The two stood in place for a while, Chen Xing turned his head to Wu Gang and said, "Brother Wu, it's not too early, let's go back too." ”

"It's fine." Wu Gang nodded.

The two separated on the spot, Chen Xingxian watched Wu Gang take a taxi back, but he didn't rush to stop the car, he was quite familiar with the streets of Jiangcheng, this is actually not very far from the Jiangcheng Hotel, and it will only take twenty or thirty minutes to walk back.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Chen Xing came to the office early as usual.

Cai Jiashang was cleaning in Chen Xing's office, for Chen Xing came earlier than the normal working time, Cai Jiashang is now no stranger, that is, on the second day when she was arranged by Ma Xiaoning to be responsible for serving Chen Xing's work, she came over early to prepare to clean Chen Xing's office, and she was startled when she saw that Chen Xing was already sitting in the office, and the next day, she also learned to be smart, and came to the office an hour earlier than the work time, and finally arrived earlier than Chen Xing, and Chen Xing is used to coming to the office early, Cai Jiashang has been accustomed to it these days.

"Xiao Cai, didn't I say it, you don't have to do all the cleaning work yourself." Chen Xing saw Cai Jiashang and said with a smile.

"Mayor, it's okay if I come early anyway." Cai Jiashang grinned, "Besides, the plan of the day lies in the morning, and getting up early to work is not good for the body and mind." ”

"Where did you hear this crookedness?" Chen Xing heard Cai Jiasheng's words, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Don't all of you girls like to lie in bed, you just come over every day according to normal working hours." ”

"Mayor, you're talking about other girls, I don't have a habit of staying in bed." Cai Jiashang is a serious way.

If Cai Jiashang's serious appearance at the moment is seen by her parents, I am afraid she will cry and laugh, Cai Jiashang, who likes to lie in bed since she was a child, actually told others that she has no habit of lying in bed.

Seeing that Cai Jiashang was busy working, Chen Xing didn't say much, and continued to look at Wen Jiàn, in the past few days, he deliberately asked people to push off the work arrangement of going out, just to understand the Jiangcheng on the 'paper' first, as for the statistics on the various economic numbers of Jiangcheng on the paper, it will be necessary to understand the later practice.

Day by day passed quickly, Chen Xing had been in the office for a week, and the candidate for his secretary had still not been determined, and outside, because the newcomer Chen Xing had stayed in the office for a long time, someone outside had already secretly given Chen Xingxing the nickname of 'closed-door mayor', which I don't know who gave Chen Xingxing, but it spread among the cadre circles in the city.

In the city, a three-storey small western-style building located in the downtown area, it is in the best part of the city, but it is quiet, surrounded by towering ancient trees, as if isolated from the hustle and bustle of the city, making it seem deep and secluded.

The door of the small building is full of retro elements, so that this Western-style small western-style building has a little more Chinese style, and outside the door, some luxury cars are often sparsely parked, if you are familiar with the local political and business circles in Jiangcheng, see the license plate on it, I am afraid that these characters who belong to the big guys in the local business district of Jiangcheng will often haunt here.

The first floor of the small building is a small library, equipped with a variety of comfortable seats and sofas, and there are special people to help grind coffee and provide drinks and pastries, as for the second floor, there is an antique living room, high-end and solemn and atmospheric, and the third floor, is a display hall, with all kinds of paintings, and there is a studio separated by floor-to-ceiling windows.

At this moment, in the studio on the third floor of the small building, a middle-aged man was quietly painting something, and next to him, a woman with a good posture was watching.

Women don't know anything about painting, and they don't know how to appreciate paintings, but for men's paintings, women seem to be very patient to watch, holding a cup of steaming coffee in their hands, holding a soup spoon and stirring gently.

"It's time to drink the coffee, otherwise it won't taste good later." The woman blew a few breaths of hot air and smiled.

"Let's put it aside." The man stared intently at the drawing paper without looking back.

"Changyuan, what kind of person do you say this Chen Xing is? It's been more than ten days since he took office, except for the first two days when he visited those retired old cadres, and the rest of the time he stayed in the office, you don't know, now someone has given him the nickname of 'closed-door mayor'. The woman chuckled as she put her coffee down.

"It doesn't matter what kind of person he is, Weiwei, when did you, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, worry so much." The man laughed.

"Isn't this new Mayor Chen a bit special, after all, he is a person with the aura of the Zhang family, and even I can't help but be interested in him." Han Weiwei said with a smile.

"Old lady Zhang is gone, and the Zhang family is no longer the Zhang family it used to be." The man smiled slightly, and then shook his head again, "But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, no matter how bad the Zhang family is, we are not qualified to look down on others, no matter how good they are, they are still bigger than us." ”

"That's a good thing, but there's also a saying that a strong dragon can't overwhelm a snake, and people who don't follow the rules of the game often become persona non grata." Han Weiwei smiled indifferently, "This Chen Xing, I heard that he is a sharp person." ”

"Young people, if you don't have a little sharpness, you can still call a young man, at his age, it should be like this, otherwise the party cadres will not all be dead." The middle-aged man pouted disapprovingly, "I quite appreciate his character." ”

While the two were talking, the middle-aged man remembered something and suddenly said, "By the way, that Chen Xing's secretary hasn't been decided yet?" ”

"Not yet, what?" Han Weiwei looked at the man.

"No, the day before yesterday, Lao Yu came to me and said that his nephew was in the organization department and wanted to ask me for help to see if he could make his nephew Chen Xing's secretary, I almost forgot about it." The man laughed.

"You, apart from your paintings, what else can make you interested? Tell me, you haven't been home for a few days this time, you sleep here all day, and you don't know that you think I'm a bad wife as a wife, and I don't even dare to go home as a husband. Han Weiwei pouted, she was nearly forty years old, and she looked like a little daughter, but she had a different style.

"This person lives for a lifetime, and the picture is a chic, you don't care what others say." The man smiled casually, "Okay, since you have remembered this, then you can help Lao Yu to make some efforts, if you can achieve it, if you can't do it, forget it, we have also done our best, so as not to be embarrassed to ask Lao Yu." The middle-aged man laughed.

When Han Weiwei heard her husband's words, she could only smile bitterly, her husband is like this, except for her beloved paintings, she doesn't care about anything, these things at home and outside the home are all handled by her, and she is also taking care of interpersonal relationships and social circles.

"Lao Yu is very capable of himself, why doesn't he work his own, and he still asks for you." Retracting her thoughts, Han Weiwei asked.

"No matter how great his ability is, it depends on the situation."

Han Weiwei was stunned when she heard this, and then suddenly realized that Chen Xing, who had just taken office, could be said to be still in a blank state in the interpersonal relations in the local political and business circles, and there were still too few people who could talk to him.

Standing beside her husband for a while, Han Weiwei finally sighed, turned around and walked to the side, although she would be used to coming to watch her husband paint when she had time, but she was really not interested in painting and didn't have the heart to study more, and she was addicted to painting and almost didn't care about anything else, she also had some complaints, but there was nothing else she could do, sometimes, she also enjoyed the scenery of standing in front of the stage, but Han Weiwei also knew in her heart that she was a woman, and she could do such a big business without stealing, robbing or breaking the law, relying on her husband's family background, without the help of her husband's family, even if she has the ability, she can't have the status she has today.