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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three Stinks

"Oh, you're so mad at me." Facing his precious only daughter, Meng Yi was both angry and funny, "Do you think your father's personal study room needs to contain petition materials?"

"Then you ask Xiao Yan to send some over?" In front of Yan Zili, Meng Qinqin called him Secretary Yan, but at home, she followed her father and called him "Xiao Yan". 1

"You kid, Xiao Yan finally came home a day early," Meng Yi snorted, a little angry, "Tell me, what information are you looking for about petitions? I'll call the office and ask."

"I don't know what I'm looking for," Meng Qinqin threw the book aside and curled his lips bitterly, "Isn't it that Chen Taizhong who said he wanted to go back and mobilize cadres to petition?"

"Initiate cadres to petition?" Meng Yi repeated in surprise before reacting, "Oh, is that what you said in the morning?"

"Yes, he said that he would repay you by giving Fan Xiaojun's brother-in-law a cleanup," Meng Qinqin sat on the ground and sighed, "He said that he would mobilize the staff of the subdistrict office to petition. I am not just idle, I will help him find it.

material?"

"Exactly, do I need him to repay me?" Meng Yi snorted coldly. Of course, there was not much malice in this snort. He just didn't think that a small section chief had the ability to get involved in disputes between provincial and ministerial cadres.

"Of course I take care of him because of your Aunt Tang, but the key point is that this young man is a practical person. Hmm, he wants to use this to help him get ahead?"

"He doesn't want to rely on it," Meng Qinqin said back to his father. This is a rare thing in this family. "If I hadn't told him, he wouldn't want to take care of this kind of thing."

"Why can't you take care of this kind of thing?" As soon as Meng Yi said this, he remembered that the young man seemed to be in charge of attracting investment, and he really shouldn't take care of this matter. "Strange, why do I always have a feeling that he should be the political and legal committee or something?

From the disciplinary inspection?"

"He said that the grudges with our family are settled." Of course, Meng Qinqin wanted to speak for Chen Taizhong. "By the way, he also asked me to bring you some gifts."

This is really a mistake for a female college student. Meng Yi looked at his daughter and said, "Who asked you to help me accept the gift? What I said before was in vain?"

"He also gave my mother a ring. It turned out that it fit me, so I put it on." Meng Qinqin stretched out his dusty little hand with an excited look on his face, "Dad, do you think it looks good?"

Oh, my sister-in-law. Meng Yi wanted to laugh for a moment, "Qinqin, take a look for yourself, you are also a banker, can't you estimate the price of this ring? It must be at least tens of thousands, right? It doesn't matter what you charge, I really dare to do it for you

Mom, take it? Return it to me later!"

"But this is someone's good intention. This time Chen Taizhong came, and the gift was just a drop-in." Meng Qinqin pouted, "He went to the National Security Bureau to do something."

"Guoan? Why is he involved in Guoan again?" Meng Yi was really a little strange for a moment. He always felt that on this New Year's Day, the young man must have come specifically to give gifts, or... to do some official business.

To be honest, he doesn't really appreciate this kind of young man who is keen on working hard. The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Doing your job well is the right way. It's not that you can't do those trivial things, but that you can't do them.

It is said that as a state cadre, it is most important to always do the right thing.

However, when he heard that Chen Taizhong came this time because of the national security affairs, he was a little strange, "He didn't come to see you specifically?"

"What did he want from me?" Meng Qinqin was a little unhappy. "They didn't dare to go to the gate of the Provincial Party Committee compound, so they asked me to hand it over. Today at noon, he and I were together with Liao Hongzhi from the National Security Bureau.

It’s time to eat.”

"What's going on?" Meng Yi's interest was aroused...

At this time, Chen Taizhong had already arrived in Fenghuang City. He went back home first. He gave some cigarettes, wine and clothes to his parents, saying that he bought them in Subo. It was the Chinese New Year, and a son should not be too bad.

Be decent.

Originally, he was thinking of having a few drinks with his dad at home and watching TV before going out for some activities, but his mom's words made him a little bit unable to sit still, "I said, Taizhong, these clothes you bought look good.

But why don’t you have a trademark?”

"Ahem, this..." Chen Taizhong hesitated, and then decided to tell a little lie appropriately, "Well, that's right, these clothes are relatively expensive. I think you are right, Mom, you have to be low-key, so I just

All the trademarks have been taken..."

"How expensive is it?" My mother is most sensitive to this kind of words.

"Well, ten thousand or twenty thousand, you don't know, our investment office is a wealthy company," Chen Taizhong explained vaguely, and he didn't say whether it was ten thousand or twenty thousand per piece or ten thousand or twenty thousand in total. Anyway, it was very different from the selling price.

Yuan Yuan doesn’t care about this small difference anymore, “And customers often give shopping coupons or something.”

"Well, I don't dare to make mistakes," my mother was quite satisfied, but my father was very happy, and cleared the glass of wine with a squeak, "Ha, tomorrow I will put on a fur coat and look at Lao Xu and the others, huh...

…My son can also make a lot of money.”

"How dare you, you old thing!" My mother was angry, "Why are you men like this? You wish the whole world knew you have two filthy riches? What should you do if you make people think about you?"

In desperation, Chen Taizhong could only make two quick swipes before walking away. Of course, the most important thing was that Wu Yan sent a text message asking if he was back.

Is it appropriate to ask working staff to petition? He had some calculations in mind, but he still had to ask Secretary Wu carefully to make these conjectures.

At around 8:30, Chen Taizhong quietly appeared at the door of Wu Yan's room, took out the key and entered the room directly through the wall technique.

But as soon as he entered, he was startled. Wu Yan was sitting on the sofa, with his legs curled up and his chin resting on his knees, staring at the door.

"Uh..." Chen Taizhong tried to explain why he came in without opening the door, but suddenly he found that although Wu Yan's eyes were staring at the door, they were distracted and confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong with you?" He stepped forward and wanted to touch Wu Yan's forehead. "Are you feeling uncomfortable or do you have a fever?"

"Don't touch me, it's disgusting!" Wu Yan turned aside and moved away, but refused to look at him.

"Something's wrong!" Chen Taizhong muttered. Seeing that she was fine, he turned around and walked to the clothes rack at the door. While taking off his coat, he asked casually in his mind, "What's going on?"

"What's going on? Don't you have any idea?" Wu Yan snorted coldly, not polite at all, "Or have you done too many immoral things? You can't remember which one?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Chen Taizhong walked back nonchalantly and sat on the sofa, "I don't offend others unless they offend me. I never do anything immoral. If someone else is immoral first, why should I suffer?"

Seeing him sitting over, Wu Yan turned around and shrank to the other side of the sofa, turning his head away, "Then let me ask you something, is it considered unethical to hurt other people's women?"

"What's so great about that woman if she wants to?" Chen Taizhong thought of Lei Lei. The next moment, he vaguely guessed what was going on. Was it Bai Jie's incident?

It makes no sense, there were obviously no cars following that day...

Wu Yan was already very angry. When he heard this, he turned back to look at him in surprise, "Listening to what you said, it seems that there are quite a lot of women who are related to you..."

"That's a lot," Chen Taizhong nodded. He had no interest in telling Wu Yan these things, but she asked her to the point, and he had no intention of denying it. "You alone can't satisfy me. Anyway, I am

I really like you."

"You are shameless!" Wu Yan picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

Chen Taizhong raised his hand and caught the pillow. For a moment, he didn't bother to think about his purpose. He forced it over with a grin, "You're not good again. It seems that I have to take care of you again..."

"Chen Taizhong, you are so shameless!" This time, Wu Yan was no longer afraid, but looked at him with a sneer, and two lines of hot tears flowed down involuntarily, "I am really blind, falling in love with you like this

Scumbag, you are a hundred times more shameless than Duan Weimin!"

"Don't do this to me, why am I so shameless? Just tell me," Chen Taizhong felt violent when he saw her crying. He raised his hand and tore off Wu Yan's cotton pajamas with a hiss.

"If you say you're right, I'll turn around and leave, and I won't show up in front of you again. If I say something wrong, huh..."

"Believe it or not, I stripped you naked and threw you into the street?"

"If I remember correctly, you recommended Yang Xingang's deputy director of the sub-district office to me, right?" Wu Yan looked at him coldly, tears gurgling down like an unscrewed faucet, "Now I have to recommend him again.

As director of Yijingdi, let me ask you, why do you recommend him?"

"Holy shit, I knew that Qiu Zhixi was nothing." When Chen Taizhong heard this, he understood. He took his left hand and punched his right hand hard. He couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, "Holy shit, this shit basin,

It’s so cruel!”

My buddy knows that this is definitely what happened. Damn, I really didn’t expect Wu Yan to react so violently, but...why did Qiu Zhixi dare to talk so freely?


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