doesn't think there is anything. He knows that Secretary Wang is willing to sacrifice his life for the national highway.

      Not to mention that a meal costs thousands of dollars, if it is said that it can lead to the national highway passing through Taiwan, Secretary Wang Da would probably dare to give out a personal reward of tens of thousands of yuan through the finances.

    Xue Xiangyuan thought that with Secretary Wang Da’s strength, this line might be successful.

     I never thought that the atmosphere at the beginning of the banquet was not very good.

      Before the dishes were served, there was Kung Fu tea. Secretary Wang Da Fang Yinqin brought a cup of the bat shirt, and was gently blocked by a folding fan that the bat shirt had from somewhere.

    "Old Wang, according to my opinion, don't talk about these useless things. Director Sui has been tight for a long time, but he has no time to talk to you. If you have something to say, you will be busy quickly. To be honest, if you don't think you are introduced by an acquaintance, you will not be able to pay attention to you. Hurry up and talk about the topic."

     The bat shirt was full of disdain, and as he spoke, he gently shook his folding fan while shaking his head slightly, as if everything was in control, and he was so comfortable.

    "Sui District, you are not that busy. Today is Sunday. You are doing everything you need to work hard for the country. Could it be that you still have no time today?"

     Secretary Wang leaned sideways and leaned towards Deputy Director Sui, smiling.

       did not know that Peng Chun's eyes narrowed when he looked like this.

     If you remember correctly, this Deputy Director Sui is just the deputy director of the Project Establishment Department. If you die, you will be treated as a director-level treatment, and maybe you will be a deputy director-level.

    , Secretary Wang is a member of the Ludong Provincial Party Committee and a secretary of the prefectural committee at the department level. He is one and a half higher than his deputy director Sui.

     Peng Chun has gained the benefits of the high-level academic performance and has sufficient grassroots experience. He has made rapid progress in the past two years and has reached the deputy department level.

    This lord has never been in charge of the government, nor has he been an official in the capital. He is in charge of science, education and security. Not to mention the projects that come to Beijing, he has never taken turns to the projects that are running in the province.

    If it weren't for Secretary Wang's lack of generals this time, he would not have been the turn of Mr. Peng to attend the banquet.

     Therefore, the scene in front of you is abnormal in Peng Chun's eyes.

     Using his official logic, the department level vs. the deputy department level, that is not what it means, it is simply crushing.

    But the current situation is simply the opposite. Even if you, Deputy Director Sui, is a cadre of a ministry, you are not as good as this.

    Where did Peng Chun know that the small officials are so powerful.

    The old saying goes, people don’t ask for people as high as others. At present, Secretary Wang is eager to ask for Deputy Director Sui, while Deputy Director Sui doesn’t ask for Secretary Wang Da.

     In this way, it is difficult for Secretary Wang Da not to bow his head.

      Not to mention, as an important member of the Planning Department, one of the most important departments of the Planning Commission, Deputy Director Sui has strong authority, and ordinary deputy provincial cadres have to be polite to the superiors.

     There are many major cadres in the Planning Commission, and the mere Secretary Wang is not in the eyes of Deputy Director Sui.

    As expected, Secretary Wang Da’s little intention, Deputy Director Sui made a feast for the wind, picked up the tea and sipped it with a smile, "I can’t call it a lot of trouble every day. Secretary Wang, I probably know your affairs. This matter is difficult, I am afraid I can’t help!" (To be continued)

    

    

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