In the private room on the second floor, the waiter serving the dishes hurriedly went in and out, looking very busy.

The hostess guided the path and arranged the seats with a checklist.

The private room has a lot of space and looks like a basketball court. Ten tables of banquets have been set up, and the food and drinks are basically the same.

Huang Jun and Wang Yihui were brought to the eighth table, which was really far away from the main seat. After taking a seat at the dinner table, Huang Jun quickly glanced at the guests at the same table. The guests at this table seem to be in the timber business, and some of them have a relationship.

"Master Huang, look up for a long time, look up for a long time." Someone greeted Huang Jun with his fists clenched.

"Hello, hello." Huang Jun politely returned the gift.

After greeting the guests at the same table, Huang Jun glanced at the guests at the other table. Looking at these guests, Huang Jun shook his head, many of them were fresh faces, and they didn't know each other at all.

"Boss, today's birthday banquet is not just a birthday celebration, there should be other purposes. Agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, sideline fishery and industry, experts and CEOs from all walks of life rushed over. Mayor Jia estimated that he would use this banquet to contact everyone. Wang Yihui inspected the people present and whispered to Huang Jun.

Huang Jun nodded. The mayor is mainly concerned with the economy, and it is indeed necessary to handle the relationship well with all sides. It's just that in the way of birthday celebrations, everyone is brought together, which makes people feel like they are using their father.

"Anything mixed with politics has become impure." Huang Jun said to Wang Yihui with emotion.

Wang Yihui smiled and said, "There is no way to do this." As the mayor, Jia Weiliang's every move is under everyone's watchful eye. Only by celebrating the old man's birthday can we get everyone together, and there is really no chance at other times. ”

Huang Jun thought for a moment and nodded. As Wang Yihui said, the mayor is a public figure, and his words and deeds represent the image of a political axe. It is especially important to hold a birthday banquet for my father.

While everyone waited patiently, the time came to eight o'clock.

Just after eight o'clock, a young man walked into the private room quickly, and said in a steady voice: "The old birthday star is here, everyone is welcome." ”

Everyone at the banquet stood up in an uproar and looked at the door in unison.

Mayor Jia Weiliang and another middle-aged man helped an old man into the private room.

The applause immediately rang out.

Huang Jun craned his neck to glance over there and pursed his lips. These officials are really good at putting on a show, and they don't forget to behave at any time. Today's birthday boy Jeffrey Jeffrey looks tough, not like an older person at all. Even if there is no one to support him, it is estimated that he can walk like a fly and walk very smoothly.

Jia Weiliang helped his father sit down, and his relatives entered the table one after another, and the birthday banquet began.

Jia Weiliang whispered a few words to his father, stood up, looked around and said, "Hello everyone, thank you very much for coming to celebrate my father's birthday in your busy schedule." On behalf of the whole family, I bow to you. ”

After Jia Weiliang finished speaking, he straightened his waist and bowed sincerely.

Thunderous applause rang out again.

Huang Jun clapped his palms and leaned into Wang Yihui's ear, and whispered: "Mayor Jia's posture is very sufficient, and he has a very people-friendly image." ”

Wang Yihui smiled and nodded.

Jia Weiliang's image of being close to the people was captured by the photographer without dropping.

After the applause fell, Jia Weiliang smiled and said, "It is said that my father has a birthday, and everyone should be gathered at home." However, the space at home is limited, and it is difficult to accommodate many people. It's really helpless to let everyone get here. ”

"It's okay, Mayor Jia is polite." Someone picked up the conversation and replied indifferently.

Huang Jun listened to Jia Weiliang's explanation and shook his head. This Mayor Jia is also an old oilman. If a group of people really come to the door to celebrate their birthday, whether there is a cat in it or not, it will make people speculate. It is better to be in the hotel, where all activities are supervised, which is not only transparent, but also saves a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Old birthday star, say a few words." Someone howled and demanded in order to set off the atmosphere.

"Old man, say a few words." The birthday banquet was lively, and some people began to coax.

"Haha" Jafford stood up in a happy mood and said, "Okay, I'll say a few words." The old man is very old, so I bother you to come here in person, and I don't want to go. Looking at you descendants, I am so happy. ”

"You were born in a good era, and you don't have to worry about food, clothing, and housing. Well, everyone should cherish the current excellent situation, work harder, and strive to create a better tomorrow under the leadership of the party. That's all I have to say, you're welcome, just order. ”

After Jafford finished speaking, he sat down with a smile.

The applause of the crowd rang out again.

When the applause subsided, Jia Weiliang stood up again and said: "With the spring breeze of reform and opening up blowing in our China, earth-shaking changes have taken place in our society, and the people's living standards have gradually improved. ”

"All of you here are leaders in all walks of life in Senmu City, and please give full play to your potential energy in the future work to build our beautiful home. Build our Senmu City into a strong city second to none in China. ”

"On behalf of the municipal axe, I would like to express my attitude to you, but all the enterprises that are conducive to the development of Senmu City, we will give policy support. Thank you again for your continued support and cooperation. ”

Hearing this, Huang Jun glanced at Wang Yihui bitterly. It's over, this birthday banquet is really not pure, it has become a political axe report meeting.

After the applause fell, a middle-aged man stood up at the second table, took the microphone from the waiter's hand, and said: "Mayor Jia has expressed his position, on behalf of the Municipal Construction Committee and the Municipal Real Estate Bureau, I promise to everyone that as long as it is conducive to the prosperity of Senmu City, we will spare no effort to support it." ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, representatives from all walks of life stood up one after another to express their attitudes.

These people seem to have gone through a dress rehearsal, and the big style is louder and louder. Huang Jun listened to these official statements and was a little drowsy.

The guests at the banquet seemed to have foreseen this situation, and were not surprised at all, and one by one they pricked up their ears and listened attentively.

Old man Jarford didn't mind, and looked at everyone with a grin.

The nearly half-hour statement finally paused.

Justford glanced at his son, stood up and said, "It's not easy for everyone to get together, let alone talk about business." Eat and drink well, but don't have an empty stomach. ”

Listening to the old man playing a round game, everyone present was very face-saving and began to move chopsticks to open the table.

As everyone was slowly eating, a lady stood up and said in a sweet voice, "Old man, shall I sing you a song?" ”

"Okay, okay." Jafford nodded in agreement.

The woman took the microphone and began to sing a cappella.

She sang a red song, which made Huang Jun entangled for a while. Your sister, I'm really blind to this voice.

The guests were eating their meals and listening to the loud singing, and the atmosphere was also cheerful.

When the lady finished singing, another woman stood up. This time it's not a red song after all, it's Jiang Dawei's "Where Peach Blossoms Bloom".

The song is very good, Huang Jun thinks so.

After the song was finished, a man stood up and sang an opera. The tune is very good, Huang Jun's heart is beating when he listens, and the applause on the field is also one after another.

After the opera was sung, two people stood up at the same time and began to perform cross talk.

Wang Yihui glanced at the two of them, looked at Huang Jun as if verifying, and said, "Boss, do you want to perform too?" When I watched the performances, it seemed that they were rehearsed in advance. ”

Huang Jun nodded. Huang Jun has already seen that the program performed by the guests is not repeated, and it covers a wide range, so he should have done his homework in advance. Regarding Wang Yihui's voiceover, Huang Jun can also guess a thing or two: "Are you worried that I will disrupt the rhythm?" ”

Wang Yihui nodded and said, "Do you want to talk to the host?" ”

Huang Jun shook his head and said, "No, someone will help, I'll be with him." ”

As soon as Huang Jun finished speaking, the cross talk performance was over, and Meng Caihe, who was sitting at the third table, then stood up and said, "Old man, Mayor Jia, all the friends here, let me perform a magic trick for everyone to cheer up." ”

Jafford nodded with joy on his face.

Huang Jun glanced at Meng Caihe, stood up and said, "Brother Meng, let's go together?" ”

"Huh?" Meng Caihe was stunned, glanced at Huang Jun in surprise, and wondered a little in his heart. My show was reported in advance, and there is no Huang Jun's name on it, how did he get involved?

Meng Caihe didn't respond, but the old man Jia Fu spoke: "Come together, everyone is happy." ”

The old birthday star spoke, and Meng Caihe had no choice but to respond.

Looking at Huang Jun's Taoist robe, everyone present immediately became interested, and this stinky Taoist priest finally made a move.

Everyone was curious and full of anticipation. But Jia Weiliang is full of doubts, who is this person, it seems that there is no show for him, right?

Worried, he hooked his fingers, called the secretary, and asked in a low voice.

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