"Hello Pan'er, my husband is young and promising, and he is good to you. Let me tell you, Xiaoliu is not a thing, last time he was still quietly burying you with us there, what do you say to see that your husband is so capable, and so young and handsome, I don't know which house I will enter in the future, and when the time comes, I will kick you with one kick! ”

"Listen, this slut's mouth is so poisonous!"

At this time, Sister Su Su continued to talk to Qin Pan'er, and the envy in her eyes was beyond words.

Qin Pan'er laughed dryly, rubbing her five fingers, her mood changed, and it was extremely complicated.

……

A moment later, An Jiang passed through the security check, sent a message to Fu Bo, and got on the plane to the capital.

After many battles, An Jiang was already a little tired, and after entering the stratosphere, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Two and a half hours later, the plane landed smoothly and landed at the Beijing airport.

As soon as An Jiang walked to the pick-up airport, he saw Fu Bo waving to him in the crowd, with an extraordinary aura and a majestic eyebrow.

An Jiang walked out quickly, Fu Bo greeted him, held An Jiang's hand tightly, shook it a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Third Young Master, welcome back to the capital." ”

"Fauber, it's so late, I've delayed your rest!" An Jiang smiled and said softly.

"No delay, no delay! Let's hurry up and go home! The chief said that he had insomnia tonight, and he refused to take the medicine, and he didn't sleep until now, I guess he was waiting for you at home, and he had to wait to see people before he could sleep with peace of mind. Fauber shook his head with a smile, and then hurriedly.

An Jiang's heart was warm, and he immediately nodded yes.

Soon, the two walked to the parking lot, got into a black Audi A8, and sped all the way.

An Jiang looked at the neon lights outside the car window, and felt endless emotion in his heart.

The capital is prosperous and not the same as other places.

This is the real center of power, the official person, who has never dreamed of the spring breeze proudly horseshoe disease, one day to see the flowers of the capital!

After a few moments, the car arrived in a quiet alley.

Although Fuber's face was the pass, the guards in formal clothes stopped the car, saluted them, checked all the documents according to the usual practice, and asked An Jiang to register the relevant documents before letting them go.

In the alleys, the courtyard houses everywhere are very rich in the characteristics of Beijing, although they have been invaded by wind and rain, but they still have not changed.

The red gates, as well as the rivets of pure copper, shine brightly under the illumination of the lights, as if to tell their respective histories.

Even, looking at this courtyard through the car window, An Jiang almost felt like the melodious sound of the huqin and the melodious singing of babbling sounded in his ears.

This is a high temple, and the people who live here are never ending every day.

It's just that the wonderful things in them belong to this vermilion wall, and they have always been secretive to the outside world, making it impossible for people to speculate.

As soon as you enter the Hou Gate, it is as deep as the sea.

An Jiang followed Fu Bo into a courtyard with a verdant loquat tree in the courtyard, passed through the second door, followed the row of lotus pots and begonia flowers, and hurriedly walked to the study.

When the two of them walked, they saw that the study was brightly lit, and Old Man He was sitting at the desk, splashing ink and writing something.

"Grandpa."

An Jiang looked at the obvious white hair of the old man under the lamp, as well as the deeper wrinkles on his cheeks, his throat instantly choked a little, choked back tears, and bowed deeply.

When Old Man He heard this, his face first showed some joy, but the next moment, he straightened his face again and snorted coldly: "Do you still know to come back?" Didn't you say that you broke off righteousness? ”

Fu Bo chuckled, knowing that the chief was arrogant, and with him as an outsider, it was not good for the ancestors and grandchildren to talk about their sorrows, so he gently closed the door of the study and withdrew.

"I'm all young and vigorous, and I'm all crazy, grandpa don't be like me!" An Jiang chuckled, made a joke, and then hurriedly ran to the table, while grinding ink, while looking at the banner on the table, his face was full of admiration and said: "Grandpa's pen power is becoming more and more vigorous, like a dragon, like a dragon, like a shock, has already won the samadhi of Wang Youjun!" ”

"Nonsense, I'm pulling the vice, lifting the oil pipeline, it's okay to do hard work, writing is just self-cultivation, vassal elegance, how can I compare with Wang Youjun? The sycophants are not in place. Old Man He pointed at An Jiang with his finger, although his mouth was being revealed, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were a smile that could not be hidden, and then he threw the brush to the side and said, "Forget it, I was disturbed by you, so I won't write!" ”

When An Jiang heard the sound, he immediately put down the ink strip, wiped his hands, and then took Old Man He's arm and sat down on the side.

"How long will you stop when you come back this time?"

Old Man He raised his hand and pointed to the chair next to him, and after motioning for An Jiang to sit down, he said with some expectation in his eyes.

"I have to go back after a few days, and the development zone is full of things, and I can't get out." An Jiang looked at the old man's eyes, a little afraid to look at each other, lowered his head, and said.

"You, ......" When Old Man He heard this, the expectation in his eyes immediately turned into disappointment, and after sighing lightly, he sighed softly: "Well, since you have your plan, then I won't force you." As an official, you always have to benefit one party. You did a good job in the development zone, and what you said that day was also very good, the country is the people, the people are the country, and the most important thing for us party members and cadres to do is to use the power given to us by the people to benefit the people! ”

An Jiang listened to these words, his nose suddenly soured, and tears fell down his eyes.

Perhaps, he left this home.

However, Old Man He's gaze never left him for a moment, otherwise, how could he even remember what he said in a meeting so clearly.

"It's such an adult, why do you still cry like a child, it's not good!" Old Man He looked at An Jiang's appearance, sighed softly, and after pushing the tissue box next to An Jiang, he diverted the topic and said, "Is there something wrong with coming to the capital this time?" ”

"If you run the money to enter, you may need Uncle Sijian's help." An Jiang said immediately.

Qi Weiguang's matter, he didn't tell Old Man He.

The old man is very old, and his health has not been good these years, especially in terms of heart.

There are some things that should be concealed, in case there are three long and two short because of mood swings, he can't escape the blame, and the consequences are unimaginable, he is the sinner of the He family.

There is an old family member, but it is really a treasure!

These things still have to be discussed with the second uncle He Sijian.

After all, in today's He family, the old man is a symbol, and the one who presides over the overall situation is actually the second uncle - He Sijian!

He is now a member of the committee, secretary of the party group and director of the National Development and Reform Commission, responsible for presiding over the overall work of the National Development and Reform Commission! Responsible for formulating and implementing major national development strategies and plans!

It has a decisive and important influence on economic and social development!

Old Man He frowned slightly, and said, "For yourself?" Or is it for the development zone? ”