"Director Meng, there are capable people in your village!" said to Meng Mingyuan with a smile.

"Capable person, Secretary Jiang, how do you explain this?" Meng Mingyuan asked in a low voice.

"Don't you know? The person sitting with the leader is the richest man in our Strait City, and the top ten outstanding entrepreneurs of the year in Strait City! He may even be the head of the Lin family, one of the four major families in the future imperial capital! At the same time, he is also a strong man at the level of a martial king, do you say that if these things are added together, is he considered a capable person?"

"Oh my God!" Meng Mingyuan's eyes widened, and he was stopped by Secretary Jiang's series of words.

The people around him behaved the same as Meng Mingyuan, and everyone looked at the man who was sitting on the table talking and laughing with No. 1 in surprise.

That man doesn't look very old, how can he have so many achievements?

What is the ability of this old Meng family to produce such an heir?

"This person, can't it be the one who defeated a foreign master at the Strait Stadium some time ago?" someone thought of what happened more than half a month ago through Secretary Jiang's words, and quickly asked.

As soon as this person said this, the people around him hurriedly stared at Lin Zhiming, they didn't realize it when no one mentioned it before, and when someone mentioned it, the more they looked at it, the more they felt that Lin Zhiming looked like the person they saw on TV more than half a month ago.

"It's him! I remember that guy looked like that!"

"That's right, I also said that it looks a little familiar, it turned out to be the one who won glory for our Dragon Kingdom martial arts that day!"

The people around him said.

At this moment, everyone knew Lin Zhiming's identity, and everyone looked at Lin Zhiming curiously.

Wine table.

No. 1 drank two glasses of wine with Lin Zhiming, and then said, "It's not too early, I'm still going to have a few places to go, so I won't talk to you more!"

"It's been Chinese New Year's Eve and you've walked so many places?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.

"Yes, for our party members, during the New Year's holidays, we should go deep into the people, understand the needs of the people, solve the problems of the people, and let the people live a good year. Number One said.

"Good work. Lin Zhiming said.

"Do you stay here or go back to Strait City for the Chinese New Year?"

"I'll be at my grandfather's house in the county. Lin Zhiming said.

"That's okay, I'll visit the house when I have the chance!" No. 1 said, got up and shook Lin Zhiming's hand, and then turned to leave.

Although Meng Mingyuan was full of curiosity about Lin Zhiming, he still left with No. 1.

The surrounding villagers had no interest in No. 1 at this time, and a group of people gathered around Lin Zhiming's table.

"I'll go, Guangsha, your nephew is awesome!"

"Guangsha, we used to have a good time, we need to have a drink, right?"

People were talking enthusiastically, Meng Guangsha was happily oily, he took out a cigarette and said, "You always say that I like to pretend to be forced, do I like to pretend to be forced? I am all seeking truth from facts, I said that this cigarette is an internal offering, you still don't believe it, now you believe it, right?"

"Yes, yes, come, bring me one!"

"Get me one too!"

The people around him said.

Meng Guangsha felt that he had never had such a face in his life, although he emitted so much smoke that it made his liver hurt, he still scattered all the cigarettes.

"Okay, you guys, what time is it, do you want to celebrate the New Year?Go back, we're going back to the county seat!" Meng Qiwen said with a straight face.

"Teacher Meng, it's rare that there is a capable person in our village, can't we get closer to each other?"

"That's right, Teacher Meng, speaking of which, we are all related by blood!" everyone said.

"Give me all back, go back!" Meng Qiwen waved his hand.

The surrounding villagers frolicked away, and for them, seeing the character of Lin Zhiming was enough to become their bragging capital in the next few years.

"Cool, Dad?" Meng Zijun asked Meng Guangsha secretly.

"Cool, so cool!" Meng Guangsha said excitedly.

"My cousin drove me to school in a Rolls-Royce that day, and I'm as cool as you!" Mencius said.

"You kid, people can't be vain, you know, help me pack my things and prepare to go back to the county seat!" Meng Guangsha said with a look of Lao Tzu.

"You also go and clean up for me, I said that I want to keep a low profile, and I can give you what I can!" Meng Qiwen said with a straight face.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Meng Qiwen walked to Lin Zhiming's side and said in a deep voice, "Zhifang, I know that you are in a high position now, and the things you see may be beyond my reach in my life, and you have more knowledge than me, but my grandfather still has to tell you, modesty makes people progress, pride makes people backward, you still have to keep a low profile in everything, don't be like your uncle, you like some face-saving things all day long." ”

"Got it!" Lin Zhiming nodded and helped pack up his things.

As soon as it was cleaned up, Meng Mingyuan, the village director and the village party secretary all came to Meng Guangsha's house.

"Teacher Meng, there were many offends in the previous incidents, why don't you tell me that there is such a powerful person in our village!" Meng Mingyuan took Meng Qiwen's hand and said reproachfully.

"Yes, Teacher Meng, this is your mistake, our village has produced powerful people, so the whole village will also be glorious, right?"

Meng Qiwen took two puffs of his cigarette, shook his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Zhiming is my little grandson in my eyes, nothing else matters, don't fight his idea, he will return to the city in a few years." ”

"I know that Mr. Meng, you regard your reputation as dung, but after all, the identity of knowing your fate is there, we have been here for so many years, and now there is a knowing fate, this is a matter of glory and ancestor, you should have told us earlier, so that we can go out and have a long face, right?" Meng Mingyuan said.

Meng Qiwen shook his head, he didn't want to say anything more to these people, he had taught all his life, and his mind was extremely thorough, so he naturally knew what these people were thinking in their hearts, Lin Zhiming had so much energy in the city, as long as Lin Zhiming was attached, then Meng Mingyuan would not be the number one in a certain bureau, even if it was the number one in the county, it was not impossible to fantasize.

Meng Qiwen has always adhered to a principle for Lin Zhiming, that is, try not to cause trouble to Lin Zhiming and not to find trouble for Lin Zhiming, so he doesn't like those who want to climb Lin Zhiming through him, and naturally he will not have a good face for Meng Mingyuan.

"Teacher Meng, why don't you tell your grandson, our ancestral shrine is also a few years old, let him donate some money to renovate it, and let's build a monument for him when we go back!" said the village party secretary.

"I can't tell about my grandson, don't come to me, it's not interesting for the villagers to do this, if you have time, let's move around during the New Year!" Meng Qiwen said, getting up and leaving.

Meng Mingyuan smiled helplessly, in the past, he couldn't bird Meng Qiwen, but now it's different, Meng Qiwen's grandson is so powerful, he also said some offensive words before, then he can definitely only please Meng Qiwen, see if he can help introduce him or something.

"Let's go first, and then go to Teacher Meng's house to pay New Year's greetings after the year!" Meng Mingyuan made a decision, and then said goodbye to Meng Guangsha and the others, and turned to leave.

When I returned home from the village, it was already evening.

When I went out in the morning, there was still a lot of traffic on the road, but there was no one at this time.

Only some of the Spring Festival sellers and firecracker vendors are still on the side of the road, and everyone else has returned to their homes to prepare Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Northerners eat dumplings for Chinese New Year's Eve, but the south is different, and this side of Strait City is even different from other southern places, and it is popular to eat white fruits, eat pig's trotters, eat ribs, anyway, a table is almost all meat.

The cooking was naturally handed over to a few women, Meng Guangsha drank a little too much in the afternoon, and went to sleep in the room, Lin Zhiming sat in the living room with Meng Zijun to play chess, Meng Qiwen was teaching Lin Wan'er to write, writing and painting are actually different things, Lin Wan'er has an excellent talent for painting, and she actually looks like she writes words, although she can't see too many chapters, but every stroke is already quite tasteful, which makes Meng Qiwen call it a genius.

"Ah, cousin, you're like this again! It's not fun!" Mencius threw away the chess pieces angrily and said aggrievedly.

"Come, give money. Lin Zhiming stretched out his hand and said.

"You're so rich, is it appropriate to want your cousin's money?" Meng Zijun said pitifully, clutching his pockets.

"No matter how rich you are, you have to ask for gambling debts, don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Lin Zhiming said.

Meng Zijun sighed, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it to Lin Zhiming.

"Do you want to come again?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"You've won me five hundred yuan, if I play with you again, I'll be a hammer, don't play, I'm going to see if the ribs are fried, grandma's fried ribs are delicious!" Meng Zijun said, got up and walked into the kitchen.

Lin Zhiming also walked in, and the kitchen was filled with the smell of fried ribs.

"In the past, when my mother was still alive, she would fry pork ribs during the Chinese New Year, and that's the taste. Lin Zhiming said.

"Cousin, hurry up, eat while it's hot!" said Mencius, holding a pot of pork ribs that had just come out of the pot.

Lin Zhiming unceremoniously picked up a few pieces and ate them.

"This thing is on fire, eat less!" Gao Xuan said.

"I found that good food is not good for the body, such as fried pork ribs, fried chicken thighs, stinky tofu. Mencius said.

"Things that make people feel comfortable are not good for people, and people are easy to relax their vigilance and lose their pursuit in a comfortable state. Lin Zhiming said while chewing on ribs.

"Your cousin has a good level of what he said. Mencius's mother said.

"My cousin is a rich man, and everything he says makes sense!" Mencius said.

"Don't get in the way in the kitchen, go out, or you won't even want to eat when it's dark!" Gao Xuan said.

Lin Zhiming and Mencius had to walk out of the kitchen.

"Zijun, is it the glory of the king?solo, the kind that loses a hundred?" Lin Zhiming asked with a grin.

"Glory of the king, you will too, come on, I'm the national uniform Luna, if I don't win your underwear today, my national uniform Luna is written upside down!" Meng Zijun said excitedly.

"Come on!" Lin Zhiming picked up his mobile phone and played a game with Meng Zijun.

Laughter fills the room, and as the sun sets and the moon rises, the table is finally filled with delicious food.

Everyone gathered around the table, and the sound of the New Year's flavor came from the TV.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the Spring Festival Gala!"