It's a pity that although the organizer had good intentions, how could he hide this little trick from Mr. Huang? With his 96-year-old age, even if he lives at this age, he will most likely become a chicken soon.
Already.
"We're all here, you should relax and look around," he said shakily, and although his voice was not high, it was still loud, "There are not many serious customers here, right?"
Where are there not many? There is not one at all! But who dares to answer that? The middle-aged and elderly people around Mr. Huang looked at each other, and everyone could see the embarrassment on each other's faces.
"Humph," Mr. Huang snorted coldly, raising his hand to wave to a customer, "Come on, young man, come here..." This customer was none other than Zhao Pu from the Development Zone Street Office, the one with pimples on his face who didn't look at Chen Taizhong.
Guy.
Don't look at Zhao Pu's arrogance in front of his colleagues, which makes everyone dislike him, but when it comes to cleverness, he is not ambiguous at all. When he entered the supermarket, he was thinking: How should I perform so that I can be impressed by Mr. Huang?
Noticed?
Not to mention, after much deliberation, he actually came up with a solution, that is: wait at the entrance of the supermarket!
There were quite a few people who had this idea, but this abnormality was discovered by a few secretaries of the Municipal Party Committee Office, who scolded them, and most of them felt that they could not hold it back and left.
Zhao Pu, however, came full circle and came back. The key is to be in position. If he can really be in position, what does it matter whether he has this face or not?
Hearing Mr. Huang's greeting, he pushed an empty shopping cart and walked over pretending to be surprised, "What do you want?"
"You, tell him which unit you are from," Huang Lao pointed at Du Yi, the governor of Tiannan Province beside him.
Zhao Pu was immediately ecstatic, but unfortunately, the next moment, the words coming out of Huang Lao's mouth poured cold water on him, "I don't believe you are a real customer!"
"I..." Zhao Pudeng was dumbfounded. He really couldn't answer this question. As soon as he opened his mouth, he would offend either Mr. Huang or Governor Du. He couldn't afford to offend either of them.
Why do I have to be in the limelight? At this moment, he really regretted it in his heart. What's more terrible is that he is not a quick-witted master, so he was stunned on the spot.
All truths are self-evident at this moment.
"Look, am I right?" Huang Lao glanced at Du Yi, with a "disapproval" expression on his wrinkled face, "But to be honest, even if you are looking for someone, you have to find someone who is pleasing to your eye.
Right? This image is really a bit..."
He shook his head and didn't say any more. He was an old man and he could definitely speak frankly about many things. However, Mr. Huang was kind enough and finally said nothing more.
Zhao Pu succeeded! He finally succeeded in leaving a deep impression on Mr. Huang and Governor Du. Unfortunately, this impression was negative.
Huang Lao thought he was an eyesore, but Governor Du considered that not only was this guy clumsy in speech, but he also seemed to be vilifying the image of a civil servant?
What frightened Zhao Pu the most was the Municipal Party Committee Secretary and Mayor of Fenghuang City, standing far away from Mr. Huang and standing on the edge of the crowd. Based on the livid faces and angry eyes of those two people, it could be deduced without much logic that
This time, I am afraid that I will ruin more than half of my future!
Chen Taizhong didn't notice this place. He was thinking about a question: There are so many goods here. If you put some into the Cuixin Sumeru Ring, no one would be able to find it, right?
However, the dignity of Immortal Luo Tian still made him stop such sneaky thoughts. Forget it, let's spend money to buy it. We don't lack the money.
As for taking the opportunity to get close to Huang Lao, he has not never thought about this idea. It will make his career smooth sailing, but to be honest, he always feels that he is also the master of immortals who walks sideways, and deliberately creates an environment to
Is it worth currying favor with a mortal? Is it worth it?
He had some respect for Mr. Huang, but that was because of his contribution to the Republic. As for his status, he didn't think he was inferior.
These two ideas were a bit contradictory, but he soon realized that anyway, there were many people trying to get close to Mr. Huang, including me. If they really wanted to get close, the probability of success would be extremely low.
It was with this understanding or excuse that he didn't bother to join in the fun. Thinking of his last trip to the supermarket, Secretary Zhang felt that he didn't buy anything for his parents, so he finally started to concentrate on shopping.
So, while others were pretending, our Chen Daxian was concentrating on shopping, such as milk powder, walnut powder, and health care products for middle-aged and elderly people. When he saw them, he put them in the shopping cart.
Not long after, there was a lot of stuff piled up in his shopping cart. Seeing him like this, an old man in his sixties couldn't help but turn around and ask the middle-aged woman next to him, "Sister, what is the upper limit of our shopping this time?"
How much is it?"
"One hundred, any excess will be paid by you," the older girl answered simply.
The old man frowned and walked towards Chen Taizhong, "Ha, you bought so many things? Let's see... Hey, why are they all for middle-aged and elderly people?"
"I bought it for my parents," Chen Taizhong replied calmly. The old man must belong to some neighborhood committee. He didn't hide his thoughts. "I'm busy with work and finally came to the supermarket. Why don't you buy more?"
"But there will be no reimbursement for more than one hundred," the old man said a little strangely, "Isn't it... that you only have five hundred?"
What are you talking about? Chen Taizhong immediately felt unhappy and stared at the old man coldly. However, the old man showed no sign of weakness and looked directly at him without avoiding him at all.
"Hi," Chen Taizhong sneered, not bothering to explain more, and replied in a nonchalant manner, "I see you are not too young. Do you want your children and grandchildren to be that kind of person?"
After saying this, he didn't even say hello, he pushed the trolley and walked away, leaving the old man alone in a daze.
"Brother Huang," a middle-aged man, not much younger than this one, walked up to the side, "are you here? Make it easy for me to find you."
