Text Volume 8 Carrying the Sword_Chapter 797 Get back the loss
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Just when Zhang Xiaoya was gambling with herself, Tang Cheng and Yang Meixia were in the restaurant, and Tang Cheng continued to tickle Yang Meixia.
In fact, Tang Cheng, who is very good at observing words and feelings, definitely has a delicate side in his heart, Tang Cheng has long noticed that Zhang Xiaoya's mood is lost, and her mood is a little sluggish, when Zhang Xiaoya goes out to the bathroom under the pretext of an excuse, when she turns around, Tang Cheng has already glimpsed it, and there seem to be tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.
Tang Cheng wanted to withdraw his hand from Yang Meixia's back.
However, Yang Meixia was not given for nothing, her personality was tricky, she wanted to drag Tang Cheng, she suddenly grabbed Tang Cheng's hand, and let Tang Cheng's hand touch her plump ass, she continued to coquettishly say: "Husband, the itchy part has shifted, and it has become here." โ
Tang Cheng helped Yang Meixia scratch her plump ass while looking at the door, hoping that Zhang Xiaoya's figure would appear soon.
However, Zhang Xiaoya has not yet come.
How to go to the bathroom, it takes so long! Tang Cheng was a little uneasy in his heart, so he wanted to leave the restaurant and go outside to see Zhang Xiaoya.
However, Yang Meixia didn't give it for nothing, she had a tricky personality, she suddenly covered her stomach, bent down in pain, grinned her teeth, and made a painful voice from her mouth: "Husband, my stomach hurts, it hurts me to death!"
Tang Cheng was taken aback, so he had to go over and support Yang Meixia and ask her if she needed to go to the hospital?
Yang Meixia would point to her upper abdomen and her lower abdomen, so that Tang Cheng would feel that she was enteritis, that she had stomach pain, and that it would feel like appendicitis for a while.
In this way, after ten minutes passed, Tang Cheng finally found out that Yang Meixia was pretending, so Tang Cheng left her and went out to find Zhang Xiaoya, because Zhang Xiaoya should be back. Tang Cheng hurriedly came out of the restaurant, he didn't worry about Zhang Xiaoya.
Yang Meixia saw Tang Cheng resolutely running out, she stopped, and still ran out with Tang Cheng.
In the bathroom, there was no Zhang Xiaoya at all.
Tang Cheng's brain buzzed, and he knew that Zhang Xiaoya must be angry!
Tang Cheng hurriedly ran out of the bathroom and went to the door, looking for Zhang Xiaoya in the small square at the door.
I saw a girl with long hair fluttering on a wooden bench in front of me, and her back was very much Zhang Xiaoya, so Tang Cheng hurriedly walked over happily and shouted: "Sister Xiaoya!"
As a result, the girl turned around and was not Zhang Xiaoya at all.
Tang Cheng searched around, but he didn't find Zhang Xiaoya.
Tang Cheng took a look at his watch, when Zhang Xiaoya came out on the pretext, Tang Cheng had seen the watch, and by now, twenty minutes had passed!
Tang Cheng said to himself, "It's been so long?"
At the intersection not far away, Zhang Xiaoya had already taken a taxi, and after getting in the car, she wiped away a handful of tears, and then called Han Ruoju and said, "Sister Ruoju, I promise you." โ
After Han Ruoju received a call from Zhang Xiaoya to cooperate, she immediately called back to Chang Jinhong, secretary general of the provincial party committee, and happily told Chang Jinhong: "To tell you a good news, Zhang Xiaoya promised me that she is willing to help Zhang Zhao become the director of the Provincial Department of Finance, and their organization department is responsible for recommending the election to the Standing Committee for discussion." โ
When Chang Jinhong heard this, he was also very excited, and hurriedly said happily: "Okay, okay, your Chairman Han has made a great contribution! I will definitely take credit for you in front of Secretary Mo, so that he can thank you well." โ
Han Ruoju smiled and said: "What is this, it is all my business, in Hudong Province, if you and Secretary Mo were not taken care of, and there would be no Han Ruoju today, Donghua Group would not have come to this day." โ
Chang Jinhong also smiled, put down Han Ruoju's good news call, and Chang Jinhong immediately called Mo Xiaolong.
Mo Xiaolong heard that Han Ruoju had done Zhang Xiaoya's work, Mo Xiaolong was also very happy, Mo Xiaolong groaned and said: "Very good, as long as the Organization Department agrees to report Zhang Zhao to our Standing Committee as a candidate, then, the next thing will be very easy to operate, you immediately get in touch with Kang Xin, let him operate in the Standing Committee, contact our people, as long as it is on the Standing Committee, we are the majority, Tang Cheng is still overjoyed." โ
Chang Jinhong immediately nodded and said, "I understand." โ
On the evening of that day, Mo Xiaolong was already strategizing, and the victory was in hand!
Tang Cheng and Yang Meixia were in the hotel, lingering to their heart's content.
Yang Meixia hugged Tang Cheng's neck and didn't let Tang Cheng leave her for a moment.
"I'm going to get all my losses back," she said. โ
The next day, Tang Cheng returned to the provincial government, and Yang Meixia stayed in the hotel to wait for news, she was determined to be the director of the finance department of Hudong Province.
Tang Cheng returned to the office, and the first thing he did was to call Zhang Xiaoya and ask her why she left last night? What did she do? Tang Cheng searched for a long time, but he didn't find her?
Zhang Xiaoya was no longer so emotional after a night of baptism, she said lightly: "Yesterday, I saw that you and Meixia were very affectionate and eager, especially her idea was very urgent, so I created an opportunity for you, so I didn't say hello to you, and left halfway, how about it?
Tang Cheng jokingly said: "Basically, there is no rest. โ
Zhang Xiaoya smiled and said, "You have to pay attention to your body." โ
The two ends were silent, and Tang Cheng said: "As long as you are not angry, I will rest assured, then let's do this first, and when Meixia's matter is over, I will repay you well." โ
When Tang Cheng said this, he still hit Zhang Xiaoya's heart, making her heart soften in an instant, and she really wanted to tell Zhang Zhao about it immediately, but she still held back.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Shi Bihai walked into Tang Cheng's office, and after closing the door, Shi Bihai said to Tang Cheng: "Governor, I feel a little unusual, the provincial party committee seems to be holding a standing committee again, and it seems to be about the thinking of most of the standing committee members, and it seems to be about the director of the provincial finance department." โ
When Tang Cheng heard this, he was also very vigilant, and hurriedly asked Shi Bihai, what did he know or hear?
Shi Bihai's executive vice governor was not given for nothing, he said to Tang Cheng: "I heard that it seems that there has been a new change in the candidate for the director of the provincial finance department, and the provincial party committee intends to transfer Comrade Zhang Zhao, deputy secretary general of the provincial party committee, to serve as the director of the finance department. โ
When Tang Cheng heard this, he asked, "Is it the Zhang Zhao who competed with Huo Gang last time for the secretary of the municipal party committee of Yanmangshan City?"
Shi Bihai replied: "Yes, it's him." โ
Tang Cheng's face sank, Zhang Zhao, obviously, that is Mo Xiaolong's person who is often Jinhong, they want to move Zhang Zhao out, obviously, it is to squeeze out Yang Meixia who Tang Cheng wants to promote.
Why didn't Zhang Xiaoya mention me to Tang Cheng about this!
Even if Mo Xiaolong wants Zhang Zhao as a candidate, he must first go through the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, and the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee has always regarded Yang Meixia as the best candidate!
Tang Cheng sent Shi Bihai away, picked up the phone on the table, and was about to dial Zhang Xiaoya again.