Zhao Changfeng didn't expect to meet Jiang Wenjing in this way.

Jiang Wenjing is dressed very simply, a small light yellow jacket plus a pair of casual jeans, a pair of Adidas travel shoes on her feet, and a short hair, which looks ordinary but fashionable and generous, giving people a fresh and bright feeling.

When Zhao Changfeng came in, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Jiang Wenjing with short hair. In Zhao Changfeng's memory, Jiang Wenjing has always had long hair flowing with black smoke, and Zhao Changfeng also knew that Jiang Wenjing's love for her hair was even more than her fair and delicate skin, but he didn't expect that Jiang Wenjing was willing to cut her long hair and get a tomboy hairstyle.

"Wen Jing, hello, long time no see." Zhao Changfeng stretched out his hand.

Jiang Wenjing stretched out her white and tender little hand and shook it with Zhao Changfeng, and said, "Mayor Zhao, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to accept my interview. ”

Zhao Changfeng's smile was a little bitter, and he sat opposite Jiang Wenjing.

"Wen Jing, what are you going to eat today? I'm in for a treat. ”

Jiang Wenjing waved his hand and said, "Mayor Zhao, today you are my interview subject, according to the rules of our press industry, I want to invite you to dinner." ”

"Wen Jing, when did the press have such good rules?" Zhao Changfeng said with a smile: "In my impression, the journalist is the uncrowned king, don't say anything about eating everywhere, and there are red envelopes to take!" ”

"Really?" There was a faint sneer on the corner of Jiang Wenjing's mouth, "I don't know how big a red envelope Mayor Zhao plans to give me this time?" ”

"Me?" Zhao Changfeng shrugged his shoulders, "There are no red envelopes." This time, the media who came to follow the interview, I didn't give out a dime of red envelopes. ”

"Sure enough, it's Zhao Laojiao." Jiang Wenjing chuckled, his eyes stared at Zhao Changfeng tightly, and said, "Mayor Zhao, I will understand as soon as you say that." You have indeed lost your cunning nature. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect the quiet reporter to become so aggressive." Zhao Changfeng said in his heart Fortunately, he was prescient and didn't let Liu Junkang come with him, otherwise seeing his embarrassed appearance, Liu Junkang didn't know how to laugh at him in secret, "Let's not talk about this, you came all the way from Zhongzhou, you must be hungry, right?" I'll order something first, and we'll talk while we eat. With that, Zhao Changfeng went to get the menu.

Jiang Wenjing snatched the menu at once and said, "Mayor Zhao, you still save your money, I said, I'll treat you." Saying that, Jiang Wenjing waved and called the waiter on the side, "Put this menu away, we have one menu is enough." ”

The waiter was a pure little girl, not very old, and she wanted to laugh when she saw Zhao Changfeng's deflated appearance, but she didn't dare to laugh, so she had to hold back her strength and secretly enjoy it in her heart.

Zhao Changfeng watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help coughing, and the little waiter hurriedly straightened his face and made a serious look: "May I ask what Mr. and Madam want?" ”

Jiang Wenjing flipped through the menu and said, "A cold spinach, a hot and sour shredded potato, a stir-fried cabbage, and a mountain bracken." Well, that's all for these four dishes. ”

The little waiter said in embarrassment: "Madam, the minimum consumption of our box here is two hundred and eight, you order these four dishes?" ”

Jiang Wenjing smiled and said, "Give me a bottle of 52-degree Wuliangye." ”

The little waiter's face was embarrassed, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Sir, madam, please wait a moment, come up immediately." "Drinks can undoubtedly bring greater rewards to the little waiter than the cost of the food. No matter how much the customer ordered, the waiter did not take a commission, but as long as the drink was ordered, there was a corkage fee. This bottle of 52-degree Wuliangye, the little waiter can earn 20 yuan for the corkage fee, of course she has to smile.

Zhao Changfeng watched quietly from the side, and when the little waiter went out, he said, "Wen Jing, why are they all vegetarian?" Didn't you sincerely scrape the oil and water in my belly? ”

"Yes!" Jiang Wenjing said lightly: "I just sincerely scrape the oil and water in your stomach." Mayor Zhao eats big fish and meat every day, and occasionally eats a vegan feast, and he can't die of hunger! ”

Zhao Changfeng was choked up, so he had to change the topic and asked, "Wen Jing, why are you willing to cut your hair?" The last time I saw you, you had long hair! As soon as this sentence came out, Zhao Changfeng felt regretful, the last time he saw Jiang Wenjing was at his wedding with Fang Jiayi on June 18. At that time, Jiang Wenjing also served as Fang Jiayi's bridesmaid, and Zhao Changfeng originally thought that Jiang Wenjing would not agree...... Jiang Wenjing smiled faintly and said, "What's so strange? Something that is not your own, can you keep it for a lifetime? There are some things that should be discarded. ”

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Zhao Changfeng didn't know what to say, and there was a knock on the door outside the box: "Boss ......" is Liu Junkang's voice.

"Come in." Zhao Changfeng responded, and he said in his heart that Liu Junkang was really empathetic, and he always came out to help him out when he was most embarrassed.

"The phone call of Wang Dachao, deputy minister of the Propaganda Department." Liu Junkang is holding his mobile phone.

Wang Dachao has worked in the Propaganda Department for more than ten years, and is an old propagandist, specially responsible for receiving reporters who come to Pibei City for interviews.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Changfeng did not answer the phone.

"He said that a lot of reporters have come to cover the pollution situation in Dalongxi, please tell me what to do." Liu Junkang pressed the mute button on his mobile phone, not afraid that Wang Dachao would hear it.

Zhao Changfeng stretched out his hand, and Liu Junkang hurriedly handed the phone to Zhao Changfeng.

"Minister Wang, I'm Zhao Changfeng."

"Mayor Zhao, the reporters have come to the Propaganda Department, look ——??" Wang Dachao cautiously asked.

"How many media outlets are coming?" Zhao Changfeng asked.

"I just made a rough count, there are thirteen media outlets."

"Why are there so many?" Zhao Changfeng deliberately frowned and said, "Didn't you just ask your Propaganda Department to notify the four media?" ”

Wang Dachao hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Mayor Zhao, we only notified the "Central Plains Daily", "Zhongzhou Evening News", "Tianyang Daily", and Tianyang TV, but I don't know why so many media reporters came. ”

said that he didn't know, but Wang Dachao understood in his heart, how well-informed are the reporters? It's not windy yet on your side, and he knows it's going to rain. They are everywhere and do not miss a single opportunity. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some reporters come to grab the news out of their sensitivity to the news. But most of the reporters came for another purpose. Especially when there is news such as liability accidents in the local area, these reporters can not only eat, drink and play for nothing, but also receive a large or small red envelope according to the influence of their respective media. Local governments generally use this means to win over the media, connect with reporters, and try to avoid negative news exposure in the media.

"yes, got it." Zhao Changfeng said lightly: "If you come, you will come." Tell them that tomorrow the comprehensive management team will leave for the time, and they are willing to go with the team to interview, so just go along. Saying that, Zhao Changfeng was about to hang up the phone.

"Mayor Zhao," Wang Dachao hurriedly said, "I, I still have something to report to you." ”

"What else?" Zhao Changfeng asked knowingly.

"Mayor Zhao, there are so many reporters here, according to the custom, I want to invite them to dinner, and I also have to prepare a little souvenir for them." Wang Dachao said cautiously, "But, Mayor Zhao, you also know that the Propaganda Department is a poor yamen with limited funds. Do you think you can say hello to the director of the Finance Bureau and allocate a special amount of money? ”

"Is there such a rule?" Zhao Changfeng said coldly, "Minister Wang, we can't encourage the unhealthy tendencies of the reporters. As he spoke, Zhao Changfeng deliberately glanced at Jiang Wenjing opposite, Jiang Wenjing glared at him fiercely, and wanted to raise his fist to threaten him, but because his secretary Liu Junkang was present, he had to endure it.

"In this way, Minister Wang, the four media in Bibei City who have sent invitation letters, you take them to the county government axe canteen for a working meal. As for other media, they will not be accepted. ”

"Mayor Zhao, but ......" Wang Dachao still has to speak.

"I still have some things to attend to here, so let's get back to it." Zhao Changfeng hung up the phone and handed the phone to Liu Junkang: "Junkang, if it's still the phone of the Propaganda Department later, you can just say I'm busy." ”

"Got it, boss." Liu Junkang smiled knowingly and went out with his mobile phone.

"Mayor Zhao, I didn't expect our media reporters to be so unbearable in your mind." Jiang Wenjing said coldly: "Fortunately, I had the foresight to invite you to dinner. If you're on a treat, after I've eaten, you're not sure what to say about me behind my back? ”

Zhao Changfeng hurriedly smiled and said, "Wen Jing, you are too careful." What is the relationship between us? ”

Jiang Wenjing said with a cold face: "What does it matter?" It is the relationship between the interview and the interviewed. Mayor Zhao, I'm here to interview you today, not to catch up on the past. Except for matters related to the pollution of Dalongxi, other topics are not to be discussed. ”

At this time, the little waiter was holding a bottle of Wuliangye, and several waiters followed in with four vegetarian dishes. Presumably Liu Junkang explained in private and asked the restaurant owner to hurry up and serve the dishes in this box.

Zhao Changfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, eat first, and after eating, I will be interviewed by a reporter from Jiang University." ”

(To be continued)

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