Tang Qiuhong's office is a humble room, with a small area and a product from the 1980s. Compared to the bureaucrats in some local township governments, it is simply not worth mentioning.

From this perspective, Tang Qiuhong is indeed an official who is willing to do practical things for the people, and Lin Tian is willing to communicate more with him for this.

Tang Qiuhong looked at the boy in front of him with a smile. In his impression, Lin Tian was smart and capable, and belonged to the type of young man he liked. What's even more rare is that Lin Tian always knew how to advance and retreat and understand the general.

In front of others, he would always call Minister Tang with respect, and in private, Lin Tian would call Uncle Tang with sweet words.

"Uncle Tang, tomorrow I will compete with Maria Okura, and Choi Mi-jin, a representative of Korean medicine. It was originally a folk medical exchange. I hope that you can come forward in the official name in the future."

Lin Tian finally revealed his thoughts, with a pleading look on his face.

After hearing this, Tang Qiuhong hesitated a little. In fact, he had already known tomorrow's competition that he would support the competition between Lin Tian and the two countries.

But in what name he has been hesitating, not because of personal honor and disgrace, but for the overall situation. Speaking of which, he is also a person in the government, and every move represents the image of the government.

If tomorrow's competition between Lin Tian, ​​Okura and Cui Meizhen is a little bit smaller, it is just a spontaneous medical exchange held by the people. To put it more broadly, it is related to the honor, disgrace, rise and fall of the traditional Chinese medicine cause between the Three Kingdoms.

If he doesn't go, he can advance and retreat in moderation. If he fails, he will not lose any loss to the image of China. Once he represents the image of the government, then that is to say, tomorrow, Lin Tian must win and win beautifully.

This has nothing to do with personal honor and disgrace, but is related to the image of the country.

A national hero will win, and a sinner will be borne by the country.

Thinking of this consequence, Tang Qiuhong couldn't help but hesitate. He looked at Lin Tian with a little hesitation and asked tentatively: "Have you thought about it?"

Lin Tian nodded firmly, and the light shining in his eyes made Tang Qiuhong believe that his idea was definitely not personal loyalty but his behavior after careful consideration.

"Why?" Tang Qiuhong habitually touched the cigarette box from the table. Whenever an old problem encountered something, he would habitually smoke a cigarette to relieve his emotions. After igniting it, he took a sip and asked, "Give me a reason!"

Lin Tian also understood that Tang Qiuhong was so careful and thought more and not himself. He quickly sorted out the thoughts in his mind and said calmly: "Island Country, Bangzi, they have been in China for a long time. Judging from their various actions, they have been planning for a long time and we have always been in a very passive position. I, you also knew before, that they had been fighting with the Mo family, and now the Mo family's affairs have been resolved, and it is time to send the island Country, Bangzi back to their hometown..."

Seeing that he was so sure, there were stars in his eyes and his words that were unquestionable affirmation, Tang Qiuhong suddenly felt a touched and a heroic spirit in his heart.

Thin but not weak, modest and low-key, this is Tang Qiuhong's entire impression of Lin Tian when he first met. As time goes by, his understanding of Lin Tian increases. He found that this young man's fanaticism about traditional Chinese medicine has reached an extreme level.

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Sitting on the chair, watching Lin Tian leave, his heart galloping like thousands of horses.

He picked up the tempered thermos cup at the desk and took a sip of tea to calm down the boiling blood of his body, but he found that his hands holding the cup were trembling.

Struggle, young man, you bet on your wealth, and I will follow you with you regardless of everything.

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Dunes

Dong's family's villa

There are flowers, grass, ponds and rockery, which are indeed worse than the gardens in Sucheng. The unique and ingenious dune garden does not seem abrupt or imitation, but the unique dune garden is somewhat different.

The villa bought by Mr. Dong at a large price naturally has its own uniqueness. Otherwise, with Mr. Dong's eyesight, how could he lose money?

Dong Tianmiao walked quickly between the pier, and his steps were very fast. He didn't take the beautiful garden scenery in Yanjing in front of him at all.

At the end of the pier is where Mr. Dong recuperate. The room is not big, only 40 or 50 square meters. The decoration in the house is unique and generous, both generous and elegant. It is both generous and elegant in the north.

There are not many buildings that perfectly combine the advantages of the north and south together, but this is one of them. It is obvious that it is not unreasonable for Mr. Dong to prefer it.

I don’t know which famous master came from this room, but it was not only Mr. Dong, but a guest came.

Looking at the hot and fragrant tea in the exquisite tea set, Ye Guxiong sighed sincerely: "Old Dong, you are indeed a person who is very good at enjoying life."

Mr. Dong lived in his eighties and was already an old man. He couldn't understand what he was doing. He also smelled other scents from Ye Guxiong's praise.

The housekeeper Fu Bo skillfully distributed the tea cups that poured into tea to the two of them. His tea skills were handed over by the old man step by step. Mr. Dong liked to drink tea, and as the closest servant around him, he naturally had to love the house and the wuwu.

Mr. Dong picked up the teacup and took a sip, took a sip of the tea, sipped it for a while, and commented professionally: "Old good! Your water is so boiled today, and the tea leaves are soaked in hot water, losing the fresh sweetness of the tea leaves..."

Ye Guxiong asked himself that his ability to evaluate tea was not bad. He picked up the tea cup and sipped it carefully and did not taste the feeling like Mr. Dong said. This made him admire the old man's skills even more.

However, no matter how much admiration is, it is just silently put in my heart, not in my mouth. Ye Guxiong is a child of a noble family at least. Even though the waves in his heart are full of waves, he can still talk and laugh calmly.

"I'm sorry, Master. I don't know that Young Master Ye Gu is coming today, so I was busy directing others to clean the garden and forgetting the matter of burning water on the stove. When I remembered it, the water had been boiling for a long time." Fu Bo Qiqi Ai Ai explained.

Ye Guxiong's face changed. He didn't expect that Mr. Dong's tongue would be so sensitive. He was shocked in his heart and was so impressed that he had nothing to say.

"Okay, go down!" Mr. Dong told the truth to the old loyal servant and stopped pursuing it. He waved his hand and signaled him to retreat.

Uncle Fu carefully packed up the tea set and stepped back with great tactfulness. After finishing all this, he realized that his spine was soaked with sweat.

He was indifferent and was domineering and naturally aura. He would not tolerate the people around him even if he made mistakes. Ye Guxiong had a smile on his lips. He felt that he had come right this time. He was about to speak, and Dong Tianmiao pushed the door from outside and entered.
Chapter completed!