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Chapter 1860 [Fang Wenping's birthday! 】

noon.

Qingluan Mountain.

There is a reason why Dong Xuebin is where he is today. He is a persistent person, very stubborn, and will do what he believes in. It can also be seen from his current posture that he can find a piece of land buried underground in a vast mountain.

It was almost impossible to find the ancient tomb, but Dong Xuebin found it from morning to noon. He was not idle for four or five hours on the mountain, digging wherever he went, although in the end he was full of

He was covered in stinking sweat and mud, but he still enjoyed it.

Hungry?

Bear with it!

Dong Xuebin continued to search.

At this time, Xie Huilan called.

Dong Xuebin took a look, shook off the mud on his hand, picked up the phone, "Huilan, tell me what you want, I'm busy here."

Xie Huilan on the other end laughed, "Is work more important than your sister Xie?"

Dong Xuebin smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you are important. How is the child?"

"Both of us are fine. Haha, I'm quite worried about you. How about it? Now you know it's not easy to be the leader, right?" Xie Huilan said.

Dong Xuebin hummed and said: "Why is it not easy? Is it difficult for me? I'm not bragging to you. I've only been in office for a few days. Now I have a complete grasp of the situation in the county. What?

The county magistrate and deputy secretary are not my size at all."

Xie Huilan smiled and said: "You kid, just brag. Listen to how out of breath you are. You've only been there for a few days and you're already so exhausted? It's not you, Sister Xie, who's criticizing you. You're fine with the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. You don't want to wait. You have to go there."

You run away from the county, but you still have to run to the Fang family's boundary. Aren't you full and what are you doing? Now you feel the pressure? I have advised you a long time ago, but you don't listen to me. Now you feel the pressure

Are you suffering?"

Dong Xuebin said speechlessly: "I have other things to do now. I'm not tired from work. Don't believe me. I said I have controlled the situation. You don't know what your husband is capable of? Don't tell me yet.

If you are sarcastic, I will tell you that I will still say the same thing, and I will definitely get it for you to look at at the deputy director level before long."

Xie Huilan said: "Where can I find someone who is deputy director at the age of 26 or 7? At my age, I am still deputy director."

"You are you and I am me. Anyway, just wait and see." There is nothing that Dong Xuebin can't say to his wife. He knows that many people are not optimistic about his transfer this time, and there are also many of his enemies.

Gloating about the misfortune. Dong Xuebin will tell them with practical actions this time.

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone.

Although Dong Xuebin and Huilan can't see each other often, their phone calls are still open and they don't have much to talk about. He still has something to do here.

It wasn't until 12:30 noon that Dong Xuebin didn't eat lunch because he was too active. He accidentally slipped and sat on the hillside. Then he felt tired. He wiped the smelly sweat with a breath and clicked.

I picked up a cigarette, leaned against a tree, and started smoking slowly. It was too hard to find this numbness. It was obviously luck for the villagers to find it. Dong Xuebin originally thought it was very simple. But now it seems that is not the case at all.

Why haven't the villagers from decades ago been found? Why haven't the villagers from more than ten years ago been found? Only discovered this year? This is just an accident, a coincidence, and Dong Xuebin came with a purpose, so the probability is definitely

It won't work. Unless he stays on Qingluan Mountain for a few years, that's pretty much it.

Dong Xuebin is more persistent, but he is not a fool. After struggling all morning, he finally understood the situation clearly. There is no way for your mother to find this. He can only wait for the villagers to find it. It will take a few months.

At least it is better than being so foolish as myself, and the key to stopping Dong Xuebin is that Dong Xuebin is afraid that his appearance and certain factors will affect his future development. When Dong Xuebin was at the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection,

The future that Xuebin saw was that the villagers found the ancient tomb in the Tige county-level city of Jiao Neighboring County, but now that Dong Xuebin is here, this future itself will have a certain degree of impact. If he is seen digging indiscriminately in the mountains again,

, will definitely have a greater impact on the future. If the future is really changed a little, Dong Xuebin will have no place to cry.

No ancient tomb found?

Or did you find out years later?

Then Dong Xuebin’s purpose of coming here will be completely ruined!

After much deliberation, Dong Xuebin, who was covered in mud, threw away those tools, put out his cigarette butts, and walked down the mountain on a path, not prepared to change the impact on the future.

Today is in vain.

Now I am hungry, tired and dirty.

I am really good at it, but I was stupid enough to dig in such a big mountain for so long. Forget it, I just thought of it as a physical exercise. I haven’t done much exercise in many days.

However, after arriving at the foot of the mountain, Dong Xuebin encountered a very depressing problem. There were very few taxis here because Qingluan Mountain was not as good as Qing'e Mountain. It was not a tourist place and there were few residents. It was in the outer suburbs.

It was in the outskirts, and there were not many cars visible at all. After occasionally seeing a few empty cars, the other party did not dare to stop when they saw that Dong Xuebin was covered in dirt and mud, and drove away, probably because he was afraid that Dong Xuebin would do something wrong.

Dong Xuebin was speechless because they had a car of rubbish. After waiting for a long time, he still couldn't get a taxi. He had to walk a long way to a very dilapidated small station here, and was ready to take a long-distance bus back.

With this appearance, he couldn't ask the driver Xiao Wang to pick him up. Dong Xuebin couldn't explain it to others if they saw him, and he was a bit too faceless.

Just as I was about to buy a ticket, my phone rang.

Dong Xuebin originally thought it was Su Yan calling, but he was startled when he saw the number. It was Fang Wenping's number.

With doubts, Dong Xuebin answered, "Province Fang?"

"Where?" Fang Wenping asked coldly.

Dong Xuebin said helplessly: "What's going on outside? Are you okay?"

Fang Wenping said directly: "Come to my house today. It's my birthday. Xiaoling comes here to celebrate me every year. Now that she has been transferred here, I don't know anyone. Come on!"

Dong Xuebin said, "Your birthday?"

"Don't want to?" Fang Wenping said: "Forget it!"

The call was cut off immediately, giving Dong Xuebin no chance to speak.

Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly and quickly called back. After ringing for a long time, the other side answered. When Fang Wenping said "What are you doing?", Dong Xuebin immediately said: "It's not that I don't want to, I'm just surprised. Look at you.

Ahem, what's that? I'll go over there right now, can you send me the address on your mobile phone?"

"Got it." The call was disconnected again.

Dong Xuebin shook his head to himself. This old Fang was so indifferent to others. With her attitude, Dong Xuebin couldn't tell her at the moment that he would wait until he went home to change clothes. He could only do this.

Went.


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