Rebirth of the Official Business Route

After five o'clock, Tang Jing and her mother Gu Jianping rushed over. Tang Jing called Zhang Zhifei and Liang Gezhen obediently, and only greeted Zhang Ke with her eyes.

These days, Zhang Ke spends most of his time in the provincial capital. Even if he returns to Haizhou, there are still many things to do. There are still many things to prepare.

Since they separated in the provincial capital, Zhang Ke has only seen Tang Jing once or twice, and they haven't seen each other for almost half a month.

The eyebrows are thin and straight, not deliberately trimmed, but very thin and even, the eyes are long and charming, under the straight bridge of the nose, the red lips are delicate and playful, and they are slightly raised in a playful way. She stretched a little, her chest rose up in a certain way, and she stood quietly behind Gu Jianping, with the air of a young girl all over her body.

The banquet at Xicheng Hotel was set in a small box on the second floor. No one else showed up until six o'clock. Zhang Ke could see that Gu Jianping was also a little anxious. Because it was agreed on the phone that Dad and Tang Xueqian would come over earlier, they came hand in hand just after six o'clock. Unexpectedly, the current secretary of the municipal party committee, Zhou Fuming, came in at the same time as them.

Tang Xueqian casually mentioned it when the municipal party committee was discussing with Zhou Fuming, and Zhou Fuming followed along by the way.

Look, the two of you stand together, it feels like a golden boy and a jade girl, just like a pair of people. Zhou Fuming turned to Tang Xueqian and Zhang Zhifei when he entered the door, You two are a pair of young children, which is very enviable.

The fact that Zhang Ke rescued Zhitong from under the wheel was learned from Jin Guohai, not from Xu Xueping, which made Zhou Fuming feel a sense of crisis. Ding Xiangshan committed a big case, the evidence is conclusive, and no one will protect him. Zhou Fuming's replacement as the secretary of the municipal party committee seems logical, and it cannot be ruled out that the provincial party committee hopes that Haizhou will maintain stability and unity. Zhou Fuming knows very well in his heart that if he can I will continue to stay in this position next year and still have to do some work.

When investigating Ding Xiangshan's issue, the Provincial Standing Committee meeting reached a consensus without any resistance, which means that Ding Xiangshan's case cannot be pursued further, but there must be someone from above responsible for Ding Xiangshan's depravity. Xu Xueping is now the provincial The secretary of the political and legal committee, those rumors that he might become the governor next year are also quite well-founded, it's really sloppy.

Zhou Fuming took another look at Zhang Ke, feeling really envious of Zhang Zhixing for having such a good son. Xu Xueping's son had a car accident in Haizhou, and Zhang Ke's presence could also ease the tension between Haizhou and Xu Xueping.

Tang Xueqian is the deputy mayor in charge of transportation, and the director of the transportation bureau was promoted by Ding Xiangshan. During the previous period, Zhou Fuming had never been given the time and opportunity to deal with the serious and in-depth 718 traffic accident. how to think?

It was really a headache, Zhou Fuming frowned when he thought of the bureaucrats in Chengnan District, there was nothing wrong, why did the workers of Xinguang Paper Factory rush to the Bell Tower Square to gather and make trouble? Tang Xueqian was a blessing in disguise, otherwise he was the deputy mayor in charge of transportation, as long as Xu Xueping was in the province, he would have to sit on the bench for a day, and he might retire to the second line early. Tang Xueqian escaped, Ding Xiangshan became a prisoner, and he wanted to pick up the hot potato by himself. Zhou Fuming thought that he was overjoyed to take Ding Xiangshan's position, but he also had hidden worries.

Zhang Ke didn't expect Zhou Fuming to have so many thoughts in a blink of an eye. Xu Xueping retired from the post of Secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee to the second line five years later, which was also affected by the Tang Xueqian case. Now, Tang Xueqian's case has been completely reversed, and the impact on Xu Xueping will only be positive. I don't know if Xu Xueping will retreat to the second line after five years.

Tang Xueqian smiled and called his daughter to address her,

Zhou Fuming was invited to take a seat first, and everyone chatted in the private room for a while, when the waiter was called to order, a person walked in from outside. Zhang Ke didn't recognize him, he saw his eyes rolled around in the box, and when he saw Zhou Fuming was also present, he was startled: Secretary Zhou is here too?

Mayor Tang's daughter and Zhang Zhixing's son are admitted to Shanghai No. 1 Middle School, so why can't I eat here? Zhou Fuming said with a smile, Wan Dazi, you sneaked in, what are you doing?

Zhang Ke looked closely at the white pockmarks on his fat face, and remembered that he was Wan Yong, director of the Foreign Economic and Trade Commission. Looking carefully at his appearance, his eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar to his bastard son Wan Tian.

Hearing what Zhou Fuming said, Wan Yong walked in with a smile on his face, and before the extra chairs were removed, he sat down next to Zhang Zhifei who was outside, and said, So, then I came here too, Tang Shi The eldest daughter and the son of Secretary-General Zhang have been admitted to the No. 1 Middle School, how can they celebrate in secret? Fortunately, I have sharp ears and a good nose, he took out two red envelopes from his pocket, handed them to Zhang Ke and Tang Jing, and shouted, The meal ticket money, take it quickly...

Zhang Ke noticed Wan Yong's sudden appearance, which caused subtle changes in the faces of the people in the box. Zhou Fuming was holding a recipe in his hand to order, but now he stopped in his hand. His father was a little bit embarrassed, and said to his mother: Didn't you just invite Mayor Tang's family to have a light meal? How did you disturb others? Mom didn't expect Zhou Fuming to follow, she was a little panicked, and didn't know how to respond. Gu Jianping continued, When I came here, I met Fatty Gu's lover in the organization department, and I said something casually... Wan Yong continued, Fatty Gu is timid, and he is afraid that he will miss the dinner, so he wants me to come and play forward. He said, let him wait outside for a while.

These words were answered smoothly, like a rehearsal, Zhang Zhixing was not afraid of leaving a bad impression on Zhou Fuming when he heard that it was not his wife who let him know, let alone blame Tang Xueqian's lover.

After all, it was a family banquet invited by Zhang Zhixing this time. It is not too much for his wife to babble when she meets people, but now these officials are too good at exploiting. Gluttonous.

Zhou Fuming's eyes were round, and he saw everyone's performance in his eyes. It was not like acting. How could he think that Zhang Ke was planning behind it, and said with a smile: Wan Dazi took me into the army, and I didn't bring any meal ticket money with me.

Secretary Zhou wrote down the IOU, and I'll lend you the money for the meal ticket. Wan Yong's father is the former secretary of the Haizhou Municipal Party Committee and the current director of the Municipal People's Congress. He has a special position in Haizhou's officialdom, and he can joke with anyone .

Wan Yong made a head start, and then Gu Yao from the Organization Department squeezed in. When Zhang Xiaojian, the secretary-general of the municipal party committee, rushed over, he complained to Zhang Zhixing for a while: Zhixing, when you met me this afternoon, you didn't show your face at all, which hurt me. I went around Beiguan and hurried over here... They all came for Tang Xueqian's face, and people from the agency compound came in groups...

Things have developed to this point, the family banquet can only be changed to invite wine, my uncle Zhang Zhifei will arrange it, contact the boss of Xicheng Restaurant, and urgently transfer chefs and ingredients from another restaurant, and let the banquet start before 7:30. This is Zhou Fuming, Tang Xueqian's face is big enough. However, Zhang Ke and Tang Jing were collecting gift money at the stairs on the second floor. People came over one after another until 8:30. Zhang Ke was holding the briefcase borrowed by his uncle in his hand, which was full of red envelopes.

Ordinarily, it was a treat at my own home, and there would never be so many people coming. This was borrowing Tang Xueqian's prestige. Everyone came up with two red envelopes, one for Tang Jing and one for Zhang Ke. Tang Jing had never experienced this before. The scene, standing there a little at a loss, with a stiff smile on his face. Zhang Ke stood there, making a lot of money this time, wondering if there was a possibility of sharing the spoils with his mother.

What are you laughing at? Tang Jing gently kicked Zhang Ke with her toes, only to feel that Zhang Ke's eyes had become a little evil after this summer vacation.

How can I laugh? Zhang Ke stepped aside and got close to Tang Jing. He smelled the girl's fleshy fragrance wafting from her nose, and was a little distracted. Tang Jing stood so close without defense, although Wearing a T-shirt with a small neckline, the eyes are smoothed, and the pink and white cleavage can still be seen. Zhang Ke clearly remembered that the last time he saw Tang Jing, she was still so thin and bony. In just one month, her chest had changed, and she was secretly surprised.

Where are you looking? Tang Jing and Zhang Ke gave him a wrong look.

Where can I see anything? Zhang Ke said innocently.

You mean I don't have one? Tang Jing bit her lip and said shyly and angrily, How dare you say I don't. She kicked him.

Zhang Ke grinned, and bent down to rub the kicked place: Grandma, be gentle. I mean your neckline is small and you can't see the inside. It doesn't mean that there is nothing inside.

Bah, you still said you didn't watch it? Tang Jingfan blushed, turned her head and walked towards the banquet hall.

Seeing Tang Jing wearing jeans, although she was only sixteen years old, her body was stretched out, her legs and buttocks were stretched tightly, her small buttocks were plump and her legs were slender, and she looked like a woman, Zhang Ke squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully. Thinking, wondering if women are naturally sharp, Tang Jing walked into the gate of the banquet hall, and suddenly turned her head and gave Zhang Ke a sideways glance. Who said it was a little girl? This provocative look was comparable to Xu Si's. Seeing her standing in front of the door waiting for him, Zhang Ke smiled and walked into the banquet hall with her.