Old Man Zheng just sat on the chair and looked at Han Qianfeng quietly, while the old housekeeper on the side stood with his head bowed with his eyes and nose and nose and heart, which made Han Qianfeng's heart even more bottomless.

Subconsciously wiping the sweat from his head, Han Qianfeng cautiously asked, "Old Zheng, did you send me over today, is there something wrong?"

It stands to reason that he hasn't done anything to offend the Zheng family.

It has been almost half an hour since he called himself, and he didn't say a word, he just looked at himself with a smile, in Han Qianfeng's eyes now, Old Man Zheng's smile was even sharper than a knife, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Now that Han Qianfeng has opened his mouth, Old Man Zheng is no longer silent, he smiled and said, "Xiao Han, don't be nervous, I don't have anything to do with the old man, the main thing is that I have been bored recently, I want to find someone to chat, and the children are not around, no, I really can't find anyone, so I just need to ask Lao Zheng to call you, sit, sit, don't stand, it's tired." ”

Chat?

Old Man Zheng's understatement, he would not believe it even if he was killed.

If it's really just a chat, you won't come to yourself, you know, if you want to say a word to Old Man Zheng, even if it's just a high-ranking official who says hello, that's too much, how can it be your turn, besides, when the old housekeeper called him before, he said it clearly, saying that he wanted to ask himself something.

No matter what it is, Han Qianfeng believes that his old buddy and good brother for so many years will not use this kind of thing to make himself happy, he is completely revealing to himself that the Zheng family needs to explain honestly.

But I really don't know what to explain.

Old man Zheng let himself sit, Han Qianfeng is really sitting and not standing now, fortunately, the old housekeeper on the side couldn't stand it at this time, and said, "The master asked you to sit and sit, I've been standing for more than half an hour, what does it look like." ”

With someone's words, Han Qianfeng finally sat down, but this sitting can be comfortable, it is like sitting on pins and needles.

This will make Old Man Zheng not grind his temperament anymore, but smiled and asked, "I heard that you and Zhang Qian have been very close recently, and you still want to build a farmhouse, right?"

Han Qianfeng didn't doubt why Old Man Zheng knew so clearly, after all, with the strength of the Zheng family, it was very simple to inquire about this kind of news, besides, Zhang Qian was ready to do it with great fanfare this time, and he didn't shy away from anything at all, so it was not surprising that the Zheng family could know this news.

So after Mr. Zheng's questioning, he then nodded, "Yes, Old Zheng, Xiao Zhang was planning this matter with me at the beginning of the year, and then because of Yao Qiang's matter, it was delayed, and recently he freed his hand, so he found me again, it should be completed in a few days." ”

"Who is this Yao Qiang?"

If Old Man Zheng can have an impression of Han Qianfeng, it has to be thanks to the old housekeeper and Zhang Qian's blessings, not to mention that he is just a little slippery in the county, but under the explanation of the old housekeeper on the side, he sighed, "It's over, and the person is dead, don't mention it again, bad luck." ”

Dead someone, bad luck?

It's bad luck, but Han Qianfeng also realized another meaning from it, that is, Yao Qiang's incident must have been suppressed, and it was suppressed very thoroughly, otherwise, how could people say it so lightly?

When talking to people like Mr. Zheng, you have to be careful, and before you say every word, you have to think seriously for three seconds, and after a person finishes a sentence, he must listen to the voiceover, otherwise, he won't know how he got into it at that time.

Of course, this is also what only those who have a heart will think about it like this, if Zhang Qian is here, he is not so poor, he can say whatever he wants, you like to listen to it casually, you like to listen to yourself and say a few more words, if you don't like to listen, he is too lazy to say it.

"Well, Zhang Qian is now in the period of struggle, if you can, you can help, but don't do everything for him, young people, you still need to exercise more, touch the nails a few more times, and you will have a long memory, do you say?"

"Yes, yes, Zheng Lao, you are right. ”

"It's not to teach you a lesson, it's just to tell you that it's okay to stop in moderation, okay, I'm a little tired, old man, you can get busy first. ”

Just two or three sentences, if you want to come here by yourself, you have to stand there for more than half an hour like a penalty station?

To be honest, Han Qianfeng didn't believe it even if he was killed, he thought in his heart, Old Man Zheng must have something to ask himself.

Sure enough, just as Old Man Zheng turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and called Han Qianfeng, and Han Qianfeng immediately responded, "Old Zheng, you say." ”

"By the way, there is another thing I want to ask you, that, you said last time, what kind of qigong did Zhang Qian use to pick up the old man's life, right?"

"Yes, yes, this is also what Xiao Zhang said himself, and before that, he also treated Steward Zheng's back injury. ”

"Oh, how much do you know about his qigong?"

"No, I don't know, this is all something that Xiao Zhang himself occasionally told me before, and I don't know much about the specific situation. ”

Old Man Zheng nodded, and left with the support of the old housekeeper, and just after his figure left Han Qianfeng's sight, Han Qianfeng let out a long breath and left the Zheng family.

However, in his car, he couldn't figure out, why did Old Man Zheng ask himself about Zhang Qian's so-called qigong, and suddenly his eyes shot two needle-like essences?

At that time, it was as if once he was dissatisfied with his answer, he would directly lose his life.

Could it be that there is any other meaning to this qigong?

Whether it was what happened in the city government or what happened to Han Qianfeng, Zhang Qian didn't know anything, after he couldn't get through to Han Qianfeng's phone, he pondered for a while, slapped his thigh, and thought of it.

On the other side of the municipal party committee, whether it will really help you or not, even if you do, if you don't come up with some rural characteristics, you won't be able to say it when the time comes.

And if this is a performance with rural characteristics, you have to find it in the countryside.

Isn't it a big joke that he thinks about things in the city with all his heart, but ignores the folk art troupe in the village.

This folk art troupe is a touring team, and there are many talented people in it, and it is said that it also went to the Spring Festival Gala on the local stage back then.

Zhang Qian is really resentful of himself now, and he is willing to seek the near and far, this is not a superfluous move to take off his pants and fart.

Without further ado, he ran to the recruitment site, and after telling Xu Fugui and Li Yinfeng, he rode his motorcycle straight to Wangjia Village, because he heard that this folk art troupe was going to perform in Wangjia Village recently, and he would definitely find someone there.

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