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Chapter 225 meet again

"Oh, Director Tie is here too, congratulations!"

Zhao Gang suddenly caught a glimpse of Tiejin, quickly put down the gift he brought casually, and reached out to Tiejin.

"Happy New Year, Director Zhao, why can't I understand your congratulations? Could it be that Mingzhu has changed its customs this year? I won't say that the New Year is happy during the Chinese New Year, and it will change its congratulations!"

Tiejin smiled, but he was very proud in his heart because he knew what Zhao Gang meant.

Zhao Gang held Tie Jin's big hand and shook it hard, "Shao Nuo, you Director Tie can hide it from others, and you can also hide it from me, the miscellaneous person in the General Office of the Municipal Party Committee? At the last meeting between the secretary before the New Year, Secretary Wang appointed you as the executive deputy director of the second in command of the Municipal Bureau and the deputy secretary of the Party Committee of the Bureau. Isn't this worth congratulations? It's not that your brother Fang Xia ascended and turned around and refused to recognize the old brothers, for fear that the old brothers will benefit from it?"

As Zhao Gang finished speaking, Qiu Tiandu and Niu Fenjin looked at each other and both noticed the shock in each other's eyes.

For Qiu Tiandu and Niu Fenjin, the news that Zhao Gang broke is definitely a shocking secret.

Originally, they were not as good as Tie Jin in terms of power and level. At this moment, Tie Jin's deputy director was appointed as the executive officer, and he was a big shot in Mingzhu City. In terms of real power, even the ordinary deputy mayor could not go there.

Tie Jin immediately became an extraordinary figure. In a blink of an eye, Qiu Tiandu and Niu Fenjin knew the importance and thought it clearly in their hearts.

As soon as Zhao Gang finished speaking, the two of them congratulated each other.

At present, in their hearts, the importance of establishing a good relationship between Director Tie is far more important than selling Director Xue.

The situation between Qiu and Niu fell in Zhao Gang's eyes, just a joke.

To be honest, at this moment, Zhao Gang said something congratulations. But in his heart, there was endless regret.

Because he and Xue Xiang are close to each other and are at the core of the municipal party committee, the news he contacts is naturally not comparable to those of Qiu Tiandu and Niu Fenjin.

At present, Zhao Gang is almost 90% sure that Tie Jin's crucial promotion must be related to Xue Xiang.

Otherwise, Iron, who was so down and almost couldn't find a sense of existence in the municipal bureau, could it have become a success in just a few months?

It would be fine if this person was good at engaging in the business, but he just squeezed through the three deputy directors and two deputy secretaries in front of him. He jumped to the No. 2 seat of the Municipal Bureau. Why??

The answer is self-evident, and it must be on this powerful Director Xue.

After understanding this point, how could Zhao Gang not regret it?

When he thought of Xue Xiangqian's two difficulties, he retreated at a speed faster than a mouse drilling hole, he wanted to slap himself a few times in the face immediately.

He knew that Xue Xiang had an opinion of him, and he knew that this view could not be compensated by treating guests to dinner or giving gifts.

The more polite Xue Xiang was, the farther he knew he was separated from Xue Xiang.

It was obvious that he first met and showed goodwill to Director Xue. Now that Tiejin was the first to take the lead, Zhao Gang was really unable to let go, but he didn't know who to blame. If he really wanted to blame, he would have to blame him for immersing the red-topped and white set in the officialdom too deeply. It was so deep that all behaviors in the officialdom were based on it as the criterion.

Now, Mr. Zhao seems to be full of friends in the city and has a lot of friendship, but there is no one who is truly willing to push such a hard work like Xue Xiang.

As he thought about it, Zhao Gang was almost stopped by nightmare. A gust of wind blew over the hall. He couldn't help but chill, and then he woke up.

"In late winter, it's spring, Director Zhao is dressed a little thin!"

Xue Xiang had seen that Zhao Gang's expression was wrong. Although he didn't know what he was thinking, he roughly guessed that it must be related to Tie Jin's promotion.

Zhao Gang's face quickly recovered and said with a generous smile, "I heard that your Director Xue is back, and you are rushing to greet you. You are so anxious that you have become like this! Dear, tonight, we will make do with Director Xue to have a table. I will cook tonight and let you taste the real secret nine-head abalone..."

She had dinner until ten o'clock in the evening, and a group of people said goodbye and left. Xue Xiang packed up the mess and returned to the little guy's room, she was already holding Xiaobai and was sleeping soundly.

After washing up, he went to bed and lay down, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, after serving the little guy for breakfast, he told her to complete her winter vacation homework at home and lock the door. Xue Xiang drove away.

Xue Xiang went here to greet his leaders and friends in Mingzhu. After all, the officialdom is the most typical society of relationships. It can be simple and slow in normal times, but during festivals, the etiquette must be comprehensive.

If you want to say that Xue Xianlai Mingzhu has only been half a year, but if you count it carefully, there are many people who want to pay homage to this.

Tie Jin, Zhao Gang and the other four who visited yesterday, need not say that they were going to.

In addition, there are a group of leaders of the General Office of the Municipal Party Committee. No matter whether they are familiar with each other or not, leaders of the same system must take full care of their etiquette.

After these things were all gone, the two most important Buddhas left were Chen Daolin and Wang Mingshen.

Since there are a lot of families to visit and the New Year is coming, people must keep food. If Xue Laosan acts blindly, these more than ten families may not be able to finish them for a week.

Fortunately, he had accurate calculations and planned the visit order, and according to the level, from low to high, so it would be very easy to get out.

When Zhao Gang was lying on his own, he wanted to keep the meal. Xue Xiang said that he had made an appointment with Director Su Xiaolan and had a meal at her house at noon. In this way, Zhao Gang was not only envious, but even borrowed their courage to keep it. Xue Laosan turned around and went to Tiejin's house.

But when he really arrived at Su Xiaolan's house and encountered a meal, Xue Xiang moved out of Chen Daolin again, so the former naturally had to be released.

This was repeated, with a Tai Chi pusher, Xue Laosan was superb. In one morning, he joined the eight schools.

He raised his hand to look at his watch. At just eleven o'clock, he turned the front of the car, ran home, and started preparing lunch for the little guy again.

After eating a meal, she talked with her for a while and analyzed several math problems. The little guy started taking a lunch break, and Xue Laosan waited to go out again.

Unexpectedly, he had just closed the little guy's room door, the phone rang, he quickly walked to the table, and reached out to take it, and the voice of the little girl came from the receiver.

"Xue Xiang, I'm going to be the pearl of Lantern Festival, don't forget what you said!"

After saying a word over there, he died without waiting for Xue Xiang to reply.

“What’s going on?”

Xue Laosan held the phone and stared blankly. He was not surprised by the arrival of Xiao Nizi, but he couldn't understand what the last sentence of Xiao Nizi, "Don't forget what you said."

After a while, Xue Xiang hung up the phone and repeatedly chewed the little girl's words, he smiled!

"If you leave, I won't send you; if you come, no matter how strong the wind or rain, I will go and pick you up!"

Xue Laosan finally remembered this most romantic thing he thought he had ever said, but at that time, he just said it as a romantic thing, but he didn't expect the little girl to hear it seriously.

It’s only now that Xue Laosan realized that these cheap words are easy to say, but don’t say them casually. In this regard, women remember that they are thieves.

In short, the promise made is the debt owed! Now, today, the debtor is here!

With a sweet heart in his heart, Xue Laosan turned out again. Only three leaders were left to visit in the afternoon. The time to go here must be correct. It would be too early. People were taking a nap, but it would not be too late. It was obvious that they would wait for them to leave food.

Therefore, Xue Laosan drove the car leisurely and got stuck in time and arrived at Bao Tong's house, Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee.

Unfortunately, Bao Tong was not at home and returned to his hometown in the northwest before the New Year. He has not come back yet.

This is definitely not a good thing for other New Year's greetings, but for Xue Xiang, this is the best news. He put down his things and did not wait for the nanny to pour water on the house, so he quit the house.

Then, he turned around and went to Chen Daolin's house. The two of them talked about the game. Then Xue Xiang got out and headed straight to the last house - Wang Mingshen's house.

The old place has returned, and this time Xue Xiang has been much more relaxed when he entered Wang Mingshen's house. It was not because the guards did not stop him, but because the guards reported his arrival at the prescription at the guard booth. Wang Ziyi, dressed in green military uniform, jumped out of the door.

"Brother Xue, happy new year, congratulations on getting rich, get the red envelope!"

Wang Ziyi in the distance was like a cheerful and lively deer, shouting from afar.

Xue Xiang smiled and said, "I don't worry that Secretary Wang will hear it. Besides, I am a public servant of the people. I wish me wealth. I hope I can't live a peaceful life!"

"You have many ideas, cowards. This congratulations are very popular on the coast. You are too old to say, who doesn't want to make a fortune in these days? You have never heard of the trumpets all over the streets: setting up a small stall is better than being a county magistrate. If you ring a trumpet, don't be a governor. I have seen many officials who are in the sea. Your old thoughts are liberation!"

The verbal sings, slapping her mouth and patting Xue Xiang's shoulder. Although Wang Ziyi and Xue Xiang had met each other, they had the friendship of fighting side by side. In addition, she was a erratic person, so she would not treat Xue Xiang as an outsider at this moment.

Listening to her long speech, Xue Xiang could only smile bitterly, "I can't tell you, we are still affordable. I just hope that our shopkeeper Wang will collect the benefits and can show mercy!"

As he spoke, Xue Xiang actually took out a red envelope. After brushing it, Wang Ziyi's little apple instantly dyed red. Suddenly, he clenched his fist and gently hit Xue Xiang, and then ran away from a distance.

She was just a joke just now. She really asked Xue Xiang for New Year’s money. Now, Xue Xiang took out a red envelope. Didn’t she really treat her as an ignorant child?

Xue Xiangzheng looked at Coke, and the two of them walked out of the door. After a closer look, it turned out to be Secretary Wang and Comrade Guangzhen.

Now, Xue Xiang did not hesitate anymore and walked quickly forward. When he got closer, he reached out and spoke New Year greetings.
Chapter completed!
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