Chapter 31 Chapter Thirty

Ever since he learned that "Secretary Han" was a liar, Tan Xiaoming pestered Duan Tiansheng, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee all day long, asking him to use the police to recover the cheated house.In order to achieve his goal, Tan Xiaoming did everything he could. During the day, no matter where Duan Tiansheng went, she followed her there.In the past, when eating, drinking tea, and meeting friends, Tan Xiaoming always looked unattainable. He never looked at the consumption list, never paid for it, as if looking at it, it was like tarnishing his own sanctity and nobility. and go.

Now, a 180-degree turn has taken place. As long as Duan Tiansheng looks at something, Tan Xiaoming pays the bill immediately; when he goes to a restaurant for dinner, he doesn’t need Duan Tiansheng to order, Tan Xiaoming orders all his favorite things in one go. Then pay by card. Especially at night, when in bed, Tan Xiaoming in the past was absent-minded and dealt with it casually, even though Duan Tiansheng was passionately devoted, and the mountains fell and the earth fell apart.But Tan Xiaoming only had a simple sentence from beginning to end: "It's over?" Duan Tiansheng replied weakly: "It's over." Their passionate scene was completely over, over.

In the past few days, Tan Xiaoming has undergone an unexpected change: as long as he gets into bed, he is like a bitch in heat, from the movement, voice, rhythm, even speed, up and down, he fits perfectly with Duan Tiansheng, and fits perfectly... … In the end, Duan Tiansheng was so moved that he took the initiative to say: people, I am determined not to arrest; I don’t look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha. After all, the "Korean liar" has worked in Zhongnanhai, so just look at the three words "Zhongnanhai" and he should be lenient; The house, the house you care about the most, I will buy you a new one as a reward for you...

Three days later, Tan Xiaoming regained possession of a well-decorated mansion worth more than three million yuan. On the night of buying the house, Tan Xiaoming hosted a banquet for Duan Tiansheng at the International Club Cafe. Almost all the guests who came in and out of the house were foreigners or Chinese with inextricable ties to foreign countries. "The strong aroma of coffee and the melodious music brought me back to Los Angeles and my graceful girlhood." The most memorable thing for women is often the carefree girlhood.Later, as long as you encounter happiness and satisfaction, the memory will automatically flow back to that unforgettable era.

"What? You are..." Municipal Party Secretary Duan Tiansheng looked at the woman in front of him in surprise, and suddenly felt very strange. "Didn't Yang Juan tell you about my life experience?" Tan Xiaoming's gesture of drinking coffee was also very sexy. "No." Duan Tiansheng recalled it from the beginning to the end. Yang Juan only said that she didn't know Tan Xiaoming not long ago, and felt that there was something rare to live in, so she immediately introduced it to him. "Then I'll tell you personally. It's a coincidence that according to your political thinking, we are sworn enemies, but we can sleep in the same quilt. Tell me, is this the story in Zhang Ailing's novels? 'Legendary'?" When Tan Xiaoming speaks, there is always a mystery that ordinary women do not have.

"I don't understand, how could we..." The moment Duan Tiansheng sipped his coffee, his mind kept spinning, "You grew up in Los Angeles, and I grew up in Shanxi, how could we be at odds?" "That's not easy, you are the Communist Party, I am the Kuomintang!" Tan Xiaoming felt that if a man becomes a lover, no matter how smart a man is, his IQ will plummet. "My father was once a high-ranking official of Chiang Kai-shek. Jiang went to Taiwan, and our family fled to the United States. After graduating from the Art Institute of the University of Los Angeles, I returned to the mainland to 'find my roots'."

"No wonder you have that extraordinary charm!" Duan Tiansheng knew her background, so he could completely explain the rationality of her actions. "What an extraordinary charm?" Tan Xiaoming seemed to react, "Is it stupid? Is it not easy to be fooled by being unacceptable?" "I'm not referring to the matter of 'Secretary Han'." Duan Tiansheng quickly explained, "Compared to women in mainland China, you have an extraordinary charm of openness. Of course, the openness I mean is not limited to sex life, but also With your conduct, your generosity, and your artistic accomplishment... In short, only when a woman is open can she be surprisingly attractive."

"Hmph, rich and powerful men, of course, like open women. Don't think that I grew up in the United States, so I don't know the ghosts of Chinese men." Tan Xiaoming became selfish for no reason, "You bought me a house , even if the two of us have an emotional contract. Let me tell you: whether it’s a mainland woman or a foreign woman, as long as it’s a woman, it’s always a matter of jealousy, and it’s the worst thing a man can care for.” "No, no." While Duan Tiansheng confessed, he thought to himself: To die under a flower tree is to be a ghost.What's the point of guarding such a charming flower tree!

While they were whispering, suddenly a man with long blond hair appeared in front of them. The man begged bitterly: "Xiao Ming, I finally found you! Come with me, I want to talk to you about something personal." "I don't want to say anything to you, go away!" Tan Xiaoming was not only very surprised when he saw the blond man, but also very scared, "If you don't go, we will go away!" "Don't go, I want to have a good talk with you." The blond man begged in despair. "I don't want to talk to you about anything!" Tan Xiaoming glanced at Duan Tiansheng and refused him without hesitation.

"If you insist on doing this, I won't be able to live." The blond man was so moved that tears flowed, "Give me face, give me a chance to live. Okay?" The blond man looked at Tan Xiaoming without moving a muscle . Duan Tiansheng never expected to encounter such an embarrassing farce: "Who are you? What are you doing?" Only then did the blond man realize that there was a "Flower Messenger" next to him: "I am Lu Gang from the Academy of Arts, and Xiao Ming and I are college classmates. We grew up together, and we are both students of my dad. What are you?" people?"

"I'm her friend." Duan Tiansheng, who was nearly fifty years old, suddenly had the courage to be a hero to save the beauty. "If you are her friend, please persuade her: don't be emotionally obsessed, I really can't stand it." The blonde man moved too much when he was desperate, and the silk thread of the wig on his head was exposed. "Tiansheng, let's go! Ignore him." The female star never dared to look directly at the blond man, she lowered her head, wishing to leave here immediately. "Yes, don't get entangled with such a boring person!" Duan Tiansheng felt that the best way to save the beauty right now is to get out as soon as possible. "Xiao Ming, we have been together since childhood, we must not do this! Otherwise, I will have no face to live, please!" The annoying voice named Lu Gang still came from behind. After experiencing this unexpected farce of looking for life and death, Tan Xiaoming was obviously frightened. When I got in the car, I started to have a headache, and I almost didn't even have the strength to speak. Duan Tiansheng, who was driving the car, comforted her: "Think about it. In China, as long as an attractive woman goes, she will be harassed and pestered wherever she goes. If no one pesters her, it means that the woman is not attractive." "Don't say that, after all, we grew up together..." Tan Xiaoming sighed. "This is fate!" Duan Tiansheng inadvertently thought of the fate of another woman, "I know a Huadan from the Jin Opera Troupe. Since she was in art school, there was a boy who sang face to pester her lifelessly. Now she is more than twenty years old. It's been a year, and she still doesn't let go. What makes Hua Dan angry the most is that the person she doesn't want to see the most is playing with her every day. Tell me, who can escape such a fate?..." "That Huadan, you simply know each other, right?" Women have a natural intuition, whether they were raised in mainland China or in the United States. "It's just acquaintance." Duan Tiansheng panicked, and the car veered slightly. "It's so simple to know? Why do I feel that the wheels of the car are out of control!" Tan Xiaoming's spirit has improved a lot. "Didn't someone pester you just now?" Duan Tiansheng tried his best to drive the car to the middle of the road. "So, it's Huadan who pestered you?" Tan Xiaoming put his head close and leaned softly against Duan Tiansheng. "Forget it." Duan Tiansheng, who was driving, was disturbed and tried to calm himself down. "I told you that you are the Communist Party and I am the Kuomintang. From the previous generation, we have been sworn enemies." Tan Xiaoming put his arms around his neck tightly, "although, now that the Kuomintang and the Communist Party have cooperated, It's just the initial stage of cultivating a relationship. At present, the most important thing is to let the 'third party' out. You are the same, and I am too. Only in this way can we continue to talk sincerely!" "Tell me, are you a spy?" Duan Tiansheng joked. "Spy or not, I'm talking about feelings." Tan Xiaoming said solemnly. "If you are not a spy, then I am a spy." Duan Tiansheng made a big circle with her. "What do you mean?" Tan Xiaoming looked at him with wide eyes. "Only secret agents talk about politics at the same time." Duan Tiansheng laughed. "What are you laughing at, you idiot. Secret agents only talk about feelings, not politics. If they talk about politics, wouldn't they be exposed?!" Tan Xiaoming felt that Duan Tiantian, the secretary of the municipal party committee, was not born to be so stupid. "Oh, there will never be a woman like you in this world." Duan Tiansheng was filled with emotion. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In my opinion, there will never be a man like you in the world." Tan Xiaoming retorted him. "A talented woman has no looks, and a beautiful woman has no talent. A woman with both talent and appearance, especially a woman who combines Chinese and Western styles, will be taken away by the wild wolves on the mountain, and you are the only one left." Duan Tiansheng was very grateful for himself. fate. "So you are a 'Wild Wolf'?" Tan Xiaoming saw that he was about to go home and the car was about to turn, so he let Duan Tiansheng go immediately. "Forget it." Duan Tiansheng was cautious, afraid of the narrow car coming from the opposite side. "No wonder, you are so wild when you go to bed!" In Tan Xiaoming's view, everything has its reasonable logic. "Why is it so ugly! You are also a graduate of the Los Angeles Art Institute." After entering the community, Duan Tiansheng parked his car in the open-air parking lot of the small villa. "What do you think is a perfect match for a man and a woman in the eyes of the Chinese people?" Tan Xiaoming got out of the car. "Of course it's Liang Zhu, of course it's Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying, of course it's Dong Yong and the Seven Fairies." Duan Tiansheng locked the car. "So, it's 'talented men match beautiful women'?" Tan Xiaoming walked along the winding gravel road. "Of course, do you think it's between us?" Duan Tiansheng felt that walking through the quiet villa area, with dim lights and fragrant smells, might as well be a kind of enjoyment. "No! Absolutely not." Tan Xiaoming replied without thinking. "Why not?" The ideal model of his fantasy was as uncomfortable as being inserted into a chainsaw. "My teacher told me: the perfect match for Americans is 'beauty with beast'!" Tan Xiaoming laughed after finishing speaking, "you are gentle on the surface, but you are a beast when you go to bed, which is the standard American model .” "I see, so I forgot that you are an American." Duan Tiansheng laughed at himself, "By the way, the teacher who explained this concept is amazing." "He is also Chinese, and he is over 60 years old this year." Tan Xiaoming suddenly remembered the distant Los Angeles. "Over sixty? Los Angeles College of Art? University professor? That must be a master of culture!" Duan Tiansheng guessed and said, "I also know a master of culture at the Los Angeles College of Art." "You have never been abroad, so how did you know each other?" Tan Xiaoming felt very surprised. "Don't forget, the more masters of culture, the more they want to come to China; the more masters of Chinese culture, the more they want to go to Coal City!" When Duan Tiansheng said this, he was very conceited, "Ancient ruins, Buddha statues in the Northern Wei Dynasty, gardens in the Northern Qi Dynasty , Tang stele inscriptions, Song and Jin wood carvings...the most quintessential Chinese culture objects are all in Coal City. If you have not been to Coal City, and have not seen a master of cultural objects, in a certain sense, you cannot be regarded as a cultural master with insight.” "If you want to say that, I really remember it. My teacher said that he has been to Coal City." Tan Xiaoming blinked his eyes in the dark night. "Then I know his name." Duan Tiansheng is obsessed with the cultural industry in addition to understanding economics. "So, you know my teacher?" Tan Xiaoming took a few steps back in shock. "It's Lu Feng! I'm not wrong, am I?" Duan Tiansheng said proudly. Tan Xiaoming was so shocked that he almost dropped the bag on the ground. "Didn't expect me to be so good?" Duan Tiansheng was very proud, "When you said that the teacher is a master of Chinese culture, I guessed it. Mr. Lu once went to Meicheng and helped us identify cultural relics of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. I once received Mr. Lu is a recognized master of culture at home and abroad. I can share the bed with his female disciple, what a fate!" "Since you know Mr. Lu, why don't you know Lu Gang who was arguing with me just now?" Tan Xiaoming asked. "Every time Mr. Lu comes, he is always accompanied by people from the State Administration of Cultural Heritage. Who would pay attention to whether there is that famous rebellious son next to him!" Duan Tiansheng took Tan Xiaoming's hand, "If it wasn't for you, I would never be here." Impossible to notice that pestering guy!" Hearing what Duan Tiansheng said, Tan Xiaoming finally got rid of the embarrassment: "If you get to know Mr. Lu, our relationship will be closer. In the future, there will be no obstacles in doing anything." "Why do I find your words harsh? What's wrong?" If Duan Tiansheng had doubts about something in the past, he never said it, but secretly observed it, and finally came to a conclusion.But today in front of the beautiful woman, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, anyway, he exposed his doubts. "I said there is no obstacle, which means that there is no obstacle for you to communicate with Mr. Lu. Do you understand?" Tan Xiaoming was a little angry, "You must understand: Mr. Lu is such a big man, such a well-known authority, what do you hate the most?" "I hate his son the most!" Duan Tiansheng said angrily. "I hate his son for not being successful, but not the most." Tan Xiaoming knows his mentor best. "Then what does the old man hate the most?" Duan Tiansheng stood at the door, waiting for the woman to open the door with the key. "You are such a smart person, did you really fail to guess it, or did you deliberately play riddles with me?" The woman took out the key from her bag, and turned it around in the keyhole with a clatter. "I really can't figure it out. Although I admire him, I don't have a deep friendship with him. I only met him twice in public. The leaders of the country and the province were with me. How much can I squeeze in and talk to him?" In a word, it is already a great honor." At the door outside the villa, the light was not very sufficient, and Duan Tiansheng was not as confident in speaking as before. "Then let me tell you: Lu Laoping hates the guy who pretends to know, doesn't learn, and is self-righteous the most in his life. If you meet him, don't talk so casually like you are with me. He is a sea Do you understand the master admired inside and outside?" Tan Xiaoming opened the door of the villa, turned on the lights, and the lights inside were brilliant and magnificent. "So, I have a chance to see him again?" Duan Tiansheng tried hard to open his eyes and adapt to the environment inside. "Of course." Tan Xiaoming hung his coat on the wooden shelf and turned his back to him, "There is a Singaporean who urged Mr. Lu several times and invited him to come to Beijing to appraise a famous painting of the Sui Dynasty. His personality is my favorite." Clearly, as long as he hears that Sui and Tang treasures have been found, even if he is not allowed to identify them, as long as he is allowed to take a look, he may go to Antarctica immediately. Mr. Lu is recognized as a "cultural relic lunatic" at home and abroad. If there is no accident, the next The month is up." "That's great, that's great." Before the woman could turn around, Duan Tiansheng hugged her tightly from behind, "You know? I'm even more of a 'crazy cultural relic'. If you want to know how crazy I am, take off quickly." Clothes, I can't wait!" "You are all 'crazy'!" Tan Xiaoming looked up to the sky and sighed, "Why is my life so miserable, and finally fell into the hands of a 'crazy', God, please save your child!" "I am your God, I will save you, I will save you on the bed!" Duan Tiansheng suddenly felt that at some point, he regained the strength and madness of his twenties.