Wuri has booked the largest private room in Meishan Hotel, with an independent bathroom, but not a suite-style private room. At this stage, the highest-end hotels in Hongzhou City have not yet appeared in a suite-style private room.
Everything has a process of keeping pace with the times.
A large round table that can sit for ten people is filled with all kinds of wine and cold dishes. Although this round table is large, it looks like it doesn't match the private room, and it's still too small. Such a huge private room is usually equipped with twelve
People even had a large round table of sixteen people, sitting together, lively.
But now, there are only two guests in total. With such a large round table, Fan Hongyu's hands are not long enough and many dishes cannot be picked up. As for Director Wu, it is even more harsh. His belly is too big. Of course, the round table can be rotated.
But I always felt that it was not a big deal. Director Wu deliberately ordered the hotel general manager to temporarily replace this ten-seater round table.
"Director Fan, please, please!"
Wu Rixin invited each other with great enthusiasm, and there were so many smiles on his fat face that he could not hold.
Fan Hongyu was able to attend the banquet, which made Wu Rixin feel hope again. This shows that things have not reached a completely irreversible point. Otherwise, Fan Hongyu would not have called him at all. It seems that although Director Fan is
Young, but he is deeply aware of the rules of the officialdom and has many friends and multiple paths.
Fan Hongyu was not polite, and walked straight to the host and guest.
The hotel general manager stepped forward quickly and pulled the chair for Director Fan in front.
"Director Fan, can you serve the food?"
Wu Rixin was not in a hurry to sit down, but stood beside Fan Hongyu, bent down and asked respectfully.
Fan Hongyu nodded.
“Serve the food, hurry!”
The hotel general manager hurried out again and urged him one after another. The four waiters immediately took action, handing the hot towels and the cloth dishes and the cloth dishes. They were very busy.
But Wurixin was still standing and dared not sit.
If it was just an ordinary banquet, Wurixin would not be so "low-key". The key is that today's banquet is very different, it is to apologize for guilt, not to lower his attitude, and he cannot pass the test.
Fan Hongyu smiled and said, "Director Wu, please sit down."
"Okay, thank you Director Fan."
Fan Hongyu smiled and said, "Today you treat me to dinner. It's time to thank Director Wu."
"Where is it, Director Fan is so polite, he just has a meal... Director Fan is so proud of his time to take time out of his busy schedule. Thank you!"
The beautiful waitress asked in a low voice: "Director Fan, what tea should I drink? We have special Longjing, Pu'er, Tieguanyin, Huangshan Yunwu, Yinzhen, Biluochun..."
"Clouds and mist."
Fan Hongyu said casually.
"OK."
The waiter immediately brewed the fragrance of Yunwu tea for the two of them.
Wu Rixin said: "Huangshan Yunwu Tea has a pure taste, fresh color, a fresh aroma like orchid, and a long aftertaste. It is indeed a good tea and a gentleman in tea. It is so compatible with Director Fan and it is gone."
Fan Hongyu couldn't help laughing.
When was Huangshan Yunwu Tea called the "gentleman in tea"?
Wu Rixin is far-fetched, just like flattering him, and at the same time he reminds himself that you are a gentleman, so don’t be as knowledgeable as me, right? Those who don’t know will not be guilty!
However, Wuri Xinneng casually mentioned the characteristics of Huangshan Yunwu Tea, which shows that there is still a little ink in her stomach, not purely big fish, big meat, drinks and wine.
"Director Wu, in fact, there is no real Huangshan Yunwu Tea now. Yunwu Tea has been lost for a long time. The current Huangshan Yunwu is actually a kind of Maofeng in Huangshan. It is not yet Qingming Festival, and there is no new tea. This was last year.
The taste of the old tea is not too pure.”
"So that's how it is..." Wu Rixin widened his eyes and pretended to be surprised: "I always thought that clouds and mist are clouds and mist, and Mao Feng is Mao Feng. Oh, I have learned new knowledge again. Director Fan is young.
Light, knowledgeable, admired.”
As he said that, he bowed his hands repeatedly.
Seeing Wu Rixin in his fifties, he looked pretty, but he was flattering in front of a young man like Fan Hongyu and flattered him, and the waiters were secretly amused. Wu Rixin is a regular visitor at Meishan Hotel, and the waiters all saw him
After he passed by, he knew that he was a big man and was said to be a high-ranking official in the province, but he was so awe of Fan Hongyu. He really didn't know what kind of origin this tall and handsome young man was. So he looked at Fan Hongyu curiously.
Fan Hongyu frowned, as if he was a little unhappy.
Wu Rixin was shocked and did something wrong again. He was extremely nervous.
Fan Hongyu said calmly: "Director Wu, since it is a private party, there is no need to say these polite words, right? Otherwise, the food will taste awkward."
"Okay, OK, I'll pay attention."
Wurixin agreed again.
It should be said that Wu Rixin is quite sensible, so he invited Fan Hongyu alone and never asked others to accompany him. Some words will be convenient for Fan Hongyu to wake him up. With too many people, it will be difficult to speak.
After a while, the steaming dishes were delivered to the stairs, and soon a full table was set up. After a rough count, there were sixteen main dishes, plus a four-color cold plate, and a total of twenty dishes.
Even though Fan Hongyu has a wide appetite and Wu Rixin's belly is not small, he can't finish it.
However, Fan Hongyu didn't say anything. Although he opposed waste, especially the waste of public funds, Wurixin was not his subordinate, but just asked him for the time being. It was useless to talk to Wurixin at this time.
In the officialdom, the focus is on adapting to local conditions and different from person to person. Fan Hongyu is not an old stubborn man who is not old and unrestrained.
"Director Fan, the hospitality is not good, please forgive me!"
No matter how rich the dishes on the table are, this kind of polite statement must be said.
Fan Hongyu nodded slightly, not saying much.
This is also a new experience gained from the internship of the Secretary’s office for several months. The larger the staff of the agency, the more they develop a taciturn character. They should not give up all their hearts when they meet with others. Naturally, and
The exception is when people close to each other are together in private. For example, Director Fan must not be taciturn in front of Mayor Gao.
The more Fan Hongyu is like this, the more awe-inspired Wu Rixin becomes. It seems that Fan Hongyu is the incarnation of Governor You at this moment.
"Director Fan, look, what wine should I drink?"
"Moutai Bar. I don't drink much, so I can do whatever I want."
"Okay, whatever you want... hurry up, pour wine."
Wurixin waved to the waiter repeatedly.
The beautiful waitress opened the aged Moutai, and the room was filled with fragrance. Lianbushanshan stepped forward and poured wine for the two leaders. Wu Rixin stood up tightly, took the bottle, and poured Fan Hongyu sweetly.
Wine slurry.
"Director Fan, I wish you a drink. I am so sorry about what happened yesterday. Please forgive me if you don't care about villains."
Wu Rixin held the small and exquisite white porcelain cup in both hands, bent down slightly, and said respectfully to Fan Hongyu, with a very sincere tone.
Fan Hongyu did not rush to raise his glass and said calmly: "Director Wu, you have indeed done a little bit of atrocities in the Jinwu Mountain. You have to report to the governor today. If you don't make any preparations, you believe in those strange powers and gods.
It's not very compatible with your identity."
The cold sweat that had just calmed down by Wurixin came out again.
This young man is indeed amazing.
I don't mention "personal grudges" at all. If that's a personal grudge, I just exaggerate him, and it's irrefutable - you're going to see the governor tomorrow, but today I'm going to go up the mountain to pray to God and Buddha, and do a big deal
Feudal superstition. Doesn’t it mean that superiors are not as good as charlatans who pretend to be a god? Is your future determined by the leader or by Zhang Tianshi?
If you put this big hat on him, as long as Yulimin stays in the green mountains for one day, Wurixin will never have a chance to turn around.
"Yes, right, Director Fan criticized it completely correctly. It's all my fault that I didn't pay attention to it. I didn't recognize the essence of feudal superstition in the strange power and chaos. My mind was hot for a moment. I would definitely correct it next time, and I would definitely correct it..."
Wu Rixin made constant reviews and his attitude was quite sincere.
Unexpectedly, Fan Hongyu still didn't take this incident and said lightly: "Director Wu, it may not be possible to use it every time. To be honest, Governor You are not particularly satisfied with your report today. This matter,
You have to solve it first. What amazing skills does Master Zhang Tian have to convince you so much? What if this matter is passed on to the governor?"
Wu Rixin held the wine glass in both hands, sitting or standing, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and his head was in a mess, and he opened his mouth and said, "Director Fan, I have also been deceived by Mr. Zhang."
"I know, I've been blinded by Kang Jide. Kang Jide is just a businessman. Do you just believe what he said?"
"No, not Kang Jide...yes, yes...I heard that Secretary Yuan has personally gone to Jinwu Mountain and met with Zhang Tianshi..."
As soon as he said this, Wu Rixin suddenly opened his mouth wide, his face full of horror, and there was no sound anymore.
In a panic, he made a big mistake. Isn’t I comparing with Secretary Yuan? What position does Secretary Yuan have? What position does he have? How can I compare it to it?
If this was heard by Secretary Yuan, he would not be enough for someone to take it out if he had ten black hats.
Secretary Yuan’s temper is uneven.
Speaking of which, the provincial cadres are even more afraid of Secretary Yuan than Secretary Rong of the Provincial Party Committee.
Look at yourself, what are the messing things you have done?
Fan Hongyu smiled and said with a smile: "Director Wu, Secretary Yuan went to Jinwu Mountain to care about religious affairs. Don't say this again in the future, so as not to cause misunderstandings."
"Yes, yes, Director Fan's criticism is too correct. I will pay attention in the future, and I will definitely not talk nonsense."
Sweat flowed down one after another, and I didn't dare to wipe it.
When the waiter next to him saw it, he felt uncomfortable for him.
Fan Hongyu then stood up, raised his glass, touched him gently, and said, "Director Wu, be careful about everything you do, and never be careless."
"Yes, it must be..."
Seeing Fan Hongyu's wine glass touching his lips, Director Wu quickly raised his neck and drank it all over. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to search on Baidu for Piaotian and collect and recommend it. Your support is my biggest