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Farewell Qiu Qingyun came out of Vientiane City, and the net old went downstairs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Baoga stopped next to Zhang Qingyun, and a head stuck out of the car, Fang Xiaonan.

Zhang Qingyun nodded lightly as a greeting, Fang Xiaonan said: "It's my honor to meet Secretary Zhang today, I will go to Sangzhang to visit you another day and make amends by the way!" ”

"Miss Fang, everyone knows that you are the God of Wealth Bodhisattva of Wuling, and you have the ability to turn stones into gold, if you have the opportunity to go to Sangzhang, I will definitely fully cooperate with you in your work!" Zhang Qingyun said with a smile, feeling that his smile was a little fake.

The other party, Xiao Nan, this woman, has an instinctive fear. She is likely to be a pivotal figure in the connection of the interests of all parties. This kind of person is the most dangerous, but the temptation is also great, since Zhang Qingyun has a plan in his heart, of course he will deliberately distance himself.

Fang Xiaonan smiled charmingly, seeing that Zhang Qingyun's eyes were a little floating, and he didn't seem to notice himself, he was a little disappointed in his heart, and said, "I am old friends with Qiu Gongzi, otherwise she would not have taken such an opportunity to introduce me and you." ”

Zhang Qingyun's face changed, and he secretly cursed in his heart. Fang Xiaonan's words sounded as if she had no ill will towards Zhang Qingyun. In fact, his intentions are very vicious, Qiu Xin wanted to win himself over today, but he deliberately called a so-called friend, which seemed random, but in fact there was a witness

Think.

Fang Xiaonan said this sentence is actually piercing this layer of paper, so that their scheming is exposed, just like a three-point girl, someone ripped off her pants at once, and her art instantly became vulgar.

"Thank you! Today's dinner is very good, Qiu Gongzi can invite you. It shows that my mulberry camphor's exhibition is hopeful.

Whoever the God of Wealth Bodhisattva favors, who will be lucky, this time I encountered such a good omen, let me double my confidence! Zhang Qingyun said, saying that he was very happy, but there was no joy on his face, and his fluttering words made it difficult to judge whether his confidence was really enhanced.

The gloom between Fang Xiaonan's eyebrows flashed, Zhang Qingyun was much deeper than she imagined, the meaning of his sarcasm was obvious, and there was a faint warning. And the people in Quanwuling want to have a little relationship with themselves, except for Zhang Qingyun?

She knew that Zhang Qingyun definitely didn't want to get away with it, Fang Xiaonan was still the first time she encountered this situation, she thought she was the God of Wealth Bodhisattva, but others thought she was the god of plague, this embarrassment can be imagined.

"Really? It's good to have faith, we will meet often in the future, I hope you will still have confidence by then! Fang Xiaonan said coquettishly, her voice became a little cold, and the car sped away.

Zhang Qingyun took out a cigarette and lit it, got into his car, opened the window, and said to Geng Zhan: "Let's drive!" Let's go back to the hotel first. ”

Fang Xiaonan, this woman, was completely stunned today, and she had the meaning of drinking to quench her thirst. Zhang Qingyun wanted to take advantage of Fang Xiaonan's disgust with himself to temporarily stop the people above from staring at Sangcui, because now everyone's eyes are on adding new highlights to Wuling's tourism industry, and the main interests are concentrated in that area. Zhang Qingyun provoked Fang Xiaonan at this time, and the heat of the Kaisang Wave tourist route must cool down.

In this way, Zhang Qingyun can take the opportunity to stabilize the inside of Sang Zhang, retract his fist first, and wait for Sang Cui's own problems to be resolved, and the external environment should gradually become clear. When the time comes, it is a foolproof strategy to stand by and move.

However, Zhang Qingyun also knows that Fang Xiaonan, this woman, is a snake, and if she offends this woman, she will have to pay more attention in the future.

Rongcheng, He Kun's mansion, He Jun respectfully helped his father grind in the study. He Kun likes to write, and he writes a few times a day, a habit that has been maintained for decades.

After the ink was studied, He Kun elegantly spread a long strip of snow-white rice paper on the table, flattened and pressed it, and then held his breath for a long time, his eyes opened, and his eyes suddenly glowed with a different kind of brilliance. The pen is elegant, and in a moment, the four words jump on the paper, "Hai Nabai."

Four words are written. He Kun did not put down the pen in his hand. The radiant eyes are still staring at the words, as if the whole person is really immersed in the artistic conception of these four words, like an old pedant, his head turns slightly in a circle, his eyes gradually soften, and a smile gradually appears on his face.

After a long time, he slowly put the pen in his hand on the pen holder, reached out and took the towel from He Jun's hand to wipe it, and then handed it back.

"Dad, I haven't seen you write in a few months, and your calligraphy seems to have improved a lot." He Jun said.

"Yes!" He Jun nodded, and the charm just now was gone. It returned to its previous somewhat wooden demeanor.

"Can you take it back and hang it in your bedroom?" He Kun said, his speech was a little slurred, and he seemed to be a little tired.

He Jun's face was happy. Said: "That Dad." You haven't signed up and printed yet?

"Huh?" He Kun raised his eyes and said a little indifferently: "That's it!" If you get a print, you won't be worthy

He Jun's face changed. Half of his hand stretched out and quickly retracted it, his eyebrows were low, and he didn't dare to take a breath of air, so he only dared to stand in a daze.

"Dad, Wuling" Wuling recently I went to visit Uncle Wang, and he said hello to you! He Jun said softly and explained honestly

"Get the words back!" He Kun rolled his eyes and said, his tone was not heavy, but it was thunderous in He Jun's ears, he hurriedly stepped forward and gently rolled the rice paper and tied it, but the person did not leave.

"Smack!" Bang. He Kun threw the teapot in his hand and smashed it on the ground, as if playing a game, obviously angry, but the expression on his face did not change, still sluggish and wooden.

"People who think they are wise. It's going to die on cleverness! Those who can't keep their duties have to stand aside! He Kun said.

He Jun tightened. He understood his father's words, and he mastered all his performances in Wuling, and he didn't agree with it in his heart. As for not being able to keep his duty, of course, it means that he is close to Wang Ding, not a person in the officialdom. But it affects people in the officialdom, isn't this a violation of duty?

According to He Jun's rules. Wuling is now ushering in a new round of exhibition opportunities, and there will be a large number of new projects to be launched, the most likely of which is to make a sharp chapter around the former residence of General Sang Zhanghuang.

Every new project is launched, which means benefits, and he and Wang Ding have laid out early, and they seem to be rushing to Zhang Qingyun on the surface. The deeper meaning is that he is optimistic about the prospects of Sang Yi in the next few years and wants to profit from it. In recent years, the state's policy towards the old revolutionary base area has obviously been seriously tilted, and Wuling itself has an exhibition plan, "All kinds of signs show that Sangzhang has an opportunity."

However, He Kun's words were printed. He Jun may not know that Zhang Qingyun has temporarily cut off this point of interest, deliberately arranging to offend the leading figures of Wuling tourism, and Zhu Ziheng is an obstruction from it, and the situation in Wuling will soon be confusing.

There is no such thing as a benefit. Sangzhang Mountain is far away from the emperor, who else is going to star? Zhang Qingyun closed the door and beat the dogs, first cleaned up the chess pieces that He Jun had worked so hard to find one by one, and then turned back to me and started his fishing tactics.

By the time He Jun realized the new value of Sangcui, he had already been a person. And others have already taken the lead. How many chances does he have?

"Get out!" He Kun said.

He Jun glanced at him deeply, opened his mouth, stopped talking, and was about to turn around and leave, He Kun said, "Next time I go to Wuling." When I see Qingyun, help me bring him a good one."

He Jun's body trembled, and he went out in response. He Kun squinted his eyes, his brows furrowed into pimples, and he only felt that his son was too unsuccessful. The affairs of the Zhao family and Zhang Qingyun, how can they casually listen to the wind and rain? Once he marries Zhao Jiayao, can he see the future development direction clearly?

He Jun has always been resourceful, but because a woman has lost her mind, if she really wants to deal with Zhang Qingyun, she has to be obscure and fake the hands of others. As soon as he thought of this, He Kun's eyes flashed, and after a long time, the divine light gradually dissipated.

A small Zhang Qingyun is not enough to let himself bother with his brains, so it is too much to gain by offending Huang Laowei,,

Zhang Qingyun sneezed at the Wuling Hotel at this time, but he didn't know that he was being read by He Kun, and thought that Geng Shuang was chattering and hurriedly dialed a phone call to Geng Shuang.

The long night was long and sleepless, and the two of them were in high spirits and chatted happily.

Zhang Qingyun's mood gradually relaxed, and finally fell asleep while chatting.

Early the next morning. Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes and it was already more than 8 o'clock, so he quickly got up and got dressed, and finished washing. He was about to go out when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Zhang Qingyun said, he turned his back to the door and turned to his side to get dressed and said, "Biaozi, hurry up and pack your things, let's go back quickly after dinner."

"What's wrong? Qingyun. Are you in a hurry to go back? I'd like to talk to you! ”

Zhang Qingyun was stunned, and when he turned around, he saw Wang Pingzheng standing at the door with a smile, he smiled and said busily: "Sin, sin!" It was the secretary general who came, blaming me for being careless. Immediately, he walked quickly to the door, ready to call Geng Zhan. Wang Ping hurriedly said:

"Don't blame the people below, I deliberately didn't let them report!"

Then he said, "Since you didn't eat breakfast, that's just right, I didn't eat either!" Let's do it together, Huang Ji rice noodles. This is not available in Yongping! ”

"Good! That's disrespectful! Zhang Qingyun said loudly, but he was secretly thinking about Wang Ping's intention to come to see him at this time.

The two went out. Geng Zhan greeted him, Zhang Qingyun waved his hand and said, "You just stay in the hotel!" I went out with Secretary-General Wang. In the afternoon we will go back to Sangdi. ”

Geng Zhan opened his mouth to speak. Zhang Qingyun and Wang Ping entered the elevator earlier.

Huangji rice noodles originated from Wuling. The ingredients are very particular, and you can only eat the authentic taste in Wuling. Wuling Huangji Rice Noodles Shop is not far from the municipal government, the decoration is very luxurious, and it looks like a Western restaurant from a distance.

The private room on the third floor, facing the street, Wang Ping and Zhang Qingyun sit opposite each other, and from here you can clearly see the very characteristic morning of Wuling. Unlike other cities, there are very few people in Wuling rushing to work, and there are all business vehicles and tourist buses on the street, all of which are sitting with travelers from all over the world wearing travel caps, noisy, chattering, pointing and pointing, a lively and noisy scene,

Pass!