Chapter 221: Too Much Appetite
"Really?" Cao Zhengxuan smiled on his face, "I think whimsical people are very imaginative people. If Director Weng meant to say that I was talking about dreams, that would be fine. As for whether Weng Jianshuo will be sentenced to one year or two years, I am not sure. Also, I also heard that Deputy Secretary Weng's demotion to an ordinary clerk seems to have a little bit to do with the two people I met in Xiushan Park that day. So for Secretary Meng, I not only saved his daughter, but also helped him a lot in this matter. β
Cao Zhengxuan said it very vaguely, but he could get to the point of the matter.
"What do you want to say?" Weng Dayou asked.
"I'm just saying that I have a relatively iron relationship with Secretary Meng now. My request will be considered by Secretary Meng. β
"Uncle?" Weng Youcai called out with complicated eyes.
"Fuck, I'm the last thing I like to be threatened. Weng Dayou took a hard puff of his cigarette.
"I'm in this state now, I don't want to ...... again," Weng Youcai wanted to say again.
"Okay, I promise. For the sake of you, father and son, I have lost all my old face. Weng Dayou's face turned pale.
"I'm sorry. Weng Youcai lowered his head.
"This means that Director Weng agreed to my conditions, right? Thank you very much. Butβ"
"But what?"
"I'm wondering, in addition to supporting the policy, Director Weng can give Xiao Cao a certain amount of project subsidies. I know this is a breeze for Director Weng. β
"Teacher Cao, don't you think your appetite is too big?" Weng Dayou said sharply.
"I don't think I have much of an appetite. Besides, only I know how big my appetite is. Director Weng, I just want to make it clear that there was no incident of Meng Siyan being robbed, and Secretary Meng was planning to move his position, but when this happened, Secretary Meng decided not to move, so it is not impossible to stay in Yangjiang for three or five years, and if Deputy Secretary Weng and Secretary Meng do not reconcile, this is a very sad thing for Deputy Secretary Weng. Deputy Secretary Weng's current age determines that this three years and five years are very critical. β
"I don't know what you're trying to say. "Weng has a good way.
"If Director Weng really didn't understand the meaning of my words, then I think Deputy Secretary Weng definitely understood. Cao Zhengxuan looked at Weng Youcaidao.
"Are you saying that you can ease the relationship between me and Secretary Meng?"
"What do you think?"
"Uncle, I can afford to lose in one or two years, but I definitely can't afford to lose in three or five years. And now it's very inconvenient for you to come forward. Weng Youcai immediately rushed to Weng Dayoudao.
"Fuck. How can you be so passive?"
Cao Zhengxuan said: "Director Weng, I don't think this is a question of being passive or not at all. This is called a win-win, a win-win situation. You listen to me analyze and analyze. First, the project subsidy of the Department of Agriculture itself should be used for agricultural subsidies, and for you, the only thing to consider is the question of where to make up for it and who to supply it. You supply others as a supplement, and I also replenish Xiaocao. And I have made the vegetable agricultural cooperative bigger and stronger, which is not not the political achievement of your director Weng; second, your nephew, deputy secretary Weng, has made new development, which is also the pride of the Weng family. I think it's pretty crazy at the moment. This is called a win-win, a win-win situation. Since it is a win-win situation, a win-win situation, where does the passivity and initiative come from?"
"Then I warn you, Cao Zhengxuan, this vegetable agricultural cooperative can only succeed and not fail. Weng Dayou looked at Cao Zhengxuan seriously, "This may be the last political achievement in my Zhengzhi career." β
Hearing Weng Dayou say this, Cao Zhengxuan immediately left the desk, walked in front of Weng Dayou, and bowed to Weng Dayou very solemnly, "I, Cao Zhengxuan, will never live up to Director Weng's trust!"
Then, Cao Zhengxuan stretched out his right hand to Weng Dayou, "Director Weng, I wish us a happy cooperation!"
Weng Dayou was stunned, but still stretched out his hand, "Happy cooperation." β
After that, Cao Zhengxuan stretched out his hand to Weng Youcai, "Deputy Secretary Weng, the procuratorate will never come to you again for Weng Jianshuo's affairs; β
"Really?" Weng Youcai excitedly reached out and grabbed Cao Zhengxuan's hand, "Thank you, Mr. Cao, thank you, Mr. Cao!"
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After negotiating the conditions with Weng Dayou and Weng Jianshuo, Cao Zhengxuan hurried back to school for the third class. After class, when the disciplinary committee was carrying out the routine of the day, Zhao Jiangdong and Xu Zheng called Cao Zhengxuan to the corridor to discuss the training of the sports meeting with him in detail.
As the old saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Xu Zheng was a leader in sports in the sophomore (4) class, and Zhao Jiangdong transferred to the class, which is bound to steal the limelight from him, it is said that there will be friction between the two people, Cao Zhengxuan did not expect the two people to get along so happily.
In front of Cao Zhengxuan, one of the two people said the plan and the other said the candidate, which was very presentable, of course, they also pointed out some shortcomings and raised some difficulties. He also discussed several places with Cao Zhengxuan, and put forward some aspects that Cao Zhengxuan wanted to coordinate - such as the most serious aspect - the enthusiasm of girls to participate is not high - which Cao Zhengxuan had to coordinate or encourage.
After saying these things, the time pointed to five o'clock, and everyone else in the classroom was gone, except for the student on duty and Qi Yihong.
Qi Yihong was not so calm for the first time.
"I'm going to keep you waiting. After Zhao Jiangdong and Xu Zheng left, Cao Zhengxuan said.
"You know that, too. I told the owner of the hotel that we would arrive at 5:20. Qi Yihong pouted.
"There are still ten minutes, and I can't even fly. β
"It's all your fault. Let's go. Qi Yihong pulled Cao Zhengxuan's sleeve.
"I'll call again. β
"The phone call that I was in a hurry to make at this time was definitely Officer Zhang's. Qi Yihong pursed her mouth tightly.
Cao Zhengxuan didn't fail to hear the vinegar in Qi Yihong's words, but he still called Zhang Yutong's phone, "Yutong, are you off work?"
"Not yet. The detective has come across a new case. I'm sorry, I don't have time to talk to you right now, hang up. β
Cao Zhengxuan's phone came with a busy tone.
"It can't be helped. Let's go. β
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Qi Yihong's meal point is diagonally opposite the Yangjiang Middle Road Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. There are several trendy snack bars, ranging from cold drinks to bits and bits and bites.
Qi Yihong took Cao Zhengxuan into a small fried shop. The area of the small fried shop is not large, only a dozen square meters, but to Cao Zhengxuan's surprise, the small fried shop is run by a pair of young people - a man and a woman seem to be around 20 years old.
The dΓ©cor is stylish, with stickers and text on the walls that seem to be for young men and women, and soft music overhead adds a bit of excitement.
There are no private rooms (the size is too small to make a private room), and there are three rectangular cedar tables with original lacquer on the left and right walls, which are perfect for couples to sit facing each other. Of course, you can squeeze four people into a squeeze. If there are five people, the fifth person will sit in the middle aisle. The small fried shop is quite popular, only one of the six tables is empty, and this one is probably reserved for Qi Yihong because of Qi Yihong's reservation.
Cao Zhengxuan and Qi Yihong opened the plastic curtain together and walked in. The young girl hurried over and said, "Oh, this beauty, you're finally here." I have left you with bitterness. β
"I'm sorry. There's something going on at school. Qi Yihong explained.
"Sit, sit down. Come to the kitchen and tell us what you want. β
The young girl turned her back to go inside, the curtain was opened, and a young man walked in with a girl's hand, and the man said in a loud voice: "Is there a place, is there still a place?"