Even saying this seems not enough. The citizens have not forgotten to tell others that our mayor is called Wang Hao. He is a young man. He looks like a college student. We have seen him before and even carried sandbags together.

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, people who travel to Mudan City know more or less that there is a young baby mayor in Mudan City who is less than thirty years old.

This mayor is very popular with the people. The mayor and the people shouldered the sandbags together and welcomed the golden toad from the sky together.

Speaking of Peony Lake and the origin of the giant golden toad lying in the peony waterfall, the citizens were eloquent. They talked about everything.

Some people say that Peony Lake was about to burst open on a large scale at that time. The situation was quite critical. Hundreds of thousands of people were about to be washed away by the water.[

It was their baby mayor. He looked up to the sky and roared loudly. The sky was bright in the east. This golden toad descended from the sky, calming the water and saving the peonies.

In fact, the golden toad was summoned by the mayor. The mayor and the secretary are both peony gods. They are friends with the gods in the sky. Updated as soon as possible

Mayor Wang Hao is the Dragon God.

Secretary Gong Fang is the Peony Fairy.

No matter how ridiculous the people's words are, no matter how simple the people's thoughts are, it is these stories that have deeply shocked the surrounding citizens and tourists from all over the world who come to Mudan City.

What kind of mayor and secretary is this? He is actually promoted as a myth by his own people. In the deepest part of their hearts, it is actually not the outpouring of admiration and gratitude. Please come to more and faster chapters.

It is said that ordinary people are the easiest to be satisfied and the easiest to fool! Just give them some sweetness and you will be grateful.

Now, the people are not only grateful, but every household has a small Buddhist shrine. The ones in the shrine are actually their secretary and mayor.

A girl was eating in a snack bar. She was angry because the boss didn't greet her and left her alone. The reason why she was angry was that she didn't ask for food. The boss always told her to wait.

"It's early in the morning. More and faster chapters are coming. I've just opened the door. I can't do business now. I have to burn incense sticks."

The girl was confused. It is natural to offer incense to the God of Wealth in a hotel. But the statues of young girls and young men are a bit strange.

It can be seen that the people in the altar are definitely two modern people. The man is in a suit and leather shoes. He is handsome and unrestrained. He has extraordinary bearing. The woman is in professional attire. She is delicate and capable, neat and tactful, and has a beautiful face.

But first, they are not gods. Second, they are not famous ancient doctors. Third, they are not saints. What kind of tribute are they here?

The girl forgot to be angry. Driven by curiosity, she asked questions. But she didn't know if she didn't ask. She was shocked when she asked.

The boss paid tribute to a living person. They were the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor of their city.

The girl forgot to have breakfast. She turned on her small video camera and listened carefully to what the little boss said.

From the heroic rescue of people by the Peony Fairy and her efforts to evacuate people from dangerous areas to the descent of the real dragon, creating a new world for citizens to live a happy life. Please come to more and faster chapters.

From the beautiful secretary’s strong tactics, cooperating with the mayor to arrest three huge corrupt people, to bringing her own lunch boxes, and fighting with the people at the construction site.

Touching deeds. Tear-jerking.[

Ripples in her heart, waves of agitation. The girl still had to worry about eating. She was sorting out the information on the spot in a small restaurant, writing the manuscript while shedding tears.

With the image data and some precious photos provided by the little boss, after finishing writing, I excitedly entered the car and sent it back to Kyoto, thousands of miles away.

She is a reporter for a national daily. This writing is a way for her to relax and take a vacation. In principle, she is falling out of love, so she asked for leave to relieve her sadness.

The inexplicable bursts of moved tears vented the most private depression in her heart. With the deepest tenderness in her heart, she displayed her best literary talents.

A true report praising the great achievements of party members and cadres that is taking place. The first update entered the editor's mailbox after a clear notification sound.

The majestic and imposing daily newspaper building was bathed in the early morning sunshine. The editor-in-chief was attracted by the sound of "Master, you have a new email".

As usual, he made himself a cup of good tea. He smelled it intoxicatedly and took a sip. Then he sat on his executive chair and clicked on the email.

Just when he clicked on it, his eyes could no longer be separated from his LCD screen. A complete video was updated as soon as possible. Photos collected by ordinary people. The photos were not very good. At first glance, they looked like they were using a copycat mobile phone.

Photographed.

And I was very excited when I took the photo. I also chose a good background and paid attention to the lighting.

What followed was a heart-stirring and touching report.

The report uses the real feelings of ordinary people and uses simple and elegant sentences. It comes from the heart and impacts the little softness left in the director's heart.

In today's society, there are still such cadres. Could it be that Jiao Yulu was reborn? Could it be that he is just dazzled?

Read it again. Read it again. Wrong. Keep reading.

He was shocked.

After the shock, reason slowly returned. Looking at the signature on the report... Zhang Qian.

The director slowly shook his head.

He is his right-hand man. This little girl always surprises him. The writing is good and the photos are even better. She doesn’t need any changes at all. She can be placed on the front page.

But isn't she on leave? It is said that she rejected the pursuit of the red boy. This boy has been chasing Zhang Qian for three years. It is said that he even touched Zhang Qian's hand.

Hahaha. The director laughed. He copied the report into his USB flash drive. He got up and left the office. He went out.

Outside the red wall, a very low-key Hongqi car slowly drove past the heavily guarded gate.

An old man in the Chrysanthemum Hall was carefully annotating documents. The secretary thought for a while and walked over.

"Prime Minister, Editor-in-Chief He of the Daily has something important to report. He has been waiting outside for more than an hour. You will have a reception in ten minutes."[

"Oh. I forgot. I forgot. From the looks of it, I really forgot. Call him in quickly and make a cup of good tea. He likes tea."

"Okay Prime Minister. Do you think it's Dahongpao or Yunwu?"

"It's just the Dahongpao. Mouthpiece. How can it be so foggy? Hahahaha. The red robe is great. The streets are filled with Dahongpao. It's so festive."

The old man was in good spirits and in a good mood. Editor He listened with great joy in the reception room separated by a wall. When the secretary entered, he closed the door.

Maybe I forgot. Maybe,,,,,,

But as the prime minister's secretary, how could he forget such a trivial matter?

A detail. Just a detail. There are so many memorable meanings in it!

Editor-in-Chief He got permission and hurried in to pay his respects to the old leader who was also his uncle from an aristocratic family. It was said that Editor-in-Chief He might be directly promoted to the head of the National Propaganda Department after completing this term.
Chapter completed!