In the next few days, Feng Yiming specially ran to Dongdaemun Street a few times, but he didn't find any good things, but there were a few gadgets, and he bought them back and put them away to please Zhang Jingjing in the future. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That afternoon, Feng Yiming was still rubbing in the library, and took out an illustrated version of "Golden Plum Bottle" from the bookshelf, and he was looking at it energetically, thinking that this "Golden Plum Bottle" would be worth a lot of money in ten years, and he didn't know if he could get it out.

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder on the back, "Hey, big brother, what are you looking at here?"

Before Feng Yiming could put the book away, Zhao Jinshan snatched it with sharp eyes, glanced at it a few times, and said in admiration: "Big brother, you are really tall, you dare to bring this kind of book in to read, and you are not afraid of being caught." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, one of the four famous books of the Ming Dynasty, and it wasn't brought in by me, it's a library book. ”

"What? There are still such books in the library, how many times have I been to the library, and I really came back empty. Zhao Jinshan exclaimed, turned a few pages, and said with a smile: "Pull it down, one of the four famous works of the Ming Dynasty, there are illustrations on every page, the ghost knows what you see!"

Feng Yiming didn't speak with a dark face, this guy was talking too loudly, and several students nearby looked at the cover of the book, and then stared at Feng Yiming with contempt or admiration.

Throwing the book back on the shelf, Feng Yiming dragged Zhao Jinshan out of the door, "You kid don't deal with me?

"Hehe, no, no, big brother, you kicked the ball, fought, read the yellow book, and the little brother admired it very much. ”

Feng Yiming couldn't help but explain: "That's not the Yellow Book, that's ...... Forget it, I won't explain it to you, you are ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jinshan pulled him around and said, "Grandpa, he helped that morning, otherwise you would have to suffer a lot." ”

Walking over was an old man with a clear face, his eyes were bright, not quite like Zhao Jinshan, but the skin of the two of them was almost dark, and the old man smiled: "Oh, I really want to thank you that day, which college are you from?"

Feng Yiming was a little hesitant and a little nervous, and then he glanced at Zhao Jinshan and said, "Grandpa Zhao, I am not a student of Normal University, a senior high school student of Qingping City, my name is Feng Yiming." ”

Zhao Xinleng froze, "Qingping", in this place, he climbed to the highest peak of his life, and it was also in this place that he lost face and had to roll back to the river, so far Zhao Xin still curses Huang An from time to time at home.

"Qingping City No. 1 Middle School, who is your father?" Zhao Xin's eyes were unpredictable, and ordinary students would not know themselves.

"My dad is Victor Fung. Feng Yiming looked at Zhao Xin's face changed, looked at Zhao Jinshan beside him, and explained unhurriedly: "My mother is a teacher in the city's No. 1 Middle School, and she came to the provincial capital to continue her education during the summer vacation. ”

Zhao Xin's solemn gaze eased at this time, and he suddenly remembered the incident that the secretary told him before leaving Qingping, that is, Feng Wei'an's son broke the whereabouts of Huang An's exclusive driver in the city's No. 1 Textile Factory, which caused Huang An's tail to be exposed later.

Zhao Xin smiled and said, "Okay, Feng Yiming, right? How are the results of the high school entrance examination? Jinshan will also take the high school entrance examination next year." ”

"Fourth place in the city. ”

"Oh? It's really good, the city No. 1 middle school is famous in the province, if the high school can maintain this ranking, the college entrance examination can be admitted to Qinghua University, Capital University." Zhao Xin rubbed his hands, thinking that this child had no intention of helping himself once, and helping his grandson again, but it was the lucky star of the Zhao family.

Feng Yiming lowered his head and smiled shyly and didn't speak, but he didn't notice that Zhao Jinshan, who was used to seeing Feng Yiming's "iceberg mode" during this time, couldn't close his open mouth.

"In this way, tonight, do you know the Jiangnan Hotel opposite the Normal University? In the evening, there will be two people at home, Jinshan and me, you and your mother, let's come together, and everyone will get together." Zhao Xin made up his mind to return the favor to the Feng family.

Feng Yiming's brain spun rapidly, and he hesitated and said, "Grandpa Zhao has a treat, of course I want to come, but I originally made an appointment with a friend of Jianghe in the evening, can I ......?"

Zhao Xin waved his hand, "Your little friend, it's okay, let's come together, I didn't expect you to have friends in Jianghe." ”

Feng Yiming nodded vigorously, waited for Zhao Xin to go away, and hurriedly ran to the gate.

Zhang Changhe came to Jianghe this time to try to explore the matter of the project establishment of the highway from Qingping to Pingjiang, and after inquiring about the project from a friend of the Provincial Planning Commission, he learned that the project is not difficult, the key is the source of funds, and it is impossible for the Provincial Department of Finance to allocate funds for this road, Zhang Changhe did not expect the province to allocate much money, and he had already asked his wife to go to SH to inquire about the market, and was about to return to Qingping, but the doorbell rang.

The secretary at the door opened the door, saw that it was a little boy, bowed his head and asked a few words, and then walked back and whispered: "It's Feng Yiming, Secretary General Feng of the municipal government......"

Zhang Changhe interrupted the secretary's words and waved at Feng Yiming at the door, "Come in, you came just in time, I will go back to Qingping immediately, Miao Miao and Ye Zi and they will go out to play, it is estimated that they will come back later, I heard Ye Huai'an say that you have first-hand cooking skills, and dinner will be handed over to you." ”

Feng Yiming took Zhang Changhe's hand and secretly exerted himself, "Uncle Zhang, what should I do if Miao Miao is looking for me to make trouble about that matter?"

Zhang Changhe lowered his head and asked suspiciously: "Why, I haven't picked up anything good on the street in the past few days, okay, you come here to have a look." He took Feng Yiming into the bedroom.

"What's wrong?" Watching Feng Yiming close the bedroom door, Zhang Changhe secretly wondered in his heart, this kid really doesn't look like he is fifteen or sixteen years old.

Feng Yiming said softly: "This afternoon, I met Director Zhao Xin Zhao. ”

The hairs on Zhang Changhe's body stood up, and he pressed Feng Yiming's shoulder, "What's the matter?" ”

Feng Yiming knew Zhao Xin's grandson by playing football, and became acquainted with the two after the fight with the students of the Institute of Physical Education, and talked about Secretary Zhao Xin's evening treat just now, so he smiled and expressed his merits: "Uncle Zhang, I told Grandpa Zhao that I made an appointment with a friend of Jianghe in the evening, and Grandpa Zhao waved his hand and said come together." ”

Zhang Changhe stood up and paced back and forth, the current situation in Qingping City is that the two sides are afraid of the wolf with a hemp stick, Zhao Xin was urgently transferred, leaving a large number of cadres, some of them immediately changed their courts, but more of them were waiting and seeing. Huang An just forced Zhao Xin away, and he didn't dare to blatantly suppress and exclude, but Zhang Changhe was temporarily airborne, even if there was Feng Wei'an, Ding Xiangzhong's henchmen of such a high level, they couldn't immediately unite to this batch of cadres, Zhang Changhe urgently needed a middleman, an introducer who could break this layer of paper with a single poke, after all, Feng Wei'an, Ding Xiangzhong has never stood in line in Qingping.

This middleman is naturally best Zhao Xin himself, for most of the past half a month, Zhang Changhe has been trying to find a way to get on the line with Zhao Xin, looking for a lot of relationships back and forth, but Zhao Xin is a very strong temper, and there are only a handful of good friends, and the people of the Provincial Department of Finance will scold in private when they think of Zhang Changhe, where are they willing to pull this line, Zhang Changhe also asked his friends in the army to think of a way, and there has been no response so far.

"Which hotel is it at night, what time is it?" Zhang Changhe made up his mind, if he could have this opportunity, could Zhao Xin still tear his face with himself in front of the two children?