() In late autumn, twilight does not come as late as it does in full bloom. It is only around 6:30 in the evening, and the boundless night is like a large indigo curtain, covering the sky.
The northernmost part of Wude District is probably the least prosperous area in the center of Mingzhu City, at least that's what people in this era thought. Because although the transportation there is excellent, there are few people and no shops, except for everywhere.
There are almost no relics of the visible green trees, rivers, and hills. In this materialistic era, people naturally look down upon them.
And Mr. Xu seems to have an extremely forward-looking vision. Three years ago, he bought a piece of land here. He neither negotiated with the city government like others, asked for policies, turned it into a shopping mall to sell things, nor borrowed money from others.
They used the excuse of recruiting excess workers to allow the government to find conditions and open small factories. However, they only continued to transplant trees, divert water from the canals, carve hills, and build buildings of different styles.
At that time, I don't know how many people saw Xu Longxiang's joke, laughing at him that the Xu family was really in decline because he had such a prodigal son as the head of the family.
But now everyone who is watching the joke is blinded by the titanium dog eyes. Now, the originally barren mountain wilderness has become an existence that they can no longer peep into. On the main roads surrounding it, the city bureau has actually set up a special police station here.
sentry box.
The barren piece of land bought by Xu Longxiang is now only known as Tianzao Pavilion, but few people know what it looks like inside, because there are no high-rise buildings around. Unless you go to heaven, there is no way to see it.
Take a peek inside.
The only thing that those who are interested know clearly is that in the past three years, the prodigal son's reputation has been increasing day by day, but his name has been hidden day by day. It sounds like a contradiction, but it is not, because the prodigal son's reputation is only in the superstructure of the Pearl.
It was so widely circulated in China that the lower class people had almost forgotten the Xu family in Jing'an.
Now, three years have passed, and what was once a wild land has long since changed. With year-by-year expansion and day-by-day decoration, the original single-story buildings of various styles have long since become a community of villas.
And this villa community, coupled with the surrounding tree shades, low mountains and meandering water, has already had a new name. It is called Tianzao Pavilion.
Speaking of Tianzao Pavilion, which is famous in the Pearl's superstructure, strictly speaking, it should be a private enterprise, but it does not operate to the outside world and has no profit. In view of this, the official definition of it is only considered here.
A very large and luxurious home in the Xu family.
It is said to be a family residence, but Mr. Xu calls himself the director of the Tianzao Pavilion Management Committee, which is a very official title.
After the name was announced, some good people even discussed it privately. Mr. Xu must have gone crazy for wanting to be an official. However, as soon as he said this, he was immediately refuted. The refutation said that with the connections and talents of Mr. Xu, he wanted to
If you want to be an official, you will have everything you need. This refutation is reasonable and logical, and the comments of those who do good things will disappear.
Grog, this kind of discussion reached Mr. Xu's ears, but he kept smiling bitterly, because he was the only one who knew best, that the good guy was really right.
Yes, Mr. Xu really aspires to be an official. He has been envious of power since he was a child, and he has also thought that he is very talented.
If Mr. Xu succeeds as an official, he will have to wait for at least twenty or thirty years. By then, Mr. Xu of Jing’an will
The family may have disappeared a long time ago. Therefore, Xu Longxiang had no choice but to take an unconventional path to prop up his family. Therefore, Mr. Xu quit his official career and established Tianzao Pavilion. However, regrets in his heart are unavoidable. When his career is successful,
After that, he gave himself the title of Director Xu to comfort himself.
Although Mr. Xu, Director Xu, is self-proclaimed, among the real pearl superstructures, who doesn’t know that in terms of power, this Director Xu is probably on a par with Secretary Wang of the Municipal Party Committee and Mayor Duan. Even ordinary officials want to see this person.
Director Xu, I'm afraid he can't even touch the door.
Having said this, the question arises, why is Xu Longxiang, a commoner, so famous? The answer naturally lies in Tianzao Pavilion.
It took three years for Tianzao Pavilion to finally take shape. Over the past three years, Xu Longxiang has carefully weaved and planned carefully, from small to large, from complex to simple, and has already built Tianzao Pavilion into a trading and communication platform. As for the specifics,
As for transactions, exchanges, etc., you can make up your own mind.
Just look at how important the platform is, just look at Jack Ma of Taobao in later generations, and you will know. Mr. Xu is also a talented person who can use concepts that are decades ahead of his time to achieve such a great cause. If Xue Xiang understands this matter,
Maybe he was so impressed that he even wondered whether the person named Xu was also a time-traveler.
With such Tianzao Pavilion, Mr. Xu gradually became a success in Mingzhu. In recent years, national policies have improved, and various places that were originally closed are gradually opening up. With Tianzao Pavilion as a support, Mr. Xu's career is really great.
A thousand miles in a day, soaring upwards.
Mr. Xu also knew the beauty of walking in brocade clothes at night, so he always kept a low profile and was cautious in everything. Therefore, his reputation as Mr. Xu became more and more hidden and inconspicuous in Mingzhu, so that Xue Laosan stayed in Mingzhu for several months.
I have never heard anyone mention Director Xu and Mr. Xu.
After Director Xu disappeared, Tianzao Pavilion has gradually raised its reception threshold. It is no longer difficult for ordinary cadres to get in. But as the threshold has been raised, Tianzao Pavilion's momentum has become more and more bullish. I have to say, one peck.
One drink is the most unpredictable.
However, it is late autumn now, and the night wind is still cool. In the Zizhu Pavilion on the left side of Tianzao Pavilion, which is adjacent to the Ningbi Pond, Liu Guoping is lying on an exquisite sandalwood brocade couch, with his arms bare and vigorously exercising, while men are shouting and women are crying.
, breathing heavily and humming, intertwined with each other, composing a harmonious and beautiful movement.
Five minutes later, when the clouds stopped and the rain subsided, Liu Guoping took the cigarette case from the couch, took out the Marlboro, which was always longer and whiter than ordinary cigarettes, held it in his mouth, and just held the lighter to light it, clinker, a snow-white jade arm.
He stretched out from under the quilt and took the lighter. With a squeaking sound, the imported zippo emitted a faint blue flame, instantly burning up a column of smoke.
Liu Guoping took a deep breath and reached out with his other hand to caress the smooth jade back of the beautiful woman in his arms. He sighed: "Zixuan, if only I could have met you twenty years ago!"
The girl named Zixuan giggled and raised her beautiful face, "How old was I when I met you twenty years ago? I didn't know you still had this hobby, Guoping!"
"Naughty!" Liu Guoping gently pinched Zixuan's nose, and sighed: "I just suffered a lot for you, living here in this snail's nest, oh, I'm really sorry for you!"
"Don't say that about Guoping, I am quite content to have you in this life!" Zixuan comforted her warmly.
Liu Guoping flicked the already burned ash column, "The more you act like this, the more I feel sorry for you, my yellow-faced woman. Hey, the words came to my lips several times, but I just didn't dare to say them. I, I
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"Okay, Guoping, stop blaming yourself, and stop saying disappointing things. You only come here once a month. It's a good time and beautiful scenery, but who can enjoy it? Don't let the good spring go to waste!"
"Yes, yes, my Zixuan understands taste, and brother Guoping is here again..."
Amidst the sweet laughter, Liu Guoping turned over again.
Clinker, before Liu Guoping could get in, there was a loud bang and the door was kicked open.
"Scar, you are crazy!"
Startled, Liu Guoping looked at the person who was coming, and started to yell and curse. If he would normally be polite to the lackey around Director Xu, but what time is it now, and who is Liu Guoping? In such a scene,
How can a third person see it and become so angry that he will naturally drink out of his mouth?
The clinker knife ignored him, kicked open the door, and stepped aside. Not long after, Xu Longxiang's body flashed through the door.
Mr. Xu was walking quickly with long strides and a hurried expression. His eyes looked purple from a distance, and his face was extremely scary.
Four or five meters away from the bed, Xu Long smelled an abnormality in his trunk, his eyebrows jumped, and he waved his hand and gestured to Dao Scar. The latter understood and jumped forward in a few steps, throwing a thin blanket to Liu Guoping.
He conveniently copied it on the bed and dragged the girl Zixuan out wrapped in a quilt.
Liu Guoping was a little surprised when Mr. Xu came in. As far as he knew, Mr. Xu was the most rigorous in receiving gifts. He usually smiled and spoke warmly to Mr. Liu and was extremely polite. But this time, Mr. Xu had a handsome face.
His face was twisted as if he had a cramp. Even though Liu Guoping was dissatisfied, he did not dare to say anything.
Because he knows that Mr. Xu seems to be just a businessman doing small business, but in fact he has amazing power inside. From the senior officials of the municipal party committee to the black and white, everyone has made this man have everything he wants. Otherwise, he would have been three years ago.
How could that small Xu's trade be as prosperous as it is now?
"Did you send Xue Xiang to Qingpu County?"
Mr. Xu stood quietly on the bedside and finally spoke, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
"No, it's not!"
Liu Guoping answered subconsciously. It seemed that this slightly evasive answer could avoid Mr. Xu's words like ice arrows. "It was an order from the municipal party committee and Huang Wei conveyed it. However, I guess Huang Wei must have done it secretly."
Push Hand, Long... Director Xu, what’s the problem?”
Liu Guoping just wanted to call out "Dragon Elephant" as usual, but when he came to his mouth, he suddenly changed his words. He didn't understand how to face such a yellow-tongued brat and feel like facing the furious Mayor Duan.
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Mr. Xu waved his hand fiercely, "Did you greet Hai Gouzi and ask him to touch Xue Xiang?"
Liu Guoping tightened the thin blanket, "I just asked over there to teach that kid a lesson, I..."
After only listening to the first half of the sentence and receiving an affirmative answer, Mr. Xu suddenly raised his palm, which frightened Liu Guoping into subconsciously making evasive movements.
Suddenly, Xu Longxiang withdrew his slap again, "Mayor Liu, I'll give you three hours. Within three hours, if anything goes wrong with Xue Xiang, you will be responsible for the consequences. You have to deal with Xue Xiang and I can't control it, but please leave Qingpu County."
, and, Mine No. 3..."
Xu Longxiang was almost speaking through clenched teeth. At this moment, if it weren't for his strong willpower to suppress him, he would have killed Comrade Liu Guoping alive. (To be continued.)
ps: Recently, the weather has been hot, there have been power outages, my thinking has been stagnant, and the plot I have conceived is not good. In addition, the inspection office has deviated somewhat from the mainstream officialdom, resulting in a weak plot, a serious loss of readers, and a sharp decline in results!
Here, I would like to say sorry to everyone. Things will get better in the future. Please continue to support me. Without your support, how can I continue writing? Please, please!