After slapping Feng Jing and others, Chen Yingnian felt much better and felt a little happy. He thought to himself that the wine offering that had just started to be interesting was so witty that he couldn't help but admire him.

Holding an empty wine glass, he nodded from time to time to greet the officials beside him, and stepped on the soft carpet like clouds, floating in the air.

When I think that I am only fifty years old, I will reach the height of attention of thousands of people. Even the most proficient in numerology in the world, I will never dare to assert that my future achievements will be.

Chen Yingnian felt slightly drunk, but his heart became more and more refreshed. He walked a few steps away, suddenly raised his head and recited a poem, "You must be happy in life, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!"

It is a matter of elegance to recite poems and writes a right hand, but it depends on the occasion. Nowadays, the higher the officialdom, the more implicit he is, the more he pays attention to, and he does not show his emotions, so that he can reach the state of mind.

This guy is so proud that he couldn't bear it.

A poem was recited, which attracted many surprised eyes.

Chen Yingnian ignored it and walked forward. Just as he was about to push open the private room where the officials in eastern Zhejiang were, Zhang Jie rushed over. The previous one was rampant and was slapped by Xue Xiang. After several days of anti-inflammatory injections, the bandage was removed today. The corners of his mouth were still swollen. Fortunately, it was not so shocking after all.

Hearing Zhang Jie's shout, Chen Yingnian turned his head and smiled, "You kid is young and you have suffered such severe injuries. You'll be very happy in a flash. Don't worry, I'll record this grudge for you. After going to Liaodong, let's calculate it slowly."

To the people below, especially around him, Chen Yingnian can be called kind-hearted, and Zhang Jie is his confidant again. If someone had seriously injured Xue Xiang the last time, Chen Yingnian would have let that person be doomed, that is, Xue Xiang, the famous Yanei. Chen Yingnian knew that he would definitely not be able to chew on it, so he stopped this time.

Zhang Jie said anxiously, "Chief, it was Director Huo who came to you and asked you to go there quickly, saying that it was the old leader who ordered him to order him."

"Director Huo. Which Director Huo?" Chen Yingnian suddenly said, because of this inexplicable Director Huo, he didn't know who the old leader was for a while.

Zhang Jie said, "It's Director Huo Mingliang!"

"Is it him? He doesn't care about writing? With Old Xing here, he dares to be the director?" Chen Yingnian said inexplicably.

"Oh, Chief, ask me who I ask, and the person who came to pass the message said that. Hurry up, the old chief is looking for it in a hurry, but he dare not neglect." Zhang Jie urged. He was in the hospital for the final swelling treatment before, and the phone called directly to the hospital. Obviously, there was a lot of urgent requests there. It was related to the old chief, how dare he neglect it.

Chen Yingnian shook his hands and said, "What dares not be negligent, I am negligent. What's wrong? Since I'm here, don't leave. Lao Song, Lao Zhang and the others are all here. These people are all big shots in the bar. I really can't stand it alone. You have to help you."

Zhang Jie was anxious. He was not Chen Yingnian, so he naturally didn't have the calmness. The other end of the phone said it was very urgent. Obviously, the old leader had something urgent to do, so now it was not time to drink.

He was about to persuade him again, but a voice came from behind him, "Comrade Yingnian, let me find you easily. If Mr. Cheng has urgent matters, please follow me quickly."

The two of them turned around and saw that they were the handsome young and middle-aged man Huo Mingliang with clear eyebrows. Strangely, behind Huo Mingliang, two tall and strong men were followed by, and they were either wearing suits, but almost wrapped around them.

Chen Yingnian clearly saw something wrong and stared at Huo Mingliang and said, "What are you bringing people here? Do you know where this is? You dare to touch me? If you believe it or not, I will talk to Lao Xingwai and immediately call you good-looking."

Huo Mingliang said, "Comrade Yingnian doesn't know yet. Comrade Xing Zhiguo has retired. Now he is probably here to his hometown in western Jin."

"What! How is this possible!" Chen Yingnian opened his mouth as he opened his mouth, which was incredible.

Others don’t know who Old Xing is, but Chen Yingnian doesn’t know. Over the past twenty years, Chen Yingnian has dealt with Old Xing more times with the old man. This Old Xing can be said to be the old man’s right-hand man.

Now, Old Xing has retired, which means that the old man has killed one hand. Old Xing is only fifty-three today, and he is still 108,000 miles away from retirement. It can be said that at Old Xing's age, he can work until the old man dies.

Chen Yingnian couldn't understand the trick in it anyway.

Huo Mingliang did not intend to explain more and finally urged, "Comrade Ying-sen, it's time to leave, the leader said, if you can't appear in front of him within an hour, we will all be subject to military law."

"Military law? It's the age of what kind of thing he's still here. It's really OK. I won't go anymore. What's wrong?" Chen Mingliang raised his head and glared.

"Then I have nothing to say. When the young comrade and the old leader were angry, everyone was watching me. If you don't have shame, I can't keep you!"

Huo Mingliang said coldly and waved his hand. The two strong men behind him walked forward and were about to come and get people.

Zhang Jie said anxiously, "Chief, don't bear it anymore. People have brought it even with people. It seems that they have already reached this point. If you take it, we will suffer losses and lose face. Think twice!"

Chen Yingnian listened to this sentence. The Huo surnamed clearly planned to force himself. It was not a solution. If you make a fuss, you might not be able to change the result. Seeing that there were already many people in the corridor giving advice, Chen Yingnian finally exclaimed, "Okay, I'll go with you and go to the old man and see how I'll clean up you."

After saying that, he walked away with big strides, deliberately hitting the two men, pushing and squeezing them hard, "Get up, don't block the way!"

Half an hour later, Chen Yingnian appeared in a courtyard near the Planning Commission Courtyard.

The flat bluestone road, the wide yard, the green trees planted in an orderly manner between the atrium, and the ivy that had been climbed half of the wall on the blue and white stone walls seemed to indicate that this was just the most ordinary house.

A green and old cloth was loosely wrapped around the thin and hard skeleton. The snow-white silver hair seemed to illuminate the dark brown old man spots on the cheeks. Even if he bent over, his figure would look too tall. This is because his body shrank when he was old. If he was young and strong, anyone would have to praise him "What a big man."

Under the mottled and cracked bark, a plate of gladiolus grew particularly green. Cheng Lao took a tin spray and turned around at the gladiolus. Three drops here and two drops there, for about half an hour. Chen Yingnian stood under the sun five meters away and waited for almost half an hour.

The stone bench is only two steps away from him. It is under the dense bamboo shade. Just looking at the white ground everywhere, there are deep black shadows. The bamboo shaking, and a chess record on the stone table are blown. You should know that there must be a cool place. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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