Chapter 674 [Confidant] (Part 2)

It was already 9:30 pm when Zhang Yang left the Commission for Discipline Inspection. He was planning to find a place to eat and drink some wine alone. No matter how much trouble he caused or how much mistake he made today, the water pollution has been initially resolved. Although the struggle was difficult, he had won after all. Since it was a victory, it was worth celebrating.

People need to share when they fail, and people need to share when they win. At this time, Zhang Yang stood on the streets of Dongjiang and suddenly felt an unprecedented loneliness and confusion. If in the past, the first person he thought of must be Gu Jiatong, but now...

Standing in this chilly spring cold, Zhang Yang suddenly felt an indescribable cold from the bottom of his heart. He wrapped his clothes tightly around his body, and he forced himself not to think about Jiatong's appearance, because whenever he thought of Jiatong's voice, appearance, and smile, he would feel a heart-wrenching pain.

The ringtone of the cell phone interrupted his thoughts. Zhang Yang picked up the phone. He was looking forward to the other end of the phone that would surprise him, fantasizing that Gu Jiatong would suddenly call him, but he knew that it was impossible.

There was a gentle voice on the other end of the phone, Qiao Mengyuan.

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, and he whispered: "I didn't expect you to call me so late!"

Qiao Mengyuan whispered: "I heard you are here in Dongjiang, so I'll say hello."

Zhang Yang said: "Have you eaten?"

"have eaten!"

"I didn't eat it!"

Qiao Mengyuan was silent on the other end of the phone, and after a while, she said: "I'll invite you. There is a Sichuan restaurant opposite my house. The boiled fish is delicious."

Zhang Yang smiled: "I'll be here soon!"

On a dark blue night, Qiao Mengyuan wore a dark blue windbreaker, quiet and beautiful, so harmonious and peaceful, standing under the moonlight, Zhong Tiandi was beautiful, and the calmness and calmness between her eyebrows were rarely found in others.

Zhang Yang got out of the taxi and grinned brightly. This guy splits his work and life very well and never affects his emotions because of work.

Qiao Mengyuan pointed to Chuanka Garden next to her with her spring onion fingers and said softly: "I'm sorry, I only came here to find out that their kitchen has gotten off work."

Zhang Yang laughed and pointed to the end of the street: "I remember there is a roadside stall over there."

Qiao Mengyuan said: "Let's go!"

Zhang Yang rushed over with great strides and soon walked side by side with Qiao Mengyuan. Then his pace immediately slowed down. In line with Qiao Mengyuan's rhythm, Qiao Mengyuan was not too slow to do anything. She had just washed her hair and was still a little wet. The night breeze blew her hair and sent her hair fragrance into Zhang Yang's breath. Zhang Yang sniffed: "It's so late, Qiao*** is still letting you out?"

Qiao Mengyuan said, "My dad rarely asks about my personal matters!" Mingche's eyes turned and said softly, "You didn't drive!"

Zhang Yang said: "This time I came to Dongjiang to do business and took a bus. The fuel expenses have always increased recently. I can't afford to drive a car at my little salary."

Qiao Mengyuan couldn't help laughing.

The two soon arrived at the roadside stall. The stall owner was an elderly couple who opened this snack shop at the end of the street. Every night, they would pull out a few tables and place them on the road to solicit some business, but the business was still deserted.

Several old hens were cooking in the pot. Zhang Yang was hungry and smelled the fragrance of hen soup and his stomach was gulping. He smiled and said, "Boss, give me a chicken!"

The old man smiled and said, "Drink?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "Come on Erguotou!"

Qiao Mengyuan said, "It's not good to drink with an empty stomach!" She said to the boss, "Get a bowl of wontons first!"

Zhang Yang ordered two more side dishes, and they sat down at the low table on the side of the road. At Qiao Mengyuan's suggestion, Zhang Yang drank some chicken soup and ate a bowl of Huantun. Then he picked up the poured glass of white wine and took a sip. He smashed his mouth and said, "I can finally have a stable meal."

Qiao Mengyuan also poured herself half a glass of wine and took a sip with Zhang Yang. She couldn't stand Erguotou's toughness and frowned slightly. After a while, she recovered: "It's too spicy!"

Zhang Yang said: "It's only more spicy that it's strong enough!" He picked up a chicken leg and put it in Qiao Mengyuan's bowl.

Qiao Mengyuan said: "I've eaten it all!"

Zhang Yang said: "Good things need to be shared, and only sharing is happiness."

Qiao Mengyuan smiled and said, "It sounds like your level has improved a lot. What are you sharing with me?"

Zhang Yang took another sip of wine and said, "It's not me who asked you to share, it's you who asked me to share it on your own initiative."

It was indeed Qiao Mengyuan who took the initiative to make an appointment tonight. Qiao Mengyuan's long black eyelashes drooped down and stared at the transparent and clear white wine in the glass: "I heard you are causing trouble again!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You rarely pay attention to my work!"

Qiao Mengyuan said: "Guo Zhijiang came to my house today, and my dad asked him something."

Zhang Yang said: "This guy sold me?"

Qiao Mengyuan said: "I live in the provincial party committee compound and I can't hide many things. Director Liao of Dongjiang Development Zone, his wife believes in Buddhism like my mother. She has a good relationship with my mother on weekdays. She comes to my house crying tonight..."

Zhang Yang said: "What did Qiao*** say?" He already knew that this matter could not be hidden.

Qiao Mengyuan raised her pretty face: "My dad is very angry. I can see that Zhang Yang, you have caused a lot of trouble this time. I think you'd better be mentally prepared."

Zhang Yang said: "Thank you for reminding me!" Qiao Mengyuan's words fully demonstrated that Qiao Zhenliang was very angry about this matter. Tonight, Liu Yanhong asked him to go to the Discipline Inspection Commission to find out the situation. This time, the slap of Liao Bosheng may have really caused a big trouble.

Qiao Mengyuan said: "I always feel that you are not suitable for politics!"

Zhang Yang smiled: "Since I come here, I will be at ease. I have already embarked on this path and don't want to go yet, so it feels very interesting."

Qiao Mengyuan said: "No one will regard politics as a game or show off, and you cannot act spontaneously. There should be too many personal emotional factors in politics." Although she did not work in politics, her family's influence made her natural understanding of politics better.

Zhang Yang said: "Do you care about me?"

One sentence made Qiao Mengyuan feel confused. She bit her rosy soft lips, her beautiful eyes insisted on looking at each other with Zhang Yang, and finally nodded, "I have always regarded you as my friend!"

"I always feel that we are closer than our friends." Zhang Daren said with great impetuousness.

Qiao Mengyuan shook her head: "It will make people lose their sense of security when they are too close. I still regard you as an ordinary friend!"

Zhang Yang said: "No matter what you say, I know it's not! We are no longer ordinary, so why bother to deceive ourselves!"

Qiao Mengyuan's pretty face suddenly felt a fever. She held up the glass with both hands, drank a big sip of wine, and then closed her eyes tightly.

Zhang Yang said: "When I came out of the Discipline Inspection Commission, I always thought, I wanted to find someone to say a few words in my heart, but who should I look for? Just as I was thinking, you called, what's the word? That's called..." This guy pretended to be thinking hard.

Of course Qiao Mengyuan knew what he wanted to say and said softly: "Say it, say everything you have to do. I don't mind being a listener."

Zhang Yang stared at Qiao Mengyuan's water-cutting eyes and swallowed.

Qiao Mengyuan keenly noticed something, and suddenly picked up the chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth as she opened her mouth, blocking all the words under Zhang Daren: "Don't say it! You can't even do friends when you say it!"

A red flag car passed by the roadside. Song Huaiming was sitting in the car and was seeing a scene beside the roadside. He frowned unconsciously, and his hands were clenched tightly. After the car passed, he turned his head again, as if he heard the laughter of Zhang Yang and Qiao Mengyuan.

Song Huaiming came out so late to meet Liu Yanhong. This time the meeting was no different from the past, it was purely for work.

Since Liu Yanhong's promotion failed, Song Huaiming has never had the opportunity to have a good talk with her. Whether as a superior or as an old classmate or an old friend, Song Huaiming should comfort her.

The meeting tonight was invited by Liu Yanhong. After she handled Zhang Yang's affairs, she handled some things at the Discipline Inspection Commission. When she left, she called Song Huaiming and invited Song Huaiming to have a midnight snack together.

When Song Huaiming arrived at the Fujin Teahouse, he saw that Liu Yanhong's car had parked outside the door. After he got off the car, he asked the driver to go back first.

Fujin Teahouse is not far from the provincial party committee and government. It is located on the west side of Mingxin Park. Liu Yanhong and the teahouse owner are good friends. It is relatively quiet and has few people to disturb you. And whenever you come, there is food in the kitchen.

Song Huaiming came to Mingzhu Pavilion, and Liu Yanhong sat there. The indoor temperature was very high. She took off her coat and wore a red cashmere sweater. Although Liu Yanhong was middle-aged, she was well maintained. Her breasts were still plump and her skin was delicate. She could not find any wrinkles on her face.

Song Huaiming smiled and took off his windbreaker. Liu Yanhong stood up and helped him take off his windbreaker. Song Huaiming said, "I'll do it myself!"

Liu Yanhong smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you afraid that I'll eat you?"

Song Huaiming laughed and said, "I'm afraid no one will be afraid of you, an old classmate."

Liu Yanhong said: "Women are tigers, tigers do not show their power. Do you think I am a sick cat!"

Song Huaiming laughed loudly. He picked up the wet wipes on the table and wiped his hands. When he saw four exquisite cold dishes on the table, he tsk and said in a whisper: "Old classmate, it's so late, I'm treating me to a meal. What's the important thing?"

Liu Yanhong said: "It wasn't a special trip to treat you to dinner, it was because I worked overtime late. It was too lonely to eat alone, so I thought of you and called you, Governor Song, to be my third escort!"

Song Huaiming smiled happily. Only Liu Yanhong dared to say that in Pinghai, but he and Liu Yanhong were open-minded.

Liu Yanhong helped Song Huaiming hang the windbreaker on the hanger. Her nose was very flexible: "Why is it smelling milk on your clothes?"

Song Huaiming smiled and said, "I hugged the child for a while tonight. This child is very attached to me recently."

Liu Yanhong said: "If your children have a long love relationship, you must be short of breath. Old classmate, you must be alert."

Song Huaiming said: "It's probably true. I feel like I don't have the ambitions I have in the past recently."

Liu Yanhong knew Song Huaiming and knew that he said that, but she never thought so. She picked up the Wuliangye on the table and poured it on Song Huaiming, and poured it into her.

Song Huaiming reminded her: "You drove here, so don't drink it."

Liu Yanhong said, "It's okay, I'll put the car here and take a taxi back when I go back." She picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, I haven't had dinner together for a long time. Thank you for giving me such face. Come and have dinner with me in the middle of the night."

When Song Huaiming heard her say this, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. During this period, he has been deliberately keeping a distance from her. Their location determines that their interactions cannot be as free as ordinary people. Even if they are open-minded, there is nothing between them? There are still people with scheming who will use these things to make a fuss. Song Huaiming whispered: "We students who have been so many years, don't you be so polite, right? If you say this, I will feel a sense of distance."

Liu Yanhong said meaningfully: "Distance produces beauty!"

Song Huaiming laughed. He knew when to answer and when to use laughter to get over it.

Liu Yanhong and Song Huaiming clinked their glasses, drank the wine in the glass, and left the glass, poured the wine and said, "I just found Zhang Yang to learn about the situation, and his affairs were a little troublesome."

Song Huaiming had heard of Zhang Yang slapping Liao Bosheng in the face. He picked up a piece of lotus root and put it in his mouth, and whispered: "This kid has this temper and can't control his emotions. This matter was about to be resolved, but he was going to have an accident."

Liu Yanhong said: "Qiao*** is very angry. We asked our Discipline Inspection Commission to deal with this matter seriously. I think Zhang Yang will suffer a lot this time."

Song Huaiming didn't say anything, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Liu Yanhong said: "Maybe you should talk to him."

Song Huaiming still did not say anything.

Liu Yanhong was a little anxious: "You are talking! Although Zhang Yang was a little impulsive, the Dongjiang bureaucrats should indeed fight. For the sake of local interests, they ignored other people's feelings and allowed sewage to flow into the turbulent river continuously. I think even if they had to deal with Zhang Yang, they would have to deal with them, and they would not do anything at all!"

Song Huaiming said: "I saw Zhang Yang on the way here."

Liu Yanhong was slightly stunned: "What?"
Chapter completed!