"If he really wants money, I will give it to him. The presidential suite is 500,000 yuan a day, the ordinary suite is 100,000 yuan a day... This favor is not expensive. If you lose your figure in this way, it will save me from thinking about anything in the future."

The old man said, handing the cup to Secretary Zhao casually, and then returned to the field to continue working.

Secretary Zhao's eyes fluttered and his face was a little complicated.

A favor for the elderly cannot be measured by money. Gu Feng treats the elderly and makes the elderly promise to owe a favor. This is equivalent to an extra pass token in his hand. As long as the elderly are alive, they can solve any difficulties in their life.

Secretary Zhao was of course happy to let Gu Feng consume human favors in this form.

However, during those days at the Health Villa, everything was vivid in my mind, that mountain, that water, and that delicious food... If the old man went there, would he really pay off his favor?

Secretary Zhao smiled bitterly and found that he was already helpless in this matter.

This is absolute strength!

However, the more this happens, the more he refuses to give up.

While changing the hot water to the old man's cup, Secretary Zhao called a phone number.

"Cousin!" A respectful voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes!" Secretary Zhao made a voice from his nostrils, "How are you doing when I asked you to buy land at the foot of Phoenix Mountain?"

"It's very troublesome! The place you mentioned is a small village called Shangyi Village. However, someone has already taken a fancy to that area before us. Behind the house is the background of a large group Baihua Group. I am now using relationship negotiations. I should be able to win it." The voice explained.

"Baihua Group? That boy is so fast?" Secretary Zhao was a little surprised and paused for a moment, "This matter cannot be wrong. Let's do this, I'll say hello to the higher authorities and directly crush them to death. We are determined to win that land."

"Oh, my cousin is still amazing!" There was a compliment over there immediately.

Secretary Zhao hung up the phone directly and found out the phone number that Zhang Shicheng, Secretary of the Nandu Municipal Party Committee, was about to dial it out, thinking about the background of ancient style. It was replaced by Wang Weijun, Secretary of the Jiangnan Provincial Party Committee.

...

Nandu City, as the capital of Jiangnan Province, the provincial party committee and the provincial government are all set up in Nandu. This makes it a veritable administrative center.

Provincial Party Committee Building.

In the conference room No. 1, the man sitting in his hand was a fifty man with a few copies of information in front of him, listening to what the person below reported with a serious look on his face.

The atmosphere in the conference room was very serious.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, not very loud, but in the quiet conference room, many people heard it.

The man who got it frowned slightly, and the phone in front of him was exactly the one that vibrated just now.

There are not many people who know his private phone number and can directly call his phone, and each one deserves his attention.

When the man saw the number, he was slightly stunned and then stood up, "Stop the meeting first, I'll take a very important call."

As he spoke, he had already stepped out.

In the conference room, it immediately buzzed. People were talking to each other:

"Secretary Wang hates meetings to pick up mobile phones the most. He can make him ignore the order he issued. Who called this call?"

"Looking at the secretary's serious expression, it's probably the top one?"

"Don't talk about it, these things are not something we should care about."

“…”

This man is naturally Wang Weijun, Secretary of the Jiangnan Provincial Party Committee.

After walking out of the conference room, Wang Weijun answered the phone and immediately changed into a smile:

"Hello, Secretary Zhao! Why do you have time to call me? Does Mr. Zhou have any instructions?"

"Haha, Secretary Wang, Hello! Mr. Zhou has nothing to do. This time, I have something to do. I want to ask Secretary Wang to help me!" Secretary Zhao smiled and said in a very polite tone.

Although the old man Zhou, the old man in the capital, still holds great administrative powers, Wang Weijun is an absolute chief official to become a provincial secretary. Moreover, he is a major province like Jiangnan Province, and this is one of the few candidates who are qualified to join the central government.

So, let alone Secretary Zhao, even Mr. Zhou himself cannot scold him at will.

"Oh? Secretary Zhao has something to come to me, so he trusts me! Tell me what to do, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely help." Wang Weijun did not say too much, leaving a certain amount of room for his words.

However, Secretary Zhao asked him for help, and if possible, he would be happy to help.

He wants to ascend to heaven in the future, and he cannot do without the support of an old man in Beijing. Moreover, recently there have been reports that Zhou Lao's old illness has been cured and his health has improved, which has greatly improved the old man's prestige.

The benefits of establishing a good relationship with Mr. Zhou’s first secretary will be self-evident in Wang Weijun’s career.

"That's right. I have a cousin who has been engaged in villa development and is also involved in real estate. Recently, he has taken a fancy to a piece of land in the western suburbs of Nandu and encountered some trouble when acquiring the land."

"That's it! I don't know which piece of land it is? I'll pay attention to it myself." Wang Weijun did not agree at all, because he knew that the relationship involved in it would be not simple if Secretary Zhao could call him personally.

It is important to make friends with Secretary Zhao well, but you should not be blind. If you offend someone who is even more powerful, it will make people laugh and cry.

A mature politician must be calm in his work.

Of course, he didn't have any statement. He said "attention for yourself" and was already very proud of his face. The implication was that if he could do it, he would do his best to do it for him.

Secretary Zhao is also an old fox in the officialdom, so he naturally understands this. Moreover, he believes that when he says this, things are basically done.

Who is behind the ancient style?

At most, they were two old men, Shi Taishan and Niu Guangli, and they were both relatives and not bad. I believe they would not offend themselves to death for such a little thing.

Without their support, Wang Weijun would not have any concerns about doing things.

"Hmph! You dare to offend me. Boy, you are too tender! I took down the land of Shangyi Village and grabbed your throat from the road in and out of the mountain. If you are not honest, I will break this road. Guests who go to your villa will fly over!"

Secretary Zhao snorted coldly and felt much happier.

...

The Audi car slid gently and stopped at the gate of the Elite Middle School.

"Hello Brother Feng!"

The car door opened and Shangguan Qiao came up first.

Behind him, Dongfang Hong stood there with a silent expression on his face.

"Captain Dongfang is here too?" Gu Feng smiled and said hello to Dongfang Hong.

"Yeah!" Dongfang Hong nodded.

"Now that ancient tomb has been listed as a key protected area, and I have no right to bring people in. Captain Dongfang!" Shangguan Qiao flattered quietly.

"Please ask Captain Dongfang to run." Gu Feng expressed his gratitude.

"You're welcome! The night before yesterday, if you hadn't led the zombie away, we wouldn't have sacrificed only three team members, and it would have been possible to destroy the team. Doing this little thing for you now is nothing." Dongfang Hong said.

"Haha, it's not that serious!" Gu Feng smiled, but felt very comfortable.

I have also made so many people in the Dragon Group owe me favors. If there are multiple friends and multiple roads, I have ten roads!

Dongfang Hong turned around and led the way in front, followed by Gu Feng and Shangguan Bridge.

If such a thing happened, the elite middle school naturally had a holiday. At the door, there were only two ordinary security guards waiting. Dongfang Hong showed her ID and went in, but she couldn't see anything.

However, after entering, Gu Feng discovered that the entire campus was under heavy control.

In the windows of the teaching building, heavy machine gun barrels or thicker gun barrels can be vaguely exposed.

"This was just arranged yesterday. I was worried that the third zombie would return to my nest. When the zombie was killed, these protections would be removed." Dongfang Hong explained.

"Oh!" Gu Feng nodded.

Walking through the courtyard, and further forward, there were soldiers fully armed in camouflage uniforms on duty at the checkpoint. Dongfang Hong showed her ID several times along the way, and after passing through the playground, she arrived at the construction site where the dormitory building was to be built.

I saw the construction machine casually placed, the ground had been dug out, and several excavators were parked next to it.
Chapter completed!