Zheng Weimin looked at the environment on the twenty-ninth floor while walking, and was very surprised, the whole corridor was divided into two, that side seemed to be deliberately isolated by artificiality, the side where he was located was magnificently arranged, the corridor was paved with goose yellow background embroidered with red, white, blue handmade orchid carpets, several pots of red, yellow or purple orchids stood beside the corridor, exuding a quiet fragrance, making people feel refreshed.

Then look at the corridor wall on the real yarn non-woven non-woven environmental protection wallpaper, on which the clear pattern of rich bamboo is highlighted, raise your eyes to see, warm and chic, highlight the atmosphere, a few landscape idyllic paintings on the wall, it seems to be out of the hands of a famous artist, the breath of the mountains and wilderness in the painting is blowing in the face, making people have a sense of seclusion.

Zheng Weimin carefully stared at a painting next to him for a few seconds, the name of the painter was too sloppy, and he couldn't distinguish it for a while, however, the above poem, although the words behind it were a little elegant, if he didn't read carefully, he might not be able to recognize it in a hurry, but the word "picking chrysanthemum" in the poem, Zheng Weimin was familiar, Zheng Weimin smiled slightly, and saw that the painting was from the poem "Drinking" by the poet Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Fifth": The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses, how can you ask you? The heart is far away from the self-deviation, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan, the mountain air is good at sunset, the birds are also together, there is a true meaning in this, and I want to distinguish and forget to say.

Seeing that Zheng Weimin's eyes were full of surprise, Xia Xiaojie winked at Zheng Weimin with a smile, beckoned to him, and reminded in a low voice: "Weimin, hurry up, don't let the uncle wait in a hurry, he is very short on time." Zheng Weimin heard Xia Xiaojie say the word uncle, he was very affectionate, as if he regarded himself as her family, and his heart was warm and moved.

In the face of such a majestic and elegant environment, Zheng Weimin thought that this should be the place where Mr. Hua invited celebrities to a private banquet, the corridors were arranged so chic, not to mention the facilities in the room, thinking that the person inside was Vice Governor Hua Tianhong, although Zheng Weimin was calm on the surface, but he was still nervous in his heart, the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, the executive vice governor, for him, a township cadre, but it was a mountain-like existence, if it wasn't for Hua Tianyu's relationship, let alone that he could dine with him at the same table, It's probably unlikely that you can take a look at it from a distance.

Vice Governor Hua, Zheng Weimin is no stranger, since he met Hua Tianyu, he has been very concerned about Vice Governor Hua Tianhua, search from Baidu to understand his personal information, and career growth experience, and often watch the news broadcast of the provincial TV station, watch his image, he knows that with Hua Tianyu Hua Zong's relationship, it is a matter of time before he contacts Vice Governor Hua, but what Zheng Weimin didn't expect is that he was really flattered to have lunch with Vice Governor Hua so soon.

Zheng Weimin thought about the reunion with Minister He and the meeting of Hua Tianhong, in the midst of the power, it seemed that there was divine help, he was an atheist, but at this moment he was really a bit predestined, but when he thought of this, he just smiled in his heart, but he always believed that opportunities were for those who were prepared.

Seeing that Zheng Weimin was a little reserved at the moment, he looked back at the heels of his leather shoes to see if there was any dust, Xia Xiaojie waved her lips lightly, smiled slightly, quickly went up and grabbed his hand, and laughed in a low voice: "Look at you, what's so nervous, uncle is also a human being, don't think about his official position, just look at him as an ordinary man." ”

Not to mention, after Xia Xiaojie's reminder, Zheng Weimin's heart instantly relaxed a lot, and said secretly: Yes, the official position is given by the people, and the power is used to do things for the people, not to pretend to be cool, play, and scare people, if her uncle is an approachable and good leader, she should respect him and be afraid of what he will do, if Xia Xiaojie and her uncle are bureaucrats who pretend to be cool and scare people, there is no need to be afraid of him, this kind of person looks down on him at all, no matter how big the official is, the ideological realm is not as good as himself.

Zheng Weimin thought about it like this, his heart suddenly brightened, he suddenly straightened his waist, flattened his clothes, pulled the corners of his clothes, felt that his whole body was refreshed, and said with a smile: "Xiaojie, lead the way in front of your head, and meet your uncle, the true Buddha." Xia Xiaojie saw that Zheng Weimin had regained his confidence, turned around and glanced at him, beckoned behind him with his hand, and then hurriedly took Zheng Weimin to the private room.

Xia Xiaojie stood at the door and gently knocked on the two elegant black heavy glass solid wood doors, only to hear the voice of a middle-aged man with a magnetic voice inside: "Come in." As soon as Zheng Weimin heard that it was Hua Tianyu's voice, Xia Xiaojie pushed the door and looked inside, and unconsciously sighed.

Zheng Weimin was only happy when she saw her father and uncle Hua Tianhong, and quickly leaned over and walked in, Zheng Weimin was taken aback, only to see a beautiful woman less than fifty years old sitting on the brown sheepskin sofa, looking very similar to Xia Xiaojie, only a more mature version of the woman than Xia Xiaojie.

Zheng Weimin instantly felt that this woman must have something to do with Xia Xiaojie, thinking that it was likely to be Xia Xiaojie's mother, Xia Bing, a soloist of the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe, but he felt that it was wrong, Hua Tianyu had told him before that Xia Xiaojie's mother Xia Bing had already disfigured the underworld of her eldest wife called Jiangzhou, and she didn't even know his whereabouts, how could she suddenly appear again? Zheng Weimin didn't know what was going on for a while, thinking that as an outsider, there was no need to be idle.

Seeing that the woman stared at Xia Xiaojie affectionately for a while, and then looked at herself with a smile, Zheng Weimin hurriedly called Auntie Hello, thinking that this beautiful and elegant woman was likely to be Xia Xiaojie's mother, Zheng Weimin glanced at the private room again, and when he saw that there was no Hua Tianhong, he seemed to be a little puzzled, thinking that Xia Xiaojie didn't say that his uncle was waiting for him to eat with him just now, and now how did he become her mother Xia Bing.

Xia Xiaojie was also surprised, looking at the familiar woman in front of her, her mouth opened wide, as if she wanted to call her mother, but she seemed to be unable to call her for a while, Hua Tianyu stood up from the sofa, walked behind Xia Bing, and reminded: "Xiaojie, call your mother quickly, haven't you been thinking about your mother?" You kid, mom is here now, why are you rusty again? ”

At this time, Xia Bing was already teary-eyed, waved his hand at Hua Tianyu, signaled him not to blame his daughter, stepped forward two steps, and said softly with a crying voice: "Xiaojie, my good boy, mom I'm sorry, it's all my mother who has made you suffer all these years." ”

Xia Xiaojie saw her mother who she was thinking about day and night at this time, her heart was mixed, she was surprised, wronged, excited, and painful, pursed her lips tightly, and forcibly endured the tears of sadness, pain, grievance and joy, and finally did not control her feelings, wow, and threw herself into the arms of her mother Xia Bing, the mother and daughter cried together in an instant, and Hua Tianyu also wiped tears on the side.

Zheng Weimin looked very embarrassed, he couldn't retreat, he didn't enter, in a hurry, thinking that this was Mr. Hua's family matter, there was no need for him to stand here, watching this kind of mother-daughter reunion, crying silently, and quickly quietly retreated from the private room.