The next day, Yanhua City long-distance bus station.

Gao Jie looked at Fan Hongyu's red travel bag, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Zhao Ge prepared it for you, right?" ”

Fan Hongyu pretended to be surprised and said: "The leader is worthy of being a leader, he is like a god, and he is better than Zhuge Zhiliang." ”

Gao Jie flattened his mouth and said disdainfully: "Come on, Director Fan, when did you learn to be so flamboyant?" Whenever and wherever you are, you can take a shot at the opportunity. ”

Fan Hongyu said with a smile: "Officialdom culture has always been like this. This sycophant technique is broad and profound, and it is really the quintessence of the country. The use of wonder, in one mind. If you have the opportunity, you have to pat the ass, and if you don't have the opportunity to create the opportunity, you have to pat the ass! ”

Gao Jie couldn't help laughing, the laughter was crisp, and it attracted countless eyeballs in an instant.

Gao Jie didn't care.

As the mayor of a town, Gao Jie has long been accustomed to all kinds of different eyes. Even at every meeting, how can those cadres and colleagues on the stage be listening carefully to Mayor Gao's report or greedily looking at Mayor Gao and secretly swallowing saliva?

"Well, if you have the opportunity to make a fool of yourself, if you don't have the opportunity to create an opportunity, you have to make a fool of yourself, this sentence is very level and highly generalized."

After Gao Zhenchang laughed, he frequently bowed his head and praised Director Fan.

As the saying goes, "if there are difficulties, you must go up, and if there are no difficulties, you must go up if you create difficulties". Director Fan's words are just picking up people's teeth and making slight modifications, so that he can smile at the beauty and get what he wants.

Yanhua's long-distance bus to the provincial capital is twice a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Because of the slight delay in the morning, they could only catch the afternoon bus and arrive at the provincial capital, which was already evening.

Gao Jie is going to the Yanhua Provincial Office to rest and sleep. In fact, Gao Jie's home is in the provincial capital, but Fan Hongyu was "thrown" to the provincial office. Go home with your own moisture to enjoy the "special treatment". It's not interesting. Gao Jie didn't mention this stubble at all.

Generally speaking, moving into the provincial office is a common-sense choice for most cadres. Although the conditions of the provincial office are average, they are better than cordial. The provincial office at that time. The function is still relatively simple, basically to receive cadres from the Yanhua area who go to the provincial capital on business, and as for the function of "petition and repatriation station". It will take many years for thugs to be raised, to "attack" everywhere, to chase down and intercept petitioners.

Of course, it's not that no one petitioned in the 80s, there were, and there were quite a few. Many of the problems left over from the great turmoil have not been fully resolved, and some veteran comrades. I often go to Beijing to go to the province to ask for an explanation. But the petitions at that time were basically normal. Party committees and governments at all levels. He also has a good mentality and usually takes the problems reported by the petitioners very seriously. Give me a reply as much as you can.

There is no such thing as a professional petitioner.

Who runs to the province if they have nothing to do? Running to the capital?

The Letters and Visits Office also does not exist.

Fan Hongyu refused, and said with a smile: "Sister, I'm in for a treat today, let's stay in a big hotel, and have a good time." ”

Gao Jie smiled when he heard this, and said, "So, Director Fan is going to be a big guy?" ”

At that time, the word "big money" was not yet popular.

At least in the Yanhua region or the entire Qingshan Province, it is still a new term.

Fan Hongyu laughed and said, "I don't dare to be a big guy, but the money earned is spent." I'm not Grandet, and I don't want to be wronged. Besides, what is wronged Fan Hongyu? You can't be wronged by Mayor Gao! Aggrieved leader, Fan is a great crime! ”

Gao Jie shook his head.

really got the essence of "there is a chance to pat the ass, and there is no opportunity to create the opportunity to pat the ass", live and learn to use, as for the extreme. This person is bold and careful, "ruthless" and very witty, plus his face is as thick as a city wall, he is indeed a rare talent in officialdom.

In less than half a month after arriving in Fenglin Town, Lu Weidong was bound several times, and he was almost unable to parry, and he was defeated in an instant.

"Okay, then I'll be at the mercy of Director Fan tonight......"

Before he finished speaking, Gao Jie realized that there was a big problem with his words, and he immediately blushed, and he didn't notice it for a while, but he didn't know how to be teased by this guy.

Who knew that Director Fan, who has always been hippie and smiling, was rare and serious this time, as if he hadn't heard the "language disease" in this sentence at all, nodded with a smile, and said: "Please rest assured that Fan Hongyu will never let the leader be wronged." ”

When you're in the office, it's nothing to joke and take advantage of words. Now on the streets of Hongzhou, the night is cold and there are few pedestrians, Fan Hongyu has to be conscious, and no matter how flowery he is, he can't help but make Gao Jie laugh in his heart and underestimate him.

In essence, Director Fan is not a guy who is obsessed with lust.

So far, he has never had a real skin-to-skin relationship with Zhao Ge, and he abides by the rules.

It should also be the luck of Mayor Gao and Director Fan, who stood at the exit of the bus station for less than two minutes, and a taxi stopped beside them, and the driver asked if they wanted to take a taxi.

Taxis are a means of transportation that only a few major cities in Thanh Peak Province have. A county-level city like Yanhua is still very rare to have only three-wheeled motorcycles to carry passengers.

Even in Hongzhou, how many people can afford to take a taxi?

This driver can be regarded as discerning, seeing Fan Hongyu Gao Jie dressed brightly, the man is handsome and tall, and the woman is beautiful and charming, standing next to each other, at first glance, it looks like a lover, maybe the young boy is going to be wide and please his girlfriend?

The driver was not mistaken, Fan Hongyu pulled Gao Jie and got into the taxi.

"Go to the Meishan Hotel."

As soon as Fan Hongyu got in the car, he commanded.

When the driver heard it, it was really a big guy.

Meishan Hotel is the most upscale hotel in Hongzhou City at that time, just completed two years ago, even more luxurious than the Provincial Party Committee Guest House and the old brand of "Bayi Hotel", all kinds of businessmen and government cadres who got rich first, flock to it, and are called the "gold cave" of Hongzhou. Ordinary cadres and citizens can't afford to spend their leisure.

Of course, everything will have its limitations, and the Meishan Hotel at this time, in Fan Hongyu's eyes, is only ordinary. The house price of 18 yuan a night makes Fan Hongyu, a "future man", feel ridiculously cheap.

But in detail, at that time, eighteen yuan was the price of two bottles of Moutai, and it was a genuine Moutai. According to comparable prices, the room prices of Meishan Hotel are ridiculously expensive. In Hongzhou in later generations, there is no hotel that can offer such a room price. Only in the capital, in the pearl, in the super luxury hotels of the kind of megacities in the south, it is not surprising.

Hongzhou City in 87 years, far from how prosperous and lively, sitting in the car and looking out, it can be regarded as a brilliant light, but it is "ten thousand lights", and there is no neon lights that can be seen everywhere in later generations, flashing with demonic light. The whole city seems to be undervirated. The only good thing is that you definitely don't have to worry about traffic jams!

If there is a car, you can get stuck in traffic!

Fan Hongyu looked at Hongzhou City, which had been absent for many years, and the vague memories in his mind gradually became clear. After going back in time, this was his second visit to Hongzhou. The first time was to send a manuscript to Qiu Mingshan, and that time, Fan Hongyu spent all his body and mind on the manuscript, nervously carrying out all kinds of work of "stealing beams and changing pillars", how could he be half distracted to be nostalgic? This time, the mood is naturally very different.

Everything is going according to his plan, Qiu Mingshan and Fan Weiguo have been promoted to one level, and various relationship networks have begun to be gradually established, and there is a beautiful leader with a great background sitting next to him, and it seems that the relationship with himself is getting better and better, and Director Fan has no reason not to be in a good mood.

"Sister, Hongzhou is still lacking in vitality."

Fan Hongyu sighed while being nostalgic.

Gao Jie asked casually, "Why do you say that?" ”

Fan Hongyu said: "It's just a feeling. As the provincial capital and one of the most important hub cities in the middle of the Great River Basin, Hongzhou has not played its greatest role at present, especially in driving regional economic development, and the function of a megacity is far from being shown. The main leaders of the city still need to be further emancipated ideologically. ”

Gao Jie said jokingly: "Yo, Director Fan, does this want to be the leader of the provincial party committee?" Or, let's discuss with Secretary Rong, please come to Hongzhou to be the mayor and develop well? ”

Fan Hongyu was very thick-skinned, and he didn't care about Gao Jie's ridicule, but said coaxingly: "Sister, don't say it, if I am asked to be the mayor of Hongzhou, the development of Hongzhou will definitely not be what it is now." ”

Gao Jie couldn't help but glance at him carefully, and said with a faint smile: "Director Fan, it's good to be ambitious, but you must also be down-to-earth." The leaders of Hongzhou may not be as incompetent as you think. Everything has a process of development. ”

Fan Hongyu nodded again and again and said, "Yes, yes, the leader's criticism is very reasonable. In fact, what I want to say is that this mayor of Hongzhou, one day, it is best for Comrade Gao Jie to do it, and the contemptible people will also follow him, and walk sideways in Hongzhou City, and if anyone is not pleasing to the eye, I will go up and reprimand him. We have the mayor as a backer, who are we afraid of? ”

Before Gao Jie could answer, the taxi driver said with a smile: "Hey, this comrade, don't say it, the mayor of Hongzhou is really surnamed Gao." ”

Fan Hongyu was immediately very surprised, looked at Gao Jie, and said with a smile: "Look at you, the town chief, I am right." One day, the mayor of Hongzhou will have the surname Gao. ”

Gao Jie smiled: "Accept your auspicious words." If there really is such a day, maybe I will really give you a sign, on the book 'Mayor Gao's henchman Colonel', there are comings and goings! ”

Fan Hongyu laughed.

In the future, the mayor of Hongzhou, whether the surname is Gao, Fan Hongyu dare not say, but Mayor Yanhua, there will be a time when the surname is Gao.

Talking and laughing, the huge signboard of Meishan Hotel's neon lights is already far away. The Meishan Hotel is as high as 10 floors, which is a large section higher than the surrounding buildings, and it looks particularly majestic and magnificent.

The driver drove the taxi straight into the marble-paved foyer of the hotel, but no doorman came forward to open the door for the guests. At that time, the big hotels were still relatively backward in terms of service.

The identities of service staff and guests are also relatively equal.

Fan Hongyu paid the fare and opened the glass door of the hotel for Gao Jie very diligently, and the position was very upright. Gao Jie smiled slightly and walked in the door with his head held high.