Outside the door, there was no knocking and sultry words that Hei Ba expected, but as long as he had this thought in his heart, he was restless.

This night, just like baked cakes, Heiba tossed and turned on the sofa, listening to Yue Wen's sound of sleep, he got up several times and wanted to go out quietly, but quietly retreated.

Although others have all kinds of problems and can't resist the temptation, he has a thought, as long as he follows Ding Yuewen, he will not make mistakes.

The day finally dawned.

Yue Wen sat up from the sofa and threw a cushion at Heiba, "I'm really asleep, wake up, starling, wake up!"

Hei Ba burned the cake all night, and he didn't take a nap until dawn, which woke Yue Wen up again, and he turned over on the sofa, "Let me sleep for a while, don't make trouble, and sleep for another ten minutes." ”

"Not for a minute," Yue Wenbi smiled and stretched, "If you don't leave, I'll go by myself, be careful to let the goblins eat you." ”

"You are not Tang Seng, you are just a Sun Monkey," Heiba got up from the sofa lazily, "The king of the daughter country of the other family takes a fancy to Tang Sanzang, not you Sun Wukong." ”

"Wrong!" Yue Wenbi said with a smile, "This daughter country is not that daughter country, people fancy Sun Wukong, but no matter which daughter country it is, they will never look down on you, Zhu Bajie." ”

"Die!"

Hei Ba also picked up a cushion and threw it over, but Yue Wen flexibly dodged it, and the two of them came downstairs to fight, but they stared at each other and couldn't move their legs.

In the hall, all the women were watching them as they had been last night.

"Early. Yue Wenbi smiled, "Have you eaten?" This is the most Chinese greeting.

Heavy rain is pouring down, and the rain and fog lock the city.

A black sedan quickly drove out of the compound of the Management Committee of Qinwan Development Zone, and the wheels splashed with water. Pedestrians were in a hurry on the street, and with the red taillights flashing out, the cars quickly drove onto the avenue and disappeared into the gloomy night-like rain.

"Has Xiaoyue ever been to the development zone before?" said Hu Hongzheng, deputy director of the Organization Department of the District Party Committee, who was so comfortable that he leaned back on a chair and asked casually.

The driver glanced at the young man named Yue Wen who was sitting in the co-pilot, this was the selected student just reported, medium height, the lines on his face were very hard, but his eyes were very bright.

Yue Wen hurriedly turned his head and replied with a smile, "No, I studied at Qin University for four years, and I didn't have a chance to come over." When he laughed, the lines on his whole face automatically combined, and his eyes suddenly softened, making people look comfortable. After finishing speaking, he stared at Hu Hongzheng's face, trying to see something from his face.

"Hehe," Hu Hongzheng was very hearty, and a rare smile appeared on his serious face, "It's not just you, many old Qinwan people have never been to Pingzhou in their lives, what, Pingzhou is our development zone," he paused, "Qinwan people always feel that we are in the countryside here, are they not comfortable coming here from the bustling urban area?"

Yue Wen said with a smile, "My hometown is also rural, and the development zone is also an urban area." ”

"Actually, we crossed the sea, which is the urban area of Qinwan, but there is no bridge, and we have to go around hundreds of miles. Hu Hongzheng looked at the hazy rain and fog outside the window, and sighed, "We are separated from Qinwan by a few kilometers recently. After speaking, he laughed himself, and Yue Wen's eyes were squeezed into a slit.

The young man sitting next to Hu Hongzheng joked, "I'd rather have a bed in Qindong than a suite in Qinxi."

While speaking, through the gap scraped by the windshield wipers, Yue Wen noticed that billboards with the words Furong Street had been erected on the side of the road, and Hu Hongzheng seemed to have noticed, "Furong Street was only changed from a town to a street the year before last, and the economy has been okay in recent years, and the development momentum is very good......" Talking about work, the smile on Hu Hongzheng's face gradually faded.

The economy is okay, but it's not good, and it's probably average. Yue Wen turned around, and the lines on his face automatically combined into a solemn appearance, but the abacus in his heart was "crackling", counting from time to time how much "water" was in Hu Hongzheng's words.

"What do you call the leader of the street?" asked Yue Wen after a gap.

Hu Hongzheng looked at the young man beside him, and the young man quickly replied, "Secretary Jiang Sheng of the Party Working Committee of Furong Street, Director Chen Jiangping of the Office......

Hu Hongzheng looked at Yue Wen's back, there is not much attraction in the young man's file, will he be selected to the ministry or the two offices in a year, look at his creation, well, anyway, he is not the kind of young man the ministry wants.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and slowly drove into the streets of Seremban, which was no different from ordinary towns, but the streets were lined with thick hibiscus trees, with a shady canopy and red velvet.

Soon, the gate with the sign of the Party Working Committee and the Office of Furong Street stood in front of him, but the scene in the courtyard made Yue Wen involuntarily turn his head to look at Hu Hongzheng, and the young man from the ministry who came with him was also a little angry, he took out his mobile phone......

Under the pouring rain, the street courtyard was full of people, some wearing raincoats, some holding umbrellas, some old and some young, some men and some women, all the flowers and green, but the voices of people were noisy. The sound of rain, thunder, and noise makes people's hearts palpitate under the inky sky.

The parking space near the gate is full of Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi and other luxury cars, but outside the gate, there are a lot of tractors and agricultural vehicles parked crookedly, three of which are just blocking the gate tightly, and three men in raincoats sit motionless in the car, letting the heavy rain continue to wash.

It is in Qinwan City, so many luxury cars gather together, unless they are seen at the auto show, Yue Wen secretly smacked his tongue, I damn it, Hu Hongzheng's words don't have much "water"!

At this time, Hu Hongzheng also saw the scene in front of him, his head was slightly to the side, and the young man next to him immediately rolled down the window after making a phone call, and shouted to the people on the tractor, "We are from the organization department, can you let us in?" "He was loud, but polite.

The three men sitting on the tractor turned a deaf ear, not knowing whether they really didn't hear it or deliberately ignored it.

The young man from the organization department rolled up the car window, Hu Hongzheng's face had sunk, he looked at the young man with dissatisfaction, the young man reacted quickly, immediately pushed the car door, and ran quickly to the tractor to negotiate, regardless of the heavy rain toppings.

The heavy rain quickly drenched his clothes and hair, and when he came back, Yue Wen read the word defeat on his face.

Looking at a few agency cadres and three men on the tractor pushing up, one of the white and innocent young agency cadres in their thirties didn't know what to say, the man on the tractor jumped down, pointed at his nose and scolded, although the rain was heavy, but the voice was very familiar, Huoda was shocked, he immediately thought of a person, a few years not seen