Zheng Weimin came out of the elevator, walked about ten meters in the corridor, raised his head and saw the house number of Brother Mao's room, the man said to Zheng Weimin that his surname was Mao, and Zheng Weimin called him Brother Mao.

Seeing that the door was closed, he took out his right hand from the pocket of his winter jacket, raised his bent index finger and knocked lightly on the door twice, the old brother inside had just taken a hot bath, and was thinking about whether to call Brother Zheng, but he picked up his old-fashioned mobile phone, and hesitated, there was too much trouble for Brother Zheng today, and he was embarrassed to bother him again, but he didn't fight, his stomach had not eaten for a day, he was cooing hungry, and he was in a dilemma, and suddenly heard a knock on the door, and his heart was happy, Knowing that it was Brother Zheng coming, he hurriedly ran over to open the door.

"Yo, Brother Mao, you really look like a soldier in this outfit." Zheng Weimin looked at Brother Mao wearing a military uniform without a flower cockade and said with a smile, Brother Mao was a little embarrassed, his face was red, and he smiled: "Brother Zheng, don't make fun of me, what can I wear as a peasant in the mountains, thanks to you, I am very content with these military uniforms you gave, I will go back and say, the people in the village must not envy me to death." ”

Zheng Weimin smiled, looking at Brother Mao's embarrassed appearance, thinking that it was better to show his identity, so that he still had a sense of identity with himself in his heart, and some things were better to say, thinking of this, Zheng Weimin smiled again: "Brother Mao, you can't say that, what about us farmers, farmers can't dress well, eat well, live well, I sue you, I am the village party secretary, I don't hide it from you, I just want to bring all the people in the village I am in to get rich, so that they can live no worse than the people in the city, Not only is it not bad, but it is also necessary to let the people in the city drive to the village to play, to spend money, and it is impossible to spend money if you want to, what's the matter! When Zheng Weimin said this, his eyes widened.

"Ah, are you the village party secretary?" Brother Mao was speechless with excitement when he heard Zheng Weimin's words, choked for a long time, and grinned: "Are you really the village party secretary?" It doesn't feel like it's like it. "What's the matter, why can't I be the village party secretary, does the village party secretary have to be five big and three thick, and the old-fashioned bear can't be?" Zheng Wei's tone of a civilian peasant joked with Brother Mao and asked rhetorically.

Brother Mao smiled suspiciously and asked, "Brother Zheng, are you really the secretary of Zheng?" Zheng Weimin laughed and said, "Why don't you believe in silver?" There is a fake exchange, I will sue you, I am the village secretary of Niubei Village, Yuling Town, Hongshi County, Qintang City, my name is Zheng Weimin, if you don't believe it, you can call and ask on the spot to confirm it. Zheng Weimin said that he was going to call the village director Qiao Yinhua, Brother Mao believed Zheng Weimin's words, and hurriedly went up to hold Zheng Weimin's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, don't let anyone confirm it, I believe your words, if you are not the village party secretary, it is estimated that you will not be so good to us as a poor farmer in the mountains, I 100% believe that you are the village party secretary." ”

After knowing that Zheng Weimin was the village party secretary, Brother Mao relaxed a lot, took the initiative to talk to Zheng Weimin, and told Zheng Weimin about some of the situations in his village and at home. Seeing Brother Mao nodding in agreement, thinking that Zheng Weimin was the village party secretary and didn't dare to scold the village cadres, thinking that Zheng Weimin would definitely embezzle a lot of money in the village if he was so generous, Zheng Weimin smiled and said: "Brother Mao, don't worry, what do you say, I, Zheng Weimin, am not as greedy as other village cadres, I am the village party secretary sent from above, I am dedicated to helping the village get rich, I only do good things for farmers, I will not cause trouble to farmers, the money is earned by myself, I am not short of money to spend, and I will not take advantage of the public." ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Weimin glanced at Brother Mao's admiring eyes, and said with a smile: "Brother Mao, why don't I lack money to spend, wait a while, you will know how I save your daughter." Zheng Weimin said this, stood up with a smile, and made a boxing move, amusing Brother Mao, although Brother Mao is not very literate, he looks honest, but he understands it very well, he looks at Zheng Weimin's demeanor and long thoughts, and seems to realize that Brother Zheng is not a simple character, thinking that his daughter is saved tonight, and his heart is instantly a lot more steady.

"Let's go, Brother Mao, I'll take you upstairs to the restaurant that is circling around for dinner, you can order whatever you want, it's mine." Zheng Weimin chatted with Brother Mao for a while, and basically understood his situation very clearly, and suddenly heard Brother Mao's stomach growling in protest, quickly stood up, waved his hand at Brother Mao with a smile, and said.

The two took the outdoor transparent elevator to the forty-second floor, and when they got out of the elevator, they saw that the restaurant was brightly lit, all orange and yellow warm colors, and the live piano music was tactful and melodious like the tinkling of mountains and flowing water, and there were already a lot of people sitting inside, most of the seats were on the edge of the glass curtain wall, fortunately, there were one or two vacant seats against the curtain wall, Zheng Weimin walked in with Brother Mao.

Brother Mao has spent decades in the mountains since he was born, who has ever seen this kind of scene, he is at a loss for a while, his big hands are rough and cracked and calloused, and he doesn't know where to put it, but his body is shaking, a young woman carrying an LV bag, perming a golden wavy hair, wearing a pair of red high-heeled leather boots, and a fashionable young woman, walked past Brother Mao, saw Brother Mao's rustic appearance, deliberately squinted at him, and scolded in a low voice: "Hillbilly." ”

Brother Mao glanced at Zheng Weimin when he heard the scolding, but Zheng Weimin heard the young woman's scolding clearly, Zheng Weimin glanced at the background of the young woman walking over, and scolded in the distance: Little citizen. The young woman knew that Zheng Weimin was scolding herself, so she turned around, stared at Zheng Weimin and shouted, "Who are you scolding?" Seeing that you are impatient, be careful that your aunt and grandmother smoke you. ”

Zheng Weimin sneered: "Whoever scolds the hillbilly, I will scold whom?" What's your business, go away. Zheng Weimin said, pulling Brother Mao, who was trembling, to the dining table against the curtain wall in the distance. The young woman seemed to be very angry, and hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to block the way of Zheng Weimin and Brother Mao, and shouted: "If you want to leave, there is no door, and if you don't apologize to your aunt and grandmother in front of everyone, you two don't want to go anywhere." As she spoke, the woman turned to a man with a meaty face on a table in the distance and shouted, "Shao Bing, I was bullied by two hillbillies, come here." ”

Seeing the woman calling someone, Brother Mao's teeth trembled, thinking that Zheng Weimin was just a village party secretary, and he estimated that he had offended the powerful people in the city, and he couldn't afford to bear the crime, so he hurriedly said to Zheng Weimin: "Zheng, Brother Zheng, I'm not going to eat, I'm - let's go, don't you eat here?" ”