Jing Ziling's abacus was very good, but unfortunately, the three women had no reaction when they heard her words. On the contrary, Wang Yuting turned to look at her in surprise.
Although Sister Yuting didn't say anything, the meaning in her eyes was very clear. When did you two become so familiar? This look made Jing Ziling feel a little hot on her face.
Liu Wangnan and the others wanted to have some reaction, but with the lessons learned from Meng Xiaoyan's "tragic experience" half an hour ago there, how could they dare to express anything?
Chen Taizhong, on the other hand, nodded sharply and introduced Liu Wangnan and Ding Xiaoning only by their names. Sometimes the two parties were not familiar with each other, and introducing their identities would inevitably be a risk of showing off. Of course, the most important thing is that the identities of the two people really didn't matter.
Can be shown off.
After the introduction, Liu Wangnan nodded generously and smiled at Jing Ziling, "Actually, we just heard from Xiaoyan that there is a beautiful woman, and we can't hold back our curiosity, haha."
"Yes," Ding Xiaoning nodded. She looked innocent, but she was not inferior to anyone in terms of eccentricity. She nodded exaggeratedly, her big eyes curled into a crescent shape when she smiled, "Sister Ziling is really
It’s very beautiful, um…even more beautiful than I imagined…”
Jing Ziling liked to hear these words, after all, they came from a beautiful woman who was no less generous than herself. However, she was a little bit unhappy about the title "Sister Ziling", "I'm probably older than you, but we two
Do you look about the same age?" As soon as this topic was opened, there were no other comments for a while. Women are like this. They like to be other people's sisters, but at the same time they want to prove that they are younger than others. This kind of ambivalence is common to men.
Incomprehensible.
Two women together are as good as a thousand ducks, five women... It's so terrifying that it's indescribable. This is a lively topic until the waiter brings the dishes.
Finally, we can talk about the topic. Chen Taizhong was afraid that this kind of noise would continue. In fact, he felt that he was a little close to collapse. "Zi Ling, do me a favor. Tell your grandfather to write a few words."
"
Jing Ziling was finally able to confirm that she was the youngest among the five women, two months younger than Ding Xiaoning. She felt better for a while, "This...it's hard to explain, let me try. Otherwise, you
Tell me the words you want to write, and I'll see if I can trick him into writing a few random words. Add the words you want."
Jing Yiyuan is already old. It is easy to doodle on weekdays, but it takes a lot of energy to write inscriptions for others. Mr. Jing does not want to deal with those unsatisfactory handwritings, lest others say that he is old and his handwriting is too old.
But the more I wrote, the more I came back.
Therefore, Jing Ziling's idea was to secretly make out a few words that her grandfather used to practice calligraphy on weekdays. This was quite helpful. "My grandfather usually writes, and he often gets inspired and writes some good words."
Where are the words?"
Uh... well... Chen Taizhong touched his chin awkwardly, thinking that there were no outsiders around him. He finally said it openly. "That's it, um. With three words, Taizhong Reservoir, I built a reservoir."
Build a reservoir? Everyone here was a little confused for a moment. Seeing that it was a bit cold, Chen Taizhong could only cough and explain, "Ahem, actually, I was the village chief for a while in my village. The life of the villagers, then
What a pain..."
He explained the matter passionately and emphasized one point. Lu Qiang said that if the reservoir could not be called "Taizhong Reservoir", he would have to give up his job. This kind of love made him feel very uneasy.
, but he has no other choice, right?
Now, Taizhongku's matter has been exposed, but the unveiling is about to begin, so it really doesn't make much sense to hide it further.
No one else had spoken yet. The driver, who had been silent all day, couldn't help it anymore and said, "Chief Chen, you have done something practical. I came from the village and I understand how pitiful the farmers are."
Jing Ziling couldn't help but nodded. In fact, she didn't expect that Chen just wanted to gain a reputation. "If this is the case, I can really talk to grandpa and he will definitely be willing to help you write."
"Ha, that's great," Chen Taizhong nodded with a smile. If it were a formal letter, it would even have a signature. "I really don't know how to thank you..."
"I'm talking about Chen Ke," Wang Yuting interrupted him. Others may not know the taboos here, but she knows better. "I'm afraid...it's not appropriate to put your name on it? It's a party policy to engage in personality worship."
It’s expressly prohibited.”
"There's nothing I can do," Chen Taizhong smiled bitterly and spread his hands. He looked so helpless and helpless. "Lu Qiang is not a party member either. He has accepted death. Nothing I can say will help."
"No way? Is this also called personality worship?" Jing Ziling's eyes widened, "Chen Taizhong is not a celebrity, and who can say that Taizhong and Kuli Taizhong are referring to him?"
"Personal worship means prohibiting unprincipled personality worship, right?" Meng Xiaoyan has a certain understanding of this, "As long as we seek truth from facts, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"
"It is prohibited to use the names of party leaders as place names, street names and company names. This was decided when the People's Republic of China was founded. It is one of the basic principles of democratic centralism in the Party Constitution." Wang Yuting understands these principles very clearly, "
But Zi Ling is right, it doesn't matter if we don't blame Chen Ke for this matter."
Ding Xiaoning couldn't stand it anymore. She raised her hand and pointed at Chen Taizhong, "Isn't it right? Brother Taizhong is also considered the leader of the party? He is just a small section chief... He wants to do something practical for everyone, don't you think so?
Sister Xiaoyan?"
"Uh, this... I'll ask Taizhong later," Meng Xiaoyan stumbled and didn't go into detail, but everyone could figure out that she must have consulted Meng Yi.
"Zi Ling, let your grandpa help you write it first." In fact, among these people, Liu Wangnan is the least aware of Jing Yiyuan's reputation, but she is the most blindly obedient to Chen Taizhong, and she will have to replace her Taizhong.
Think about it, "If Secretary Meng says it's okay, it will save time. It seems that the plaque will be unveiled in a few days."
Jing Ziling frowned. She knew how much effort her grandfather might have put into writing a calligraphy, so she hesitated for a moment, "How about we ask Uncle Ji? He will be here soon."
She felt that Ji Jianxin had a very close relationship with her grandfather, so she was not afraid to ask this question.
"Don't!" Almost five people said this word at the same time, among them Wang Yuting objected the most resolutely, "It's okay for Chen Ke to tell us about this kind of thing. Zi Ling, you didn't see it, he and your Uncle Ji
The relationship is not very close, right?"
Speaking of which, this topic has to be put aside for a while. As the food and wine are served, the atmosphere gradually becomes warmer. Women always have endless topics to talk about when they are together, but Chen Taizhong feels a little depressed about the personality cult.
?
Brother, if you come up with some magical skills, I guess you can win some believers. Now you are just doing some practical things to get a name. What kind of thing is this?
Chi Zhigang saw that he was depressed, but he took the initiative to get close to him. Dr. Chi's impression of Chen had changed drastically. In addition, the driver also had a lot of affection for Chen Taizhong, and the three men also had a good impression of him.
Many topics.
Chen Taizhong's mood improved a little, so he asked Chi Zhigang to toast him. He couldn't toast the driver, right? But Chi Zhigang politely declined, "Taizhong, I'm a surgeon and I don't drink."
"You can still be considered a man if you don't drink alcohol?" Chen Taizhong was dissatisfied. He grabbed the wine glass in front of Chi Zhigang and insisted on pouring it. "Drink less, maybe a little? It's not fun for me to drink alone."
"Tsk, I would definitely drink with you before. Even if I drink eight liang, there is no problem." Chi Zhigang heard him say that he was not a man, and he couldn't help it. "I can't do it now. I'm playing with a scalpel. I drink too much."
It’s unstable and prone to problems.”
"Yes, Chen Ke, please stop trying to persuade him." When Wang Yuting heard this, she turned around and said, "Zhigang is currently operating at the People's Hospital, so he should avoid drinking."
"Actually, I can also be the surgeon," Chen Taizhong muttered when he saw her speaking. He pouted and filled his wine glass, feeling a little lonely for a moment.
No one took his words seriously, and everyone just thought he was complaining. But when Jing Ziling heard this, her eyes rolled and she asked, "Chief Chen, have you studied medicine?"
She had always been worried about Mr. Chen's "genius", but now that she heard that this guy actually said he could do surgery, she felt even more unconvinced. I said, I don't think I would brag like that.
"Uh... I've studied it," Chen Taizhong was stunned for a moment. When he saw a hint of contempt in her eyes, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to talk, "Well, but I studied traditional Chinese medicine.
…Let’s put it this way, it’s almost like superstition.”
"Then how do you do the surgery?" Jing Ziling glanced at Wang Yuting and saw that she had no intention of stopping him, so naturally she decided to "take advantage of the remaining brave men and chase the poor bandits".
Seeing that she was pestering Chen Taizhong, Meng Xiaoyan became a little jealous. She happened to be able to intervene in this topic, so of course she had to speak for her man, "Taizhong's medical skills are sometimes very miraculous...
…”
Is this okay? Jing Ziling turned to look at her with an incredulous expression on her face. Even if your surname was Meng, you wouldn't brag like this. "Isn't that right? Sister Xiaoyan, you actually... actually said that he has medical skills?"
