The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Fei said, "Go down and have a look."

Several people in the car got out of the car and saw a sewer in the middle of the road. The manhole cover was completely broken, exposing a big hole, and the tires of the car were on it.

Ma Feng said, "I've always wondered why the manhole cover of the sewer must be placed in the middle of the road? It's not safe for drivers and pedestrians. This manhole cover can't stand it, it's easy to break!"

Yang Fei said, "This is a common problem in urban design. There were not so many cars before. Who would have thought that manhole covers could be crushed?"

Jiang Ziqiang sighed and said, "Anything, there must be hidden patients behind closed doors. You must experience it yourself to know whether it is reasonable."

Yang Fei said, "Let's find a way to carry it out!"

At this time, a few people on tricycles passed by, looked back while walking, drove a little ahead, turned back, and asked, "Do you want to lift the car? Let's help!"

Yang Fei said, "I can't wish for it, thank you so much."

Those who rode the tricycles were all coolies, with great strength, together with Ma Feng and the others, they slowly lifted the tires out.

Yang Fei offered each of them a cigarette and expressed his thanks repeatedly.

"Boss Yang, you don't have to thank us. It's too late for us to thank you!" A man smiled honestly.

"Oh? Do you recognize me?" Yang Fei asked.

"My wife shines shoes in front of the beautiful building. I happened to be there when we had a quarrel yesterday and saw you. We all said that Boss Yang is a good man, and he is willing to let those of us who set up stalls earn a living."

Yang Fei thought to himself, the world is so miraculous, the person you have helped unintentionally may help you at a critical moment, even if the other person is just a very small person, sometimes it can come in handy.

The men rode tricycles away.

Jiang Ziqiang said, "Yang Fei, it seems that you are really popular."

Yang Feidao, "The Millennium Record of the Fruit of Grace, the true knot of grass, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust are precisely reflected in these traffickers and pawns."

Jiang Ziqiang nodded approvingly.

Yang Fei said, "Brother Jiang, I have a suggestion for you."

"What advice?"

"These manhole covers, don't look like a trivial matter, but if something happens, it is a big event. It is very dangerous! Let alone the main road, there are also manhole covers on the sidewalks in the small alleys. The planning of this city must be taken seriously. Today is The wheels are stuck in it, and if someone falls into it one day, you may not be able to find it in such a deep sewer. If you become a city leader, you must find a way to solve this problem."

"I understand the truth of what you said, but what I say doesn't count. You can talk to the big leaders later!"

"Big leaders have a lot of work to do every day, how can they take care of such trivial matters? The city-level leaders in charge have to take care of it."

"Hehe, if I have such a day, the first thing I will do is to deal with your suggestion!"

When the car drove to the gate of Yulouchun, Yang Fei saw that Liang Yulou and others were already waiting for him.

Yang Fei deliberately came half an hour earlier. He didn't dare to put on airs of a rich man in front of the big leaders. Those businessmen who rely on their wealth and don't pay attention to officials will end up very miserable.He didn't want to follow in the footsteps of these people.

After getting out of the car, Yang Fei also stood at the door and waited.

10 minutes later, the leading convoy arrived on time.

Everyone shook hands and greeted each other.

The leader and Yang Fei have met several times, and they are considered acquaintances of each other, and said with a smile, "It's such a cold day, Mr. Lao Yang has been waiting here for a long time, let's talk inside!"

Yang Fei said, "Please go in first, I still have to wait here."

"Who else is coming?" The leader asked in surprise.

In the southern province, an official at his level is the highest leader. Yang Fei let them accompany him, but he still wants to wait here?

Who could that be?

Yang Fei said, "Two friends are here in Beijing."

"Oh?" There was a flash of light in the leader's eyes, "Who is it? Do we know each other?"

At this time, a small car drove over. Yang Fei saw the car and said with a smile, "They are here."

Because they didn't know whether the people who came were high-level or not, the leaders stood still and didn't move.

Jiang Hanying got out of the car first, and when she saw Yang Fei, she waved her hand, walked over happily, and said with a smile, "We're not late, are we?"

Every time Yang Fei sees her, his eyes light up. Today, she is wearing a white coat, like a white plum reflecting snow, pretty and pleasant.

"Where's your dad?" Yang Fei didn't dare to be too affectionate with her in front of so many people, and whispered, "I said I'm going to pick up the plane, why don't you agree?"

"My grandpa said that since we're here, I'll stop by to see old comrades in arms. He also said that those old antiques are getting less and less every year, so I didn't let you pick them up." Jiang Hanying smiled sweetly, "You are so old." Oh, save face, my grandfather hasn't traveled far for several years! This time, he came here specially for you."

Yang Fei said in amazement, "Your grandpa is here? Why didn't you say it earlier? I wasn't prepared at all."

Jiang Hanying stuck out her tongue playfully, "What are you still doing in a daze? Get ready to welcome you!"

Chapter 570 Jiang Lao

In the back seat of the car, two people got off, one old and one young, they looked very similar, at first glance they were father and son.

The old man had silver hair, was hale and hearty, and his eyes were piercing, like two bolts of lightning, looking at Yang Fei.

"Call me Grandpa." Jiang Hanying pushed Yang Fei.

"Grandpa Jiang." Yang Fei hurried forward and shouted.

"Okay." Jiang Lao's eyes became a little gentler, but the critical meaning in his eyes became stronger, "You are Yang Fei?"

Jiang Hanying smiled and said, "Grandpa, he is Yang Fei."

"I didn't ask you." Elder Jiang waved his hand vigorously.

Jiang Hanying made a face at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei had never experienced such a playful side of her before. It seems that in front of her grandfather who loves her the most, she can indulge in indulgence.

Yang Fei said respectfully: "Yang Fei has met Grandpa Jiang."

"That's Mr. Jiang? Am I blind?" The leader of the Southern Province couldn't help being surprised when he saw the face of the visitor clearly.

After all, Jiang Ziqiang didn't have a lot of knowledge, so he wondered who the old Jiang they were talking about was?

While he was in a daze, the leaders of the Southern Province rushed forward.

"Mr. Jiang, hello, I didn't expect you to come in person!" The leaders stretched out their hands one after another, squeezed out the most kind and modest smiles, and bent down in a rare way.

Jiang Ziqiang was even more shocked when he saw this scene!