It was almost noon, and Li Qing beckoned Dong Xuebin to go to the cafeteria together, "Xuebin, are you talking to someone?" ”

Khan, this problem again? Dong Xuebin felt that since he entered the agency, at least four people had asked the same thing, and he really didn't want to discuss this topic, because he hadn't had a love experience in more than 20 years...... This is really not a face-showing thing, but if the leader asks you to answer, Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly and said hypocritically: "I haven't found it yet, I want to do the job at hand first, and the object is not in a hurry." "It's no wonder he's not in a hurry!

Turning the corner out of the gray building, Li Qing smiled and said, "I have to criticize you." ”

Dong Xuebin laughed.

"Work is work, and you can't delay talking to someone because of this." Li Qingwei was a little guilty for blaming Dong Xuebin for the matter, so he kindly reminded: "You are too young now, and you are in such an eye-catching position as the deputy director of the comprehensive office, do you know how many people behind your back chew your tongue and are not convinced?" I know you're capable, but age is there, isn't it? Therefore, when you meet the right person, you should deal with the object first, and solve the marriage problem as soon as possible, don't delay. ”

“…… Tie the knot? ”

The cafeteria had arrived, and Li Qing patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "You can think about it yourself." ”

Li Qing didn't remind him, Dong Xuebin really didn't think about it. Indeed, if you get married, you will definitely give others the impression that you are more mature than you are now, and you can make up for the negative impact of being too young, and it will also be of great benefit to your next promotion, but Dong Xuebin doesn't know whether to cry or laugh, so to speak, this is the reason, but ...... Where is he going to get married? Who is he going to marry? When he thought of the marriage partner in his mind, it was strange to say that Dong Xuebin actually had two faces in his mind, one of which was understandably Qu Yunxuan, and the other was ...... It turned out to be the hostess who grabbed the wallet back with the thief on the road that day, the woman who called to invite herself to dinner after saying that she had a meeting, and she never played, and her appearance was overwhelming, and her temperament was very elegant!

I'm dizzy, how did I think of her?

Dong Xuebin shook his head vigorously, and threw the woman's face out of his mind, he must have forgotten him if he hadn't called him for so long, and there would be no chance to see him again in the future, so Dong Xuebin once again had Qu Yunxuan's bad idea. If you can fall in love with Aunt Xuan, it will obviously be the best ending, alas, it's a pity that I still don't understand what Aunt Xuan thinks, rely on, no matter, first earn enough one million to open a company for Aunt Xuan, and then find a way to pursue her during this period, and strive to take Aunt Xuan down within two months!

Right! Make money first! Even if it's not just for Aunt Xuan, but for Dong Xuebin himself, he has to think of getting more money!

Buying a car, giving gifts, buying a house and getting married, where do you not need money?

Making money and chasing women, these two must also be tackled as political tasks!

……

Early the next morning.

The air was dry and cold, and there was a creaking sound when stepping on the yellow fallen leaves.

Dong Xuebin, who was wearing a jacket, got off the bus with his collar covered, and first went to the unit to report for a trip, and at about ten o'clock, he walked out of Xu Yan's office with a pile of documents and a digital camera, and then went to Li Qing's side to report, and then went to the comprehensive office to give instructions, and then left the branch and went to You'anmen by car.

After discussion and voting by the bureau's party committee, it was decided that Director Xu should be in charge of writing a plan to report to the city bureau in detail about the situation and pictures around the "guest house." If the city bureau approves the approval, the bureau can start to move the "guest house" to the city bureau. And Dong Xuebin's job today is to write the report.

Along the moat to the west, Dong Xuebin came to his destination.

Ping Pong, Ding Ding Dong, smoke, dust, and more than a dozen migrant workers are demolishing houses.

Dong Xuebin was choked and coughed a few times, pinched his nose and avoided this area, first went to the back alley, and after looking left and right, he took out a pen and paper from his bag, and took out his camera to take a few photos while briefly recording the surrounding environment. There are still a few nail households in the alley that have not been moved, three old men, and an old lady are chirping outside a compound and talking about something, seeing Dong Xuebin clicking there to take pictures, several people were stunned and surrounded one after another.

"Young man, you're a journalist, aren't you?" The old lady looked at his camera.

One of the old men was a little excited, "Comrade reporter, you must report on them, these demolition people are too much of a thing, they actually threw bricks at our house in the big night, the glass was smashed, the door was broken, and they threatened us that if we didn't move out, what would happen, this ...... Is there a royal law here? ”

Dong Xuebin closed the notebook with tears and laughter, "Old man, I'm sorry, I'm not a reporter." ”

The old man said suspiciously: "Then what are you doing here?" ”

Dong Xuebin said: "I am a painter, and it is convenient to take a few photos of the courtyard to go back." ”

When several people heard this, they all went back disappointed.

Dong Xuebin shook his head with a smile, and continued to record while strolling around, because what was written now was not an official draft, so Dong Xuebin was not so concerned about carving the language, and separated a part of his mind to go to Panjiayuan or Shilihe to visit the antique shop as soon as possible, and see if there was a chance to pick up the leaks and leave it to himself. Now I have assets of 100,000 and a few thousand yuan, which is still far from the goal of 1 million.

At noon, Dong Xuebin asked for a bowl of stew in the alley opposite Hongqi University.

When I go to Panjiayuan later, do I find an expert to follow his ass, and I will use the back to buy what the expert buys? Eh, but experts don't seem to be so easy to meet, besides, the things that experts buy are not necessarily genuine, and they may not necessarily be missing, this ...... Isn't it feasible? So what to do? Bet on walnuts again? But something as good as last time must not be encountered, if you just wait for others to open the green skin and then take the back to "grab" the other party, is this a bit of a waste? Even if you bet twice to get a pair of 45mm dwarf lion heads and sell them for thousands of dollars, you can bet for 1 million...... How many days does that take? And now this season, there is nothing to bet on, and the bet will have to wait until next year!

The more Dong Xuebin thinks about it, the more headache he gets, it seems that even if he has a back, it is difficult to make money!

Returning to the dilapidated bungalow area, looking at the dead branches and rotten leaves in a semi-collapsed courtyard, Dong Xuebin subconsciously took pictures while racking his brains to make money, and then where to pick up the leaks? He doesn't expect to pick up a Yuan Qinghua or Xuande furnace or something, as long as he gives Dong Xuebin a 100,000 yuan kiln, he will be content! Alas, alas, folk kilns, calligraphy and painting, where are you?

Just when Dong Xuebin was depressed about how to make the next money, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing! When I looked back, it was a middle-aged man with dirt on his body.

Dong Xuebin paused the camera in his hand, frowned, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"What's wrong? Don't shoot, don't shoot! ”

"I'm filming me, what's in your way?"

Behind the middle-aged man are a few migrant workers who are prying the floor tiles of the yard, and looking at his temperament, eighty percent are foremen or other related workers. The middle-aged man walked up and stretched out his hand to grab Dong Xuebin's camera, "This is our place, have we agreed to take pictures?" He regarded Dong Xuebin as a reporter, because someone above had explained it, so the middle-aged man had a very tough attitude, for fear that some reporters would report any negative news.

Dong Xuebin dodged his hand and said with a heavy face: "This is the land of the country, when will it become your land?" ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were ruthless, "What nonsense are you talking about!" Camera for me! ”

"Let me tell you clearly, I'm not a reporter, I take pictures to go back and take pictures and paint." After Dong Xuebin twisted with him a few times, he quickly put away the camera, stared at his eyes with a cold face and said, "Grab something without asking anything?" Are you a robber? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you! What about your responsible person? Call him! Dong Xuebin, these two angels are used to calling people, and this is very easy to say.

The middle-aged foreman suddenly smiled, "Yo, you don't have a small tone?" Looking for a leader? I am the leader! As soon as the words fell, he stepped forward and grabbed Dong Xuebin's bag, "Say it again!" Bring me the camera! ”

"You're not done, are you?"

At this moment, several migrant workers in the collapsed walls and rotten bricks and tiles behind them suddenly exclaimed, and one of them threw down his shovel and squatted on the ground digging something with his hands, and then a wooden cover that was almost corroded to the ground was lifted to the ground.

The middle-aged foreman was stunned, "What's the matter?" ”

A migrant worker with a northern accent shouted: "It's a box, just dug up a big brick buried in the soil, there seems to be a treasure in it!" ”

The middle-aged foreman didn't react for a while, "...... Baby!? ”

Dong Xuebin was stunned, pulling his neck and looking at it, but he couldn't see it clearly.

Another migrant worker with a northeast accent lay there and said, "There's a big iron box in the box, I don't know what's in it!" ”

Box? Tin box?

The middle-aged foreman was in good spirits, he had been doing this business for so many years, of course he knew that there were some old objects buried in the soil, which was not a strange thing, for example, the year before last he led people to do work on Changchun Street, and he dug out two jade pendants from under the ground of a household and sold them for a lot of money. Thinking of this, the middle-aged foreman was in a good mood, haha, now he can make a lot of extra money again, so he turned his head and looked at Dong Xuebin viciously, and didn't grab his camera anymore, he pushed him like a fly, "Okay, okay!" Let's go, let's go! ”

Want me to go now?

You're so beautiful!

Seeing the big box, Dong Xuebin's eyes also lit up, "...... back！！ ”

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