Four hundred and fiftieth eight chapters tenderness like water
"Alas... Ruomeng needs peace... peace... Fanzi..." At this time, a sad sigh from the godmother Ye Jinlian came faintly from behind the hall. Ye Fan's body was shocked, and his heart hurt for a while, and he turned around to look
caught everyone's eye.
He sighed and said: "Lu Wei, forget it, let them go. The bionic Ruomeng is entangled with Youmeng. If Ruomeng needs peace, don't disturb her." After saying that, he sighed again and didn't even look at everyone again.
, and slowly walked into the apse.
Ye Fan's slightly hoarse sad chanting suddenly came from the back hall:
Red crisp hands, yellow wine. The city is filled with spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is bad, and joy is thin. I am full of melancholy, and I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin. Tears are stained red and the crocodile silk is transparent. Peach blossoms fall, leisurely pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to entrust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo.
"Hmph! Let's go! Be careful in the future and don't do anything illegal, otherwise, hum!" Lu Wei snorted twice and put away his gun.
The Yu family supported each other and finally exited the hall safely under the guidance of Li Xuanshi. Li Xuanshi and Li Hengshan were both covered in sweat, as if they had just been fished out of the river. As soon as the Yu family left, Lu Wei's phone rang.
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Jia Baoquan hummed coldly on the phone: "Lu Wei, go back to the county immediately."
"Tiehai, you go with Lu Wei, I want to have a quiet night." Ye Fan said.
The two said goodbye and left.
After having a few glasses of wine with Li Xuanshi, they left. The hall suddenly became ethereal, and a mist slowly rose.
"Fanzi, the soup is ready. Let's soak in the water and make your body warmer." Godmother Ye Jinlian looked at the sad-looking Ye Fan lovingly, "Everyone has gone, so don't worry about it anymore. Live your life well."
Live your life! Be more open-minded... Be more open-minded... Sigh..." This is just advice. Otherwise, she herself is even more sad than Ye Fan.
soon.
Fang Nimei walked in gently and gently rubbed Ye Fan's back. Ye Fan lay in the barrel with his eyes closed and didn't want to talk. He let Fang Nimei rub it gently without any thoughts, and the spiritual platform became ethereal for a while.
, like wandering in the clearest Shendang space, floating straight up to the nine heavens like a vulgar.
"Mei Ni, you are not young anymore. Find a good family! Alas..." Ye Fan said lightly.
"Brother, are you tired of girls so early?" Fang Nimei's heart ached for a while, and tears rolled in her eyes.
"Oh... that thing I talked about in college... that... oh... let's not talk about it..." Ye Fan lied, thinking that he didn't know if he would be able to come back, and he couldn't delay Ni Mei any longer.
He took out a card from the clothes pocket on the side and said: "I haven't bought you any new clothes for so long. If you go buy them yourself, it will be regarded as the dowry that I gave you."
"I don't want..." Fang Nimei shook her head and refused.
The two were silent for a long time.
Fang Ni Mei suddenly raised her head and said: "Brother, can you love Ni Mei for one more night? Ni Mei wants to serve brother for one more night and love Ni Mei properly..."
Butterflies flowed across Mount Everest, swirling in the ravines, and they lingered all night. The two of them had a wild and even ridiculous tangle.
Speechless...
The next morning, Ye Fan visited Ye Ruomeng again, visited Mr. Li, and drove away.
Duan Hai jumped to take office, and of course he was too excited. Zheng Liwen was personally sent to the temporary office location of the Investment Promotion Bureau by his brother Zheng Liwen, which was actually the ruined palace in Ye Fan's Religious Bureau.
On the evening of February 15th, Ye Fan arrived at the small paper factory he built in Jiaoxi Town, Moxiang City. Yan Zhaoyue was still charming and charming as before, but because it was too late, Yu Caocao had already gone to bed. She didn't sleep in the factory now.
Shed, rented a wooden building outside to live in.
The small paper factory has started working again, and Ye Fan's brother %% left after a few circles. Basically, the two siblings, Yan Qiulin and Yan Zhaoyue, are taking care of it.
"Mr. Ye! Let me take out the accounts for you to take a look at." Yan Zhaoyue smiled faintly, and the mature charm of a young woman suddenly emerged. Ye Fan was slightly shocked, but he had no idea.
"No need to look, I believe you." Ye Fan waved his hand to stop him, "I came up here tonight mainly to see you. As long as everyone has a good life. Alas..." Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh.
Yan Zhaoyue's thinking was probably a little distorted, and a faint blush began to appear on her face, which was even more beautiful. She glanced at Ye Fan secretly, and saw that he didn't react at all, and his brows were slightly furrowed.
"Mr. Ye, is something on your mind?" Yan Zhaoyue said softly and charmingly.
"Haha...it's nothing. It's almost the Chinese New Year. I feel a little tired. Maybe I'm tired." Ye Fan casually took a sip of tea.
"How about you rest here at my place tonight?" Yan Zhaoyue said considerately, but her voice was a little soft.
"Rest here?" Ye Fan murmured, and glanced at Yan Zhaoyue, his eyes slightly strange, and the room was filled with a faint aura of budding ambiguity.
Yan Zhaoyue also sensed some of Ye Fan's thoughts and quickly said: "I have a guest room here."
Looking at Yan Zhaoyue's rosy face, her plump breasts under her pajamas, her round buttocks that were occasionally exposed under her bra, and her snow-white pink neck that shrank slightly, Ye Fan suddenly felt aroused.
Deliberately looking a little distracted, he said: "Then we'll stay, but that's it! I won't sleep in the guest room."
"If you don't want to sleep in the guest room, why don't you sleep...?" Yan Zhaoyue didn't expect that Ye Fan would make such a shameful and inappropriate request. She was speechless for a moment, her face was so red that red ink dripped out, and she stood there in a daze.
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"Sleep in your boudoir." Ye Fan looked a little frivolous, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled lightly.
"This... this..." Yan Zhaoyue felt that it was too sudden. Although she had a good impression of Ye Fan, she had not yet reached the point where she would sacrifice her life to repay her kindness. However, it was difficult to refuse. Ye Fan seemed to be his own.
A lifesaver. Without him, I would probably still be selling flowers and struggling for food and clothing.
Moreover, she is a widow now. Although she is quite charming, it is impossible for Ye Fan to marry her. If she agrees, she will be his mistress. Yan Zhaoyue is not mentally prepared for this yet.
You must know that being a mistress is sometimes called a mistress or a mistress. This requires a lot of courage.
"Hahaha! I'm leaving." Ye Fan smiled calmly and prepared to go back to the city. Originally, he just made a joke on the spur of the moment, but thinking about it, this joke went a bit too far.
"I'll take Cao Cao away!" Yan Zhaoyue seemed to have made some great determination and said to Ye Fan's back.
Even a fool can think of what this sentence implies. Ye Fan was a little surprised and turned his head to glance at Yan Zhaoyue.
"I...I'm not a frivolous woman. I haven't been with anyone except my ex-partner..." Yan Zhaoyue was afraid that Ye Fan would look down on her and regard her as an immoral woman, so she hurriedly explained,
Her head was hanging down, which was very embarrassing, and her chest was shaking violently, which was very eye-catching.
"Oh! I'm relieved to leave the factory to you. I'm leaving, please take care." Ye Fan didn't say anything more, turned around and left.
Staring at Ye Fan's back blankly, Yan Zhaoyue was in a state of confusion. She murmured: "You...who are you? Sometimes you are like a mountain. Standing tall and tall, you can protect anyone from the wind and rain.
A punch can break the sky, a kick can crush a hill. No! You are like a reckless hero in ancient times..."
"Secretary Li, I've been busy lately and haven't been to the city. I'm sorry, but I wish you a happy birthday in advance." Ye Fan arrived at the home of former county party secretary Li Hongyang.
"Alas! Ye Fan, you have to be careful with your temper in the future. Don't be too aggressive. When you are angry, you have to be patient. No one will like your temper. You have a certain amount of energy, but as an official or a leader, in
When choosing a subordinate, you would rather hire a mediocre person than a capable person who talks to you all day long.
You will only realize this when you can actually govern a people. This will be a great obstacle to your career. Although you are now the deputy county magistrate, and your promotion speed is unrivaled in our Nanfu Province, but you
The speed with which he lost his official position is absolutely unparalleled.
You must be good at using the advantages of all parties. The relationship between the four major families in Yuyang is complicated. They can form alliances or compete with each other at any time. Your energy is still too small now, and you must learn to survive in the cracks. Take Feimo as an example, you are right
He has a lot of opinions, and he probably has the same opinion. But you are still in the development period, and you don't have much capital to compete with this old-fashioned local tiger like him.
At best, you can be regarded as a somewhat reckless little calf. You have to learn to be mellow and transform from a little calf into a fox. Everyone likes foxes. Why does everyone ignore the little calf? It’s because it is too aggressive.
,Afraid of being stabbed by it..."
Li Hongyang left Yuyang, but he left unwillingly. Since he was transferred to the city, not many of Yuyang's subordinates came to see him. Ye Fan's sudden arrival made him quite relieved. At this moment, he felt like an elder.
He talked to his juniors heart to heart, and what he said was very sincere.
The two drank tea and chatted for a while, and they were very harmonious.
After Ye Fan left, Li Hongyang's wife casually put the cigarettes and wine she had given him into the storage room.
"Hold on Huizhi, let me take a look." Li Hongyang suddenly remembered what Ye Fan said when he left.
"Secretary Li, I'm leaving. This cigarette was given to me by a good friend. I heard it was from the top. Try it. It tastes good, very pure."
"Is there money in it? Lao Li, you have already left Yuyang and your subordinates will still give you that thing. They don't ask you for anything. You are a broken bureau chief and a poor man. It's impossible. Alas..." Li Hongyang
My wife Liu Huizhi said angrily, shaking her head. There seemed to be a small hint of resentment in her words.
"What do you know?" Li Hongyang snorted angrily, examined the cigarette carefully for a while, carefully opened the wrapping paper, took out a pack, opened it and started smoking.
"Zhonghua, it's not like you haven't smoked before. You collected a lot when you were in Yuyang. Why don't you ask me to return it to the store to earn some money to spend, huh!" Liu Huizhi said. Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work