Chapter 210: Something Happened

The contract was also approved, and the matter could be regarded as coming to an end, Mo Qingyou was relaxed and freehand, but Ying Shi seemed to have lost his soul suddenly, and he was numb from beginning to end, Mo Qingyou had to give up the starry night and go to Tonglu to accommodate a night in the county reception.

When he arrived in Tonglu, Mo Qingyou decided to carry out it in accordance with the local methods of the county, and no longer in the style of building a state, that is, cooperation can be done, but only shares, not in the need for local investment.

The trip to Tonglu is far easier than that of Yangzhou, because it is the second contact, so just look at the letter of introduction, Mo Qingyou talked with the local ** officials about the future development plan of Hanwei Department Store, and later, the two parties signed a cooperation agreement, and the local ** also began to send special members to find an address for Hanwei, Mo Qingyou may send someone to be responsible for decoration and other affairs in three days. Everything seems to be going very smoothly.

When Mo Qing's face was full of spring breeze, Ying Shi didn't say a word from beginning to end, or bowed his head or pouted, as if he had changed a person in one night. Mo Qingyou went from Yangyang County to Tonglu, and kept asking her what happened, but she always looked sad, as soon as the Tonglu incident was over today, the two of them were sitting in the shuttle bus to Zhenhe County, Mo Qingyou really couldn't help it.

"Ying Shi, you are talking, you will scare people like that. Mo Qingyou was a little angry.

Ying Shi looked at Mo Qingyou, who was anxious and impatient like an ant on a hot pot, and felt aggrieved for a while, so it was difficult to speak many times, not that she was unwilling to tell the secret, but she was afraid in her heart, if everything changed, Mo Qingyou's heart was worried that someone really appeared, so what should she do? It was this kind of torture that made Ying Shi dare not open his mouth.

Mo Qingyou was watched by Ying Shi all the time, and he was also flustered, not knowing what he had done wrong, and provoked this good baby to be so sad, "Ying Shi, after I saw Zhenhe, you rest for a night, and go back to Jianzhou Ba tomorrow, I can do it alone." Mo Qingyou persuaded that there was nothing to persuade, but she was really worried about her appearance, so she had to suggest that she go back first.

The car shook all the way, it was dusk today, Caixia was projected on Ying Shi's mournful face through the tempered window, she seemed to have made up her mind, and turned back quietly, her voice was very thin, but there was a firmness: "No, I won't go back." ”

This is the first sentence that Ying Shi said to Mo Qingyou from last night to today, Mo Qingyou couldn't help but secretly feel relieved, and was about to speak, but Ying Shi reached out and pressed his hand-like hand on his mouth.

"Wen, let me ask you a question, and I hope you can be honest with me. Ying Shi's expression was solemn, which made Mo Qingyou's heart tense.

Slowly withdrawing her hand, Ying Shi's eyes seemed to have tears in her eyes, and she was silent for a while, Ying Shi finally raised her head and said word by word the source that made her so sad: "Which one is Xiaoqin?"

"Huh?" Mo Qingyou exclaimed, provoking the scorns of the passengers in the car, he ignored the abnormal eyes of others, and hurriedly asked, "How do you know? What do you know?"

Looking at Mo Qingyou in a panic, after hearing him ask this question, Ying Shi was even more sure that "Xiaoqin" was not an illusion, and she really lived in Mo Qingyou's heart.

"I want you to be honest with me, Wen, I don't lie. There was already a little whimper in Ying Shidi's voice.

Mo Qingyou collected his mind, his head was slightly organized, and he asked with a confused face: "Xiaoqin, I don't know which one, do you recognize this person?"

Ying Shi had no way to tell if Mo Qingyou was lying, and his expression didn't seem to have any loopholes, but the panicked look on Mo Qingyou's face when he heard Xiaoqin just now was still not missed by Ying Shi.

didn't reply, Ying Shi turned her head out of the car window again, Mo Qingyou didn't know what she was thinking, just now, he did want to tell the truth, but after thinking about it, that kind of thing is too unimaginable after all, even if she believes in herself, that Xiaoqin has no chance to explain, if she tells Ying Shi that everything she is doing now is to meet Xiaoqin a day earlier, how will she react? Therefore, he still didn't tell her the truth, but unfortunately, Mo Qingyou's idea of thinking very highly of himself, in front of Ying Shi, who he felt weak, had no way to deceive the truth of the matter.

Mo Qingyou looked at Ying Shi, and suddenly felt weakly for a while, why should I be afraid that she would know Xiaoqin? Could it be that I began to care about her feelings? Could it be that I really fell in love with this girl next to me again? Mo Qingyou didn't dare to think about it, and it was unacceptable for him to turn his back on Xiaoqin.

The rest of the way was silent. At six o'clock, the train entered the Zhenhe County Bus Passenger Station on time.

Zhenhe County is a limited poverty-stricken county in China, and the source of the poor land is not because of the scarcity of resources, but because of the corruption of the local land, and the biggest corruption, that is, the secretary of the county party committee of the prefecture where Mo Qingyou and they are going to visit tonight - Yan Wenlong, a county magistrate who was shot dead because of the huge amount of money of 100 million 4KW yuan.

When he was in Yangyang, Mo Qingyou had already asked the address of this corrupt official, and at first he was reluctant to come to see such a huge corrupt person, but he thought that Zhenhe County was a handover county with Zhejiang Province, if Hanwei Department Store wanted to expand to other provinces, the first step must be to face Zhejiang, and the gap must be opened from Zhenhe County. Therefore, although I was extremely reluctant in my heart, I still came.

When the driver sent them downstairs to a gray old county people's ** unit, Mo Qingyou was confused, could it be that this very big corrupt official who was greedy for more than 100 million yuan would live here?

On the road, the aisle in the evening, the broken stairs, all the way to the fourth floor, still like this, the mottled wall does not show that the people who live here are the top positions of the county people.

Without ringing the bell, Mo Qingyou knocked on the wooden door, and after a while, the door opened, and a man dressed in an ochre yellow shirt and wearing gold-rimmed glasses and flour did not need fine hair to appear in front of them.

"Uncle Yan. Mo Qingyou hadn't opened his mouth yet, and Ying Shi had already called out crisply. Mo Qingyou was very curious, Ying Shi didn't want to say anything just now, but how could she tease her by herself, her gums were always closed, why was she so close to this domestic giant greed now?

"It's Xiaoying, hehe, what kind of wind is blowing you?" was stunned first, and after recognizing Ying Shi, the secretary of the Yan County Party Committee quickly and enthusiastically let the two into the room, but instead stopped the gifts in their hands outside.

Mo Qingyou smiled, maybe the big corrupt officials were all window tricks, and he didn't care, he put the gift out of the door, and followed Ying Shi into the house.

After Ying Shi and Yan Wenlong talked for a while, Mo Qingyou realized that this Yan Wenlong had worked as a secretary in Ying Shi's father that year, and it was his father who single-handedly promoted him to his current position.

Mo Qingyou has been looking at this secretary of the Yan County Party Committee, maybe he is preconceived, no matter how he looks at it, he feels that the person in front of him is a sinister and cunning person.

It was also a coincidence that they came, the Yan County Party Secretary and his family were preparing to eat, and after a while, Mo Qingyou and Ying Shi also came to the table.

In fact, Mo Qingyou glanced at it completely. Now Yan Wenlong, but he is the secretary of the county party committee in a clear and clear manner, since he took office last year, he has done a lot of difficult problems related to the livelihood of the county, and has also introduced a large amount of money to carry out swaggering improvements on several important main roads in the county, and now he is not greedy at all, and every person who gives gifts has been stopped outside.

During the banquet, the wife of the county party secretary repeatedly sandwiched dishes for Ying Shi and the two, Ying Shi seemed to have disappeared from Mo Qingyou's unhappiness, laughing Yan Yan, but Mo Qingyou didn't dare to eat more, 2 more pairs of tableware, and the county party secretary and his wife had to sleep hungry tonight?

After eating all the meals, exactly at seven o'clock, the county party secretary and his wife summoned the two to sit on their old couches, and first read the news broadcast before getting down to business.

Mo Qingyou had no choice but to accompany him, through some insight, Mo Qingyou himself also had a new judgment on the future huge greed: the house was not decorated, and even a water stain could be seen on the roof; there was only a sofa in the small hall, not even a dinner plate, and the dining table was also in the hall, and they looked at the color TV at this time, it was not as good as the people's land - a 14-inch indiscriminate color TV.

Could it be that this is the great greed of the descendants who have been criticized by many people? Mo Qingyou can't help but be suspicious in his heart, or is this big greed very well concealed? But it's not like, look at him and worry about the people and the country as he encounters, it doesn't seem to be pretending to be at all, hey, maybe the environment has changed in the future, Mo Qingyou felt sorry for a while.

The news broadcast finally ended, Mo Qingyou couldn't wait to send a dozen documents to the secretary of the Yan County Party Committee, and the Secretary of the Yan County Party Committee also asked a lot of similar questions in a timely manner, and was very interested in the operation of Hanwei Department Store.

"Hehe, why don't you bring it at the beginning? If you bring it at the beginning, we don't have to talk about it at all. It can be seen that the secretary of the Yan County Party Committee is in a very good mood.

Mo Qingyou smiled faintly and said: "Only if you understand the content of the entire plan first, can your county support us as much as possible, and we want to do a great cause to enrich the people, if not, even if there is this letter of introduction, we dare not take it." ”

The secretary of the Yan County Party Committee raised his big finger: "Okay, young people can have such ideas, they are really young and old, hehe!"

"Ouch, it's getting late, so let's not disturb your rest, I'll come to your office tomorrow, let's talk next, how about it?" Mo Qingyou looked at his watch, and he retired at the moment.

The wife of the secretary of the Yan County Party Committee did not leave much money, but just made a call and asked his local secretary to arrange an address for them, but Mo Qingyou saw that he couldn't push it, so he had to accept it.

"Those things, you must take them, this is just some of the thoughts of our juniors. Before going out, Mo Qingyou picked up a bunch of things outside the door and pushed them to the secretary of the county party committee.

"Yes, Uncle Yan, every year you send so many delicious foods to our house, this time, I will treat it as a niece to send you a little thought. Ying Shi also took care of it.

The secretary of the Yan County Party Committee frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted it, and the last words made Mo Qingyou full of confusion: "It's good, it's just a pity that we can't enjoy it." ”

When the secretary of the county party committee arrived downstairs, Mo Qingyou and the two followed him to the reception to settle down.