The phone rang for a while before the other party picked up the call. When Dong Xianglin heard that it was dinner tonight, he hurriedly declined, "Professor Jiang, you really didn't know to say hello earlier. I have been busy preparing for the mobilization of the Torch Project these two days.
I do, but I really can’t spare the time.”
"It's Deputy Director Chen from the Phoenix Municipal Science and Technology Commission who is here," Jiang Yuhua smiled, "Director Dong, he is also here for a meeting."
"Phoenix's...Deputy Director Chen? Aren't Wen Hai and Qiu Zhaohui there?" Dong Xianglin pondered over there, "I haven't noticed this person before. Well, I'm still busy. Someone from the National Science and Technology Commission is here, and Secretary Meng Yi is also here.
I have to attend the meeting and I have a lot of things to do here, so I can’t take care of him..."
After Dong Xianglin hung up the phone, Jiang Yuhua raised his head and smiled. Before he could explain anything, he found that the face of Deputy Director Chen on the other side was not very good. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, right? You can hear such a small voice.
See?
Of course Chen Taizhong heard it, and he definitely felt uncomfortable. The next moment, he coughed dryly and said nothing, but the meaning was very obvious: How is it? Professor Jiang, what was the result of your contact?
"Director Dong said..." Jiang Yuhua stumbled, then smiled, "Haha, he said he was busy setting up the venue today. Let's sit down together some other time. We have time."
"Well, okay, I'll sit with him another day." Chen Taizhong's face was uncertain, but he was very angry and angry in his heart. Hey, Dong, don't you know how to be polite when you speak?
After answering the phone call, Jiang Yuhua was much less concerned about Chen Taizhong's hospitality. This was not because he was too snobbish. In fact, the Provincial Science and Technology Commission did not have much money. He originally thought that if Chen Taizhong had money,
, the province will definitely know, look at the current situation. The Fenghuang City Science and Technology Commission most likely has little money on hand and is fooling around.
With this understanding, it would be unrealistic to expect him to still be extremely polite to Chen Taizhong. In fact, the fact that he can maintain a smile now shows that he has mastered self-restraint.
"Well, it's getting late." Jiang Yuhua looked at the clock in the office, smiled and nodded to Chen Taizhong. "Let's go. Let's go out together and have something to eat?"
His tone did not reveal much perfunctory meaning. However, since Chen Taizhong already had an idea in his mind, he could clearly feel that the other party's enthusiasm had weakened a lot.
"No, I just came today. I haven't arranged my accommodation yet. I also have two old friends. I want to take a look." He stood up with a smile and picked up the handbag containing the information. "This meeting will last for two days.
Oh my god, I will stay for three or four more days, haha, let’s sit down again if we have a chance.”
After saying that, he smiled and nodded at Jing Tao and Jing Ziling, turned around and left. Jing Tao, who didn't know what was going on, said, "Taizhong, what are you doing? It's almost dinner time, why did you leave like that?"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Taizhong had already disappeared from the door. Professor Jing looked at Jiang Yuhua in shock, "Yuhua, what... is going on?"
"How do I know?" Jiang Yuhua spread his hands with a wry smile on his face, "Dong Xianglin doesn't know at all that Phoenix Science and Technology Commission has produced Chen Taizhong, what do you want me to say?"
"He is not a fake," Jing Tao became anxious upon hearing this, "Xiao Chen has good relationships with many people and is considered the number one person in Phoenix City. What you said, Lao Jiang..."
Chen Taizhong walked downstairs, feeling depressed for a while. He saw Jiang Yuhua's change of attitude. Although he knew that what he did seemed to be nothing wrong, he just felt uncomfortable.
As a person or an official, you can't live without power or money. At this moment, he deeply felt this. It's not that I want to be a philistine. In fact, there are too many snobbish people these days.
Why are people's hearts so impetuous?
I must get this money! He sat in the Lincoln angrily and couldn't figure out where to go now.
Originally, in his plan, he should go to the Science and Technology Committee to talk to Director Dong about his ideas, but Dong Xianglin just said that if he goes there now, he will be hot-faced and cold-hearted. Not only is it unnecessary, but he is very likely to do so.
He will also humiliate himself.
How about talking to Xu Chunliang? Chen Taizhong was a little undecided for a moment. He now needed to find someone to confirm his ideas and help him come up with ideas.
I wonder who is better at asking for money? Now, he regrets it a bit. Before coming, he should have gotten along with Qin Liancheng. Director Qin is not only familiar with finance, but also has some connections in Subo.
But right now, it would be a bit inappropriate to call Fenghuang from Subo. At the very least, it would show lack of respect for the leader, and it would also appear that he is not thinking carefully and is not steady enough in his actions.
When you have money, you still can't be too self-righteous. He smiled bitterly and reached out to start the fire. Suddenly, he saw the car door open, and a round and slender leg stretched out. The tight light blue jeans showed off his figure perfectly.
Tension, full of youthful atmosphere.
Jing Ziling walked in with a smile, "Take me home with you. How about I take you to a place to eat something special?"
"I want to go find Liao Hongzhi." Seeing her following him, Chen Taizhong felt much better. "Wait for me. I'll call him and make an appointment with him."
The call was answered. Liao Hongzhi was inspecting Zhangzhou, but he couldn't make it back. "You and Xiao Ziling can go eat by yourself. Well, we can sit down together when I get back the day after tomorrow."
Under Jing Ziling's guidance, the two of them came to a small restaurant, "Grand Prairie Red Braised Mutton Restaurant." She proudly introduced to him, "Others have recommended this to me several times, saying it tastes good.
Woolen cloth."
Isn't this just an iron pot stew? When he walked in, Chen Taizhong felt a little depressed. He raised his hand and called the waiter over, "Can I ask if there are private rooms?"
The hotel was decorated in a farmhouse style, and he doubted whether there were private rooms here, but the waiter's answer completely overturned his suspicion, "The private rooms are already full, and there are a few tables left. After a few minutes, there are no empty tables."
Already."
Chen Taizhong really doesn't want to dine in this kind of environment. This is not to say that he is very particular. The fact is that it is too noisy here to talk and chat.
Jing Ziling didn't care, "Let's just go to the lobby. They said we'd have to wait if we came here at this hour. I'm lucky this time."
The two of them chose a table for four and sat down, and took a look at the menu. I bet you, this restaurant looks relatively plainly decorated, but the price of the food is above average.
After ordering the food and drinks, Jing Ziling started to ask questions before they were even served, "I said Chen Taizhong, why did you run so fast? My dad didn't finish what he said, and you ran away without a trace?"
"Uncle Jiang of yours thinks I'm a liar, why am I still here?" Chen Taizhong rolled his eyelids and snorted coldly, "I'll talk to them again when I get the money."
He must fight for this face. Without money, not to mention that the Phoenix City Science and Technology Commission cannot establish prestige. It is inevitable that he will be looked down upon by others. Thinking of this, he can't help but secretly grit his teeth. What's the big deal? Wait.
Nick is here, and my buddy took out the pounds in the Xumi Ring to launder money. Anyway, those papers are just idle, right?
The two of them talked casually, and the big pot of red stewed mutton came up, with a layer of red chili peppers, and in the boiling soup, large pieces of mutton appeared and disappeared, exuding an attractive fragrance. "It smells good."
," Chen Taizhong was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had forgotten to take out the wine. He looked up at Jing Ziling, "Do you want to drink? I have some in my car."
"Forget it, I want a drink," Jing Ziling shook her head, "Foreign wine doesn't taste good. My dad is right. It's just the two of us. You can drink whatever you want."
"Then I want white wine. In fact, I don't like drinking foreign wine either," Chen Taizhong muttered, but he felt that this girl was not pretentious or blindly worshiping foreigners, and he felt a little more favorable to her.
The braised mutton tasted really good. Chen Taizhong ate it happily. Jing Ziling's eating style was much more elegant, but the soup was a bit spicy. As she ate, fluffy beads of sweat broke out on her forehead and nose.
.
"Ah ha, you rarely eat vegetables?" Chen Taizhong looked at her with a smile, "I've seen you eat meat, aren't you afraid of turning into a little fat pig?"
"I would rather eat to gain weight," Jing Ziling picked up a napkin, gently wiped the sweat from her temples and forehead, and looked at him proudly, "Haha, but it turns out that no matter how much I eat, I can't gain weight.
"
Chen Taizhong curled his lips and was about to say something when he felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if there was a change in light. Jing Ziling also noticed it. The two looked at each other and looked out the window in shock, only to find that the street lights on the street were extinguished at the same time.
"There's a power outage," Chen Taizhong shook his head and smiled, "Fortunately, the street lights and the hotel's electricity are not on the same line."
Before he could finish his words, he heard a muffled sound in the distance, and there was a power outage in the hotel. The lights in the surrounding shops were turned off at the same time, and he was plunged into darkness where he couldn't even see his fingers.
The sound of "boom-boom" footsteps sounded chaotically, and from the slight flow of air, it could be judged that diners were rushing towards the door.
