Official Immortal

Lei Lei was still hesitating, but Liu Xiaoli had already stood up, walked to the table, frowned and said impatiently, "Teacher Gao, you drank a little today... Rest early."

"Liu Xiaoli, when is it your turn to be here?" Reporter Gao frowned. Liu Xiaoli has a sharp writing style. He is a rookie who has emerged in Tiannan's public opinion circle in recent years, so he knows it.

But he is a reporter from Xinhua News Agency. Far from being comparable to third-rate media like Tiannan Business Daily, he doesn't take this person very seriously, "I'm here to cover Lao Jing. You are not qualified."

"I will announce now that you are disqualified from reporting," Liu Xiaoli said with a solemn face. She had been madly ill, what else is she afraid of? Especially Chen Taizhong was on the scene, "You can go, you are not welcome here."

"It doesn't count for what you said," Reporter Gao hesitated and said. The so-called rushing is not good. He also choked when he saw a pheasant newspaper reporter and his surname. "Your surname is Liu, not Jing... I am The representative unit, what unit do you represent?"

This is really a slap in the face. The "Tiannan Rì Newspaper" where Liu Xiaoli works is originally a social media. Although reporter Liu has become famous recently, he is currently only a poor business editor-this is all because of her reputation. Bestowed.

"She did it on behalf of our provincial party committee civilization." At this moment, a voice sounded, but Li Yuntong didn't know when she came up—in fact, no one found out when she came.

Chen Taizhong was also a little stunned to see it, but when I think about it again, what the civilized office grasps is the spiritual civilization, and Jing Lao is a master of calligraphy.

The silly eldest sister was wearing a white embroidered short-sleeved shirt and a beige one-step skirt. She stood there with a tall figure, giving people a sense of oppression, but seeing her slender legs, Chen Taizhong always remembered last year On that night of the chūn day, with two plump long legs wide open, she said...Leader, you must go deep into the masses!

"This is our "Business Daily" reporter. It represents the attitude of our Economic and Trade Department." Then, another person stood up and said with a sneer, "Young man, you can eat whatever you want. This is a buffet... Nonsense."

Fuck, this is... Dong Yuliang? Chen Taizhong hesitated before recognizing the man in front of him, a classmate from the Party School of the Provincial Party Committee, a bright star from the Economic and Trade Department, who seemed to be in his early thirties and was about to leave for the deputy hall.

"Why are you from Xinhua News Agency here to make trouble on this occasion?" Another young man said, looking impatiently, "Eat yours honestly...Jing Lao's good son, don't toss about it casually."

This person, Chen Taizhong, seems to have known each other before. He is probably the secretary of Ling Luo, the boss of the Civil Affairs Department-well, there is such a hundred-year-old birthday star among the people. Even if it is not Elder Jing, the Civil Affairs Department should come over and greet him.

"Okay, good old Jing, everyone, let's eat and drink," Chen Taizhong finally spoke out, and then glanced at the reporter Gao, "Go, you are not welcome here."

"Who are you?" The reporter Gao had already been enthusiastic. He only felt that the shame he suffered in his life was not as much as today, so he asked without a word, "Are you the Jing family?"

"Too loyal, why are you so bored with him?" At this time, someone spoke again. It turned out that it was a beautiful young man coming in from the outside, "It's over when you leave, how can there be so many words?"

Nonsense, I'm not as old as yours, Chen Taizhong smiled and nodded, "Chunliang, I'll leave it to you."

"Director Xu, you..." Reporter Gao looked at each other dumbfounded. He knew Xu Chunliang. The performance of the Phoenix Science and Technology Commission was too bad. Xinhua News Agency had also published several manuscripts, so he could recognize the Science and Technology Commission. The boss comes.

He even knew that Director Xu was the son of Xu Shaohui, secretary of the Provincial Discipline Inspection Commission, and other people who spoke, he didn't know his identity. This one in front of him was really something he couldn't afford.

"Don't do this, that," Xu Chunliang waved his hand, and said with a little impatientness, "Taizhong has let you go, why are you not leaving?"

Director Xu’s son is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, so he won’t get angry with people when he waits, but he has been the head of the Science and Technology Committee for many years.

"Too loyal?" Reporter Gao repeated these two words softly. The next moment, his body shook suddenly, and he looked at the tall young man in amazement. After a daze for almost five seconds, he bowed his head and grabbed it. The handbag at hand left in a hurry, without even saying a word-this is the legendary Chen Taizhong, right?

He has never met Director Chen, but he has heard from many people, the star of the Huang family, the underground king of Tiannan, I heard that this person has a very bad temper — by the way, it seems to be Jing The boyfriend of that genius girl at home.

Seeing him hiding his face and leaving, Chen Taizhong didn't bother to care about it. Instead, he turned to look at Xu Chunliang and greeted with a smile, "I said why did you come here?"

"If you can come, I can't come?" Director Xu directly challenged him, and then said again, "Jing Junwei has a good relationship with me, and I'm on Sufeng mobile phone, two steps."

"How is Sufeng's mobile phone sold recently?" Chen Taizhong just wanted to know.

"It's not very good, fight for the price," Xu Chunliang shook his head helplessly. "Currently, we are developing color screen mobile phones to see if we can regain some market... I'm considering giving up Siemens modules. Siemens can't hold on for mobile phones. Up."

"Don't be frowning," Chen Taizhong patted his shoulder with a smile, "Infrared thermometer, your kid made two hundred million, right? Why do you pretend to be poor?"

"Fart, the gross profit is less than 50 million yuan," Xu Chunliang said directly, "It is not too small to sell, but the provinces and cities have said that, let me take care of the overall situation and not make a lot of money."

"This is pure money to burn. Is it less than 50 million in two months?" Chen Taizhong pointed at him speechlessly. "We in Bei Chong can't make 50 million in a year."

"You have nothing to compare, the basics are different," Xu Chunliang gave him a glance, and then he seemed to realize that he was a little choked in his speech, so he had to add another sentence, "Being with you, it is not easy to develop. ?"

"By the way, you infrared thermometer, but it comes from my inspiration," Chen Taizhong said with a smile, "Should I give a little creativity fee?"

"I gave you less?" Xu Chunliang snorted dissatisfiedly. When Chen Taizhong first came to Beichong, he supported 20 million yuan in the past-it was out-and-out support, the same quality as the grant.

However, there is nothing worth mentioning about these two brothers. "Now the weather is getting warmer, and the momentum is going down. Many people think that the virus may come back next year. What do you think?"

"No wonder you want to reduce the profits of the Science and Technology Commission. It turns out that you want to be long-term." Chen Taizhong reacted. If it breaks out next year, there will be a wave of infrared thermometers. Chunliang wants to make a brand now, so he has to sacrifice part of his profits.

However, in the impression of Luo Tianshangxian, he seemed to be tossed for a while, at least for a long time in the future, he never heard of such a terrible thing again, he thought about it carefully, and then seriously answered, "But you ask. I'm useless, I'm not a doctor."

"I want to stock up on components, just like you stock up on ramie and coal," Xu Chunliang was not polite, and directly stated his needs. "Others say you have a strong predictive ability... You can help predict."

"I have Mao's predictive ability," Chen Taizhong shook his head, thinking about it and adding, "I don't think there is any need to stock up."

"If you say that, then don't stock up," Xu Chunliang nodded, his casualness in doing things is great, and then his eyes rolled, "Actually, my headache is the development of Sufeng's phone... You also help Predict?"

"I told you all, I won't predict." Chen Taizhong waved his hand, and then twitched his nose. "Sufeng mobile phone, but High-tech Zone Holdings, let that proud little hen have a headache...Well, what? It smells so good?"

"The smell of a little rooster stewed with mushrooms," a voice sounded behind him, no one else, it was Jiang Junrong, and Chen Taizhong smelled the perfume on her body.

"I haven't eaten since I came in, I'm leaving first," Xu Chunliang nodded, and turned away casually.

"Chunliang, you have a bad study," Chen Taizhong sighed, then turned to look at the woman behind him, "Didn't you come here tomorrow?"

"If you come tomorrow, you won't hear you chewing your tongue behind your back," Jiang Junrong looked at him with a calm face, with a smile, "So you gave me such a nickname?"

"It's none of my business, Xu Chunliang made it for you," Chen Taizhong shook his head-the brother was just selling it, and then he planned to leave.

"If you leave like this, I will tell Jing Ziling, you molested me," Jiang Junrong stood there, speaking lightly.

I said, anyhow, it's Lao Jing's good son, would you not be like this? Chen Taizhong frowned ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ before he was ready to speak, and suddenly heard someone behind him greet in surprise, "Jun Rong sister, are you here?"

It was Li Shilu who greeted no one else. He couldn’t find any acquaintances all around. He was overjoyed to see Jiang Junrong coming. Chen Taizhong heard this voice and walked away—Xiao Li, it’s worthy of brother helping you so many times. .

Upon seeing this, Jiang Junrong couldn't trouble him anymore, so she could only say hello, "Uncle Yongsheng didn't come?"

"I didn't come, I came on behalf of the media," Li Shilu said with a smile, not knowing that he had made a bright light bulb, "I am worried about where to get some tidbits, fortunately you are here."

"The tidbits are naturally looking for Chen Taizhong," Jiang Junrong smiled and shook her head, then her brow furrowed, "This guy really has a womanhood...Who is that old woman?"

"That... is the editor-in-chief of one of our Hengbei newspapers," Li Shilu followed her eyes and found Niu Xiaorui was talking with Chen Taizhong with a smile, and couldn't help being a little bit stunned-what Sister Jun Rong said, Niu Xiaorui may not be better than you Big, right?

In fact, he is still willing to help Chen Taizhong explain one or two things, "This woman often writes soft articles to Brother Taizhong." (To be continued.)