Chapter 241: Zhu Lao's True Identity
Inadequate?
That can't be helped.
Father Liu said very apologetically into his mobile phone this time that there were only four silk producers he knew, so the rest was up to the classmates to figure out their own way.
Similarly, he also dialed Fu Zhen's phone and apologized to inform them of the situation, so that they could think of other ways on their own, and communicate with each other about the losses in the middle to see how to solve them, so as to end this busy work.
Then, Father Liu once again said to Father and Mother He embarrassedly: "Alas, I thought it was solved, but I didn't expect that there was still a problem, and it was nearly a hundred horses." It's really better to count people than to be counted by heaven. ”
"Understood. We're in the system, that's how it is. If there is something that cannot be solved by the subordinate enterprises, they will come to us to find a solution. Father He said tolerantly: "However, we are not omnipotent. As parents, we can only provide relevant information and explain the corresponding policies, and to solve the practical difficulties, they have to work their own, after all. You've done your best, at least you've helped them solve most of the gaps, right?"
Speaking of this, Father He raised his wine glass with a smile: "Come on, come on, don't talk about them, let's drink!"
"Okay, come, drink!" The bitterness can be understood, Father Liu's face suddenly looks much better, and he also smiled and picked up the wine glass in front of him.
Just at this time, He Mu's mobile phone also rang.
Mother He looked at it, slightly stunned, and looked at her husband cautiously: "It's Mr. Fu of Huafang." ”
Father Liu was also stunned, and then laughed self-deprecatingly: "This is to sue you." ”
"You take it, it's not her problem after all," Father He groaned for a while, and said, "Listen to what she has to say." ”
……
In the compound of the provincial party committee, Wang Yicai looked at Deputy Secretary He's study, and Deputy Secretary He asked Wang Yi a little strangely: "Xiao Wang, do you know Minister Zhu?"
Wang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "Secretary He, you are the biggest leader I have known so far." ”
Fan Yanqi suddenly pursed her lips and smiled at this time: "Who did you answer at noon?"
"Uncle Dong!" Wang Yi was stunned, seeing Fan Yanqi speechless and looking at the sky, he was immediately puzzled: "But he and his son are both businessmen!"
Wait a minute!
Surname Zhu?
His eyes widened in astonishment: "Qiqi, don't you mean that Uncle Zhu is Old Minister Zhu?"
Fan Yanrui on the side couldn't help laughing again, his handsome face was obviously smiling, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Deputy Secretary He was also a little speechless, and after a while, he asked Wang Yi as if he was looking at an alien: "You have known these two for so long, and you have never wondered about their identities?"
"No!" Wang Yi quickly shook his head: "I wonder what that one is doing? They are old people who love to eat snacks." Besides, I don't need their help with anything. ”
The only time I asked Dong Lao to help was when I met him accidentally on the road, and Dong Lao took the initiative to help.
"Your luck is really good!" Deputy Secretary He looked at him with a little envy: "Old Minister Zhu and Boss Dong are small, and they have supported each other all the way in the past few decades, and their relationship is extremely deep. But they are also accustomed to seeing all kinds of social conditions, and they are cautious about the approach of their juniors, I don't know, how did you get the blue eyes of his second elder. ”
In fact, I got acquainted with Dong Lao first, and Zhu Lao was incidental.
Wang Yi thought secretly, but he didn't want to explain the coincidence of Happy Town, lest this word spread, some young people followed the same example and were deliberate, which affected the development of Happy Town and destroyed their friendship with Dong Lao and Zhu Lao.
Well, of course, the most important thing is not to ruin the friendship between yourself and Dong Lao.
As for Uncle Zhu, hehe, his relationship with him is not as deep as that seen by outsiders.
He smiled freely: "I don't know, it should be luck and fate." But what's the matter with Uncle Zhu?"
What's the matter?
Deputy Secretary He looked at him deeply, and suddenly asked: "In your hand, by next week, there should be more than 100 million funds, right?"
Wang Yi was slightly stunned, and then nodded.
"Yongren," Deputy Secretary He then turned to his eldest son: "What are the promising investment projects in your hands, you might as well introduce them to Xiao Wang, lest he invest all his money in the stock market, and in case of a shock, he will lose all his money." ”
Wang Yi was stunned: "Secretary He, what happened?"
Fan Yanqi urged happily at this time: "Thank you grandfather." My uncle is now the executive vice mayor of our Ting Municipal Government, and he is in charge of many tasks, including the management of foreign trade ports, which you are good at. ”
Wang Yi's eyes instantly widened: "This ...... Secretary He, you are in the province, and Uncle He is in the city?"
Can this father and son still hold important positions in the same place?
Fan Yanqi's smile stiffened slightly.
Deputy Secretary He smiled and said, "I will retire soon, and the future era belongs to you young people." ”
Wang Yi immediately understood. Deputy Secretary He is already 65 years old, and he is almost at the limit, so before he retires, he reported to the above and promoted his eldest son to the position of executive vice mayor of Ting City.
After all, Ting City is a provincial capital, and the rights of the executive deputy mayor are much greater than those of the executive vice mayor of an ordinary prefecture-level city.
didn't say it before, obviously because Wang Yi and Fan Yanqi have not yet obtained their certificates, so they can't be considered their own families. Now that I say it, it's naturally because of Mr. Zhu's relationship.
With such a layer of interests, maybe He Yonghe will be able to catch up with some of Zhu Lao's connections in the central government through Wang Yilai, and his work will be much smoother.
He thanked Deputy Secretary He for his kindness, and He Yonghe also smiled and asked him to come to the office to sit free, and exchanged mobile phone numbers with him.
Everyone came out of Deputy Secretary He's study one after another, and Wang Yi politely said goodbye, and Deputy Secretary He didn't keep it anymore, only let him be free and accompany Qiqi to sit at home.
Wang Yi naturally agreed with a smile and left with Fan Yanqi and Fan Yanrui.
While still walking in the quiet courtyard, Wang Yi received news from Wang Yinian about the silk that happened in He's house.
Wang Yi slowed down and asked Fan Yanqi beside him in a low voice: "The silk I gave you, you haven't told Tiantian yet, have you?"
Fan Yanqi was slightly stunned, then shook her head, and teased again: "Not yet." What, you're going to send her too?"
In the night, her eyes were bright and smiling.
"Where do you want to go!" Wang Yi pretended to be displeased, and then whispered a brief account of the He family's affairs, and then said: "Mr. Fu is now here to ask for help from Tiantian's mother." …… Hmm," his face changed slightly: "I'm dizzy, she's here to find me." Tiantian's mother handed the phone to Wang Yi. ”
Fan Yanqi understood, and there was a bit of ridicule in her eyes: "It's a coincidence, you just sent me silk, and Mr. Fu came to the door." You're supposed to be a 5A class?"
"It should be. Wang Yi had tested the quality of silk before, and he knew it, but he still had to falsely express his uncertainty in his mouth.
Fan Yanqi smiled generously: "Then what are you waiting for? Since Mr. Fu has gone around such a big circle, he must have been in a hurry to find you." She came to you through Tiantian's relationship again, probably because she was afraid that you would refuse. It's not a big deal, if your friend really has a surplus of goods, just help out! Last time, your cashmere was sold at a loss. ”