Compared with the development zones in other cities, the development zone in Phoenix City is a bit strange. There are two high-tech development zones here. The one in the southwest is relatively prosperous, while the one in the southeast is not very developed. Therefore, the development here
The District Management Committee was abolished not long ago, the Development Zone Street Office was established, and the original neighborhood committees were restored at the same time.
In other words, the development zone where Chen Taizhong is about to take office is just a name, and it will not be any different from other street offices.
Ren Jiao's uncle Cai Defu opened a restaurant called "Cyclamen", which is the same as the name of an ornamental flower. The restaurant is about 500 meters away from the street office. The store is not too small, covering an area of more than 400 square meters.
The two-story building is relatively simple in decoration but pleasing to the eye. It can be seen that some thought has been put into it.
Ren Jiao took Chen Taizhong and sat down unambiguously among a bunch of old men and women. This made the deputy director who was planning to chat with someone a little unhappy: There must be a generation gap between me and them, right?
It can be seen that Ren Jiao is relatively favored. The old people greeted her very affectionately, and then everyone continued to tell the "story of the past."
Deputy Director Chen was ruthlessly ignored by the elders.
It was said that they were neglected, but in fact they were not. Every once in a while, one of the two old men would turn their heads to look at him, as if they were looking at him as their son-in-law. This made Chen Taizhong so depressed that he would not have come if he had known better!
He had already vaguely guessed Ren Jiao's thoughts, but in this situation, he couldn't just stand up and leave, right?
Not long after, the food and drinks were served. Chen Taizhong decided to leave the private room and took the opportunity to quietly say to Ren Jiao, "I said, we are just two young people here. It seems that we are not sitting in the right place, right?"
"I'm not familiar with the other people," Ren Jiao replied in a low voice, "Only at this table, they are all relatives..."
As she said that, she stretched out her hand under the table and quietly squeezed Chen Taizhong's hand, "Okay, just this time, please bear with me, okay?"
The two of them were having an affair here, and suddenly they heard a loud noise in the hall.
"I'll go out and take a look." Chen Taizhong couldn't sit still. He was not a person who liked to watch the excitement, but he was too frustrated to stay here.
Ren Jiao followed her out, and the old people chatting looked at each other and slowly walked out of the private room.
The hall was a bit lively, with four or five police officers standing there, and a few middle-aged people in plain clothes chasing people out, "Okay, okay, this place is closed. Everyone wants to eat, so go out to eat."
Some people were unwilling to leave, and the police came over with a not very good attitude, "Why, you still want us to ask you out?"
Ren Jiao's uncle Cai Defu is a short man with a very fat figure. Even if outsiders don't know that he runs a restaurant, they can guess that he is the same by looking at his figure.
While scratching his slightly shiny forehead, he explained to a middle-aged man in his early thirties with a smile, "Isn't there still three days left? It's not due yet today..."
Unfortunately, the fire permit for "Cyclamen" could not be obtained, so he hurriedly opened the trial business. No wonder the police came to seal the door.
However, it is not entirely correct to say that his license has not been obtained. Fire protection measures in the hotel industry are subject to dual supervision. The license for "Cyclamen" has been obtained from the fire brigade, but the Hengshan District Police Department
The certificates here at the branch have not been processed yet.
The people at the branch had already reminded Boss Cai to get all the certificates within ten days, but Boss Cai was not familiar with the people at the Hengshan branch. He thought there were still a few days until the opening, but the opening date had already been set, so there was no way he could tell.
It can only be "operated without a license".
Logically speaking, this is not a problem.
The middle-aged man glanced at Boss Cai and explained calmly, "Yes, there are still three days, but if we run into a joint law enforcement inspection today, then it's your own fault."
Boss Cai's shiny forehead was covered with sweat. He looked around, ran two steps, and pulled out a customer from the crowd who was watching the fun. "San'er, uncle, there is trouble here. You saw it too," he said.
Aren't you driving for District Chief Zhang? Please help uncle."
The man named San'er is quite young, about thirty-eight or nine years old, and he is quite tall and tall.
Hearing this, San'er had a cold face and gently pushed Boss Cai away, "Cousin, I'm here to support you today. You are operating without a license. As a government employee, what do you want me to say for you?
"
In his words, the word "cousin" was emphasized particularly hard, and everyone watching understood the meaning of his words. Please, you are not my biological uncle.
"You stinky boy!" Boss Cai jumped up immediately, "Okay, okay, thanks to me taking care of you so much since you were a child. Now that you dare to be romantic, you can learn to talk to your uncle in a bureaucratic manner?"
"Boss Cai, I won't eat your food today," the third son's face tightened, and he walked out without looking back. A heartless word came from afar, "I won't come here anymore."
"People in the officialdom, huh, one is more ruthless than the other as expected," Ren Jiao murmured softly, "My cousin used to be nice to others, but now he is really good at it."
"What a bullshit, he's just a stinky driver, what's the point?" Chen Taizhong got upset when he heard that people in official circles were ruthless, and shouted loudly, "At first glance, he looks like he's going to have a herniated disc sooner or later.
Son."
As soon as he yelled like this, someone noticed him. Two men in their thirties came over and said, "Okay, stop saying weird things and let's go quickly."
Chen Taizhong looked sideways at the two of them, "Which unit do you two belong to?"
"We are from the street office, cooperating with law enforcement operations," a thinner guy answered. This guy's vision is more flexible, and it seems that he is more scheming at first glance.
Ordinarily, he didn't have to answer Chen Taizhong's questions, but Chen Taizhong's strange words were particularly loud, and if you look closely, you can see that when the young man asked the questions, there was a bit of unambiguity in his bones.
Son, if you can help it, it's better not to be lazy.
"Haha, what a coincidence, I am also a street owner," Chen Taizhong ignored the middle-aged man, but smiled and got close to the two people in front of him, "This is my friend's stall, can you let him go?"
The other person was unhappy, "You are the one who manages the street affairs? Don't you dare to interfere without seeing anyone from Qinghu District? Go ahead, let's go together, don't get in the way, I'm too lazy to say anything."
