Skilled in managing a house

At this stall, the sound of the little girl Fang Tong turning over was heard nearby. The girl said "um..." and ground her teeth, followed by normal breathing.

Her voice was not loud, but it was heard so clearly in the silent room.

Just now, both Zhang Yu and Yang Ying had forgotten about the fact that there was someone on the kang. When Yang Ying heard the little girl's voice, she was startled and quickly let go of Zhang Yu.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her cheeks were even more pink. She had just cried, and now she was nervous and shy, which made her look particularly charming.

"I...I'll go back first...wait..."

Yang Ying shyly said a few words.

Then, he quickly escaped back to his bed.

She didn't say everything she said, but the rest of it was how she said it.

The two people were still looking into each other's eyes with affectionate expressions on their faces.

Neither of them knew when they fell asleep.

The next day, Zhang Yu and Yang Ying drove Fang Tong's Mercedes-Benz to the county for business.

It's Monday, the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Spring Festival is just a few days away. The reason why she drove a Mercedes-Benz was that Yang Ying's Maserati was too eye-catching in the small county town, and a Mercedes-Benz was enough.

Huamu County is an inconspicuous small county in China. Even in the administrative district, it is nothing. It is a poor county.

Even so, the building of the Civil Affairs Bureau is also extremely grand. It is a nine-story building with a large courtyard outside. It is not necessarily any worse than those in big cities.

There is a pick-bar gate outside the Civil Affairs Bureau compound, and the access control is tight. It is probably not easy for ordinary people to get in.

But what kind of car was Yang Ying driving? As soon as the Mercedes-Benz stopped at the pick-up pole, the security guard at the door had to salute.

If you were coming here without driving, you would probably have to be questioned several times. As soon as the security guard saw the Mercedes-Benz, he immediately stepped forward and said politely: "Who are you looking for?"

"Look for your supervisor!" Zhang Yu pulled down the window and said directly.

"Have you made an appointment?" The security guard saw that Zhang Yu was young and didn't know what he was doing. He didn't dare to offend him, so he had to ask carefully.

Zhang Yu and Yang Ying had already studied their rhetoric on the road. They knew that it was hard for the devil to deal with the devil. Whether it was a security guard or a waiter, it all depended on who was in charge.

With their current level of prominence, there is no need to look down upon the security guard. Zhang Yu curled his lips and said angrily: "Why do you have so many problems? It's almost the Chinese New Year. I'll come here on behalf of my father to see if your supervisor is okay!"

Sure enough, seeing Zhang Yu being so aggressive, the security guard dared not talk nonsense anymore. And what Zhang Yu said clearly was that he came to visit the Superintendent on behalf of his father. It was almost the Chinese New Year, and the relevant companies did not have to express their gratitude. Didn't I tell you that I'm here to give you a gift?

In addition, Zhang Yu does look like a rich second generation. The drivers next to him are all so beautiful and well-dressed. He can't offend a mere security guard even if he beats him to death.

The security guard immediately opened the door to let people go. Yang Ying drove the car in and parked it in the parking lot inside.

The two got off the car and entered the building of the Civil Affairs Bureau. It was true that a man relied on his clothes and a horse relied on his saddle. With their name tags, after entering, even if others saw them, they didn't ask any questions.

There are photos of leaders and a floor plan of the unit on the first floor. I learned that the top supervisor’s surname was Zhao and that the supervisor’s office was on the ninth floor.

They took the elevator directly to the ninth floor and found the superintendent's office. After all, the Civil Affairs Bureau is not a police station, nor is it a big company. Naturally, there is no such thing as a secretary guarding the door.

Zhang Yu knocked on the door of the warden's office several times, and a middle-aged man's voice sounded inside, "Come in."

Zhang Yu opened the door and went in with Yang Ying. There were many furnishings in the huge office. Turning to the left, the opposite side was the boss's desk. Sitting behind him was a middle-aged man in his fifties. Needless to say, he must be Superintendent Zhao. .

Behind Superintendent Zhao is a window, and to his left is a row of roll cabinets, with a bunch of flowers and plants placed next to the roll cabinets. On his right side are the sofa and coffee table for guests, with large ornamental trees placed on both sides of the sofa.

In addition to these, there are many things hanging in the house, including stone monkeys and deer antlers. "Hou" means to be granted the title of Marquis immediately, while "Deer" means Tonglu, which means high-ranking official and generous salary.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu was sure that Superintendent Zhao should be a believer in Feng Shui. In this way, I felt somewhat confident.

"Hello, Director Zhao." Zhang Yu and Yang Ying greeted each other, and then Zhang Yu carefully looked at the Feng Shui pattern here.

Not to mention, Superintendent Zhao's position is facing south, with a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right. It looks stable. It is a pity that this is like this in the eyes of others, but not in the eyes of Zhang Yu. It is better not to put this pattern in place.

Superintendent Zhao couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that he didn't recognize the two of them. Even though they were dressed decently, Superintendent Zhao didn't immediately show an ugly face.

He said calmly: "May I ask who you are?"

"My name is Yang Ying, and he is my nephew Zhang Yu." Yang Ying announced her family name.

"What do you want from me?" Superintendent Zhao asked.

"It's like this. We are from Daniutun. Our family wants to build a new house, but we heard that we need a homestead approved by the land management supervisor. So we came to you, hoping that you would approve one for us." Yang Ying politely said.

Superintendent Zhao couldn't help but frown after hearing Yang Ying's words, and said to himself, "Who are you two? You asked me to approve a homestead for you. Is this just a matter of approval?"

But he still showed a kind smile and said: "So that's what happened. I wonder if you have brought the procedures from the relevant departments?"

This was not really about asking Yang Ying what procedures she wanted, but about Yang Ying's details. Building houses in rural areas is not new these days. Many wealthy people from rural areas or officials are building houses in their hometowns.

If you encounter someone with such status and background, you must be approved.

He thought that Zhang Yu and Yang Ying seemed to be rich, so he had to test it out. If Yang Ying revealed someone's name now, Superintendent Zhao would be able to check it and handle it directly.

Yang Ying didn't understand these official words, so she immediately said: "There are procedures."

After saying that, she took out an envelope from her bag, walked to the boss's desk in a few steps, and put the envelope on it respectfully.

Superintendent Zhao reached out and took it. Seeing this scene, Yang Ying and Zhang Yu secretly said in their hearts that it seemed like this could be done.

After all, there is a lot of money in it, with a total of 200,000 in it. Two people are not short of money. How much money can they spend to build a villa in the countryside? Two hundred thousand should be quite a lot. If Superintendent Zhao feels there is less, we can add more. For this tone, we will accept the money spent.

If Zhang Yu does any small work, it will cost more than 200,000 yuan.

The two of them thought very well. If they don't have money in this world, why should they be afraid that something won't be done? But giving money in officialdom is a lot more particular. It’s not that officials dare to accept money from anyone. There is something going on here that people with insufficient experience like them can't understand.

No matter how much money is given to two strangers, the official would not dare to accept it.

Superintendent Zhao immediately found out that there was money inside. His expression changed immediately, he slammed the envelope on the table, and said seriously: "Who do you think I, Zhao Yu, am? I have always been self-denial, do you think you guys By doing this, can I engage in fraud for personal gain? Take this thing away from me immediately, otherwise, I will ask the security guards to ask you away immediately!"

In fact, when he got the envelope, he estimated how much it would be, and his heart immediately moved, but he didn't dare to accept it.

Zhang Yu didn't expect that the other party would have such an attitude, and he couldn't help but secretly criticize him. It seemed that he was meeting an upright official like Chu Zhenhuan.

He immediately took a closer look at Supervisor Zhao, and then realized that Fang Yintang's expression was not straight, as if he was about to cause an unforeseen disaster.

Now that he met a good official, Zhang Yu couldn't ignore it. He turned around deliberately. The finger he bitten the night before had just grown some flesh, so he used his teeth to break it again, scratched it in front of his eyes, and then turned back to face him. The boss walked up to the stage and said, "Superintendent Zhao, it was our fault just now and we should not have offended you. Please forgive me."

After saying that, he went over to take the money back from the table and handed it to Yang Ying. He also carefully observed the luck on Superintendent Zhao's head. I saw that the top of Superintendent Zhao's head was indeed different from ordinary people. It had a purple official luck. The color of the purple air flow was not heavy, and there was a small group of gray air flow surrounding it.