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At this time, I was very grateful to Director Zhang. I guess Zhang Weiqing asked him to have good luck and meet such a high-ranking official in the capital.
However, it is one thing to guess, but it is not easy to make friends. Ye Fan muttered in his heart and started thinking about it.
"Well, Deping is ranked at the bottom of our Nanfu Province, and there are quite a lot of people there. Some people still don't have enough to eat, and are so poor that brothers wear the same pair of pants. Every time I see this, I feel sad
Ashamed. As a secretary, I am not a good secretary." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang had melancholy on his face.
"Haha... Xiaozhuang, everything depends on human effort, don't be depressed. Look at Tianshui Bazi, the changes are really big," the old man surnamed Feng praised, "Last time I heard Comrade Zhengyang say that Tianshui Bazi has changed a lot, but I still didn't believe it.
When I saw it today, it was really different. That road is almost on the provincial highway."
"Mr. Feng still cares about Tianshui Bazi. Did Mr. Feng fight guerrilla warfare here in the past?" asked the middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang with a respectful look on his face.
"I've never been here, but I passed by Moxiang City in Nanfu once. I heard about Shuibazi from my old comrades that day, hahaha.
My old comrade-in-arms said that he was hiding in Tianshui Bazi. The road to Tianshui Bazi was difficult and narrow.
Later, in order to rebuild the dam before liberation, a small road was dug out. I heard that it was only possible to pass ox carts, not even tractors, and people often fell to death.
When this road was first built, I heard that many of our people died. At that time, in order to save my comrade, an old man from the Li family chopped off more than a dozen Kuomintang soldiers with a big knife.
When we first heard about it, we felt incredible. Then the old man surnamed Li is not going to catch up with the fifth master of the big sword? What kind of kung fu is this?
Therefore, Tianshui Bazi has always been a place I have always wanted to visit. It took almost 50 years to realize it. Alas..." The old man surnamed Feng was talking, his eyes staring into the distance, probably reminiscing.
"Yes, Mr. Feng, I heard that Shuibazi is the poorest place in Yuyang today, and Yuyang is also extremely poor in Moxiang City.
However, even such a poor and poor place is still relatively wealthy compared with some counties in Deping.
On this road, we can't find any towns in Deping. It seems that the county party committee secretary and county magistrate in Yuyang are very good at doing things. If we have such capable people in Deping, why worry about Deping not being rich?
It has been holding the whole province back.
Every time I go to the province for a meeting, I have no face to see anyone, alas..." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhuang looked a little envious, but also a little disappointed.
"The situation in Deping is complicated. You just went there and started to sort everything out slowly. I believe that with your vision, you will take care of this situation. Okay, let's not talk about these troublesome things and just go fishing..." The old man surnamed Feng
His eyes were aimed at the fishing rod again.
"Fishing, you are fishing, I am also fishing." Ye Fan's heart moved, he comprehensively observed the surrounding situation, and made some calculations. Just as he was preparing to sneak into the distance quietly, he suddenly discovered a quite shocking situation.
At this time, a young man close to 30 years old walked out of the military-green tent. He had a flat head, a square face, a small black mole in the middle of his nose, and was dressed in blue and blue casual clothes.
However, his eyes were definitely as sharp as those of an eagle. Ye Fan was hiding in the grass hundreds of meters away, and felt like a thorn in his back. It seemed that he was being scanned by some electric light, and a hidden threat emanated from him.
Spread out.
"A master should have three or four levels of skill or above. What's going on? Could it be a bodyguard hired by the old man or a guard or the like.
Could it be that this old man is really a big shot? If he is really a personal bodyguard, it means that this old man is a giant in business.
If it's a guard or the like, then it's worth considering. Someone who can be protected by a master of level 3 or 4 or above is definitely a heavyweight.
I'm afraid he is not the top leader from a certain ministry in the capital. If he is a deputy, the Internal Security Bureau of the General Office of the Central Committee would not be able to send such a master to protect him.
It would be nice to send a special police officer out. Fourth-level masters are not carrots and can be pulled out at any time. Moreover, the middle-aged man named Zhuang is obviously the number one figure in Deping, so he still has to call him Feng Lao respectfully?" Ye Fan thought in his mind.
Xun started to think a little excitedly, and suddenly, his body shook, and he almost screamed, "Look at the posture of that young man with great momentum, could he be a member of the Special Service Group A?"
A bodyguard affiliated with the Central Police Internal Security Bureau under the direct control of Lang Potian, the origin of this old man named Feng is worthy of further scrutiny. If it is really from the Zhongnanhai bodyguard group, then could this old man be one of the leaders of the central government..."
Thinking of this, this guy's heart started to get excited, and his heart was beating wildly.
"Member of the Standing Committee of the Political Bureau, my mother's surname is Feng, could it be Feng Baoshan, secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection?" Ye Fan almost shouted out, trying hard to search for images of Feng Baoshan that occasionally appeared on TV. Usually Feng Baoshan is quite low-key.
It's rare to see him show up a few times in 2018, and he always appears with a stoic face. He really has a selfless and frightening Bao Gong attitude.
Although there is a vague resemblance, Ye Fan is not sure. It’s just that the image of Feng Baoshan on TV is really different from the old fishing man by Centipede Pond. This old man has a kind face and easy-going conversation, and he is not at all
Like Feng Baoshan, Secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection.
"Perhaps I'm paralyzed because I remember it wrong. How can a dignified member of the Politburo Standing Committee have the time to go fishing in a place like Tianshui Bazi?
Moreover, the kind of big shots who came down would definitely be surrounded by people, and I am afraid that Centipede Pond would have been designated as a military restricted area long ago.
The area within a few hundred meters is within the attack range of Zhongnanhai's internal security personnel, and I can still hide in the grass and peek. It shouldn't be..." After various speculations, Ye Fan rejected the possibility that he was Feng Baoshan, secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection.
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You must know that there are many people with the surname Feng in various ministries and commissions of the Central Committee, but Ye Fan does not know them clearly. In the past, I occasionally heard the name being read while watching TV, but I only heard the name but not the person, or in other words, the face passed by in a flash.
Who remembers it clearly?
However, no matter what, judging from the old man's naturally superior attitude, he is at least a powerful deputy ministerial official from Beijing.
Therefore, Ye Fan decided to give it a try. Regardless of whether it worked or not, since Director Zhang asked him to try his luck, it was definitely a good thing.
After seeing the young man with sharp eyes entering the tent, the man quietly retreated a mile away.
"Strange, I just felt like there was something weird going on, but it disappeared again. Could it be that my intuition was wrong? Maybe it was some kind of mountain rabbit or pheasant. It seems that I am a little nervous. Besides, the surrounding..." Young Man
The man in the tent murmured to himself, then shook his head.
soon
From the woods a few hundred meters away, a loud, powerful, and blood-thirsty "Murderous Act" song gradually came from
Men should kill without mercy.
Immortal Karma kills people.
In the past there was a heroic man who was very loyal and loyal.
Yaju kills people, and his body is lighter than a feather.
There are also heroes and tyrants who kill indiscriminately and gallop around the world, only showing off their swords and guns...
Kill kill kill kill kill...
Along with the rough beat, there was also the harsh sound of hitting something.
"If there is a situation, everyone should pay attention and enter the first level of combat readiness." At this time, the man in green came out of the tent and waved a gesture.
"Quiet, make a fuss, don't pique the interest of the master." The old man surnamed Feng's eyes turned cold, and he scolded in a low voice, "Back here, what are you worried about?"
"Yes." The man in Qingyi waved his hand, and calm returned to the woods.
Soon, following the singing, a childish-looking man staggered out of the woods. He was estimated to be about 1.76 meters tall. His face was fair, neither fat nor thin. He was lazy, with unkempt hair, and his body was covered with weeds.
Young man with petals.
The young man is holding a wine bottle in his right hand, which looks like Erguotou. In his left hand, he is holding a tree branch about two fingers wide that he picked up from anywhere.
While walking crookedly, the animal lowered its head from time to time while drinking Erguotou and singing "Murderous Act" indiscriminately. It gave people a rather weird and even a bit shocking effect.
The man in Tsing Yi was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by the stern cold eyes of the old man named Feng.
"Hahaha... it's so happy, damn it's so happy, so happy, so happy, so happy." With a roar, the young man smashed the bottle of Erguotou into a big tree, causing the tree to fly away.
The birds fled away.
The young man ignored it, but still shook his head in a drunken state. He reached into his backpack on his back and took out another bottle of Erguotou. He put it in his mouth and bit it, and the hard bottle cap immediately came loose.
Gulu...
The young man opened his mouth and took a sip wildly. When the bottle dropped, everyone was shocked because there was only half a bottle of wine left.
"You're really rough. I never thought there were such masters in the mountains." The man in Tsing Yi murmured in his heart.
"Kill, kill, kill... Jia Baoquan, Jia Baoquan, you are so damn insidious. It's okay to hide when the bird is gone, but you shouldn't humiliate me.
In a year and a half, I jumped up and down and obtained nearly 40 million yuan in donations and nearly 200 million yuan in investment for Linquan Economic Zone.
Is this easy? In order to get money, I almost risked my life. In order for the people of Tianshui Bazi not to overturn their cars and die, in order for the people in this corner to live a good life, I... made the township roads in Linquan Economic Zone exceed
Provincial road surface.
The economy of the economic zone has been improving again and again. What did you give me? You gave me nothing. Not only did you prevent me from becoming a permanent member, but what is even more annoying is that you promoted my subordinates to become a permanent member. This is not a slap in my face.
?
Is there a beast like you? It's heart-breaking, heart-breaking, kill, kill, kill..."
This crazy young man was of course Ye Fan. This guy hid in the distance, took out Erguotou and poured it all over his body. His clothes and hair were also messed up, and he looked like a woodcutter in the mountains.
Drunk definitely means not drunk, but there is also a small amount of drunkenness.
Ye Fan staggered and was only a dozen meters away from the deck chair under the big tree. The girl on the deck chair moved her book away and glanced at the madman. She was bored, and then she put the book on her face and continued.