Excellent little farmer

When the melody started playing, Song Jiaqi turned her eyes to the side with a smile. She couldn't bear to see me making a fool of herself. However, when I sang the first line, she couldn't help but say, "Hey!" ' After a cry, I looked back, only to see that I had already started singing impassionedly: "Wolf smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north, the dragon curls up, the horse neighs, the sword energy is like frost, and the heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River. Twenty years, Who can resist in the vertical and horizontal circles? The hatred is crazy, the long sword is directed at it, how many loyal brothers and sisters are buried in a foreign land..."

Song Jiaqi couldn't help but be overjoyed when she saw his loud and passionate singing voice. After a brief moment of surprise, she started to beat the rhythm with everyone else. She still hadn't woken up until I walked off the stage with a smile on her face. He looked at me with eyes as gentle as water, and said softly: "Xiaoquan, you lied to me, how could you sing so well."

I smiled and put my arms around her waist, and said in a low voice: "My wife taught me everything well. If you can't learn it anymore, you will really become a fool."

Song Jiaqi blushed and said shyly: "Xiaoquan, you are not an idiot, I am."

I raised my finger, gently scratched her beautiful nose, and whispered: "You are the most beautiful idiot in the world."

Song Jiaqi smiled like a flower, with a touching blush on her cheeks. She glanced at me and said softly: "Smelly Xiaoquan, you are not the one who spoiled me."

I chuckled, took a few sips of beer, and saw Uncle Cai coming over. I turned sideways and asked him to sit next to me.

Uncle Cai smiled and said: "Young Master Quan, in July the Central Party School will hold a rotating training class for county magistrates and secretaries at the county and division level. It plans to select fifty county magistrates and secretaries from across the country to come to Beijing for training. You can come too. .”

I pondered for a long time, shook my head and said, "Uncle Cai, I don't think it's necessary. Just concentrate on doing your job well. In my position, I still focus on doing things. As for training, let's wait until later."

Uncle Cai smiled, nodded and said, "That's fine, then don't rush."

I turned my head and looked around, and saw Song Jiaqi busy playing dice with Wang Qingqing, so I smiled slightly and said softly: "Uncle Cai, please take care of Cheng Ruolin's matter. She is too young and is working hard in the capital. I I feel a little worried."

Uncle Cai smiled understandingly, patted my thigh gently, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Mr. Quan, just concentrate on your work in Jiangzhou. I will take care of other things, including the Chinese Painting Museum. I will also take care of the business in the capital."

I nodded with a smile and said: "Uncle Lao Cai."

Sun Maocai glanced at him meaningfully and said softly: "I have seen the painting you gave to my little sister. The painter must be extremely extraordinary and should be a very spiritual person. Otherwise, how could he have painted such an excellent work? Come."

I saw his eyes glaring, as if he saw something, so I hurriedly touched the beer and said, "Yes, she is indeed a very talented painter. Come on, Uncle Cai, I respect you."

Sun Maocai smiled slightly, touched the beer, touched it with me, took a sip, and said with a kind face: "Young Master Quan, you and Master Min are both the hope of the Wang family's future. The old man has high expectations for you two, but you must not Let him down."

I nodded and said sadly: "Uncle Cai, before I communicated with the chief, I never thought that he also had so many helplessness and compromises against his will."

Sun Maocai said solemnly: "Young Master Quan, in the face of the huge bureaucracy, no matter how high an individual reaches, he is still small. It is like an invincible monster. While trying to change it, thousands of people are trying to change it. Don’t forget that it can open its mouth at any time to devour any disrespectful person. Don’t touch the vested interest groups before you are sure enough. That is the most dangerous thing in the world.”

I smiled and nodded, put the empty wine bottle on the coffee table, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff, and said softly: "I believe that with the deepening of the reform of the economic system, some things will naturally happen. The ground changes.”

Sun Maocai looked at me deeply and said with concern: "Young Master Quan, some things cannot be rushed. The political situation in the country is very complicated, and all parties are glued together. Those who move too fast will often end up in trouble." The blood is flowing, and painful lessons are ahead. You'd better be more cautious. As for the concerns you mentioned when talking to the chief, in fact, the higher-ups are also considering it. Sometimes, solving complex problems doesn't require a lot of cleverness. Political wisdom just requires long enough time and patience.”

I smiled, nodded slightly and said: "Maybe, it's still a bit unrealistic to be entangled in the problems within the system. My current idea is very simple. I serve as an official for a long time, benefit one party, try to change the current situation of land finance, and improve the mausoleum. Improve Tai County’s economy.”

Sun Maocai smiled and said: "Young Master Quan, if you encounter some unsolvable problems in Jiangzhou, you might as well give me a call instead of having to shoulder everything yourself."

I smiled slightly, frowned and took a puff of cigarette, flicked the ashes between my fingers, looked at Sun Maocai's smiling face, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Cai, are you familiar with Secretary Meng of Jiangzhou Province?"

Sun Maocai's heart moved, he narrowed his eyes, crossed his legs, shook his head slightly and said, "I've heard of him, he's very capable, but I've never had any dealings with him, what's wrong?"

I smiled, shook my head slightly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that some things have been weird. My recent job transfers seem to be related to him."

Sun Maocai frowned and thought for a while, then nodded and said: "It's normal. You have reached a senior position at such a young age. It is impossible not to attract the attention of the leaders above. It is probably that Secretary Meng thinks you are exploitable." The talent should be cultivated."

I nodded lightly and accepted Uncle Cai's point of view, but I didn't notice at all that there was a cunning look in Uncle Cai's eyes.

While the two were chatting, there was a sudden noise outside. Then, a figure flashed at the door, and a waitress wearing a cheongsam suddenly ran in with disheveled hair and shouted hastily: "Help, a customer is hitting me."

I looked up and saw a clear slap mark on her face. I couldn't help but frown slightly. I quickly stood up and walked towards her. At this time, three drunken men chased after me, shouting to themselves: "ぱか,なんくそ,やろう."

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that the one who hit the person was actually a kid. His brain got hot, and he rushed over, pulled the waitress behind him, pointed at the three guys, and shouted: "Give them all." I stop!"

The muscular man in front of me didn't stop while he was smelling of alcohol. He just glanced at me contemptuously and stretched out his arm to push him. I grabbed his arm, took a step forward, and pushed him down with just a twist. He was on the ground and kicked him violently with his foot. Before the man could recover, his body had lost its center of gravity, and a dog gnawed at the mud, "Plop!" ’ He hit the coffee table with a sound, and blood suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that his hands had been moved, the two people behind the man also shouted and rushed forward together. At this time, Wang Youjiang was a little confused and subconsciously took two steps forward, but stopped, waved his hands and shouted: " Don't do anything, sit down and talk first, Fourth Brother, mind your own business, you can't hit foreigners in the capital, it will cause diplomatic trouble."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Youmin quickly took out his mobile phone, hurriedly called the police, and then came over to help. When he came to the front, the battle had come to an end. Ning Shuang held a pistol in his right hand and pressed it against one of the people's foreheads. Up, the man was already stunned with fear, raising his hands high and not daring to move.

But there was another tall and thin man with long hair, his face had become bruised and swollen, but I still refused to give up. I grabbed his hair and pulled him to the coffee table. I picked up the wine bottle and smashed it hard. Three drinks. After the bottle burst, blood flowed from the tall and thin man's head, and he knelt on the ground holding his head and groaning.

The man from before was sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the gun in Ning Shuang's hand. He was already half awake from the wine, and howled loudly: "Misunderstanding してはWho もが, Misunderstanding を Zhao いた..."

I walked over, swung my right leg, kicked him in the face, and kicked him around. Then I looked at Wang Youmin, who was standing in front of me with a strange look on his face, and he threw aside the broken wine bottle in his hand. , scratched his hair in embarrassment, spread his hands, shook his head and said: "The lethality of Jingcheng Beer is too small, not as good as Tsingtao Beer."

It happened too suddenly and ended quickly enough. It wasn't until she saw the two people with their faces covered in blood that Wang Qingqing said, "Wow!" ' She burst out crying, turned around and threw herself into Song Jiaqi's arms, trembling with fear. She rarely saw such a scene, so naturally she couldn't stand such a bloody scene. Song Jiaqi was also a little frightened, but she still pretended to be calm. He patted her on the back and said softly: "It's okay, little sister, it's better now. Your fourth brother is very good at fighting."

When the incident happened, Sun Maocai had been sitting on the sofa with a frown, watching everyone's reactions. Then he stood up with a smile, walked to the waitress, and asked kindly: "What's going on? Why are they fighting?" you?"

The waitress pointed at the man who was sitting on the floor and yelling, and said with a crying voice: "He was drunk and touched my thigh. I was afraid and spilled the tea on his hand. They chased me out and beat me.”