Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen

In the evening, Fan Jiuming invited the leaders of the Energy Bureau to dinner. He was full of grievances and resentment against Li Yueji, so he deliberately didn't eat the meal, and used the wine table to expose Fan Jiuming to the sun.However, as soon as this thought flashed, she controlled the abnormal emotion, because she knew that it was not a smart move to yell at Fan Jiu at this time, not to mention her arm twisting her thigh, and the ashtray was not for serving vegetables. Dishes and ashtrays are used to hold cigarette butts, and they are also spotlessly placed in front of them.Shangjiang City is trampled by one person's two feet. You, Li Yueji, are not yet able to lower your eyelids and talk to Fan Jiuming.

Helpless, Li Yueji had no choice but to knock out his front teeth, and swallowed silently. It can be imagined that the atmosphere of this meal was not to the point of being happy, so it was over in a hurry.Another reason is that before the meal, Fan Jiuming and Feng Zhong made a private agreement to drink tea at the old place after the show. Fan Jiuming walked into the Yaxiangju teahouse before Feng Zhong. A few minutes later, Feng Zhong rushed over and entered their usual Qinyuan. The tea they call today is the best Biluochun.Every time there are many people, it is difficult to talk about specific things. They call it Tieguanyin, so that you can enjoy the tea ceremony while tasting tea, and have a relaxed atmosphere.

Fan Jiuming put Yuxi cigarettes on the small table, stared at Feng Zhong, and smiled wryly for no reason. Feng Zhong also took out the soft Zhonghua, put it on the small table, and smiled at Fan Jiuming's wry face. Wherever the orange wall lights are sprinkled, there will be warmth. The atmosphere in Qinyuan is more suitable for a couple to talk about love. I said dude, what happened to you and Mayor Li today?Feng Zhong lit a cigarette, went straight to the other person and asked. The mouth grows on her body, how can I know?Fan Jiuming said, shrugging, a little cynical. In fact, Fan Jiuming posed this difficult problem to Li Yueji today, somewhat impulsively, rather than a scheming advance arrangement.If he, Fan Jiuming, didn't think of that incident at that moment, or if he remembered it without affecting his emotions, then he wouldn't make things difficult for Li Yueji.

Last night, someone in the provincial capital sent a message to him, saying that Li Yueji had said something that was not good for his image in front of Vice Governor Zhang when he entered the city this time. Fan Jiuming asked the other party if the source of the news was reliable, and the other party made fun of him. , Said that he would get such confidential information in the future, and would not tell him anything, so Fan Jiuming had to change his words again and again, and blocked the other party's mouth with nice words.After putting down the phone, Fan Jiuming opened the account. What kind of report could Li Yueji make in front of Vice Governor Zhang?In other respects, there has been no friction between the two for a while. If there is anything, it is the matter of the mayor of Huashan Town. But when dealing with the mayor she promoted. , I have left enough affection for her, otherwise I would have stripped that boy naked, and I would have left him with a vest and underpants like now...

However, what Fan Jiuming didn't expect was that Li Yueji's IQ would be so problematic today. Even if he made a surprise attack on her, her basic quality wouldn't be so unreliable, right?At that time, Fan Jiuming just wanted to use this big scene to scare her and give her a warning, so he fell down, but he didn't expect her to fail!Because of this bad ending, Fan Jiuming felt a little pity for this woman, and then set up the dinner for the evening, intending to ease the relationship with Li Yueji, and find some light-hearted words from the wine glass to comfort her when the time is right A few words, otherwise, Fan Jiuming is not in the mood to invite everyone to dinner today, he wants to go out for tea with Feng Zhong tonight.

That's weird. Ordinarily, Mayor Li's experience should not be at this level. She must have something on her mind.Feng Zhong said, with an expression of interest. Wouldn't it be that the handover implementation rules of your energy bureau were tormented like this, brother Feng?Fan Jiuming said, using a finger to gently pick a lock of hair from his forehead to the top of his head. Since the handover matter fell to Shangjiang City, this was the first time Fan Jiuming said the word handover when he was alone with Feng Zhong.According to the relationship between the two of them, fish cannot live without water, it seems that the two of them should always talk about the word handover.

However, this is not the case! The subtlety and authenticity of the officialdom between the municipal bureaus lies here. Official affairs have their official forms, and private affairs have their channels for dealing with private affairs. Let's talk about Dongneng Company, Director Feng.Fan Jiuming took a sip of the tea, and there was a dripping sound between his lips and teeth, the sound was very short, the sound quality was good, and he was very particular about tea tasting. The topic Fan Jiuming brought up should be their main topic of conversation tonight. Couldn't it be the wind from other places that blows the grass here, Secretary Fan?Feng Zhongwen put the burning cigarette into his mouth.

Why are you so sensitive, brother?Fan Jiuming said, if you hear news of a broken head or a family ruined, you and I, can we still sit here smoking and drinking tea? Feng Zhong smiled faintly, and knocked a piece of cigarette ash into the ashtray. Perhaps, these two bureau-level leaders are both in the Dongneng Oil Products Sales Co., Ltd., and they are too deep, so when the topic touches here, they instinctively show suspicion mixed with fatigue. Alas, if you want to impress people, it seems that it is not an easy thing to start with.Fan Jiuming talked to himself. Looking at the mural, Feng Zhong said, "The ducks are all cooked, can they fly again?"Secretary Fan, if we want to sleep securely in the future, only you can take care of Guo Tian and I will tie up Bi Qingming. As long as they don't have any accidents, the ground under our feet won't shake anymore.

Although the words of Fan Jiuming and Feng Zhong were not high-key, they all brought out the real desire to reorganize Dongneng Company. The idea of ​​replacing the leader of Dongneng Company, it can be said that the two of them have moved back to back many times, but each time it is just a sway in their own minds. Once they miss, the existing balance of interests will no longer exist, and the money pockets and granaries will be left to be controlled by the other party. Therefore, in the past, the two of them have never regarded the matter of changing people as a matter of course. No one can afford to take the risk of never returning if they talk about it on their lips and play for real.

As for Jiang Xiaoyang... Feng Zhong hesitated to speak. Fan Jiuming raised his head, his expression was in a daze, but he quickly adjusted the inappropriate tone on his face, and made some leisurely movements in his mouth. What did you hear?Brother Feng?As soon as Fan Jiuming moved his mouth, the words came out quickly. That's not true, Secretary Fan.I mean, a woman is easy to control.Feng Zhong laughed. What is the relationship between Fan Jiuming and Jiang Xiaoyang, although Feng Zhong knew it clearly in his heart, but he had never shown the slightest interest in front of Fan Jiuming before, and he never made fun of this woman with Fan Jiuming. passed.

Talking about indifference to other people's privacy, especially the privacy of fellow shipmates, is also a gesture of tacit cooperation among alternative politicians. Hey Director Feng, I suddenly remembered something. Not long ago, Mr. Bi remitted a large sum of money, about seven million, to an account in Hong Kong. Do you know about this? There was no change on Feng Zhong's face, but a shadow appeared in his heart. Why, Mr. Bi didn't report this matter to you?Fan Jiuming took the opportunity to widen his eyes, and added, I thought you knew? Feng Zhong really didn't know about this.However, he understood that there was not much water in Fan Jiuming's words, and with Jiang Xiaoyang, the chief financial officer, in his hand, Fan Jiuming couldn't see the way money came and went? Feng Zhong asked, do you think there is any problem here? It's hard for me to say, Mr. Bi is astute, isn't your brother better than me?Fan Jiuming shook his head. Feng Zhong nodded, squeezed his chin silently. Hey, sometimes, I really look forward to a big earthquake, boom—Fan Jiuming suddenly opened his arms and made a motion of throwing things out. Feng Zhong smacked his lips, sat up straight, and said with a smile, you have lived enough, and I still have a few years left.Forget it, Secretary Fan, stop thinking about it, live a day and enjoy it, do the math, how many days can one person live if you can live?There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and the number of days in a person's life is nothing more than a ten thousand word.Well, don't think about it too much. Besides, in the days we lived, most of the time was left to the revolutionary cause. The days without light are limited, right Secretary Fan?Brother Fan?Brother Fan? Fan Jiuming pouted and leaned back. Feng Zhong sighed, alas, if I knew this earlier, why did I do it in the first place? Fan Jiuming stared at Feng Zhong until suspicion appeared on Feng Zhong's face, and then he suddenly laughed, as if he had had enough of something!