Chapter 738: Reporter of the Propaganda Department
After Loew left, Meng Fan took out the phone and called Luo Hong: "Secretary Luo, Loew is now going to the hospital." You wait for him to have surgery and arrest him immediately, this kind of person can't stay in Ice City. ā
Secretary Luo thought for a while and said, "No problem, but if someone from the military region interferes, I won't be able to keep him." After all, Loew's identity is not simple, and the military district has the right to interrogate. ā
"You also suspect the person behind him?" Meng Fan said.
Luo Hong said: "That's right, I tried to move Loew several times, but I didn't succeed. So all I can say is do my best. ā
"Okay, then let's do our best. The water in Ice City was murkier than I had imagined. Meng Fan hung up the phone and walked inside the Cadillac, "Sister, I'm scared of you." ā
Lin Haitong shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it just happened that Xiaoyu fell asleep, otherwise it might scare her." ā
She was scared at first, but Meng Fan actually kept the scene in her own hands, and there was no danger.
Of course, after experiencing what happened in the industrial area before, she was already mentally prepared and not too surprised.
"Let's go, I'll take you home." Meng Fan said.
Because Xiaoyu was already asleep, Lin Haitong sat in the back row and hugged Xiaoyu. The two of them didn't talk much all the way until they arrived at Lin Haitong's doorstep.
"Brother Meng, thank you so much tonight." Lin Haitong and Meng Fan stood under the street lamp.
She originally wanted to invite the other party up for a cup of tea, but remembering the rumors in the department a while ago, she dispelled this idea.
Although they were innocent before, at this point in time, no one knew what they would do, and others might not think about a good place.
"Sister, you are so polite, I should thank you, this is the first time I have seen an ice sculpture." Meng Fan said, "Have a good rest, you will have your vacation tomorrow, and you will accompany Xiaoyu at home." ā
His work has been completed, and the rest is waiting for the delegation to do a more professional investigation, and there is no need for Lin Haitong to take him around.
Lin Haitong nodded and said: "I almost forgot, Secretary Luo told me that he would arrange a reporter from the Propaganda Department to give you an exclusive interview, which can be regarded as making a name for the company's entry this time." ā
"This Luo Hong, I really want to cook raw rice and mature rice." Meng Fan said with a smile.
Now it's just a preliminary decision to set up a company in Ice City. If Luo Hong's trick really succeeds and the publicity is launched, Meng Fan will be embarrassed not to settle in Ice City at that time.
Although Luo Hong is not bad, his tricks are not very open. It can be seen from the fact that he placed the mistress next to Tan Zhengdong. But it doesn't matter, when the leader doesn't have two brushes, Meng Fan is not at ease.
That night, Meng Fan returned to the hotel and fell asleep. And Lin Haitong was in a good sleep after Xiaoyu was asleep, and he took the photos taken tonight and watched it fascinated.
The next day, at around ten o'clock, Meng Fan was woken up by a knock on the door.
In fact, he didn't have any plans today, just waiting for the delegation to come.
"Is that you?" Meng Fan opened the door and saw an acquaintance standing at the door, tall and tall, with a work card on his chest, 'Party Daily Reporter Zhang Zixuan'.
"Oh...... I remember, we met last night. Zhang Zixuan looked at Meng Fan and exclaimed.
This Zhang Zixuan is the woman Meng Fan saw in Bingcheng Square last night, and she also took a lot of photos.
"Yes, we've met, are you okay?" Meng Fan asked.
Zhang Zixuan said in a fluent and beautiful voice: "I am a reporter from the party newspaper, and Secretary Luo arranged for me to do a character interview for you, which is about your views on Bingcheng and some future prospects. ā
Meng Fan shook his head and refused: "Forget about this, I'm not used to doing interviews." But we're going to have a delegation coming soon, and I'll arrange for them to give you an interview when that happens. You can rest assured that the level will not be very low. ā
A person of his nature is indeed not suitable to appear in the newspapers. In his opinion, the more he was exposed, the less good it would be for him. So his first thought was to refuse.
Zhang Zixuan said: "Mr. Meng, this is really important to you. The people interviewed by our party newspaper are all at the vice-provincial level, and ordinary people don't have this opportunity. Think again? ā
"There's no need to think about it, it has nothing to do with the level, it's just some personal preferences." Meng Fan said with a smile, "I'm sorry I'm going to continue to rest, please go back." ā
After speaking, Meng Fan closed the door directly and stopped Zhang Zixuan and the photographer behind him.
A strange smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Zixuan's mouth: "Little fatty, you tell the manager here, I have set up the room next to me." ā
Meng Fan picked up the phone and contacted Luo Hong, and Luo Hong took the lead and said, "Brother Meng, what are you looking for me?" ā
"Of course there is. I was just woken up by someone from your Propaganda Department, saying that it was a party newspaper and that they wanted to give me an interview. Meng Fan said angrily, "If you talk to them, just say that I don't do this thing." ā
Luo Hong laughed and said, "Brother Meng, don't embarrass me, this is what it means." The reporter you met was not my Propaganda Department, but the Provincial Propaganda Department. They don't look at my face when they do things. ā
"Provincial level?" Meng Fan was a little strange, "What does this have to do with the provincial level?" ā
"Why doesn't it matter? You are a member of the central government, and you will definitely make a big report when you come here, which shows that the central government attaches great importance to our localities. Luo Hong said one by one, "Besides, if you want to upgrade the industrial zone, you also need provincial leaders to speak out." I'm just a secretary of a prefecture-level city, and my level is not enough. ā
"Okay, isn't it just an upgrade? I can figure it out myself. Since the people from the Propaganda Department were not sent by you, I won't bother you. After Meng Fan hung up the phone, he directly dialed the chief's special line, and it was Fei Yuqing's secretary who answered the phone.
"Secretary Fei, I'll look for the chief." Meng Fan also respects Secretary Fei very much, after all, when the other party was in the tea house, he also helped him out of the siege once. Although Meng Fan didn't need help that time, the other party was helping after all.
Fei Yuqing said with a smile: "Team Leader Meng, the chief is in a meeting, if there is anything you can tell me first, I will convey it for you." ā
The chief is so busy every day that it is impossible to answer every call. Generally, the phone calls to the chief are screened, and the person screened is Fei Yuqing.
"Actually, it's nothing. I want to elevate one of the industrial zones in Ice City directly to the national level, so that it is safer for companies to fall in it. Meng Fan said, "Let's see if this will work." ā
Fei Yuqing thought for a while and said, "This is very good, it is indeed a very good idea." ā
"That's fine, thank you." Meng Fan said with a grin.
Fei Yuqing was a little puzzled and asked, "Wait a minute, I can understand what you mean now." You mean, let the chief directly give you a boost to the level of the industrial zone? ā
"Of course, why would I make this call? Isn't that a trifle? Meng Fan asked strangely.
Fei Yuqing smiled bitterly: "My brother Meng, aren't you joking? This matter has to be discussed in accordance with the rules, after the provincial leaders have been raised, inspected by the central government, and reviewed and reviewed. It's all procedural, and you can't mess around. ā
"What the hell? It's just an industrial zone, can't you just ask the chief and his old man to speak directly? Meng Fan said angrily.
Fei Yuqing retorted: "There are many entanglements of interests in officialdom, and the chief can't say anything, which will give people a handle." Besides, this is a matter in the Bingcheng area, and if the central government directly intervenes, it will not be good. ā
"Having said so much, in fact, I just don't agree." Meng Fan was a little reluctant, "I said it at the beginning, I will charge at the front line, and you will support me behind the back." I won't talk about Nangong Bin's affairs, and I won't help with the affairs of the industrial zone. ā
"My Uncle Meng, are you embarrassed to talk about Nangong Bin? You were promoted by the chief, and you got the mayor down less than a day after you arrived in Ice City. This is a shocking case, and many people still think that the chief is going to attack Bingcheng. Fei Yuqing vomited bitterness, "A while ago, I was about to go crazy when I answered the phone because of this incident, and finally the chief came forward to appease many people, and then I calmed down." Now everyone is staring at the one-third of an acre of land in the northeast. ā
Meng Fan suddenly realized, no wonder the provincial leaders wanted to send people from the Propaganda Department down to do an interview with the characters, which was to please him.
"What then? You can't hang it here, can you? Meng Fan said.
"No, this is the chief himself who mentioned yƬ, and it will definitely be convenient for you. But none of the necessary procedures should be missing. Fei Yuqing said, "Also, can you settle down in the Northeast?" Although it is a good thing to defeat the tiger, it is a prerequisite to be stable. ā
"Okay, okay, don't tell me what you have and don't have." Meng Fan hung up the phone depressedly.
After he took a bath, he practiced the Coiling Dragon Duel, and since returning to China, he hasn't practiced much. He sat for two hours until noon.
I called and ordered a meal, which was a simple pasta. Soon, there was a knock on the door again, and Meng Fan didn't look at the cat's eyes, he opened the door directly, and his eyes were big.
"Ahem...... This is ......" Meng Fan was surprised, a little speechless.
I only saw Zhang Zixuan dressed as a maid, cute and charming, and her big eyes hooked Meng Fan: "Mr. Meng Fan, the spaghetti you ordered." ā
"Miss Zhang, what are you ......" Meng Fan looked at the other party, this dress is really good.
"I'm a temporary worker here." Zhang Zixuan pushed the dining cart into the room and put the pasta on the table, "Mr. Meng, will you give me an interview?" ā
"Another interview?" As soon as Meng Fan heard the other party mention this, he smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, there is no spaghetti in this world." ā
Zhang Zixuan smiled and handed over a notebook, "The questions in this are all set up, if there are any questions that can't be asked, you can delete them." ā
"I don't do interviews." Meng Fan shook his head: "Thank you, Miss Zhang, for the spaghetti." ā
Zhang Zixuan curled her mouth, sat directly on the sofa, and shook her slender legs: "If you don't agree, I won't leave." ā
"Yo hehe, I didn't expect there to be female hooligans in the Provincial Propaganda Department, so you can stay here." Meng Fan tidied up his clothes, "Anyway, there is nothing of value here, remember to close the door for me when you leave." After speaking, Meng Fan walked out.
Zhang Zixuan frowned, her originally lovely face had disappeared, replaced by cold and noble: "I don't believe it, there are still men in this world that I can't conquer......"