Chapter five hundred and ten molesting Meng Qinqin
Chen Taizhong must have known this information immediately. The police station and the Security Bureau had confidentiality systems, but they were ineffective against him, at least in this matter.
"Linhe Aluminum? Fan Rushuang?" He didn't regret at all because Liu Zhiwei ran away. He had tried his best on this matter. Not only did he not regret it, he was also very excited. "Ha, now, there is a way to deal with this department-level cadre.
Got it!"
"You'd better take these materials and follow me to the provincial bureau first," the person from the security bureau reminded him coldly, "If you don't go for this kind of thing, the credit won't be yours."
"Actually, it's the end of the year, and the Investment Promotion Office is really busy," Chen Taizhong pretended to smack his lips, pondered again, shook his head regretfully and sighed, "Oh, forget it, for the sake of national security, I can only work harder."
Then you don’t have to go! The woman sneered in her heart, you won’t be unsafe if you don’t go to the country...
When Chen Taizhong went to Subo, he was given a thorough confession. He had no choice but to pay the price if he wanted to make meritorious deeds.
Fortunately, he was a whistleblower after all, and he had Director Liao's care. The Security Bureau did not work as formally as the police did, so he did not feel aggrieved.
Even after the confession was recorded, he still had the intention to ask Zhang Zhicheng, who was in the audience, "Is it true that the information cannot be disclosed before Liu Zhiwei is captured?"
Chen Taizhong really cares about this. If he can't reveal it, of course he won't be able to benefit from it. But Liu Zhiwei...who knows when he will be caught.
That guy's level of contact with secrets is limited! Who would have the mind to catch him? Zhang Zhicheng glanced at him and didn't bother to explain, "It doesn't matter. It's impossible to report it publicly in the media, but..."
"But what?" Chen Taizhong knew the origin and general process of the matter, but it was really impossible to access the core content, such as what information Liu Zhiwei had stolen.
"But it can be said in internal references and official letters." Secretary Zhang was very uncomfortable with his fussing, but after thinking about his boss's explanation, he finally answered formally. "It's just for record keeping. In fact, in the media.
Can you speak vaguely...very vaguely."
Can you write a letter to Linhe Aluminum? Chen Taizhong really wanted to ask this, but from Zhang Zhicheng's mouth, he had vaguely guessed that his contribution to the establishment this time seemed not as great as he imagined. s
Then let's go back and ask Director Liao himself. He finally resisted the desire to ask questions.
When he came to Subo this time, he originally wanted to call Meng Xiaoyan and Ren Jiaodi. The two teachers were on vacation. But in the end, he came alone, not counting the woman, because the woman said that this kind of thing involves
National secrets cannot be made known to more people.
After coming out of the security bureau, he drove aimlessly and looked at the bustling crowds of people in the dusk. For a moment, he felt a little strange: It seemed that it was almost the same as in the previous life. I was walking alone in the crowd...
The next moment, he smiled and shook his head, stopping such meaningless thoughts. What's wrong with me? Are you becoming sentimental like a woman?
Why don't you think about something more serious, like visiting Meng Yi's house?
When he was in the reservoir area, Chen Taizhong once rudely refused Secretary Meng's request to "cut the ribbon together" because of his resentment towards Meng Yi. However, as time went by, especially the broadcast of TV news, he became more and more
The more he felt, how much face Meng Yi gave him.
Putting aside other people's casual reactions, just talking about Zhang Han's "espionage incident" is enough to explain the problem. If Director Zhang hadn't watched TV that day, he was in a dilemma and made a wrong decision, the development of this matter would be really true.
It's worrying.
In any case, Yu Yan is more like a spy than Liu Zhiwei...even a lot.
In Fenghuang City, Chen Taizhong's refusal to visit Meng Yi may be explained as "not qualified" or "not wanting to show off". Now Su Bo refuses to visit. It feels a bit like "not getting in"
Yes. To put it more seriously, it means that you don’t know how to praise someone.
A provincial party committee secretary supports you. If you come to the provincial capital and don't express your gratitude, how will others see you?
However, wouldn't it be a bit rash to come so rashly? Chen Taizhong's self-esteem is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
He admitted that he had benefited from Meng Yi a lot, but he knew better that if Secretary Meng thought that he was a follower and made sarcastic remarks, he could not guarantee that he would not fight back forcefully.
In that case, a good thing turns into a bad thing, which would be too boring.
Of course, such a small matter could not trouble Chen Taizhong. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Meng Qinqin's number, "Chief Qin, I am the Tiannan Branch of Lenovo Group. The computer your unit ordered has a Chinese one."
If you win the first prize, can you come to our branch with the invoice?"
This was not because he meant to tease Meng Qinqin. In fact, in the countless meetings between the two of them, they did not agree with each other. Chen Taizhong calculated carefully: he said sending flowers as sending genitals, got angry on the phone, and added
When Princess Meng went to Phoenix, he didn't even entertain her personally... This really meant he was neglecting her a lot.
Since I have been negligent in the past, I need to lighten the atmosphere now and make some harmless jokes.
"Oh?" Meng Qinqin was obviously stunned for a moment on the phone. It took him a long time to come back to his thoughts, "When did you buy the computer? What is the first prize?"
"The first prize is a set of leather sofas," Chen Taizhong said confidently as he looked at the flow of people outside the car. "The quantity is limited. If it's late, we will only have fabric sofas."
"Isn't there a flower sofa?" Meng Qinqin asked, her voice becoming gritted at the next moment, "Don't you know that I like roses very much? Lots and lots of roses..."
"Tsk, you are such a moodless person," Chen Taizhong smacked his lips, then chuckled, "Okay, I came to Subo to do some errands. If I don't go back tonight, is your father at home?"
"Go and ask my dad, I am me and he is him," Meng Qinqin said with a not very good attitude, "Are you looking for me or my dad?"
"I won't talk to you so much. Do you have time tonight? I'll treat you to dinner. By the way, I also brought you some gifts." Chen Taizhong didn't care about her reaction. He could just give you more things.
"You will definitely appreciate it."
"Screw you, I'll go if you ask me to go? How shameless will it be for me?" Meng Qinqin snorted coldly and was silent for a moment before speaking again, "For Sister Xiaoyan's sake, let me give you a chance.
Come pick me up at our unit."
"Where is your unit?" Chen Taizhong was a little depressed, "Can't we just find a place?"
"Our unit is right next to the Lenovo branch. Just wait for me downstairs," Meng Qinqin hung up the phone angrily, muttering softly, "You don't even know where I work. It's really..."
"Manager Qin, did someone give you flowers?" A girl of similar age walked over from behind her quietly, her eyes full of teasing, "Haha, which man is so lucky?"
"Send me flowers? He's so beautiful!" Meng Qinqin's face tightened, and he curled his lips angrily, "He's an arrogant man, I don't want to care about him..."
Having said that, after about ten minutes, she still walked to the office window and looked out to see if a gray Lincoln appeared below.
Did this guy drive here? Meng Qinqin raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already half past five, and he would get off work in half an hour.
Fortunately, when she walked out of the office building, she finally saw a Lincoln parked on the side of the road. The tall man stood beside the car with a smile. His half-length leather coat highlighted the stature and tallness of his figure. The sunshine
An ordinary smile blooms in the cold night of Subo...
"You know the truth," Meng Qinqin glared at him, opened the car door and got in, "Where are we going to eat?"
"I would like to go to your house to eat, you have to agree, right?" He pondered for a moment, shook his head, and pointed to the map on the dashboard, "I'm really not familiar with Subo, so if I have to choose, the only one is Marriott Restaurant.
"
"Then let's go to the Marriott Hotel, but the private rooms there are very tight." Meng Qinqin glanced at him, then turned to look at the back seat of the car, "Oh, is this coat a gift for me?"
"This is one of the gifts." Chen Taizhong took out his mobile phone, called up the number of Boss Zhou of the Marriott Restaurant, and called, "Old Zhou, I am Chen Taizhong, do you have any private rooms there?"
It's a pity that Lao Zhou can't remember who Chen Taizhong is. However, he can't neglect someone who knows his mobile phone number. "Well, Boss Chen, today's private rooms... are all full."
"All the ones on the top floor are gone?" Chen Taizhong has gained experience in eating. He knows that restaurants of high quality always have one or two sets of spare private rooms. "If they are gone, don't blame me if we meet later."
Take care of you!"
Originally, he didn't want to force himself to eat at Marriott, but since Meng Qinqin knew that Marriott's private rooms were in high demand, he would definitely fight for it.
