Chapter 360: The Record of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee
"Brother Zhao, didn't you just say that you like the table you bought yourself? You also said what kind of wood it was made of. I just bought it last year, so brother, I don't dare to take it from you, so I have to ask you to move it to the county committee
"Yeah." Ma Tielinbi suddenly said such a sentence with deep meaning. After finishing speaking, he actually winked at Ye Fan.
"Brother Zhao, you have already gone to work at the county committee, are you still worried about not having a good desk? Since the horse racing bureau has generously donated money to see your brother in trouble, you, the elder brother, have to give something as well, right? Hahaha...
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Ye Fan hurriedly started. The desk Zhao Bingjian used must be high-end. He bought it not long ago last year, less than half a year. It is estimated that a pair would cost three to four thousand yuan. The director of the Finance Bureau is in charge of the money.
Are you willing to be poor?
"You kid, come to Brother Zhao's place to enjoy the autumn breeze. That set of tables, sofas, coffee tables, tea sets, etc., and there is also a bookcase. I had someone buy it back from Shanghai at that time, and it cost Brother Zhao and me a total of 10,000.
You can tell me what you want, but if you want me to give it to you, just add five drinks. Think about it, it’s a good deal, five drinks for 10,000 yuan, this business will definitely be successful. Brother Zhao made a loss,
You don’t have such a good outfit when you go to work at the county committee.”
Zhao Bingjian's body ached so much that he forced Ye Fan to drink again, thinking: "Boy, my things are not that easy to get. How can I not get you drunk? If I get half a pound more, I will probably put him in the hospital and hang a bottle."
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"Haha... Then I won't be disrespectful, little brother, let's fight! If you fall, you will fall." Ye Fan looked like he was giving up generously, frowning and drank five cups.
"Okay! You are so cruel, my table. Lao Ma, your large box of high-end Tieguanyin was originally placed on the table. You might as well give it to Brother Ye as well. Otherwise, the coffee table and tea sets on the table will be empty and uncomfortable.
Hahaha……"
Zhao Bingjian was also very cruel and wanted to clear out Ma Tielin's office to relieve his anger.
"Brother Zhao, just leave some for me. That box of tea was given by the city leaders. If you transfer it away, it will really blow your mind!" Ma Tielin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Hey hey hey... You're getting an advantage, kid." Zhao Bingjian didn't let him go, looked at Ye Fan with joy, and thought to himself: "Humph, I have to pay for it if my table is destroyed.
"Two brothers, I can't take your things for nothing, can I? I don't have much to offer, brother. Last time I went to Shuizhou to play, I met a good friend who gave me a few packs of cigarettes, two packs for each person.
"Brothers can only be so shabby. You two brothers, please don't care too much about me." Ye Fan smiled and took out 4 packs of mid-range special length Chinese from his bag.
"Great! I made a few packets of Zhonghua and finally got some back." Zhao Bingjian took the Zhonghua without paying attention.
Ma Tielin did the same. He opened a packet and distributed it to everyone at the table. After lighting it, he started smoking.
"Yeah!" Ma Tielin's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his cryptic gaze swept over the Chinese in his hand. After observing it carefully for a while, he felt more and more suspicious.
He secretly said: "It's strange that this cigarette tastes like that special smell. I heard that even senior officials at the provincial and ministerial levels can hardly get a few of these special cigarettes in a year.
If the director named Ye had such a wealthy backer, how could he be sent to the cold palace of the Religious Affairs Bureau, so poor that he couldn't even afford a table?
But no matter what, at least if this cigarette is really that kind of thing, it means that the young man named Ye must be related to someone in the province.
At least I can get a little involved with some leaders, but I need to re-examine this person. He must have some background to be able to climb to the position of leader of the game at such a young age..."
He said: "Let's go! Director Ye, come to my place and walk around in a circle to make some friends." Director Ma said enthusiastically.
As soon as the three of them walked into the aisle, Director Ma touched Ye Fan with his elbow and asked in a low voice: "Director Ye, that cigarette of yours..."
Director Ma said half a sentence, which had a profound meaning. I believe that if Ye Fan knew that this was a special offer, he would definitely understand.
"Hahaha... A buddy in the army gave it to me. I heard it was..." Ye Fan also made a riddle without explaining it clearly. If you want to guess, just guess. The bigger your guess, the easier it will be for me to do things.
After getting to know this God of Wealth, there will always be some autumn breeze.
"Is that true?" Director Ma asked pretending not to care.
"Yeah! It's 80% possible." Ye Fan replied with something incomprehensible, which made Zhao Bingjian on the side confused.
He cursed: "What are you two doing? What's true and false? It's really annoying."
"Ye Bureau, are there any more? I want them all." At this time, Director Ma's heart trembled. He had wanted to buy such high-end goods to give away for a long time, but he just didn't have the chance. His level was too low and he couldn't access them at all.
Such a noble person, you can't buy this kind of stuff on the street for any money.
"It's not much, just three guarantees. If the horse racing board wants it, I'll give it all to you." Ye Fan said with a smile.
"Okay! Go and get it right away." Director Ma was very excited and his lips were trembling.
When Ye Fan just took it out of his bag and handed it to Director Ma, a big hand suddenly appeared from the sky, and of course it was caught by Zhao Bingjian.
He muttered: "You two have been mumbling for a long time, what do you mean by three packs and two packs? Is there money wrapped in this cigarette? Isn't there gold leaves hidden in it?"
Zhao Bingjian muttered and took a puff. Suddenly he was stunned. His drunkenness was relieved a lot by the wind, and he quickly looked at the cigarette in his hand.
Suddenly enlightened, he cursed: "You two boys, are you a fool for bullying your Brother Zhao? Little Yezi, tell me clearly, what's going on with this cigarette?"
"No...it's nothing...it was given to me by a friend in the army. I think I heard it was from above." Ye Fan scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled.
"Special offer!" Zhao Bingjian whispered.
"Yeah! Maybe." Ye Fan smiled mysteriously.
"Hahaha... These three bags belong to Brother Zhao. Don't argue with Brother Zhao, old man." Zhao Bingjian laughed wildly, causing the younger sisters who were going to the toilet to keep looking here, thinking they were encountering someone.
Drunk crazy.
"Brother Zhao, I ordered this first. Just now, one of my two packages was taken away, leaving only one package left. You share two packages with me, and how about I give you the remaining one?" Ma Tielin
My heart felt cold, and my face was covered with black lines, knowing that these three packs of cigarettes were probably yellow.
"You dare to say it, Old Ma. Forget it, I'll just give you a pack. You're stingy." Zhao Bingjian threw a pack to Ma Tie Forestry. He was so happy that he stared at Ye Fan's bag again and hummed: "How many more are there?"
Bag, take it all out. Don’t play tricks on you, Brother Zhao, hum!"
"Just... there are three guarantees left. I have to go to the county to do some work. I want to get some money for the bureau's activities tomorrow and tomorrow." Ye Fan tried to dodge.
"Bring it here!" Ma Tielin and Zhao Bingjian held out their palms at the same time, "It's not easy to get money. Lao Ma, how about two thousand yuan a bag?" Zhao Bingjian said with a smile.
"Forget it, I don't want the money anymore. It's tacky for us to talk about money. There are three bags left here, one for each of the three of us. I have to leave one bag for my brother and me to do some work."
Ye Fan grinned with bared teeth, and took out another bag with pain. He looked at the empty bag and quickly stuffed the bag into his pants pocket, otherwise the two wolves would be there.
Just grab it and it's gone.
"Forget it, I'll let you go. Lao Ma, you can't give Brother Ye less money. I said one bag is two thousand yuan. How many bags did we take just now? You can do the math." Zhao Bingjian spared no effort to help Ye.
Wherever you pull money.
"No problem, Director Ye. You can ask the cashier to pick it up this afternoon. I'll give you fifteen thousand, which is the limit. Our Yuyang finances are tight, especially at the end of the year, and it's even more chaotic. You also know this." Director Ma Tielin was very happy.
I readily agreed, and just in time Boss Xie came to offer a toast, and said, "I'll give Director Ye four more delicious dishes for this private room, and I'll take credit for the table tonight."
"Where are you sharing the cigarettes? Anyone who sees it will be rewarded." Suddenly a deep voice came from behind, startling the three comrades who were sharing the cigarettes. They turned around and found Wang Changran, Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, smiling.
Staring at the packs of cigarettes.
It turned out that Wang Changran was also eating in the private room in the far corner. When he came out, he was going to relieve himself for a while, but he found three people in the other corner busy doing something.
As a former police chief, I still have this vigilance, and I wonder if I have encountered some bad elements who want to commit petty theft in a restaurant.
Damn it, I haven't caught a thief in more than ten years. If I can catch a few thieves this time, it will be a sense of accomplishment. It will be like looking back on the days when I was dispatched in the countryside.
Thinking of this, Secretary Wang walked over carefully. He was still very agile. He ducked into the corner and used a pile of empty wine boxes as a cover. Therefore, Ye Fan and the others did not notice that there was another pair of wine boxes.
His eyes were wide open and he was staring closely.
Later, I discovered that Zhao Bingjian was sharing cigarettes with the county's God of Wealth and Ye Fan. I immediately became interested and thought why was it so strange? What's so good about sharing a few packs of Chinese?
As the deputy county magistrate, Zhao Bingjian, the former God of Wealth, has probably collected piles of Chinese. The other one, Ma Tielin, is the current God of Wealth. Is there still a shortage of Chinese? Which of the first and second leaders in the towns does not have to carry it in their pockets?
The last pack of Chinese stuff.
Later, the more I listened to it, the more mysterious it became, so Ye Fan and Director Ma kept playing riddles...
"Secretary Wang, it's you, you surprised me. I thought it was the comrades from the city's National Security Bureau who arrived. Just now Comrade Ye Fan said that he got a few packets of Zhonghua, so he temporarily gave us a few packets of Tsanghua." Zhao Bingjian tried to keep a low profile,
Of course, this China is referred to as ordinary China.
"Oh! It's just a few packets of Zhonghua that make it so mysterious. Forget it, I'm short of cigarettes, so I'll keep these packets of Zhonghua for now. Xiaoye, you can buy a few more for County Magistrate Zhao and Director Ma."
Wang Changran also said casually and stretched out his hand to several packets of Chinese.
He thought to himself: "A few boys still dare to fool my old man, hum! The old man has crossed more bridges than you have walked."
"Wang...Secretary Wang...this...that..." Zhao Bingjian was a little dumbfounded, but it was hard to explain. This work is recommended by registered members of Piaotian Literature