Xiang Tianliang had lunch in a small noodle restaurant on the street. The women in Baihua Building were very busy and there was already an additional rule that they would not have lunch.

He is really not a lie, and he is not a deputy county magistrate. He is in a good mood. He doesn't have to walk like an ordinary citizen.

This small noodle restaurant is called Jinchuan Noodle Restaurant. The owner is from Jinchuan Town. He is about forty years old. He is a veteran named Lin Jiesen. He is considered a fellow villager of Xiang Tianliang. Xiang Tianliang likes to eat noodles and used to visit here frequently.

Jinchuan Noodle Restaurant is located in the middle section of Renmin Road, with a small storefront, but its business is quite popular, less than a thousand meters away from the county party committee courtyard. Opposite the office building of the county TV station, the county newspaper and the county Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Of course, it is now called the municipal party committee courtyard, the county TV station, the county newspaper and the county Federation of Literary and Art Circles. It also needs to replace the sign accordingly, but the new sign has not been sent yet.

Lin Jiesen will welcome the noodle restaurant to dawn. Although the noodle restaurant is small, it has all the internal organs, and there is a private room on the second floor. You can order food and drink.

"Lao Lin, how is your business recently?"

"Okay, the county town has become a city, and there are a lot more people on the streets. Once there are more people, there will naturally be more people eating."

Sitting down in a small private room on the second floor, Xiang Tianliang smiled and said, "For you Lao Lin, a prominent feature of reform and opening up is the flow of people. The flow of people means the prosperity of your business."

“That’s, that’s.”

He pointed at Tianliang and asked again, "Lao Lin, I asked you to spend 100,000 yuan last year to buy this house. You regretted it for a long time at that time. Do you still regret it now?"

Lin Jason smiled and said, "I don't regret it anymore, I won't regret it anymore. Now I won't sell you 200,000 yuan."

"Haha... I promise that in another three to five years, your house will be worth at least 500,000 yuan. If you Lao Lin gets a big advantage, you will be happy secretly."

"Isn't that your credit to the county magistrate?" Lin Jason asked after a pause, "Seeking the county magistrate, I heard a message saying that you were withdrawn. Is this true?"

"Oh, you Lao Lin is well-informed." Xiang Tianliang said with a smile, "But, your news is half true and half false. Binhai County has been changed to Binhai City. Of course, I am the deputy county magistrate, but I am still in Binhai City, and I am still a leader. I have not arranged any specific work for the time being."

"Oh... I'm relieved." Lin Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Tianliang said strangely: "Lao Lin, what do you mean?"

"You don't know that you are the leader of our Jinchuan Town, and we are so excited about it. Like me, everyone knows that you often come to my noodle restaurant, but no one dares to bully me. Even the people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Tax Bureau look at each other differently."

"Haha, Lao Lin, you really have a trick." Xiang Tianliang said happily, "Lao Lin, you have my mobile phone number. If someone bullies you in the future, you will say that you are my friend. Call me as soon as possible and I will help you settle it as soon as possible."

"Thank you, thank you, Xiang,"

"I can't call County Magistrate Xiang in the future. I am no longer the County Magistrate Xiang."

"I don't care. In my mind, you will always be the county magistrate."

"hehe……"

As he was talking, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Liu Qingqing and Mo Xiaoli entered together.

Liu Qingqing is the vice chairman of the county Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and Mo Xiaoli is the deputy director of the county television station. Xiang Tianliang came here to eat noodles, but in fact he came to find them.

"Lao Lin, give each of us a bowl of shredded pork noodles and add two eggs each."

Xiang Tianliang sent Jason Lin away.

Mo Xiaoli smiled and said, "Go to the county magistrate, a bowl of shredded pork noodles."

Liu Qingqing also laughed, "He likes to eat noodles, so we must eat noodles too."

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open again, and Ding Wentong walked in.

Ding Wentong is no longer Xiang Tianliang's secretary, but a staff member of the Binhai City Preparation and Construction Working Group.

"Leader, what instructions do you have?"

"I have no right to give instructions. I am asking you for a private matter." Xiang Tianliang said with a smile, "In this way, you can go to the "Two Projects" project command in the afternoon and collect information about the "Two Projects" project as detailed as possible. Then, you must write a reportage with no less than 10,000 words at the fastest speed, and send the reportage to your classmate who works in Xinhua News Agency as quickly as possible, and ask him to find my teacher Yi Xiangrui, and try to publish the reportage in the National Youth Daily at the fastest speed."

Ding Wentong nodded as if he had some understanding, "Leader, what specific requirements do you have for this reportage?"

Xiang Tianliang glared at Ding Wentong, "I knowingly asked, the theme of this reportage is of course to praise me, Xiang Tianliang. Do you still praise you, Ding Wentong? In short, in short, write whatever you are good. If you write me as a 'Gaocai', I will applaud you."

"Hehe... I understand, I understand." Ding Wentong nodded hurriedly.

"Also, you have to pay attention to a few issues." Xiang Tianliang ordered, "One, the last time we took photos on the construction site of the 'two projects', you can pick a few photos to attach them to the reportage. Two, this reportage should be written in the name of your classmate. Your name must not appear. Three, how many days will your classmate disappear, to prove that your classmate has been here. It is best to take some money from my salary and buy some gifts to your classmate. Five, you should be afraid, hurry up, the faster the better."

Ding Wentong nodded, "Please ensure that the task is completed."

After receiving the task, Ding Wentong left.

Liu Qingqing smiled and said, "This is called taking off his pants and farts. He beat him many times. He made a move to retreat. Before he quit, he was eager to find ways to go back. It was dawn, you are just messing around."

Mo Xiaoli also said, "I think so too. The assistant mayor who is still empty was originally arranged for you. From my perspective, you can be a generous person to see who dares to talk about your gossip."

"You guys are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are

Liu Qingqing asked, "Hey, you asked us to come, what are you planning to ask us to do for you?"

Xiang Tianliang said: "I asked Sister Xiaoli to help me and borrow the TV station's camera to promote Comrade Xiang Tianliang."

Mo Xiaoli smiled and said, "Let Ding Wentong write reportage, let me make a special film for you. The purpose is to keep Comrade Xiang Tianliang the political influence you deserve in Binhai City."

Liu Qingqing smiled sweetly, "I have tried my best and there are two tricks. One is to participate in the Mayor's Running Festival on March 26 to strive for an opportunity to show off in the city. The other is to set up the Office of the Binhai College Preparatory Committee in the lobby on the first floor of the main building of the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard, so that leaders and cadres can see Comrade Xiang Tianliang at all times, think of Comrade Xiang Tianliang, remember Comrade Xiang Tianliang."

He squashed his hands and said to Tianliang: "I'm also boasting about it. Is it useful or not. Let's make a sound first."
Chapter completed!