When Wang Zijun came to Nanya Reservoir, he was greeted by Du Yuegao, deputy secretary general of the Donghong Municipal Party Committee. Du Yuegao is in his forties, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, and the whole person gives people a sense of civility and politeness.

After a simple handshake, Du Yuegao led Wang Zijun towards the fishing place of Dou Mingtang, and as he walked, he introduced to Wang Zijun softly: "Minister Wang, this Nanya Reservoir is one of the earliest reservoirs in Donghong City, and in the late eighties, it was still one of the sources of drinking water in our Donghong City, but with the construction of the new reservoir, it gradually faded out of the scope of drinking water. ”

Wang Zijun walked forward with a smile, and he liked Du Yuegao's introduction a little in his heart. As for Du Yuegao, he also began to observe. In fact, a cadre of Du Yuegao's level would not be able to enter his eyes under normal circumstances, but since becoming the head of the organization, Wang Zijun has found that he likes to observe people more and more.

This Du Yuegao spoke clearly, although his attitude was respectful, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no humility, it seemed that he was also a character, no wonder he was able to follow Dou Mingtang's side at such a critical time. And the people who can follow the leader, maybe when, will soar into the sky and soar.

"Does Yuegao also like fishing?" After Wang Zijun formed a general impression of Du Yuegao in his mind, he asked softly.

Although Du Yuegao was very calm on the surface, in the face of this organization minister who was younger than himself, his heart was also full of various feelings. As one of the talents discovered by Dou Mingtang, he became the deputy secretary general of Donghong City at the age of forty, and in the eyes of some people, he can be regarded as a dark horse in the political arena, and he is a typical figure of young and promising.

There are even rumors that it won't be long before he will be sent out by Dou Mingtang to become the secretary of the municipal party committee of a county-level city. It is also this or that rumor that makes him always surrounded by a bunch of people.

When Wang Zijun came to Nanjiang, he knew that there was a provincial party leader in the province who was younger than him, but he had never come into contact with it. It's just a talking point. But now, in the face of Wang Zijun, while he is a little jealous, he feels that this is a rare opportunity, although he is now mainly relying on Secretary Dou, but he can be recognized by the Organization Minister of the Provincial Party Committee. Then his future career. Naturally, it will be more wide.

If you have no desire, you don't want anything, and with **, Du Yuegao's heart is inevitably a little nervous. At this time, when he heard Wang Zijun gossiping with a pleasant face, he hurriedly said: "Minister Wang, if you want to say that Secretary Dou is a master, I only occasionally accompany the leader for recreation." ”

Wang Zijun looked at Du Yuegao and smiled, but he didn't speak again, but his silence made Du Yuegao regret it. I said that I finally came to such an opportunity, why didn't I grasp it, if I could say a few more words to Minister Wang, wouldn't it be better to deepen my impression than anything!

Although he secretly complained in his heart, Du Yuegao also understood that things should not be forced, so he honestly followed Wang Zijun's side. As Wang Zijun walked in the direction of the reservoir.

Du Yuegao didn't know that his silence had actually made him score a lot of points by Wang Zijun's side. In Wang Zijun's view, to look at a person, we must not only see when he is proud, but also when he is frustrated. Only if you are not arrogant or discouraged when you win, can you be regarded as a rare talent, and you must have the spirit of scalpers. The tiger's temper is indispensable. When encountering an environment that is not conducive to oneself, he is restless and at a loss, and he is really not a responsible person.

He deliberately picked up the topic and didn't continue. In fact, it is also an observation of Du Yuegao. Of course, he would never tell Du Yuegao about this kind of small observation method.

"Secretary Dou, you are really ......" Wang Zijun looked at Dou Mingtang sitting in the shade of the tree, and just said hello, he saw Dou Mingtang wave his hand at him and made a silent gesture.

Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, and saw Dou Mingtang grab the fishing rod violently, and the fishing line hidden in the water formed an arc, and a carp more than a foot long jumped around on the lawn not far from Wang Zijun.

"Minister Zijun, you are really a lucky star, I haven't moved for half a while, you come, I have fish bite fishing here!" Dou Mingtang didn't look at Du Yuegao, who was skillfully plucking the carp off the hook, and said to Wang Zijun with a laugh.

Wang Zijun thought about Dou Mingtang and smiled: "Secretary Dou, I don't dare to take credit for this, it should be a coincidence that I came here, and I happened to see your superb fishing skills." ”

While the two were talking, a young man in his twenties had already sent Wang Zijun's fishing tackle. Dou Mingtang pointed to the fishing tackle and said: "Minister Zijun, I liked fishing when I was a child, and I didn't pay so much attention to it at that time, a bamboo rod, some threads, and a goose feather were basically enough." You see, although there are more of these things now, and they are more refined than before, but it is difficult to find the same fishing mood as before. ”

"Secretary Dou, it's not that your mood is hard to find, but that your purpose of fishing has changed. If you think about it, you used to fish to satisfy your cravings, but now you want to enjoy the process of fishing. As the saying goes, you're now purely for fishing, not for fishing. ”

Wang Zijun's words made Dou Mingtang's laughter more and more cheerful, and he stopped laughing and said: "Minister Wang, your words have gone to my heart, I really didn't expect that my real bosom friend would be you." ”

Just as the two were laughing, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and less than fifty years old came to Wang Zijun's side, this middle-aged man was not very tall, and there was a flattering smile on his face. After Wang Zijun's fishing rod was put down, he picked up a handful of fish-like things and threw them into the water.

When Wang Zijun's eyes looked at him, he smiled and said: "Minister Wang, this fishing, there is another particularity, that is, to lay a good nest before fishing, before you come, I have given you a simple beat, now is the right time to fish." ”

Looking at the middle-aged man's appearance, not like a staff member of the Donghong Municipal Party Committee, Wang Zijun's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Dou Mingtang frowned a little when he saw the appearance of his old classmate, but he still introduced softly: "Minister Zijun, this is my old classmate Ma Weihong, who was the number one fishing master in our class back then. ”

Ma Weihong was waiting for Dou Mingtang's introduction, and at this time he heard Dou Mingtang say that he was the first master of fishing in the class, rubbed his hands and said modestly: "This is all Secretary Dou's self-humility, the reason why I became the first master at that time is mainly that Secretary Dou is focused on his studies and does not participate in fishing at all." ”

Wang Zijun can basically be sure that Dou Mingtang is looking for him, and he should have something to do with this classmate named Ma Weihong, but when he doesn't understand what Dou Mingtang means, he is very willing to pretend to be confused.

After shaking hands with Ma Weihong, Wang Zijun said with a smile: "Two masters, my fishing skills are very average, and I ask the two masters for more advice!" ”

Ma Weihong didn't even dare to say it, but Dou Mingtang said with a smile: "Minister Zijun, don't be modest, if you catch more than the two of us in a while, then there will be no place for the two of us to put our faces." ”

While speaking, Du Yuegao had already helped Dou Mingtang take off the carp and put it on the bait again. Dou Mingtang looked at the carp jumping alive in the bucket, and said to Du Yuegao: "Yuegao, you give the fish to Lao Qiu and let him make a pot of fish soup, I haven't tasted the fish soup he made for some days, it's a bit weird." ”

Du Yuegao agreed, and left with the fish. Dou Mingtang said with a smile while throwing the fishing line back into the water: "Lao Qiu, the chef of the reservoir, is average when he cooks other dishes, but he is a good hand at making fish. With just simple ingredients, you can make the most original fish soup, so let's have a good taste later. ”

Wang Zijun responded with a smile in his mouth, and began to pay attention to his fishing rod silently, and Dou Mingtang stopped talking, and the whole person seemed to be engrossed in watching himself float with the fish floating on the water.

The breeze blows, and the water ripples. Although there are a lot of things to worry about in his heart, but in this situation, Wang Zijun unconsciously has a feeling of relaxation and happiness. His gaze inadvertently glanced towards Dou Mingtang's position, and found that Dou Mingtang was also engrossed, as if he hadn't noticed his small movements.

Wang Zijun's gaze did not stop at Dou Mingtang, he glanced at Ma Weihong on the other side. And just when he looked at Ma Weihong, Ma Weihong's eyes also happened to look at him.

The moment the two people's eyes met, Wang Zijun felt that Ma Weihong looked at him with a trace of awe. After showing a smiling face, he quickly took his gaze back.

Speaking of fishing, Wang Zijun is really not a good player, and there is no way to compare with Dou Mingtang as a master, Dou Mingtang's side is only half an hour, and two more fish have been caught, and although he also has a fish hook, but every time it is a failure.

Under the tireless explanation of Dou Mingtang, Wang Zijun finally pulled a grass carp weighing four or five catties up from the reservoir before sunset. When he put the fish in the bucket, Wang Zijun found that Ma Weihong was even happier than himself.

After washing their hands, the three of them walked to a wooden platform, where a few fish made of fish were already placed on the table, and in the middle of the table, there was a large bowl of fragrant fish soup.

"Minister Zijun, taste the fruits of our own labor and see if it has a different taste." Dou Mingtang gave up his seat to Wang Zijun and said to Wang Zijun with a smile.

Wang Zijun sat down next to Dou Mingtang, picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites, then said with a smile: "Secretary Dou is right, it really has a different taste. ”