Tonight, I drank five or six taels of wine, Feng Yiming still walked a little shaky until he got home, and after listening to foul language for a whole day, Feng Wei'an, who was angry, took out the ring ruler from the drawer with a black face, pointed at his son and shouted: "Come over to me!"

Feng Yiming in his previous life didn't start drinking liquor until he went to the magic capital, after all, he is not yet an adult, and his body's resistance to alcohol is not so strong, he looked at his father in front of him with drunken eyes, smiled and grabbed each other's shoulders, and said inarticulately: "Don't worry, Dad, I have already done it with your son, Ming'er will know." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Feng Wei'an, who was thinking about how hard he beat this time, was stunned when he heard this, turned his head and watched his swaying son walk into the bedroom, falling headlong on the bed, Feng Wei'an rubbed the ring ruler in his hand, pacing back and forth in the living room, recalling that although Feng Yiming had caused a lot of things in the past year, he almost always got a lot of benefits.

Feng Wei'an wondered if he would wait any longer, but when he thought of the arrogant and domineering face of the second child of the family when he got off work today, and blatantly said that he would continue tomorrow, he couldn't help but itch his hands, and he really wanted to slap Feng Yiming hard!

"Ring, ring, ring, ......" The phone rang suddenly, interrupting Feng Wei'an's urge to kick his son's bedroom door.

"Secretary Zhang, I am. ”

Zhang Changhe's hearty laughter came, and the joy in the laughter could be heard through the microphone, "Lao Feng, no problem, just now the boss of the Xiang family, Xiang Ruifeng called and took over the matter, and Ming'er drove the two princes back to Yangcheng." ”

Feng Wei'an turned his head suspiciously to look at the wall, next door was his son's bedroom, and asked, "Xiang Ruifeng?"

"There are no conditions, I guess I can't stand it. Zhang Changhe said with a smile: "Xiang Ruifeng also mentioned that after a while, he would organize several batches of examination groups to come over for field visits, and when the time comes, the city government will receive them, and then you and he will get to know each other, and ease up." ”

When Feng Wei'an heard this, he tossed back and forth in his heart for a while, feeling that it was not a taste, and said in a deep voice: "The last time I chatted with Lao Ding and Ye Huai'an, Lao Ding also mentioned this Xiang Ruifeng, who was a slippery person in Qingping back then, and now he is taking all the responsibility down for the sake of face?

"This ......" Zhang Changhe smacked his lips and said, "I guess I have something to do with their Xiang family, you were from the Department of History back then, you should know this very well, right?"

Xiang is fighting for power and profit within the family, and would rather let Xiang lose face than force his younger brother down? It sounds quite reasonable, but Feng Wei'an, who just heard his son say "it's all done," doesn't think so.

Feng Yiming ran out to make trouble without eating dinner tonight, and he didn't go home until 9 o'clock, and he looked drunk, and casually said, "It's all done", and then Zhang Changhe immediately called and said, "It's all done"

There is no cat greasy in it, that is the hell, put down the microphone, Feng Wei'an thought in his mind, his son is now a ghost idea, and it is good that three out of ten of the words he says are true, it is rare to drink too much today, why don't you go to explore the mouth?

Feng Yiming, who was lying on the bed and falling asleep, didn't expect that his father, who was steady, polite, and upright and gentlemanly, would actually have such an idea, but fortunately, the door was pushed open with a bang at this time, and Feng's mother, who had finished class, came back.

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"Chairman Xiang, this is Feng Wei'an, secretary general of the municipal government. The director of the municipal government office solemnly introduced with a smile, Feng Weian stretched out his hand embarrassedly, at this time, he could only count on the chairman in front of him to do superficial work, and in the crowd behind him, in the corners of the side, there were schadenfreude gloating people everywhere.

The next moment, the expressions on everyone's faces froze, and everyone, including Huang An and the executive deputy mayor, looked at Xiang Ruifeng in a daze, took a step forward, enthusiastically stretched out his hands, held Feng Wei'an's right hand, and laughed like thunder, "Secretary General Feng, I've been looking up for a long time."

Feng Wei'an fought a cold war, and he was still thinking nonsensically in his heart about this sentence "long admiration and long admiration", this counter-sentence is generally used in martial arts novels, is it ......

Next, Xiang Ruifeng perfectly showed with his own actions, what is called humility, what is called revenge with virtue, and what is called what is called the prime minister's stomach can support the boat......

"I have no way to teach my son, let alone the next generation, even I, the eldest brother, have not taught my younger brother well, and I have caused trouble for Secretary General Feng. Xiang Ruifeng held Feng Wei'an's hand tightly and read the lines with a heavy face, "The economy in Yangcheng is developed, but people are very impetuous, and there is no way to compare with Qingping." ”

The deputy mayor in charge of education on the side had a good relationship with Feng Wei'an, and interjected with a smile: "Yes, Qingping's economy is not very developed here, but the people are simple and have strong educational resources. ”

Not only Feng Wei'an's colleagues, even Xiang Ruifeng complained in his heart, as far as Feng Yiming's appearance of breaking a leg and arm at every turn, how did you say the word "simple".

Xiang Ruifeng could only change the topic back stiffly, and said to Feng Wei'an with admiration on his face: "Secretary General Feng, let's have a good chat when we go back, I have to learn from you and teach my son, I am not as good as you!"

This sentence to Ruifeng is sincere, at least my son, who is in his third year of high school this year, will not encounter a dangerous situation, will work hard to help others get out of danger, and will not insidious and vicious to others, let alone use all kinds of trading methods to help his father tide over the difficulties.

Feng Wei'an was stunned, his lips trembled slightly several times, but in the end he still didn't say anything, you want to learn from me? How do you educate your son? Do you mean that I teach well? Do you mean that my son smoked your nephew right?

Xiang Ruifeng had already seen Huang An's black face on the side, and he didn't take it seriously at all, anyway, his family was not ready to invest in Qingping on a large scale, even if he set up a branch, eight out of ten of the people who came to preside over it were his younger brothers, and Huang An couldn't find his head if he wanted to find trouble.

"By the way, Mayor Huang, I don't have the list of government personnel who have contacted our Yangcheng Villagers Association this time? There should be Secretary General Feng, right?" Xiang Ruifeng was embarrassed today, and turned back to the assistant behind him and said: "You remember Secretary General Feng's phone number, and contact directly if you have something to do." ”

The onlookers couldn't believe their eyes, is there such a cheap person in the world? Their own skin is swollen by others, and they have to pat each other's ass!

"Since Nima wants to repay this favor debt, then I will do it to the end, don't you Feng Yiming want me to give your father a gift? Xiang Ruifeng listened to the praise of a few people on the side, and thought so in his heart.