"Hello Director Wang, I'm back! It's not too late, hehe, it's only half past five!"

"It's not too late, it's not too late, the plum has worked hard!"

"It's not hard, you've worked hard, I've kept you waiting!"

During the conversation, the two stretched out their hands at the same time, and when these two hands were tightly clasped together, their two hearts that missed each other were also closer, and they looked at each other for a long time in peace, ignoring the people coming and going at the door. Because, in the eyes of outsiders, this is the most normal way to receive guests.

The eyes in the eyes are no longer restrained and nervous in the office. Wang Qingquan felt that Meizi's excited eyes facing him revealed a little longing and a sense of happiness. Do they really have a feeling of understanding between them?

The meeting ended before noon, and in the afternoon people went out to wander the streets and shop for friends and relatives. Some of them were packing their things in order to order a ticket for the night to go home. Wang Qingquan ordered two sleeper tickets to return to Suishi tomorrow, which were middle berths.

Wang Qingquan used this free time to visit the home of Zhang Jianzhong, the old factory director who lived nearby, which was the place where Wang Qingquan had to go every time he went on a business trip to Beijing for a meeting and errand.

The old factory director was not at home, and his wife Huo Qiuxia warmly received him. Because she often came and went, Huo Qiuxia received Wang Qingquan like her own relatives. Every time, he served this guest in his own family with pure old Peking minced pork fried noodles, and this time was no exception. Mrs. Huo pointed to a large bag on the folding table and said:

"Xiao Wang, there is nothing in Beijing that can be eaten more than this famous Quanjude roast duck, which is also Tingting's favorite food! In addition, I must tell Xiaohong that I have time to bring my children to Beijing to play, I like Xiaohong, a girl, who is beautiful and sensible. Beijing's reform and opening up has undergone a lot of changes in the past few years, not only have many high-rise buildings been built, but there are also many bridges built in the same place, each one bigger than the other, and each one more beautiful than the other!" the old lady nagged. After a while, the old lady went to the back room and took out a clear plastic bag from the closet and put it on the table

"Well, this is a scarf for your wife Xiaohong, which my daughter bought back from a business trip to Hong Kong, the color is very beautiful, Xiaohong will definitely like it."

In the long-term work together, Huo Qiuxia also valued Wang Qingquan's personality very much like his wife, admired his work style and flexible and quick mind, and preferred his sincere attitude.

Dinner was served at a Cantonese restaurant near the guest house, which was the best restaurant in the area. After staying at the guest house, Meizi freshened up and dressed up in front of the small mirror in the room, and changed her outfit from top to bottom. The black waist and large collar top outlines the curve of Meizi's high chest and waist to be extremely prominent and seductive, and the long skirt of purple fabric covers Meizi's wide buttocks, and because of the large crotch, Meizi's hips swing is naturally not small.

The evening breeze swayed back and forth, and the wind would swing the hem of the skirt to the right side, and then naughtily throw the skirt to Wang Qingquan, who was walking side by side. In the inky twilight, under the snow-like street lamps, the plum is like a butterfly dancing around Wang Qingquan.

Coming out of that Cantonese restaurant, Mei Zi, who had only drunk a small glass of Beijing Erguotou wine, was blushing, her spirit was extremely excited, and her "hairy eyes" were even brighter, and she said unfinished:

"The second pot head that Director Wang drank just now is really delicious, and the taste is pure, and the wine is still a little bitter to the throat and eyes. Seeing that I am still very sober now, I don't mean to be dizzy at all. Meizi hurried in three steps and caught up with Wang Qingquan who was walking in front.

"Director Wang's restaurant tastes really good, it's the first time I've eaten such delicious southern-style stir-fried dishes! You said so many dishes at the dinner table, Ao, by the way, it's the cuisine, what Cantonese cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, and what dishes are coming, anyway, I haven't heard of it, let alone eat. ”

Although Wang Qingquan drank some liquor, his face was not red and his heart was not beating when he walked on the road, this bit of wine was nothing to a regular guest at a banquet. Hearing Meizi say that it was the first time to go to a restaurant, and the first time I tasted Cantonese food, I looked at Meizi walking side by side with emotion and said:

"If we have another chance to go on a business trip together, I will definitely let you eat them all over and enjoy them, and then I am afraid that I will eat the plums and become Yang Guifei's chubby, haha!"

"What, people are serious with you! I don't count it when I say it's a business trip, I have to listen to your arrangement!"

After speaking, her throat was a little itchy, and Mei coughed softly a few times in a row, and then said:

"Where did my doctor Zhang cook such delicious food! But what he is best at is not stir-frying, but the big stewed vegetables in their hometown, where meat, Chinese cabbage, potatoes and potato flour are stewed together with some condiments, which is called delicious. Ordinary people really can't make such delicious and flavorful dishes, but I can eat a big bowl at a time!

Plum told like a treasure. Hearing that Wang Qingquan didn't speak, the clever Meizi changed his words and said:

"Look how good it is tonight! How bright the moon is, how cool the breeze is! If you want, let's go out for a walk together! After eating, you can live 99 by walking 100 steps, hehe!"

"Wow, but I'm not familiar with the situation in this neighborhood, and I don't know if there is a park nearby, so let's go west along this road, and there is a small bridge in front of us a short distance, and on the other side of the bridge is a vegetable field and woods, and the air is cool and quiet. Just walk back there, okay?" said Wang Qingquan without thinking.

"Okay, anyway, when I come out, I'll follow Director Wang, and I'll go wherever Director Wang leads me!"

Meizi didn't look at Wang Qingquan, but lowered her head and walked forward by herself, saying a sentence that had something to say.

"Hehe, then what if I take Miss Meizi to a place where a person doesn't know it! Can Dr. Zhang still spare me! Don't label me as an abductor or trafficker! Haha!"

"Ah, you're so bad! It's a shame that you can think of the word human trafficking. Meizi turned her head and glanced at Wang Qingquan's "face". Mi face is a word used by the locals in the northern region of Inner Mongolia to describe the human face.

Along the way, the two walked side by side on the sparsely populated road and chatted, the distance was close for a while, and a little distance for a while, like a couple strolling under the moon. The fragrance on the plum dress, the fragrance after taking a bath, and the bright eyes of the plum often float over at night, which provoked Wang Qingquan to be a little fascinated.

Suddenly, Meizi walked very close, coughed intentionally, tilted her head and said with a grin, "Director Wang wants to ask you a question!"

"Well, what's the question! I know that I must give Meizi a satisfactory answer. ”。

"Then I can ask! What did you think when you seconded me to work there?

"Heh, you ghost girl, this is a surprise attack! If you want to settle accounts with the Autumn Queen, don't we! Let's not bring this!" After speaking, Wang Qingquan lightly tapped Meizi's shiny nose with his fingers.

"No, people just want to know!" Meizi shook Wang's arm coquettishly.

"Well, okay! I can't help you!" Wang thought for a moment. You raised her eyes and looked ahead, there were still about 300 meters away from the bridge, the rush hour had passed, there were fewer pedestrians and vehicles, and occasionally a few vendors were shouting and selling cigarettes and melon seeds under the dim street lamps. Wang Qingquan rubbed his hand meaninglessly, his hair approached Meizi and said:

"This, this has to start with Director Guan of your back library! At the beginning, there was a shortage of manpower in the department, and Director Guan agreed to transfer people from you!"

"Hmph! I don't believe it! I want to ask you how you thought of bringing me here!" Meizi looked at Wang with expectant eyes.

"Meizi, this is true! If you don't believe it, let's go back and ask Director Guan to find out. Wang Qingquan insisted.

"Hmph, you leaders just don't tell the truth, always say half and leave half for people to guess, hehe, right. ”

Meizi's series of words struck Wang Qingquan's heart, and the intention was already obvious.

Meizi suddenly approached Wang's side affectionately, gently grabbed Wang's arm and shook it, and said:

"Then why did you remember me? I want to hear you tell the truth. ”

At first, Wang also deliberately kept a little distance from Meizi. As the conversation deepened, the voices went from low to high, and sometimes whispered, and the happy laughter of "heh, heh, heh" made the little window dressing distance come to naught. He began to indulge in the evening with such a delightful woman by his side.

"I, how can I ask the grassroots for a specific person, especially if you are a female comrade, if you want you Li Dongmei by name, what should Lao Guan and your gang of people think in that place! You say no!" Wang Qingquan spread out his hands and pretended to be very aggrieved.

"Come on, I don't believe it! How dare Director Guan say that you asked me for it! You will confess it to me! When you did the last training, you probably had an idea when we interacted with the Q&A on the inventory item collection procedure, and I also saw that the way you looked at me was different from usual, hehehe!"

Wang Qingquan really has no choice but to let Mei Zi get entangled, it's hard to ride a tiger from time to time, and it's not answering, let alone not answering. It's really making him run out of donkey skills. What he didn't expect was that the elastic bulging chest in Meizi's black waist clothes accidentally hit his arms and chest. And the eyes of the two met unexpectedly again at this time.