Yang Zhengyi went back to the town that afternoon, carrying some meat, pork offal, pickled radishes, and pickled radishes, dried pickled radishes, and even two bottles of Xiangshui Daqu of the Wu family.

Well, he doesn't see himself as an outsider anymore.

Yang Zhengyi went to Yang Guiping, because Yang Guiping was still on duty in the town for the past two days, and then he would go home for the New Year.

For a new opportunity, Yang Zhengyi is already a little impatient.

Although he has been very unhappy over the years, Yang Zhengyi is not stupid. Now that he already knows that Yang Guiping's background can reach the sky, then he has to lean over as soon as possible, and now is a good opportunity.

As the saying goes, the icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow.

At this time of the Chinese New Year, most of the people in the town government have gone home for the New Year, and only a few people in various departments are left on duty in turns.

"Hey, Director Yang, why are you back today? It's not you on duty today!"

"Mayor Yang, it's hard work on duty. My father-in-law's family just killed the New Year's pig, and I thought that you were on duty here alone, and there was nothing to eat in the canteen, so I got a little wine and meat to treat you for the New Year, and we had a good drink in the evening. ”

Once he puts his posture down, Yang Zhengyi's mouth is still quite able to speak, after all, he is also a college student in his early years, and he has been in the government department for so many years.

Yang Guiping was slightly surprised.

In his impression, this Yang Zhengyi usually does things quite seriously, but he is decent, he will not be too close to any town leader, and he has not a deep friendship with him, why did he suddenly care about himself today?

However, Yang Guiping was indeed a little moved.

He has not been in Chengguan Town for a long time, and he doesn't know too many people, and he is not a local, so he doesn't even have a place to go during the Chinese New Year. As Yang Zhengyi said, the canteen is no longer open at this time, and he is embarrassed to eat a bite of food, and he really feels cold.

It seems that this Yang Zhengyi is not bad, and he knows how to care and be considerate of his colleagues.

But Yang Guiping immediately thought again, this Yang Zhengyi is not showing favor to himself and wants to get closer to me, right?

However, he quickly dispelled this suspicion.

After all, he has just arrived in Chengguan Town, and he is very low-key, so no one should know his background for the time being. If this Yang Zhengyi really wants to tie up with the leader, there is also the secretary of the town mayor above, and he doesn't need to tie up with himself, the low-ranking deputy mayor.

Since this is the case, let's take this opportunity to have a good relationship with Yang Zhengyi, after all, he has worked here for so many years, and he is very familiar with the situation of the local and town government, so it is convenient for him to understand the situation.

"Director Yang, since it's okay, then accompany me to play a game of chess!" Yang Guiping took the initiative to send out an invitation.

In this era, cadres don't have much entertainment.

Mahjong with a gambling nature cannot be played casually, and it can only be played secretly. This is because in this era, gambling is relatively strict, and cadres must take the lead in banning gambling.

Playing cards can only be played with upgrades, which is the so-called "double lift" of two decks of cards, but this requires four people.

Then there is chess and Go.

Among the cadres in townships and towns, everyone can play chess, but the level is different.

As for Go, only a few young cadres with a relatively high level of education can play it.

Yang Guiping took out chess, because he had never played with Yang Zhengyi, and he didn't know if he would play Go.

Yang Zhengyi happily sat down.

Being able to be invited to play chess by Yang Guiping is a kind of progress, if you can meet him in chess, then you will have more opportunities to play chess with him in the future, so that if the two can become chess friends, the relationship will be close.

Yang Zhengyi is ready to do everything he can.

His chess prowess really surprised Yang Guiping.

As far as the level of chess is concerned, Yang Guiping thinks that he is good. As early as when he was a student, he won the ranking of the school chess competition. After coming to Chengguan Town, he also found a lot of people to play, but unfortunately he couldn't find anyone with the same chess ability, which made him very unhappy.

Now it's okay, Yang Zhengyi is not only on par with him, but even has a slight advantage. Yang Guiping originally wanted to play chess with him and talk about Chengguan Town, but seeing this, he had to temporarily suspend this idea and put all his energy on the chessboard.

"Director Yang, your chess skills are very good, why do you rarely see you play?" After a few games, Yang Guiping asked in surprise.

Yang Zhengyi said with a smile: "Hey, I still practiced this bit of chess when I was in college, and I rarely play it after I arrived in the town." I'm not afraid to be honest with you, and it's not interesting to play with those stinky chess baskets. ”

Yang Guiping thought so, and suddenly had a feeling of bosom friend. He said, "Then the two of us will have to do it later." ”

"No problem, it's fun with you. ”

Yang Zhengyi happily agreed, which was something he couldn't ask for.

When it was time to get off work, the two went to Yang Zhengyi's house together, ready to have a good drink.

Yang Zhengyi stir-fried the vegetables quickly, and soon, a plate of small fried meat, a plate of fried pork liver, a plate of pork intestines, and a plate of pickled radishes were served on the table.

"Director Yang, the craftsmanship is good!" Yang Guiping said casually.

He took a look, and the home-cooked dishes on the table were quite good, it seemed that this Director Yang usually cooked at home, and he couldn't help but think of his "reputation" for tracheitis.

Yang Zhengyi said self-deprecatingly: "Hehe, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I don't do much at home this job, and my skills have already been practiced." ”

Yang Guiping smiled tacitly.

He thought to himself, this person dares to face his own troubles, and he should be quite open-minded. This made him have a little more affection for Yang Zhengyi.

So he talked to Yang Zhengyi: "What about my sister-in-law, why didn't my sister-in-law come back with you?"

"She, she was fooled by his nephew, stayed there to do things with him, and was ready to leave her job without pay and go with him to open a food processing factory. ”

What? Leave without pay to open a food processing factory?

Yang Guiping's interest was aroused at once.

The topic soon came to Wu Xiaozheng, the demon, and Yang Zhengyi told everything that happened to Wu Xiaozheng, except for things related to Yang Guiping.

"Isn't it, he's a child under the age of fourteen, can he tell you about the market economy?" Yang Guiping felt incredible.

"Yes, I haven't reacted yet, I was stunned by a fourteen-year-old boy, but I was really convinced by what he said. ”

Is there such a demon?

Then Yang Guiping made a more presumptuous request: "Can you take me to your father-in-law's house for a meal at noon tomorrow?"

Yang Guiping became interested in Wu Xiaozheng.