Zeng Yi saw that several people didn't speak, so he continued: "As the saying goes: The filthy ones of the earth have many creatures, and the clear ones of the water often have no fish. The land with a lot of dirty things can grow a lot of things; The cleaner the water, the more fish are in it. The stomach belongs to the earth, and Ling Zu's stomach is now like a smooth concrete floor, which looks clean, but it is lifeless, nothing can grow, and there is no life. ”

Fang Nanguo bowed slightly, he felt that Zeng Yi's words made a lot of sense, even if they were placed in the officialdom, they were also applicable. A leader who can moderately tolerate his subordinates will inevitably have a large group of supporters around him, on the contrary, if a leader is highly honest and excessively strict, there will definitely be few colleagues around him, or even more serious, this kind of leader will not be able to survive in the officialdom at all, and can only become a loner in the end. If the officialdom is full of such people, everyone will be in retreat and no one will do anything.

"There is also a saying in Western medicine about immunity, where the human body excretes things that do not belong to itself, or secretes specific substances to decompose, attack and kill these foreign bodies." Zeng Yi looked at the cup in front of him and said: "The stomach is no longer angry, it will be regarded as a foreign body by the body, and the body will act and try its best to refuse to transmit food to the foreign body of the stomach, which is also a kind of rejection." ”

Feng Yiqin also knows a little medicine, but from Zeng Yi's words, she felt what a wonderful and wonderful organization the human body is, and even Chinese and Western medicine can explain the cause of this disease.

Cui Eun-hee looked at Zeng Yi and asked, "Is there no way to cure it?" When she asked this question, she was very nervous, for fear that Zeng Yi would still stick to her previous statement.

Zeng Yi shook his head, "He doesn't believe in Chinese medicine or Western medicine, if you go to tell him this truth, he won't believe it, but will argue with you, will reprimand you for being ridiculous, once you get angry and act rashly, it will further worsen his condition, so I said that there is no need to treat it, the more you treat, the more disgusted he is, and the worse the disease will be." ”

Fang Nanguo bowed slightly, reasoning with unreasonable people will only make unreasonable people half angry, of course, if you have a bad mentality, you will also be half angry. He kind of understood why Zeng Yi refused to treat Cui Zaichang, there is no rule of law for this disease, because Cui Zaichang has psychologically resisted all treatment.

"The stomach is like this, and so is the man. If people can't be tolerant, they will be world-weary; You look down on everyone, and everyone will see you as a foreign object and reject you! Zeng Yi looked at Cui Enxi, "Ling Zu is like this, anyone who comes into contact with him will feel uncomfortable and will reject him." The human heart is the heart of heaven, and his disease is not self-inflicted, but it is not the desire of the people. ”

Zeng Yi said this, picked up the cup in front of him, and drank the drink inside: "If you want to cure him, you must first change his heart, let him learn to accept, and be able to tolerate people and things, but this is very difficult, people who can convince him, I'm afraid I can't find it!" ”

After dinner, Fang Nanguo called Zeng Yi to the study and asked, "Is there really no way to cure Cui Zaichang's illness?" ”

Zeng Yi shook his head and said: "The country is easy to change, but this is difficult to move!" ”

Fang Nanguo understood what Zeng Yi meant, and said, "I know." ”

As an official, it is natural to benefit one party, to say that Fang Nanguo does not want to fight for the project of Pinghai Electronics, it is impossible, he is looking for Zeng Yi today, partly for this reason, but more importantly, it is his NV Fang Chenying who called him today and begged him, to let him think of a way to help Cui Enxi, for NV's request, Fang Nanguo naturally can't refuse, at least he has to call Zeng Yi over to ask what the situation is.

Zeng Yi saw Fang Nanguo ask, and said: "Will this matter affect the final intention of this investment delegation?" ”

Fang Nanguo picked up the teacup on the desk and said: "The final decision on investment matters is not in the province, the province can only do its best to fight for it, this is the correct attitude, but you can't do it knowing that you can't do it!" ”

Zeng Yi knew that Fang Nanguo supported him, but hearing Fang Nanguo say this, Zeng Yi felt a little guilty in his heart, if only he didn't talk more about it to Mr. Zhang at that time. In this delegation, Cui Xixuan's weight is the heaviest, his attitude, to a certain extent, can affect the intentions of other investors, such a large investment group to Nanjiang, if the last project can't stay, I'm afraid that Nanjiang will be disgraced, and the most embarrassing is Fang Nanguo, the leader of Nanjiang.

"Why don't I think of another way?" Zeng Yi said.

Fang Nanguo waved his hand, "There will be arrangements in the province for this matter, you can do your job well!" ”

Zeng Yi had no choice but to give up, Fang Nanguo asked Zeng Yi about some work again, and talked about his views from time to time, and when the two chatted for half a while, Zeng Yi said goodbye and left Fang Nanguo's study.

When they got downstairs, Cui Enxi was also about to say goodbye, and the two happened to go out of the No. 1 building of the Standing Committee together.

Out of Mén, Cui Enxi said: "Director Zeng, I apologize to you on behalf of my grandfather!" ”

Zeng Yi knew that what she said was Cui Zaichang's attitude during the last diagnosis, so he waved his hand and said, "No need, you have already been humble last time." ”

Choi Eun-hee said, "Thank you for your generosity." In fact, my grandfather is like this, and he can't help himself. Pinghai Group is a super-large enterprise, worth trillions, such a large enterprise, it is very difficult to manage, it is necessary to establish an absolute authority, there is a supreme leader, so grandpa will do that, maybe at the beginning he was also a last resort, but then it slowly became a habit. ”

Zeng Yi nodded, maybe, maybe this is also a kind of leadership disease!

Choi Eun-hee smiled bitterly, "In your eyes, he may be a villain, but in my eyes, he is just my grandfather!" I've decided, no matter what, I'm going to give it a try, I can't sit back and watch my grandfather leave me like this, I'll try to convince him! Choi Eun-hee's tone was very resolute.

Zeng Yi said: "You are not suitable! ”

Last time, Zeng Yi also saw that Cui Eunxi's filial piety was malicious in Cui Jaechang's eyes, Cui Jaechang even had to reprimand the doctor who treated him, and you went to teach the elders a junior lesson, which could only make him furious, and he felt that his authority was provoked.

"I know, but I can't think of anyone else who would do this." Choi Eun-hee is very sad, in South Korea, among ten people, there may be one person who works for Pinghai directly or indirectly, the Pinghai Group founded by his grandfather has fed so many people, but when his grandfather was sick, no one was willing to save him, and everyone respected him, but only his achievements were respected, not him as a person.

Zeng Yi thought for a while and said, "I'll think of a way again, and when I think of a way, I'll inform you." ”

Cui Eunxi's eyes immediately flashed with brilliance, and she looked at Zeng Yi with emotion, "Are you serious? ”

Zeng Yi nodded, he was a little reluctant, Fang Nanguo, the secretary of the provincial party committee, would rather end up embarrassed than embarrassed himself, and even explicitly ordered himself not to be allowed to do this, which made Zeng Yi very ashamed, he didn't want to embarrass Fang Nanguo, so he decided to give it a try. Whoever opened his mouth Zeng Yi could refuse, but Fang Nanguo opened his mouth, he couldn't refuse, "However, you have to keep this matter secret first, and it won't work if you say it." ”

Cui Eun-hee nodded hurriedly, tears slid out, "Thank you, Director Zeng, thank you very much, everything you have done, Eun-hee will remember all of your kindness." ”

"I'll talk about that later! You go back first and wait for my news! Zeng Yi waved his hand and motioned for Cui Enxi to go first.

Cui Enxi bowed three times to Zeng Yi, then turned around and got into the car and left the provincial party committee compound.

Zeng Yi sighed, Cui Eunxi is a very filial NV child, in order to treat his grandfather, he tried all the methods, and he couldn't come to invite him in person, so he asked someone to ask him, and even the first and second leaders of Nanjiang Province were shocked at the same time, but unfortunately Cui Jaechang didn't appreciate it.

The next morning, Zeng Yi drove to Lingjue Temple, thinking about it, he didn't know who could say that Cui Zaichang could move, and finally he remembered a person, that is, the kind-eyed monk Mingkong.

Last time Gu Mingzhu's illness, Monk Mingkong opened his mouth, and said that Cui Shiying's old family was angry, and he found dignity for Gu Mingzhu, which is not amazing. Moreover, if others talk about Cui Jaechang, Cui Jaechang will be angry with you and will reprimand him, but the monk will say, one Buddha at a time, Cui Zaichang can't be angry with the golden Buddha of clay sculpture!

At the entrance of the Mén of Lingjue Temple, there are many fortune-telling warlocks sitting in a row, or fairy wind bones, or Taoist costumes, sitting there waiting for guests to go to Mén, but there are few people who ask. But when I entered the Lingjue Temple, it was a different scene, with many good men believing in NV, holding a meter-long high incense, lining up to worship in front of the Buddha.

Zeng Yi saw this scene and shook his head, the ancients said, "The poor tell fortunes, and the rich burn incense." Today, I saw that it was so.

The fortune tellers of the poor are in the hope of changing their fate and making a fortune; And the rich burn incense in the hope of blessing good luck and not suffering misfortune. This is like plastic surgery, ordinary people want to make themselves look like stars, but celebrities want to keep their faces unchanged, and all they ask for is a trace of comfort.

In the wing room behind Lingjue Temple, Zeng Yi found Mingkong.

At this time, in front of Mingkong, there was a pair of pious male NVs, the men were in their forties, and they looked a little good, and the NV was in his early twenties, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he was very postureous.

Seeing Zeng Yi, Mingkong motioned for Zeng Yi to sit first, and then said to the man: "Okay, you guys go back first, in the future, you just need to do what the old man said, sincerely worship the Buddha, and naturally you can ask for a son and a place." ”

The pair of male NVs stood up, saluted Mingkong, and then retreated respectfully, Mingkong sent people outside the mén, and then turned back, saluted Zeng Yi, and said with a friendly smile: "Master Zeng, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed?" ”

"Fortunately, Master Lao Mingkong is concerned." Zeng Yi smiled and returned the salute, his heart said that this clear emptiness is really "profound Buddhism", last time it was to treat Xiǎo children frail and sick, this time he can even cure infertility, and I don't know where he has experience in the treatment of this kind of disease as a monk.

In fact, in the Buddhist classics, there are many talks about how to cure diseases, and in ancient times, temples also had the habit of giving porridge and giving yào, which is probably a careful study of those scriptures for healing, so he is good at using healing to spread the Dharma.

Mingkong asked Xiǎo Shami to serve tea to Zeng Yi, and then sat down and said, "Lord Zeng came to the Han Temple today, I don't know why?" ”

"Let's ask Master Mingkong for a favor!" Zeng Yi smiled.

Mingkong said: "Master Zeng, please elaborate, but wherever there is a place where there is a poor monk, the poor monk will never refuse!" ”

Zeng Yi introduced Cui Jaechang's illness to Mingkong.

After listening to Zeng Yi's description, Mingkong pondered for a moment, and actually said the same conclusion as Zeng Yi, and said: "According to what Zeng Shizhu said, what this Cui Shizhu got is a disease of heavenly killing, and the person who is killed by heaven should not be saved!" The Buddha said: All living beings are equal, since the eyes of Master Cui Shi cannot tolerate the world, he will not be tolerated by the world, Zeng Shizhu will save him, isn't it to offend the world? ”

Zeng Yi smiled and said, "That's why I want to ask Master Mingkong to make a move!" ”

Mingkong nodded, and the god said solemnly: "The Buddha said: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell." Since they have met, the poor monk naturally cannot sit idly by. ”

Zeng Yi thanked him, and then said: "However, when Master Mingkong is igniting Cui Zaichang, don't be like the pair of male NV donors just now, just explain the reason, and don't mention the matter of worshipping the Buddha." ”

Ming Kongmian was a little embarrassed, in front of Zeng Yi, a person who understands medical skills, his "Buddhism" was exposed, but he still said: "Sincerely worship the Buddha, the Buddha can make a wish, exert his magical powers, and relieve him of calamity." ”

Zeng Yi knew that Mingkong was unwilling to give up Cui Zaichang, the big financier who sent Mén, so he smiled and said: "I heard the ancients say: Filial piety comes first, the fate is not fate, and there is no filial piety in the fate of the cold mén; All evil yín is the head, the fate is not the heart, and the fate is not perfect. The Buddha advised the world to be kind, filial piety is the first good in the world, and it can't be fate, why do you worship the Buddha, but you must have fate? ”

Mingkong was asked, thought for a while, and said: "If you don't sincerely worship the Buddha, it can't prove that he has changed his mind for good." ”

Zeng Yi smiled, this is clearly a quibble, and said in his heart that you, a monk, have recited the scriptures crookedly, and you have to rely on the Buddha, if it weren't for the Buddha being just a clay sculpture, I have to settle accounts with you, he said: "In this case, why does Lingjue Temple still set up mén cards, collect mén tickets, and prevent those who have no money to buy tickets from entering the Buddha to worship the Buddha, isn't this preventing the world from doing good?" Could it be that the Buddha also hated the poor and loved the rich, and only crossed the rich? ”

Mingkong was speechless, "Amitabha", lowered his eyes and turned the Buddha beads in his hand, ignoring Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi saw that on the coffee table in the room, there was also a copy of "Dharma One Palm Sutra", so he asked again: "Is the master in the Bitter Ginseng One Palm Sutra?" ”

"Amitabha! Amitabha! Mingkong chanted the Buddha name twice, and there was already some pins and needles under his buttocks.

Others don't know, Zeng Yi is very "Dharma One Palm Sutra" of the origin, this is the Tang Dynasty a line of Zen master created, which says, not Buddhism, is the art of metaphysical life, according to the date of birth of the person, inferred that the rich and poor of the person is premature, quite effective, and the Lingjue Temple mén outside those fortune-telling warlocks, just a road number. It seems that in order to persuade people to worship the Buddha, Mingkong usually works hard.

"As a monk, the first thing is to give alms, and the second is to propagate the Dharma, have you ever done both of these things?" Zeng Yi asked again.

The sweat in the palm of Mingkong's hand came out, and he said continuously: "What Master Zeng said is very true, since this is the case, according to you, when I see Master Cui Shi, the poor monk only talks about Buddhism, and does not mention Buddhist things." ”

Zeng Yi said in his heart that the old monk Mingkong was really cunning, but since the other party had already responded, Zeng Yi no longer chased and beat hard, but praised: "The master's Buddhism is profound, and he has reached the realm of not being angry or angry, which is admirable." ”

Mingkong smiled, but he regretted it in his heart, he knew that this was the case, he agreed early, and he didn't have to be ridiculed by Zeng Yi, it seems that Zeng Yi also has some research on Buddhism, and he is smiling and generous today.

Raising his eyes to see Zeng Yi looking at his wrist, Mingkong pulled down the sleeves of his robe, covering the diamond-encrusted Rolex watch, and said: "Master Zeng, saving people is important, you should talk about Master Cui Shi, and the poor monk can also know it in his heart." If you can persuade Cui Shizhu to turn back, it is also a great merit! ”

Zeng Yi laughed twice, and no longer stabbed Monk Mingkong, so he discussed with Mingkong how to persuade Cui Zaichang.

Mingkong, the great monk, usually relies on lip service, Zeng Yi is really looking for the right person for him, the great monk put forward a lot of suggestions for improvement in Zeng Yi's method, and when the two discussed for nearly a xiǎo, they finally settled the matter, just wait for Cui Enxi to find a way to lead Cui Jaechang to Lingjue Temple, and then he can act according to the plan.

Choi Eun-hee suddenly proposed to go to Yeongjue Temple on the grounds that she wanted to pray for her grandfather and bless Choi Jae-chang to get rid of his illness and recover physically.

Choi Jae-chang doesn't believe in Buddhism, he doesn't believe in anything but himself, but seeing that Choi Eun-hee pleaded so much, he had to agree to come down, he has been in Rongcheng for so many days, and he hasn't gone to Lingjue Temple, I heard that Lingjue Temple has a history of thousands of years, so it's good to go and see while he can still walk around now.

The two asked the driver to prepare the car, and the light car Jane went to Lingjue Temple.

After entering Mén, Cui Eunxi said: "Grandpa, the incense of this Lingjue Temple is so vigorous, it seems to be very effective, I will go to the Buddha and pray for you." ”

Cui Jaechang put his hands behind his back, he was displeased, he was very dissatisfied with his Sun NV's performance, what kind of prayer was nothing more than seeking a spiritual comfort, he was a little annoyed in his heart, waved his hand, and said, "You go!" ”

Cui Eun-hee bowed slightly, and then entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall in front of the end, and a novice stepped forward and instructed her on some precautions for the Buddha.

Cui Zaichang put his hands behind his back and walked around the temple to see, these buildings of Lingjue Temple, the longest can have a history of hundreds of years, feel carefully, can taste the vicissitudes of history, Cui Zaichang looked at the vicissitudes of architecture and towering ancient trees in his eyes, listened to the quiet Sanskrit sound in his ears, walked a few hundred meters away, and gradually calmed down in his heart.

Turning a corner, he saw a kind old monk in front of him, sitting in an old-fashioned Taishi chair, and in the courtyard in front of him, there were twenty or thirty listeners, listening to the monk**.

Cui Jaechang had never seen a monk**, so he took a few steps closer.

The voice of the old monk came from his ears: "...... Nowadays, people in the world, busy for fame, busy for profit, all say that they are not happy, in order to find happiness, they change cars, houses, and wives, and there is no happiness after the change, so what should I do, I have to change again, but in the end I seek happiness? ”

"Never!" The old monk said very surely, "Master Huineng of the Sixth Ancestor once said: All blessings are not far from the square inch. This is very reasonable, to know that all kinds of blessings in the world must be sought from the heart, outside the heart, there is no blessing, and it is impossible to seek happiness from the outside. Whatever you sow in your heart, you will reap it, sow blessings and reap blessings. ”

Cui Jaechang was immediately attracted, and the old monk's statement was very interesting.

"Last year, a donor came to me and said that he was in a lot of pain, why, because he had lupus erythematosus, which is very difficult to treat in Western medicine." The old monk's eyes drooped, calmly looked at the audience in front of him, and said: "Western medicine calls lupus erythematosus 'autoimmune disease', what does it mean, that is, if your own immune system has a problem, it turns the gun and attacks yourself. Why does the human immune system attack itself? It's because you're melancholy and misanthropic, and it's because you feel that you're too unhappy and unhappy, so your immune system cooperates with you and begins to decompose and destroy your body. ”

"How can this disease be cured? That's what the six ancestors said, you have to ask from the heart, be happy, don't get angry with others, don't disagree with yourself because of other people's opinions, you care very much, you are very persistent, and you have to let the other party agree with you. There are billions of people in the world, and it is impossible for everyone to think the same as you think, even if his ideas are wrong, he also has the right to his own ideas, right? ”

The old monk's benevolent eyebrows shrugged twice, "Later, I told this benefactor the words of the Sixth Ancestor, and he himself reflected, so that his illness slowly improved, and the most important thing is that he is happier than before." ”

When the old monk said this, he got up from his chair and said, "That's all for today, I hope that all the donors can be inspired, reap happiness, and find happiness." ”

The people below all stood up and said that they had made a great gain today, and then left this xiǎo courtyard while flowing with jiāo, their faces full of brilliance.

Cui Jaechang followed the old monk into the wing room, looking left and right at the furnishings in the room.

Mingkong entered the house, picked up the teacup and poured himself a glass of water, and sat down after drinking, only to see Cui Zaichang, so he stood up again and saluted, and said, "This donor, but is there something?" ”

Cui Jaechang said: "I listened to the master ** outside just now, and I gained a lot. "Western medicine belongs to the category of science, Cui Jaechang also understands a little, the etiology and pathology of lupus erythematosus just now is completely in line with the statement of Western medicine, but it is the first time he has heard someone explain why the immune system attacks people, and he has some bright feelings.

Ming Kong raised his hand and said, "Sit!" ”

Choi Jae-chang sat down on a chair and said, "I wonder if the master can elaborate on what he just said." ”

Mingkong's eyes drooped, and he turned the Buddha beads in his hand twice, and said: "Why bother with the poor monk's tongue, the donor himself has the most personal feelings." ”

Cui Jaechang's face changed, and he said, "Please explain in detail to the master?" ”

Mingkong picked up the teapot at hand, poured water into the teacup, and poured it until the water overflowed, and said, "If it's full, you can't accommodate things, but the donor has this kind of distress right now?" ”

Cui Zaichang's face changed again, with his xìng character, it was really hard to believe that the old monk would have such magical powers, but he didn't understand why this thing was so mysterious, he corrected the god and said, "The master may help me relieve my troubles?" ”

Mingkong shook his head and said, "The donor's distress can't be saved by the doctor, the Buddha can't be saved, and the ghosts and gods can't be saved!" ”

Cui Jaechang's face softened slightly, if Mingkong said that it could be cured, he would definitely have to argue, but if he said that it could not be cured, he would have no argument, he said: "Then how can I be saved?" ”

Mingkong recited a large passage of scripture in a low voice, and after doing enough homework, he said: "Shicai has already said, all blessings and misfortunes are born from the heart, and you can only save yourself." After speaking, Mingkong's eyes suddenly widened, jīng burst into light, picked up the cup and poured the tea at Cui Jaechang's feet, "You can tolerate people, the body can accommodate things, if you seek death yourself, you can't complain about others, donors should do it themselves!" ”

Cui Jaechang wanted to ask again, but Mingkong closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, without replying.

Coming out of the Mingkong meditation room, Choi Jae-chang was very depressed, and he was not interested in wandering, and walked to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall sullenly, and saw Choi Eun-hee walking out of it.

Cui Jaechang was about to reprimand Cui Eunxi for being ignorant, but as soon as he thought of the old monk's words, he took them back, and a flash of thought flashed in his heart, isn't he like this, isn't it what the old monk said, even his own grandson's filial piety, he can't even tolerate it, he said: "How? ”

Cui Enxi said: "I have already offered an everlasting lamp for my grandfather in front of the Buddha. However, when I saw that there were no real monks in this Lingjue Temple, there were Xiǎo novices who were always by the side, not preaching Buddhism, but only persuading me and those good men to donate merit money. ”

Cui Eun-hee said this, but Cui Jae-chang felt that there was a real monk in this Lingjue Temple, and he said: "It's rare that you have a filial piety, since you have finished praying, let's go back!" ”

Cui Eunxi's eyes flashed, and he quickly suppressed it again, and said in a low voice: "Okay!" ”

Zeng Yi returned to Baiyang, and the next day received a call from Mr. Zhang of Qingjiang Hotel, he said, "Guess what happened to me today?" ”

"How can I guess?" Zeng Yi smiled.

Mr. Zhang said: "It turns out that the guest who lives in the No. 3 presidential suite is Choi Jae-chang, chairman of South Korea's Pinghai Group!" I met him in the lobby downstairs just now, and he actually apologized to me and said that he was very grateful for the oxygen pillow I gave him a few days ago. ”

Zeng Yi smiled, Cui Zaichang can make such a big career, it is a generation of heroes, and the great monk of Mingkong only made a little difference, and he realized it himself. It is a pity that not everyone in the world has this kind of understanding and decisiveness, and people always like to defend their mistakes.

After another two days, I heard that the investment delegation had taken a circle around several districts in Nanjiang, accompanied by Governor Sun Wenjie, and the momentum was huge. However, this has nothing to do with Baiyang High-tech Park, no matter how lively it is, it is someone else's business.

After lunch, Shawden came again, this time inviting a well-known designer to come over and take one final look at a few alternatives, and then settle on the plan.

Zeng Yi accompanied Xiao Deng around the high-tech park, and he also hoped that the address would be settled quickly, and if it was settled, he could enter the next link, otherwise it would be delayed, and when the school was built, he would not know what year and month it was.

When it was almost three o'clock, Li Wei came over, panicked, and almost knocked down the surveying and mapping equipment brought by the designer, he said: "Zeng ...... Director Zeng, hurry back! ”

"Director Li, what's wrong, so urgent!" Zeng Yi frowned and asked, how could Li Weicai be so flustered when he encountered something, how could he have half the calm bearing of an old politician who had been in the sea for a long time.

"The investment delegation went to the Mén entrance of the management committee, and they named Director Zeng to receive him, and Governor Sun was also there!" Li Weicai said, he was also surprised, and he still underestimated Director Zeng, and where is the gold plating, this is clearly real gold, it seems that he is also old and dizzy, and he didn't recognize the real gold for the first time, and then pounced.

Zeng Yi was also a little surprised, didn't he say that there was no Baiyang High-tech Park for this inspection, why did he suddenly come over again, and he didn't say hello in advance, he was completely caught off guard, he didn't think much about it, explained a few words to Xiao Deng, and hurriedly drove back to the management committee.

The staff of the management committee were all lying behind the window at this time, they had never seen such a big scene.

Twelve BMW motorcycles opened the road, followed by the No. 1 car of the Provincial Public Security Department, and then looked at the back, obediently, unbelievable, Mercedes-Benz, Lincoln, Bentley, a slip of luxury cars to the end of the line of sight, at least three miles long, and I can't see where the end is.

The most conspicuous in the convoy is the No. 2 car in Nam Giang Province, which is from the Hún system of Nam Giang Province, who doesn't know that it is the governor's car, and the appearance of this car means that the governor is here.

Zhuge Mou had already led the leaders of the management committee at this time, and went up to greet him in a panic, but he was stopped by the guards twenty meters away from the convoy, and no one in the car got down. The people in the management committee talked a lot, and they couldn't figure out what the situation was, since they came, why didn't they get off the bus!

After a few minutes, I looked at the other end of the road, and another long dragon roared, rolling up smoke and dust all the way, and in front of it was the No. 1 car in Baiyang City, then the No. 2 car, and the No. 3 car......

When the convoy reached a distance of 50 meters from the police car, no one gave a signal, and all the cars stopped in unison, and then they heard the "click", which was the sound of the car opening, followed by another "bang, bang", and then there was a "bang, bang" sound. The car mén lived together, and it was seen that all the leaders were walking briskly and moving towards this side, led by Liao Tianhua, secretary of the Baiyang Municipal Party Committee, and then Mayor Zhao Zhanbing.

The leaders of Baiyang City were also caught off guard, and almost rushed to the high-tech park management committee at a wild speed, what is this called, too rude, too passive, the governor has arrived, he has not yet arrived, let the governor wait for himself, this is not idle to progress too fast!

And everyone also can't understand what's going on today, a few days ago Zhuge Mou reported to the city, saying that there was no suitable project, so the delegation did not come to the high-tech park, which made the city leaders very annoyed, Zhao Zhanbing also called Zhuge Mou over, face-to-face criticism, who knew that today's investment delegation came suddenly, is it to see the real situation of the high-tech park?

With all kinds of speculations, the leaders of Baiyang City went to the No. 2 car in Nanjiang.

Before writing this case, I could have thought that there would be book friends who objected, but I still wrote it, and I didn't believe the claims about the cause in this case before, but I saw more cases later, and I came into contact with a few such patients around me, so I believed that this was not false. I also hope that some of the statements in the book can make everyone happy in their hearts.