Looking at this number, this call was from Hu Chunhao, Yang Ziwei smiled and connected the phone, as if he had forgotten all the unhappiness in his heart just now, and said with a smile: "Mouse, what are you busy with?" ”

"I said impotence, today you can become a celebrity in our Qingcheng County, and you won't share it with my brother?" Hu Chunhao's cheap laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"When did I become a celebrity, you just."

"Good fellow, don't admit it, do you? Now who doesn't know that you made Yan Wushuang and Fu Xiaohu miserable today, how can you tell me about it, and let me get excited? ”

Listening to Hu Chunhao's words, Yang Ziwei's heart suddenly tightened, and said secretly, this problem is serious, what kind of character is Hu Chunhao, just a self-employed person knows that he has engaged in Fu Xiaohu today, so who else in the market can not know? This time, it can be said that he is really tied up with Fu Yunhu.

In fact, this is the case, and it is this topic that is most talked about on the streets now. It seems that some people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic!

No matter who it is, whether the rumors are spread intentionally or unintentionally, it puts Yang Ziwei in a passive place. Who is Fu Yunhu is the county magistrate of Qingcheng County, and Fan Dechang, secretary of the county party committee, has to negotiate with him. Who doesn't this destroy themselves?

At this point, Yang Ziwei knew that he regretted it, and he was afraid that he would not be able to use his hair, so he could only rely on his own wisdom to see if he could save the day. It's still the same sentence: 'Hang up, don't die, and shake slowly.'" ’

"Don't talk about the mouse, I haven't landed tonight, do you see how to arrange it?" Yang Ziwei quickly diverted the topic.

"Hehe, this is easy to say, you should come to the Oriental Spring Hotel immediately, how about I wait for you there?"

"Okay, I'll go right over."

On a spring evening, the sun is like an old slender man who has done his duty, laying down the rope of light, standing on the edge of the sky, looking back at the earth.

The heavens and the earth seem to be solemnly bidding farewell to the sun. In the blue sky, the golden clouds hold the sun nostalgically; The masson pine forest beside the street, waving dark green turbans studded with gold threads; The rows of staggered buildings are like rows of strong men, affectionately saluting; The gentle flow of the sea breeze seems to linger kissing goodbye......

A magnificent and melancholy dusk envelops this wonderful and desolate land

The Oriental Spring Hotel hadn't heard of this name some time ago, and now this imaginative name suddenly popped up, which really made Yang Ziwei yearn for it.

He flagged down a taxi on the side of the road, told the driver's name, and then ignored it.

At this moment, he thought in his mind that this time the county explained and assigned the task, he couldn't help but secretly say that he must not be the last stop of the game between himself and Shen Jingbing, and he must overcome all difficulties and come up with a jackpot, which is not only an explanation to the old folks in Shuangfeng Town, but also a test of his ability.

After several turnarounds, the taxi stopped abruptly in about ten minutes.

"Here we are." The taxi driver glanced at Yang Ziwei, who was pondering, and said indifferently.

Yang Ziwei listened to the words of the taxi driver, suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly took out the money to pay the fare, and got out of the car. Just look at the neon signboard erected in front of him, a few red words on it are shining, and it is written from top to bottom: Oriental Spring Hotel, seven words are particularly eye-catching.

"Hehe, Mayor Yang, I've been waiting for you for a long time, please come in." At this moment, Hu Chunhao was standing in front of the Oriental Spring Hotel and looking at this side, and after looking at Yang Ziwei, he shouted.

Yang Ziwei smiled and smiled. said in his mouth: "Mouse, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

"Hehe, what are you polite to our buddy, let's go in." Hu Chunhao stepped forward, put his hand on Yang Ziwei's shoulder and said, just like when he went to school.

The two of them walked into the hotel together, and when they were about to walk into Hu Chunhaoding's private room, they suddenly saw a woman walk out of the private room door.

I saw that the woman was of the same age as herself, with slender eyebrows of appropriate shades, fine and slightly curled black eyelashes, a warm mouth like a peach, and a melon seed face without a trace of flaws, it was simply the artist's most perfect masterpiece.

Especially the dreamlike autumn water eyes, black and clear, and a little innocent, it is simply an endless ** trap. There is also a slight light makeup on the face, which makes the already beautiful face even more charming.

She is exactly what Hu Chunhao said about Yang Ziwei's good looks.

At this moment, the two of them were stunned, although they hadn't seen each other for many years, but the charming face in front of them, as well as that profound and unforgettable memory, can Yang Ziwei be relieved?

Looking at the appearance of the two people, Hu Chunhao, who was standing next to Yang Ziwei, showed a cheap smile on his face, he always paid attention to the expressions of the two, and he was silent.

"Yang Ziwei?"

"Xue Hongmei?"

The two men shouted each other's names in unison. Seeing this, Hu Chunhao smiled evilly and said, "Hehe, I thought you would give me a surprise?" I didn't expect it to be so boring. ”

Listening to Hu Chunhao's words, Yang Ziwei didn't have any extra expression, but Xue Hongmei's face had a hint of crimson.

"Die?!" Yang Ziwei glared at Hu Chunhao.

There is really that past between Yang Ziwei and Xue Hongmei, but now since that time, in Yang Ziwei's opinion, there is no intersection between the two of them. When they met today, the two of them were surprised, but Yang Ziwei was extremely calm, and he no longer had the persistence and madness he had back then.

"Hehe, you guys seem to have something to say, huh? So I'm going in first? Hu Chunhao grimaced at Yang Ziwei and Xue Hongmei, still maintaining a wicked smile.

Xue Hongmei still didn't say anything else, and her face was flushed with red ripples as usual.

Since he thinks that there is no intersection between the two people, let alone any possibility, Yang Ziwei of course wants to block Hu Chunhao's words, and said indifferently: "Hu Chunhao, if you pull me again, will you leave?" ”

Looking at Yang Ziwei's expression, Hu Chunhao knew Yang Ziwei's character, that was the master who said that he would definitely do it, and said with a smile on his face: "Hehe, don't say it, let's go in." ”

Xue Hongmei listened to Yang Ziwei's words of scolding Hu Chunhao, and suddenly her beautiful eyes closed slightly, and there was still a teardrop in the corner of her eyes, which was crystal clear and clear, as if there was a trace of poignancy that she had never had. The details of this smile did not escape Yang Ziwei's eyes.

If it was in the past, Yang Ziwei would have comforted Xue Hongmei without any scruples, but this time Yang Ziwei did not do this, but followed Hu Chunhao into the private room.

Xue Hongmei, who was standing by the door, opened her mouth a few times, as if she had something to say, but at this time it was stuck in her throat.

Do you want to know what story there was between Xue Hongmei and Yang Ziwei? Stay tuned for the next chapter. [Ask for collections, recommendations, flowers, VIPs, messages, stamps, clicks]