In the evening, Xia Xiangyang, who was socializing, came back a little late, and when he got out of the car, he still had a strong smell of wine and smoke.

There is no way to do this, although he is the mayor of Hecheng, but when he arrives in the provincial capital, his title of mayor is not so useful! Of course, this is also related to the fact that the economic and political status of Hecheng belongs to the middle and lower reaches of Guangdong Province, and if he were to change to a second-tier city like Focheng or Guancheng, he would not be so hardworking.

At the dinner just now, he invited several leaders in the province to drink for the approval of some major infrastructure projects in the city, and others could taste it, so he had to take a big gulp, but fortunately he practiced a bottomless amount of alcohol in the army, so he was not put down.

Meng Jun knew how much his boss had drunk tonight, and as soon as the car was parked, he got out of the car first, opened the car door for Xia Xiangyang, and was ready to support him.

"No, I'm fine. Xia Xiangyang drank tea and smoked just now, chatted for an hour, and when he came back just now, he opened the car window and blew the night breeze in Yangcheng, in fact, the wine was almost awake, he stood firmly on the ground and waved his hand, "Xiao Meng, you go back to rest with Lao Du!"

"Boss, shall I send you upstairs first?" Meng Jun said worriedly.

Xia Xiangyang frowned, and said in a commanding tone: "Just a few steps downstairs, there is an elevator to sit on, I can't go, and I'm not drunk, what's there to worry about? You go back to the hotel with Lao Du, don't grind and chirp!"

Meng Jun smiled bitterly, he also knew that his boss was different from other senior officials - Comrade Lao Xia didn't like others to serve in front of and behind the saddle, he valued more about a person's ability and attitude to do things.

Like Meng Jun used to be like this, the article was well written, but it was a little inflexible, writing in obscurity in the city government office, and nothing good could be done for him, which can be said to be a talent that he never encountered. But Xia Xiangyang still fell in love with him (the article he wrote), and after He Jiawei was arranged to go out, Xia Xiangyang asked Meng Jun by name.

Just when Meng Jun was a little overwhelmed, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye!

"Yang Yan!" Meng Jun saw Yang Yan and beckoned happily. When he was in the car before, Meng Jun sent a text message to Yang Yan, telling him that Xia Xiangyang had drunk a lot of wine and asked him to cook a little stomach-warming decanting soup for Xia Xiangyang to prepare, but Meng Jun didn't expect Yang Yan to come out so conspicuously and wait for them.

With Yang Yan here, Meng Jun was relieved, and he didn't have to carry Xia Xiangyang's request to help him in.

Of course, Xia Xiangyang doesn't want Yang Yan's support! Not to mention that he is not so drunk that he can't walk now, even if his feet are really weak, he will straighten his waist and walk back with a hard resistance! This is a matter of his dignity as an old man!

I saw that Comrade Lao Xia glanced at Yang Yan, who took his briefcase from Meng Jun's hand, and nodded expressionlessly, which was regarded as a response to Yang Yan's greeting.

"Let's all go back!" Xia Xiangyang said to Meng Jun and the driver Uncle Du, and then walked into the community with a steady pace and without hurry.

Yang Yan originally wanted to go over to help, but when he saw the old man's serious expression, he hesitated for a moment, and only dared to follow beside him.

"What time is it?" Just as Yang Yan was trying to say something to break the silence between the two, Xia Xiangyang suddenly asked.

"It's almost eleven o'clock!" Yang Yan hurriedly replied, and he also took the opportunity to chatter, "Luoluo still wanted to wait for you to come back at first! She kept asking, what about Crooked Dong? Why hasn't Crooked Dong come back?"

In order to learn a little more likely, Yang Yan also imitated the pronunciation of Luoluo's tongue.

"Is she asleep now?" Xia Xiangyang asked with concern when he heard Luoluo's matter.

"Sleep, sleep. She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she fell asleep on the couch. Yang Yan smiled, but looking at the old man, he didn't laugh out loud nervously, so he could only scratch his head in embarrassment.

"......" However, after saying this, Yang Yan and Xia Xiangyang fell into silence again, and they continued to walk forward, bypassing the flower beds, and walking through the brick and stone path that was darkly lit by leaves, and the atmosphere was a little wonderful.

However, before going upstairs, Xia Xiangyang stopped, he sniffed his body, took off his suit jacket, and handed it to Yang Yan: "Does the smell of smoke be heavy?"

"Well, it's quite heavy!" Yang Yan nodded honestly, he didn't even need to get close to smell it, the smell of smoke on his father-in-law's body made him want to frown.

I don't know how many cigarettes I smoked!

"Sit down and go up again, and blow the wind. Xia Xiangyang walked to the rest chair in the big open space outside the building, sat down, and said without a beak.

The old man sat there with a golden knife, and the sharp eyes still fell on his body, Yang Yan felt uncomfortable standing in place, how dare he say anything, quickly walked over, and carefully sat down next to the old man - of course, he only dared to sit on half an ass.

Xia Xiangyang didn't plan to judge Yang Yan, he didn't know anything!

After sitting like this for a while, Xia Xiangyang opened his mouth first: "Yang Yan, do you smoke?"

"No, I don't smoke. Yang Yan thought that the old man wanted to share his cigarettes, so he quickly raised his hand and shook it, and said, "If you want to smoke, it's okay." ”

"It's a good thing not to smoke! I don't want to smoke either, and your Aunt Wu also tells me every day not to smoke, be careful of getting lung cancer." Xia Xiangyang shook his head, and said in a slow voice, "But sometimes it's not that you don't want to smoke it, maybe you can't understand what I'm saying as a small boss......"

At this time, Xia Xiangyang actually had a little alcohol in his head, and the conversation box opened.

"Uncle Xia, I can understand. If you need to work, you will inevitably have to take other people's cigarettes, which are the price you have paid for the development of our Dutch city. Yang Yan hurriedly said.

"You don't have to say me so lofty, people can't avoid a vulgar word. Xia Xiangyang waved his hand, and his voice was raised in a half-tone, "I can't help myself...... It's just an excuse for people who chase fame and fortune, and they are ...... by themselves It's the ability of the strong-willed!"

Although Xia Xiangyang was borrowing the topic to play, and Wuwen sighed with emotion, Yang Yan was still a little surprised, he seemed to hear from his father-in-law that he was praising himself around the corner!

Are you sure?

This is true, putting aside the unbreakable knot of this kid "abducting" his daughter, Xia Xiangyang really admires Yang Yan, and he also likes Yang Yan, a child who has the ability and can do great things without publicity! Usually he doesn't say it, but with the strength of wine, he can't help but express some ......

"Uncle Xia, I want to confess one thing to you!" After hearing the old man's praise, Yang Yan finally couldn't help it, and he said, "I know that what I did wrong may make you very angry, but I am willing to take all the responsibility!"

What the?

Questions?

Xia Xiangyang squinted, the drunkenness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and his aimless and sloppy gaze refocused, just like a knife, staring at Yang Yan tightly with sharp eyes.