Li Mubai walked to the reception area as if there was no one there, crossed his legs, and sat on the sofa.
"Township chief, these guys really look down on others." Wu Wei and Li Mubai have been to the countryside before, and he also heard Wu Gang talk about Li Mubai's deeds. In his eyes, Li Mubai is omnipotent, let alone smoking.
A correspondent slapped him in the face, even if Li Mubai said that Mingyang Hotel would be closed within half an hour, he would not be surprised at all. This was no longer a blind belief, but turned into a kind of worship.
Seeing the excitement on Wu Wei's face, Niu Shengli beside him was out with Li Mubai for the first time. Although he also felt the strength and arrogance of the township chief. But this is Mingyang City, not an acre of Chuntao Township.
Thirdly, apart from some shock, he was also more nervous.
You know, what matters in officialdom is to have everything in one's sleeve. Even if two people are in opposite camps, you can't tell it at all on the surface. They are completely harmonious in front of everyone.
The image of a happy conversation.
"Register, check in." Zheng Jian watched Li Mubai walk arrogantly in front of him, and the anger in his heart was already burning. However, compared with taking action directly, he preferred to use means and rules.
With a gloomy face, he turned to the correspondent behind him and said, "I'll go to the hospital later to take a X-ray and check it out."
The correspondent didn't expect Secretary Zheng to care about him like this. It was not a big deal in the first place. Although his face was burning, it really didn't reach the point of going to the hospital for a check-up.
He was about to say it was okay, but suddenly he saw a sinister look like a poisonous snake flashing in Zheng Jian's eyes, and he immediately understood. This secretary did not really care about him, but wanted to take advantage of him.
Make a fuss about the things in front of you.
In an instant, the excitement that had just arisen became much colder. But this was not a bad thing. The correspondent nodded. He knew very well that the party secretary had a father who was the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee.
Nodding deeply, the correspondent still showed a look of extreme gratitude on his face.
The receptionist at the front desk didn't know what the backgrounds of these people were, but she could still tell one thing. The mayor Li Mubai just now was not joking when she spoke. She was just a waiter, and she couldn't afford it.
What responsibility.
There was no need for Li Mubai to remind her. She grabbed the phone and called the manager.
"I see."
The manager didn't pay much attention to the waiter's call.
Although the receptionist had already reminded that the other party was a township chief and briefly described what had just happened. However, this Mingyang City Hotel is not a private hotel; its predecessor is
Mingyang Municipal Government Guest House.
The people who stay here are usually cadres in the officialdom, a small township chief, who has not yet been put in the eyes of this manager. Even though the waitress emphasized that they would only give ten minutes.
After smoking a cigarette, Li Mubai looked at the time and saw that five minutes had passed. Now it seemed that the other party did not pay attention to what he said, so he raised his hand and took the big brother in his hand.
Although there are essential differences between the Mingyang Hotel and the Guangdong Hotel, in Li Mubai's eyes, the two hotels are completely indistinguishable.
In the past, Li Mubai always troubled Zuo Li and pulled the tiger's skin to raise the banner. This time, Li Mubai was cruel and decided not to pull the tiger's skin, but to directly pull out the tiger statue.
"Brother Zuo, I have something to ask you."
After dialing the phone, Li Mubai said in a calm tone: "I have some work issues that I would like to report to Governor Zuo. Do you think we can make arrangements?"
Zuo on the other side of the microphone was stunned for two minutes.
If this words were spoken by others, Zuo Li would definitely think it was a joke.
Nima, a small township mayor, what kind of work can he report to the executive deputy governor?
However, since Li Mubai raised it so solemnly, I'm afraid it contained a lot more content. Immediately, he lowered his voice and asked: "Brother, is something wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Although he has not been in contact with Li Mubai for a long time, Zuo Li still knows a little about this little brother. This guy is not a peaceful master at all. Although the noisy is not as violent as Ding Yiyi, but in the officialdom he behaves well.
is definitely a heresy.
"Brother Zuo, what, in your eyes, I'm just a person who doesn't go to the Three Treasures Palace and doesn't call you when there's nothing?" Li Mubai raised the corners of his mouth lightly, really wanting to praise him, Zuo Li, you understand so well
Me.
"Well, you're right." Having interacted with Li Mubai a lot, Zuo Li also knew how to deal with this kind of person to get closer.
"Brother Zuo, I'm very sad when you say that!" The guy said very sadly and indignantly, but there was a proud smile on his lips. Then he briefly explained the situation and said he would see if he could arrange some arrangements for Zuo Sheng.
Did you meet him by chance at the Mingyang City Hotel?
This guy's shame has really reached a certain level. Even Zuo Li felt ashamed. Damn, you are not shameless anymore, but shameless!
"I can't guarantee this. I'll give it a try and wait for my call."
Zuo Li really didn't dare to be his father's master. This was not just about giving face to Li Mubai, but also giving face to the Ding family. Although he was not in politics, his political wisdom was much higher than that of Li Mubai. He immediately smelled it.
There is a hint of conspiracy, maybe this is also a good opportunity for him.
After hanging up the phone from Li Mubai, Zuo immediately called Zuo Jiahua.
It's past time to get off work, but Zuo Jiahua hasn't left the office yet. He's been very busy at work recently. In addition to the issue of his regular job, it's almost the end of the year, and there are a lot of things to worry about every day.
A lot of it.
Even though Zuo Li was his son, the two of them didn't see each other very often. The boy had his own house outside and didn't come home often. Even if there was nothing to do, the two of them rarely talked to each other.
Zuo Jiahua was very surprised when he received a call from Zuo Li. When he heard that what his son was talking about on the phone was not his own affairs, but what happened to Li Mubai, Zuo Jiahua held the phone and pondered for a while before relaxing.
Slowly uttered three words, "I know."
Isn't this kid too capable of tossing things around?
He knew everything about what Li Mubai was doing. Even though he was just a small township chief, his special status forced Zuo Jiahua to pay attention to it. Originally, this guy had only been quiet for a few days, but now he has even participated in it.
Economic and trade conferences can cause such commotion.
While having a headache, Zuo Jiahua also realized that Li Mubai was handing him a knife by doing this.
Within a month of working in Chuntao Township, this guy sent the original township chief to the Discipline Inspection Commission and was overthrown. In about three months, he made the county chief double-crossed. Although it cannot be said that it is all his fault, but
He played a big role in it.
Now that the riot has actually reached Mingyang City, doesn’t this guy know what it means to calm down and what it means to keep a low profile?
Zuo Jiahua is very aware of the background of the Mingyang City Hotel. When Zheng Wei was the deputy mayor, this hotel was still a guest house in Mingyang City. And the current manager seems to be inextricably related to him.
relationship, and combined with Li Mubai's previous grievances with Zheng Jian, Zuo Jiahua has basically been able to determine that there must be Zheng Wei's shadow in it.
Putting aside his previous impression of Zheng Wei, Zuo Jiahua no longer had a good impression of him based on one major event that happened recently. The matter of Meng Xiangbin's suicide can be said to be dropped and handled internally.
But anyone with some brains can figure out the reason.
Now, as a deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, he can't get along with a small village head. This is too low. Even if Zheng Wei did not personally arrange it, no one can say that it has nothing to do with him when such a situation occurs.
To go or not to go, this presented Zuo Jiahua with a difficult choice.
Unlike Zuo Jiahua, Ye Zhiqiu had no choice at all. Although she was very angry with Li Mubai's attitude and tone of voice, she was even more angry. She is also a county magistrate after all, and things that have been clearly arranged, even if you
Even if you don’t wait to see Chuntao Township, you should at least make the show more beautiful, right?
Now even a fool can see that this Mingyang City Hotel is aimed at Chuntao Township.
If she, the county magistrate, doesn't stand out, she will look down on herself, not to mention whether she will be looked down upon by Li Mubai.
But she is not as reckless as Li Mubai.
Before leaving the office, she personally called the person in charge of the Mingyang City Hotel. It was the most basic rule to be polite before fighting.
"I'm not very clear about this matter. Maybe there are really no rooms." When he received Ye Zhiqiu's call, General Manager Yang Guang was accompanying comrades from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee.
"What happened?"
Sitting next to Yang Guang was the director of the Second Division of the Propaganda Department. The two of them had a pretty good relationship and were in the same camp. Seeing that Yang Guang was quite busy, he asked casually.
"It's a small matter." Yang Guang did not hang up the phone. After turning his head and responding, he said into the phone: "County Magistrate Ye, you also know that there are too many units coming to participate this time, even if there is no room.
It’s also normal.”
Yang Guang still knew about this beautiful county magistrate. If he hadn't known that she was a direct descendant of Zuo Jiahua, he wouldn't have even been able to explain this sentence.
asshole!
Listening to the busy signal coming from the phone, Ye Zhiqiu's face turned ugly with anger.
She found that since she became the county magistrate, her temper had become much more irritable than before, and she often said swear words casually.
For this kind of nudity, which has no technical content at all, this beautiful county magistrate finally showed her strong side.