At ten o'clock, a plane flying from Yanjing to Dalian landed at Chengwai International Airport on time.

After the plane came to a standstill, several people in the system dressed formally and carrying briefcases followed the passengers on the same flight out of the airport passage in turn.

Outside the airport passage, several people in the Dalian system waited for a long time under the leadership of Dalian's second-in-command.

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When the group of people carrying briefcases appeared, Mayor Shi, the second-in-command of Dalian City, led the accompanying officials to immediately greet them.

"Minister Chang, on behalf of the Dalian Municipal Party Committee and the Dalian Municipal Government, I welcome you to visit Dalian with relevant comrades to inspect the work." Soon, Dalian's second-in-command, Mayor Shi, stepped forward and shook the hand of Chang Xin, Vice Minister of Commerce, with a lot of strength and an extremely polite attitude.

Facing Mayor Shi with an enthusiastic face, Changxin smiled and said: "Mayor Shi's words are serious, what is needed for the work, not the inspection work." ”

Hearing Chang Xin's words, Mayor Shi smiled, but still did not let go of his hands, but said: "Minister Chang, Secretary Yan is going to attend a video and telephone conference in the morning, and he failed to come to pick you up, so he specially asked me to make amends for you on his behalf, saying that when he arrived at the wine table, he punished himself with three glasses." ”

"Secretary Yan has just taken over the work in Dalian, and we are busy with affairs, and we just came to cooperate with Secretary Yan and all of you in the work, so we can't make it so grand." Changxin smiled faintly, not minding that Emperor Yan Qing didn't come to pick him up.

And all Dalian officials, including Mayor Shi, secretly sighed when they heard Changxin's words.

This time, the reason why Changxin came to Dalian with the relevant personnel of the Ministry of Commerce was entirely for the thorough summit held in Dalian three days later, to put it simply, it was to assist the local government of Dalian to reach investment agreements with those domestic and foreign enterprises.

After a short conversation, the relevant personnel of the Ministry of Commerce, represented by Changxin, and some officials who had reached the department level represented by Mayor Shi shook hands with each other.

Among them, including Mayor Shi, among the officials in Dalian, they were particularly enthusiastic when they shook hands with Ling Wei behind Changxin.

All this is just because Ling Wei's second uncle Ling Yunfeng is currently the number one in Liaoning!

After a simple greeting, Mayor Shi asked Changxin to walk in the front, and the group slowly left the airport under the protection of the police and got on a minibus that had been waiting for Duogang.

Sitting in the minibus, Ling Wei was dealing with those enthusiastic Dalian officials, while looking at the cityscape of Dalian with his spare eyes, but the scene in his mind that he followed his father Ling Zhifeng to Dalian and went to the ancient house of the Nalan family to talk with Nalan Delong and Nalan Yongke.

On that day, Nalan Xiangxiang had already left Dalian with Bao'er and chose to go south.

On that day, Nalan Delong euphemistically conveyed Nalan Xiangxiang's meaning that he wanted to cancel the marriage between Nalan Xiangxiang and Ling Wei with the Tan family.

At that time, when he first heard Nalandron's explanation, Ling Zhifeng, who was the head of the Ling family, was stunned, and then said with a smile that Nalandron was joking, until finally Nalandron admitted that he was not joking, and then asked the reason with a gloomy face, and finally became furious, slapped the table and left.

The bits and pieces of that day poured into Ling Wei's mind like a tide, Ling Wei couldn't help but clench his fists, and secretly sneered in his heart: "Nalan Xiangxiang, Nalan Xiangxiang, I didn't think you would have today, right?" I'm really looking forward to the moment when you cry, kneel, and beg to let Emperor Yanqing sleep with you! ”

At the same time as the secret words in his heart, a cold arc also appeared at the corner of Ling Wei's mouth.

It seems ...... this! At the moment, he completely forgot that Nalan Xiangxiang was once his fiancée no matter what he said.

In fact, when he was in Hangzhou, he ran errands in front of the saddle in order to let Emperor Yanqing sleep on Nalan Xiangxiang.

For that matter, Nalan Xiangxiang sarcastically mocked him mercilessly, even if Nalan Xiangxiang was still his fiancée, as long as Emperor Yan Qing was willing to nod, he was willing to let Emperor Yan Qing cuckold him.

About half an hour later, the car arrived at a four-star hotel.

As a cadre at the division level of Ling Wei, if he goes on a business trip, according to the regulations, he lives with his colleagues in a fixed-point accommodation for the staff of M provincial-level state organs on business trips, the deputy provincial-level personnel live in suites, the department and bureau level live in single rooms or standard rooms, and the personnel at the department level and below share standard rooms!

But.......

Rules are always rules.

It is no exaggeration to say that the probability of a genuine department-level cadre, on a business trip, and sharing a room with others, is far smaller than a normal man's erection in front of Sister Feng.

Ling Wei is not only a division-level cadre of the Ministry of Commerce, but also "a leading figure among the younger generation of the Ling family, could he share a room with his colleagues?"

The answer is self-explanatory!

After entering the room, Ling Wei thought about it, but still took out his mobile phone and dialed Ling Yunfeng's number.

It took a long time for the phone to be connected, and Ling Yunfeng's voice came from the earpiece, and the pride in the tone of the person who was in good spirits on a happy occasion did not hide it in the slightest: "Xiaowei, have you arrived in Dalian?" ”

"Well, just arrived, uncle." Ling Wei replied respectfully.

"The Dalian Investment Summit will be held in three days, and if nothing else, you will stay in Dalian for five days this time." On the other end of the phone, Ling Yunfeng said with a smile: "In the past few days, my uncle has a lot of things on hand, and when I am free one day, when you get home, I will ask your aunt to cook a few dishes for you." , a deleted jump

"Yes, uncle." Ling Wei said, and couldn't help asking, "By the way, uncle, has the Nalan family made a choice?" ”

As the leader of the younger generation of the Ling family and the protagonist of the divorce incident at the beginning, Ling Wei naturally learned from his father Ling Zhifeng that Emperor Yan Qing was going to take the Nalan family.

"Not yet." Ling Yunfeng heard the four words of the Nalan family and sneered: "But it's almost there!" ”

"Hey! At the beginning, Nalan Delong, the old immortal, did not hesitate to tear his face with our Ling family for the sake of Nalan Xiangxiang's little bitch. This time Emperor Yan Qing forced the palace, I want to see if he dares to continue to be arrogant. Ling Wei talked about what happened at the beginning, his face was full of hatred.

Ling Yunfeng said gloomily: "Actually, Xiaowei, compared to the Nalan family's submission to Emperor Yanqing, I expect the Nalan family to be ignorant, in that case, the Nalan family will not be far from falling." ”

"Uncle is right." Ling Wei echoed.

Hearing Ling Wei's words, Ling Yunfeng on the other end of the phone smiled again and said, "No... Then again, Xiaowei, there is no need for you to continue to dwell on the original matter. If you think about it, you are not yet 30 years old this year, and you are already a cadre at the department level. And after this year, your dad and I will find a way to run for you and delegate you to the grassroots. It can be said that with us paving the way for you, your future is bright. ”

Hearing Ling Yunfeng's words, Ling Wei was excited, he was actually ......, and he had been looking forward to delegating to the grassroots level for a long time.

Bi ghost... In the current environment of the officialdom of the Republic, if you want to climb up, you must have the experience of honing at the grassroots level, which can also be said to be gilded.

"Think about it, you'll be in a high position at that time. And whether the Nalan family is a pawn for Emperor Yan Qing, or if it falls in the future, it is impossible for the Nalan family to have the capital to compete with our Ling family. As for Nalan Xiangxiang's yellow-haired girl, hey, she won't even be worthy of lifting your shoes at that time! Ling Yunfeng said again.

Laughed.

Hearing Ling Yunfeng's words, Ling Wei smiled proudly.

"By the way, uncle, I heard from my dad that Emperor Yan Qing revealed his tone, as long as you have an excellent harvest this time, you are expected to be promoted again?" While being proud, Ling Wei remembered something again and asked.

In the face of Ling Wei's question, Ling Yunfeng did not hide it, but said directly: "Emperor Yan Qing just said casually, it is too difficult to become a reality. But...... Since he opened his mouth, he shouldn't be a mouthful, but he is somewhat hopeful! ”

Having said that, the pride and excitement in Ling Yunfeng's tone could be detected by everyone.

"Then the nephew congratulates the second uncle in advance." Ling Wei patted the sycophants just right.

Sure enough, this sycophant slapped Ling Yunfeng extremely comfortably, only to hear him laugh on the other end of the phone: "Xiaowei, I haven't seen you for a few months, you are getting better and better at talking." Okay, I still have something to do here, so I won't make small talk with you, and when I am free one day, I will ask your aunt to call you. ”

"Okay, second uncle, you're busy." Ling Wei hurriedly said.

Hanging up the phone, Ling Wei lit a soft Zhonghua, and while sucking, he recalled the content of the phone call with Ling Yunfeng.

Recalling the content of the phone call with Ling Yunfeng, he couldn't help but fantasize about the scene one day, when the old pearl yellow Nalan Xiangxiang couldn't raise his head in front of him.

In his opinion, Nalan Xiangxiang at that time had no youthful capital, and he really didn't even have the qualifications to lift shoes for him!

Thinking about this, the smile on the corner of Ling Wei's mouth became more and more proud.

What he never dreamed of was that Nalan Xiangxiang, who had sacrificed herself for the interests of the family and made compromises, had now become a woman who slaughtered the country.

The woman who slaughtered the big didn't even have the qualifications to lift shoes for him?

Is it possible??

At the same time that Ling Wei fell into his fantasy, in the courtyard of the Nalan Ancient Mansion, the two-story building where Chen Fan lived.

Chen Fan held his mobile phone, stood by the window of the study, looked at the lake outside the window, and quietly listened to the words of the owner on the other end of the phone.

"Xiaofan, these materials and photos you gave me should be from a chemical company, right?" On the other end of the phone, Qin An pondered for a moment and said: "And ......, it looks a little familiar, if I guess correctly, it should be the Dalian chemical pollution incident that caused a stir some time ago." ”

"Yes, old principal, it's the chemical plant in Dalian, to be precise, the chemical plant of the Japanese Sakura Group in Dalian." Chen Fan is colorful.

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Qin Anxin moved, and said with a wry smile: "You kid asked me to get you such a report, it's clear that you have bad intentions." I'm curious, I don't know if you're going to the Sakura Group? Or is it against the Yan family boy? ”

"I'm going to get bored." Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Sakura Group, Ling Family, Emperor Yan Qing, none of them can escape!" ”

On the other end of the phone, Qin An was dumbfounded.

He really couldn't imagine how Chen Fan could bring down three not weak opponents with a pollution report.

A pot of stuffiness.

If you don't shoot, it's enough, and if you don't shoot, it's fatal!

This is Chen Fan's style of doing things.

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