"How much Coke do you think there's in this bottle?" The big fat man asked again.

Looking at the bottle in front of him, Ma Dong said: "It's just a little more than the bottom of a bottle." ”

"Look again!" Tong Da Fat shook the Coke bottle with the lid on it vigorously. "How many Cokes are in the bottle this time?"

Looking at the glass bottle full of foam ~ Ying, Ma Dong said: "The bottle is full of foam!" ”

"Hahaha......" Tong Da Fat's laughter was higher than just now, "Yes, the bottle is full of foam, this is called publicity, and this is also work performance." Hongfu Township has a thin foundation and poor natural conditions, but there will be development in the same way, and there will be great development! ”

Ma Dong didn't seem to understand, so he only nodded and greeted: "Yes, yes, Secretary Tong is very reasonable!" ”

"The way we think about work has to change, how can we compare our weaknesses with the strengths of others? In the past two years, Hongfu Township has been in a wolf fighting position. Even for such a big project as Sunshine Group, the ranking can only go from the penultimate row to the midstream, and I am tired enough! ”

Tong Da Fat Man's mouth was a little dry in the vernacular, and he took out another bottle of Coke from the cabinet under the desk. "Pony, would you like a bottle too?"

Of course, Ma Dong understood that the other party didn't really mean to let him drink, and immediately said, "Thank you, Secretary Tong, I can't get used to drinking this thing." ”

With a tilt of his neck, the coke went down by four-fifths, and the big fat man Tong took out a piece of paper from the paper drawer and wiped his mouth, and said: "Speaking of Sunshine Group, I really have to thank that Chairman Zhong Manzhong, hey, Xiaoma, the mobile phone she sent, my son likes it very much!" ”

Ma Dong said: "She has money, and she doesn't care about these little money." ”

"As soon as the spring begins, the project of Sunshine Group will start, and at that time, we will cooperate with Chairman Zhong on some projects at the level of spiritual construction. The marriage of government and enterprises to contribute to the construction of spiritual Ming together can be said to be the first initiative of our township, and Minister Min Chunhui is very sure of this. ”

If Zhong Man hadn't looked at my face, he would have given you money?

Ma Dong sneered, and couldn't help but think of what Zhong Man said after having fun with him on the day he bought prizes in the city: as long as he can satisfy her, he will support all his work.

"Alright, pony. It's time for me to go, my husband is still waiting for me to eat!" ”

"Okay, Secretary Tong!" Ma Dong stood up, "You wait for me for a few minutes." ”

After a short time, Ma Dongzhong ran in again: "Secretary Tong, you have helped me a lot during the time I have been in the township, just in time for the Chinese New Year, I bought you a case of beer and a case of Coke." If you don't pay respect, please be sure to smile! ”

"Pony, you don't make a lot of money, why are you spending so much?"

"It doesn't cost a lot of money. Besides, you can't get anything in exchange for your kindness to me. ”

"Then, you're welcome!" Tong Da Fat patted Ma Dong on the shoulder and said.

"I'll move you down!"

Tong Da Fat walked in front of Ma Dong, turned around and said, "Little Ma, you have to work hard in the past few days of the Spring Festival holiday." In addition, before leaving at night, check and inspect carefully, and put on the doors that forgot to put seals. ”

"Please rest assured, Secretary Tong. I've got the seals ready, and you can rest and rest during the Spring Festival holiday. Happy family! Good luck! ”

Ma Dong and Lao Hu Tou watched the dark blue Santana bridge car ride by Tong Da Fat drive out of the gate, and Ma Dong returned to his office.

He took out two bottles of "Ningyang Laojiao" and a "Jingmei brand" gray women's cashmere sweater from the roll cabinet. After a while, he was going to Zhao Lan's house to have a look, the wine was given to Zhao Lan's father Zhao Fuduo, because of the Chinese New Year, Zhao Fuduo, who was working outside, came back; The cashmere sweater was given to Zhao Lan's mother, Cui Yalan. Originally, the box of beer and the box of cola were also intended for Zhao Lan's family, but it can be seen that Tong Da Fat was alone, so he temporarily changed his mind.

Except for the door of his own office, which was not sealed, the doors of the rest of the office were sealed by him.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, the big and small shops near the township government are at their best. Ma Dong bought another case of beer and a case of Coke from the "Xiangyun Convenience Store".

Zhao Lan already has a good impression of himself, and no longer refuses any gifts, he is ready to attack in a big way.

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In the tenth winter wax moon, the sky in the north gets dark very early.

When Ma Dong came out of Zhao Lan's house after dinner, it was just after seven o'clock, but outside he was already out of sight, and the occasional firecrackers could not shine in the black rumbling night sky.

Zhao Lan sent Ma Dong to the gate and continued to walk out.

He said hypocritically: "Teacher Zhao, it's too dark, don't send it any further, let's stay." ”

"Come from afar, I'll send you to the entrance of the village."

Ma Dong couldn't ask for it, and there was some kind of emotion brewing in his heart.

There are not many people next to the entrance of Qianqian Village, and the village road is north-south.

To the east of the road is the "Qianjin Qingquan Soda Factory", which is discontinued in winter; Luxi is "the first prefabricated board factory in Hongfu Township", which can not operate in winter, although the scale of the two factories is not large, the area is not small, and the walls are also very high. In this way, the village road, which was not very wide, was sandwiched between two high walls and turned into a long alley.

"Zhao Lan, you can't go any further, it's too dark here." This time, Ma Dong didn't call her Teacher Zhao, and suddenly hugged her in his arms.

Zhao Lan, who was not mentally prepared at all, still felt that her lower abdomen was being held up by a hard thing like a stick, although she was separated by thick cotton clothes.