There were two hundred copies of "Luomei Collection" in the bookcase in the corner of the study, but the director of the Wen Department couldn't get it, in case Zhao Changfeng or Shi Molan glanced at it, wouldn't it expose his lies on the spot? Director Wen thought that there were still a few books in the cabinet in the bedroom, and wanted to beckon Xiaojuan to pick them up, but he was worried that Xiaojuan would be stunned, what if he took two books over? So the director of the Wen Department said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Shi, you sit down first, and I'll go get the book." --Fengwu Literature Network--"

After the director of the Wen Department went out, Zhao Changfeng and Shi Molan exchanged a look, and they both looked a little unbearable.

The time was not much, the director of the Department of Culture came in with a brand new "Plum Collection", Zhao Changfeng hurriedly stood up to meet it, took the book from the hand of the director of the Department of Culture with both hands, and said: "Great, great, this time I went back to Bibei City, I don't know how many people envy me!" As he spoke, he looked at this beautifully bound book over and over again, and couldn't put it down.

The director of the Wen Department stroked his round belly and laughed, and said, "Xiao Zhao, are you exaggerating?" It's just a book, what is there to envy others? ”

Zhao Changfeng said seriously: "Director Wen, I don't know how many people can't buy this book, otherwise why would there be piracy?" Not only did I get the original copy today, but it was also given to me by you, the director of the Cultural Affairs Department. By the way, Director of the Cultural Affairs Department, I still have to work hard for you to sign my name. Or those cadres in Bibei City thought I was bragging, and bought a copy of "Luomei Ji" elsewhere, pretending that you gave it to me! "Good, good!" The director of the cultural department happily agreed, and said: "I'll give you a name, and if anyone says that you are bragging, you can let them ask me directly." ”

Zhao Changfeng diligently opened the title page of "Luomei Collection" and spread it on the desk. The Director smiled. Picking up a Parker gold pen, he wrote on the title page:

There is nothing more beautiful in the world than having a few pure friends with upright minds and hearts!

Little friends are long and elegant.

When Zhao Changfeng saw the word "little friend", he knew in his heart that even if he didn't enter the director of the cultural department, at least he could be regarded as a person on the edge of the director of the cultural department. Calling him "Xiaoyou" instead of calling him "Comrade Changfeng", the difference between intimacy and alienation is still very clear, and Zhao Changfeng really didn't expect it. --Fengwu Literature Network--The role of a pirated book is so great. It seems that Shi Molan is really not simple, and it is far from what ordinary people can do to deal with officialdom affairs.

Zhao Changfeng thought in his heart, but his mouth was not idle, as soon as the director of the cultural department put away the pen, Zhao Changfeng praised: "Good calligraphy!" I don't know much about calligraphy, but I can still get a rough idea. Is the head of the cultural hall a teacher of Song Huizong, Zhao Jidi, and a thin gold body? However, it looks slightly richer than the thin gold body. I didn't expect the director of the Wen Department to write well. The words are so beautiful! ”

Shi Molan shook his head and smiled while the director of the Wen Department, knowing that Zhao Changfeng must be right. The director shook his head modestly. Laughter is joy. Zhao Changfeng is saying what he is most proud of. So Shi Molan also said: "Xiao Zhao, I don't know anything about calligraphy, you still know what it is, but I don't know these at all, I only know whether the handwriting looks good or not." The words of the director of the department are beautiful to look at! ”

The director of the Wen Department stretched out his hand and nodded at Shi Molan: "Xiao Shi, if you hold me high in the clouds, aren't you afraid that I will fall?" O you young people! The words look like a reproach, but as long as you are not a fool, you can hear that the director of the cultural department is actually very happy.

With this episode of the inscription of the gift book. Everyone sat down again. The atmosphere was different again, and the eyes of the director of the cultural department began to patronize Zhao Changfeng. Kind and warm.

Zhao Changfeng had the heart to please Director Wen, so he pointed to the pot of orchids with broken leaves and asked, "Director Wen, what is the name of this orchid?" Its flowers are so beautiful. ”

When the director of the cultural hall landed on the orchid with yellow-green petals and bright red stamens like bloodstone, his eyes were a little warm, as if he was looking at his first love. After thinking about it for a long time, the director of the Department of Culture said: "Xiao Zhao, the scientific name of this orchid is Triangular Shrimp Spine Orchid, which is a national first-class protected plant. At present, there will never be more than 10 plants in China. This one is a friend in the Dabie Mountains, and he knows that I like orchids, so he sent them to me. It's just a pity that the two leaves were eaten by insects. ”

"The director of the Department of Culture is a cultural person, and his preferences are different from those of other leading cadres." Zhao Changfeng said: "Actually, I also like orchids. The ancients called Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum the Four Gentlemen, and the orchid can be said to be the favorite of the ancient literati and ink writers. I remember that Master Confucius once said: Zhilan was born in a deep valley, and she is not fragrant without people; A gentleman cultivates morality and does not change his temper for the sake of poverty. In the eyes of Confucianism, the orchid is simply the representative flower of the high wind and bright festival. ”

The director of the cultural department said approvingly: "It's not simple, it's not simple! How many young people today can know the words of Master Confucius? Speaking of liking orchids, the great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty was especially great, he once said: For grass as orchid, for wood as pine; The orchid fragrance is far away, and the pine cold does not change its appearance. It is also said that the orchid is even like a gentleman, born in the deep mountains and thin bushes, not for no one and not fragrant, what a noble character! I don't actually have any other hobbies, I just like to raise orchids, orchids are good! ”

After talking for a while, Shi Molan saw that the time was not early, and said: "It's not early, Director Wen, you and your aunt should rest early, and Xiao Zhao and I will come to see you and the second elder another day." ”

The director of the cultural department talked very much, and he said: "Don't be in a hurry, right? Sit down again. Zhao Changfeng saw that Director Wen didn't seem to be saying polite words, so he decided that he should stay and sit for a while, but when he saw Shi Molan's appearance, he had no choice but to echo and said, "Director Wen, you and your aunt have been busy for a day, let's rest early." ”

"It's good!" The director of the Wen Department smiled and said, "Xiao Zhao, come often in the future!" He stood up and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Shi Molan and Zhao Changfeng one by one. Zhao Changfeng felt that the head of the cultural hall held his hand very strongly, and even made him feel a little painful. Zhao Changfeng deeply comprehended the handshake of the director of the Wen Department, felt that it was meaningful, and his heart was warm.

After leaving the director's house, turning to the café and getting into the car, Shi Molan and Zhao Changfeng glanced at each other, and both had a mysterious smile on their faces. Although he did not mention anything about the coalbed methane pipeline network project in Beibei City, Zhao Changfeng was convinced that as long as he sent the report to the Construction Department, Director Ma would definitely take special care of it.

Shi Molan moved the car and suddenly asked, "Changfeng, do you really like orchids?" ”

"yes, I really like it." Zhao Changfeng didn't realize that Shi Molan had changed his title from "Mayor Zhao" to "Changfeng", he said: "I still remember many poems about orchids sung by my predecessors, and many of Qu Yuan's poems mention orchids. What Hu Jiang Li and Xue Zhixi, Su Qiulan thought that Pei, Yu Zilan's nine Wan Xi, and Shu Hui to a hundred acres, Qiu Lan Xi Wu, Luo Sheng Xi Tang. There are also Yangzhou eight monsters Zheng Banqiao, is also a madman who likes orchids, he not only painted seventy or eighty orchid paintings, but also wrote more than eighty poems about orchids, he said to learn flowers, love to be Zhilan, like him clean and clean, can cleanse my intestines, is simply to take orchids as an example, self-encouragement. ”

Shui Mo Lan smiled and said: "Changfeng, today is really interesting, you and the director of the cultural hall both like orchids, and I also have an orchid in my name, and the three of us are really competing with orchids today." As soon as the words came out, Shui Molan suddenly felt inappropriate. Zhao Changfeng likes orchids, and she just named her name with the word "orchid", which sounded like she was hinting at something. For a while, she couldn't help but feel hot, she secretly glanced at Zhao Changfeng, but now Zhao Changfeng did not have the slightest abnormality, it stands to reason that she should rest assured, but I don't know why there was a sense of loss in my heart, and I couldn't help but snort.

Zhao Changfeng had actually noticed it, but in this case, he could only pretend to be confused. He heard Shui Molan snort, so he hurriedly diverted the topic and diverted Shui Molan's attention: "Mr. Shi, it seems that the director of the Department of Culture is really an elegant person, and he has raised a yard of orchids, which is really rare among leading cadres. ”

Shui Molan's attention was really diverted, she smiled and said, "What Yaren?" Changfeng, do you know how much an orchid in the courtyard of the Minister of Culture is worth? ”

Zhao Changfeng shook his head and said, "How much?" ”

Shui Molan stretched out two white and tender fingers.

"Wouldn't it? It's worth two million? Zhao Changfeng was taken aback, those orchids looked bland, how could they be worth so much money?

Changfeng shook his head and said, "How much?" ”

Shui Molan stretched out two white and tender fingers.

"Wouldn't it? It's worth two million? Zhao Changfeng was taken aback, those orchids looked bland, how could they be worth so much money?

Changfeng shook his head and said, "How much?" ”

Shui Molan stretched out two white and tender fingers.

"Wouldn't it? It's worth two million? Zhao Changfeng was taken aback, those orchids looked bland, how could they be worth so much money?

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