Zheng Lebin was a little embarrassed by Lin Miao's "fairy words", but people who can get to the county level in a small place like Dongou City will never be able to resist this little embarrassment.

He flipped this article over with a haha, and was more than a hundred times smarter than He Shengming, and directly and neatly pulled Lin Miao's family into his chat blacklist. Zheng Lebin held the wine glass, and very officially toasted with Ding Shaoyi, another deputy county-level boss at this table, and after the salute, he took the empty cup and packed a greeting with the others to eat and drink, and then returned to his own table. With Lao Lin, a nationally renowned writer, present, this place obviously can't bring Zheng Lebin the feeling of fighting at home.

Lin Miao looked at Zheng Lebin's helpless back, and felt extremely proud in his heart that he had contributed to the great cause of fighting the arrogance of corrupt elements at a young age.

After three rounds of drinking, the people in the box gradually got drunk, and their voices gradually became high-pitched.

The air in the house was gradually filled with second-hand smoke, Li Xiao was young and frail, and he couldn't survive this group of wine barrels at all, so he was carried upstairs to sleep by Jiang Ping, who hated the smell of smoke.

Lin Miao actually wanted to follow the number, but was pulled by Ding Shaoyi and refused to leave.

Ding Shaoyi coaxed Lin Miao and said that he would finish eating after a while, and besides, today's essay competition was jointly organized by the Municipal Education Bureau and the "Dongou Daily", and the chess competition was jointly organized by the Xicheng Street and the District Sports Bureau, although the award competition did not start until half past three in the afternoon, and the certificate or anything had not yet been issued, but Lin Miao, as today's internal double champion and the son of Lin Guorong, director of the Xicheng Street Party and Government Office, and the city's register, was destined to be written into the "1995 Dongou City Education Bureau Yearbook" 's famous prodigy, not taking a group photo with the leaders after the game, it's simply unreasonable.

Lin Miao also pointed to the good relationship with Ding Shaoyi to make money, so even if he knew that "for a while" was a very unreliable time measure word, he could only pretend to believe in Ding Shaoyi's evil, and his eyelids were fighting, and he worked the wine table for a long time.

Finally, it was more than 1:50 p.m., and this group of people was finally full of wine and food, and they couldn't blow new tricks, so they all said that the work in the afternoon was important, and they had to drink in moderation, and they got up and left the table full of alcohol.

The leaders of the thirties talked and laughed and went downstairs.

Outside the house, the sun is at its most intense during the day.

The photographer, who had been waiting impatiently in the hall downstairs, saw the leaders coming out, and hurriedly ran to the bright sun and beckoned everyone to line up. Then the leaders were endlessly grinding, obviously knowing what their status was in this circle, but they had to say a few more polite sentences, and it took most of the day to set the order of their positions.

In the end, Lao Lin, who had the halo of "national celebrity", was stupidly pushed to the C position in various compliments, Lin Miao stood beside Lao Lin, and Ding Shaoyi and Miao Xiaoqiu were on the side. In the future, Hu Jianhui, who was promoted to the deputy department level, was squeezed to the very edge.

Lin Miao couldn't help but look at Hu Jianhui, and secretly sighed in her heart that these people today didn't know anything about true power.

Directly opposite the huge eaves of the hotel, the photographer, who was extremely irritated by the sun, finally couldn't bear to shout loudly: "That child! Don't look around! Look at me!"

Lin Miao hurriedly stood up straight, and then felt that the flash in front of him blinked, and the heaviest group photo since his rebirth was frozen-in front of the building of the Overseas Chinese Hotel, under the two huge event banners, Lin Miao was standing in front of Lao Lin, and he was in the C position of the C position. Lao Lin behind him was full of pride, obviously the lowest level in this photo, but his expression was high-spirited, and he didn't show the slightest hint of cringe. Ding Shaoyi and Miao Xiaoqiu smiled indifferently, Zheng Lebin raised his nostrils, and Hu Jianhui's expression was as usual.

"That's it!" shouted the master after taking the photo.

There was a commotion and they shook hands with each other to say goodbye.

Some clerks from various units who were not qualified to appear in this photo also took the opportunity to touch it at this time, all brought their own equipment, took the expensive film camera of this year, and took a group photo with Lao Lin alone.

Lao Lin was in a good mood, and he didn't refuse to come, and it took another half an hour to finally stop, and he returned to the room with Lin Miao.

Lin Miao, who was almost consumed by this dinner, threw herself directly on the sofa when she returned to the room.

Lao Lin raised his hand and looked at the time, and said to Lin Miao in a deep voice: "Don't fall asleep yet, you will go upstairs in a while." ”

"Hmm......" Lin Miao replied weakly.

Jiang Ping, who heard the movement, walked out of the bedroom, her face was full of excitement, and she said to Lao Lin excitedly: "The rooms in this hotel are really good, even the living room, I thought that the hotel rooms are all the same, and there are two beds when I enter the room." ”

Lao Lin took off his clothes and pants, and said lightly: "You really haven't seen the world, when I am free in the future, I will take you out to have a look, the capital, the northwest, and the northeast are all walking around." ”

Jiang Ping smiled when she heard this, and said arrogantly: "What's so good, haven't you already seen it today!"

Lao Lin didn't bother to take care of her low-end duplicity, and went directly into the bathroom.

Lin Miao lay on the sofa and lay down, but her mouth still had the strength to fight, and shouted: "New Year! Go out to play during the New Year, save yourself from going to visit the New Year!"

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Forty minutes later, when the scorching sun was slightly tilted to the west, the Overseas Chinese Hotel, which had been silent for a whole noon, gradually became noisy again.

The hall where the city-wide chess invitational tournament was held in Xicheng Street was crowded, and it was even more lively than when Lin Miao came in the morning. Not only did the top eight winners of the adult and junior groups who participated in the award-winning group come, but even the employees of the Xicheng Street and District Sports Bureau also came to join in the crowd to highlight the momentum of the competition jointly organized by the Xicheng Street and the District Sports Bureau.

The playing field has been removed and replaced with rows and rows of chairs.

At the front of the venue, a rostrum half a meter above the floor was arranged. On the long table in front of the rostrum, the name tags were placed in a regular manner, just like when Lin Miao took a group photo at noon, and the hierarchy was strict.

From the middle to the sides, there are a total of six signs.

Director Dong of the Xicheng Sub-district Office was in the middle of the left and finally showed his face in the last hour of the event.

To the right of Director Dong is Wei Yongjun, deputy director of the District Sports Bureau, who is nominally responsible for organizing the competition, and to the right, Wei Yongjun is the secretary general of the Dongou Chess Association appointed by the CPPCC, and Hu Jianhui, the deputy director in charge of culture, sports and health in Xicheng Street.

To the left of Director Dong is Zhang Kai, a member of the Propaganda Committee of the Party Working Committee of Xicheng Street.

On the name plate on Zhang Kai's left, there are three words written on it, Lin Guorong.

When Lin Miao followed Lao Lin into the venue, he was just in time for the people of Dongou TV Station to arrive.

Zhao Jing, the TV station flower who is known as the chief fantasy object of the city's men in the 90s, saw Lao Lin, and her posture became lower and lower than when she met a few months ago.

The moment Lin Miao's family walked into the venue, the whole room let out a soft cry.

Lin Miao was pulled by Lao Lin's big hand, and the father and son walked to the front row of the venue with their heads held high.

The moment Lao Lin raised his eyes and saw his name tag on the rostrum, Lin Miao clearly felt that his hand twitched violently.

A man who has had his own business since he was 28 years old and is now 34 years old has seen his first fruits.

In the past six years, no matter whether it is wind, frost, rain and snow, or wind and snow along the way, the physical and mental suffering, the hardships and hardships, and the taste of it, only he understands in his own heart.

Hu Jianhui was already sitting on the stage, looking at Lao Lin and smiling.

She spoke softly, but Lin Miao could see the shape of her mouth clearly: "Come up and sit." ”

Lin Miao took a deep breath, this scene, Lao Lin had told him again and again.

This left Lao Lin with a regrettable scene in his life, and in this life, he finally let him see it with his own eyes.

"Dad. Lin Miao turned his head, looked at Lao Lin, who was a little embarrassed, and gently let go of his hand, "Go up, Director Dong is waiting for you." ”

Lao Lin looked at Director Dong.

Director Dong smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

Lao Lin turned his head and squatted down, with a slight red in his eyes.

He rubbed Lin Miao's small head melon, and said in a deep voice: "Son, you have to remember today, this is the most glorious day of Dad's life." ”

"Hmm. Lin Miao nodded, not daring to say anything, for fear of saying Lao Lin's tears.

Lao Lin exhaled a breath of turbidity and turned to the stage.

The audience burst into warm applause.

They are all people in the system, and no one will know in their hearts what it means to sit in this position on such an occasion.

Lin Miao and Jiang Ping sat down in the empty seats in the front row.

Jiang Ping hugged Li Xiao on her lap, and asked Lin Miao in a low voice with her eyebrows fluttering: "Is your father going to be an official?"

Lin Miao turned her head and the corners of her mouth raised: "Congratulations, Mrs. Lin." ”