Su Xiaohong continued: "I originally wanted to make it like an ancient restaurant, but later I thought that if it was true, selling foreign wine here wouldn't it be a bad thing to sell dog meat with the title of sheep. Later, when I went on a business trip to Shanghai, I saw that there was such a style bar on the Bund, so I came up with this idea, which looked like an old Shanghai, which was very nostalgic and could be integrated into the overall atmosphere of the old street, so I would not look abrupt."

Qin Qing nodded and said, "It's really good. Miss Su must have studied the culture of old Shanghai."

Fang Wennan smiled and said: "Manager Su was a top student in the interior design department of Southeast Academy of Fine Arts before in business. She is very good at decoration. Now our Shengshi Group's design department is still under her supervision."

Zhang Yang also realized that Su Xiaohong had such abilities. She looked at her as if she had known her again.

Su Xiaohong smiled and said, "Don't praise me like this. I'm so proud. By the way, the bar just hired some actors, and they are all in the probation period. I'll let them perform for you!"

Su Xiaohong waved to the girl in a short skirt in the distance. After a while, the curtain in the middle of the stage slowly opened, and the melodious music sounded. Six girls wearing top hats, tuxedoes, and shorts and stockings underneath danced to the music. They were all dancing Broadway dances in the 1920s and 1930s.

Qin Qing looked at the performance on the stage and suddenly felt like she was re-recognizing Su Xiaohong. At the beginning, she thought Su Xiaohong was just a secular person, but she didn't expect that her inner self was so rich.

Zhang Yang and Fang Wennan got together and talked about the Third Ring Road Project. He talked about Zhou Yunfan's batch of construction machinery.

Fang Wennan has been famous for Zhou Yunfan for a long time. He knew that Zhou Yunfan was a man who was both black and white in Dongjiang. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang also had a relationship with him. He whispered: "Zhou Yunfan's foundation may not be very clean."

Zhang Yang said: "He used this batch of construction machinery to pay off debts from Dongjiang Construction Machinery Factory. The procedures are complete, so there should be no problem."

Fang Wennan said: "If the procedures are legal, there is no problem with using his. Anyway, our needs are very large, so he must keep it to the lowest price!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I won't ask about business. He should come back in a few days. I'll set up a bridge. You can talk about the specific matters!"

Fang Wennan nodded. At this time, the performance on the stage was at its peak. Zhang Yang looked up and couldn't help but say, "I said, why don't you actors wear skirts? Is it a bit erotic?"

Su Xiaohong spat: "Zhang Chu, I found that you are really feudal. Now you wear more clothes on the street than this. They are all legitimate performances, so how can you get pornographic elements? You don't know how to appreciate it!"

Qin Qing also smiled and said, "I think it's okay!"

After the dancers stepped down, the music became soft and melodious. A girl wearing a blue cheongsam walked onto the stage and sang softly in front of the microphone: "...Yelaixiang...I sing for you...Yelaixiang..."

Qin Qing was immersed in this atmosphere full of nostalgia and a faint sadness, as if he was really in the old Shanghai in the 1920s and 1930s.

Su Xiaohong dragged Fang Wennan down the dance floor and danced to the music.

Qin Qing looked at Zhang Yang, and Zhang Daren looked at the beauty county magistrate and swallowed. From the lust in this guy's eyes, he could see that he had no feeling of nostalgia at all. Indeed, it was a dream that you let a person who came from the Great Sui Dynasty feel nostalgia in the bar in the old Shanghai feeling. Qin Qing didn't know his origin. Women all like romance, especially in this nostalgic atmosphere. She whispered: "Don't you want to invite me to dance?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "That...I can't!" What a shameful sentence.

Qin Qing took the initiative to hold his hand and walked towards the dance floor. Zhang Yang knew nothing else. He hugged and hugged him was his strong point. His hands had already wrapped around Qin Qingying's slender waist. Qin Qing's pretty face heated up and he whispered: "I'll teach you..."

That night, Qin Qing followed Zhang Yang to No. 27 Cuihu Yujing on the shore of Yayun Lake. Zhang Yang is currently living here. Perhaps the romantic atmosphere that night stimulated Qin Qing. Secretary Meiren'er was particularly crazy. At three o'clock in the morning, the two were still entangled with naked bodies.

Qin Qing gently tapped Zhang Yang's nose and said, "You are so stupid. You have stepped on me eleven times!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "If you have time in the future, teach me to dance. I must become a master of dance forest!"

Qin Qing spat and said, "I won't teach you. I'll teach you that you have more skills in coaxing girls."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I am very tasteful, but I am not a person who picks up the basket and is full of dishes!"

Qin Qing couldn't help laughing, spread his arms and hugged his body, put his pretty face on his chest, and whispered: "You live in a villa and drive a good car. Are you a little silly? Be careful that someone will make a report from you!"

Zhang Yang said: "Don't worry, everything is not mine. I borrowed it, and it is not illegal to borrow it. In fact, I think it's not easy to have these things. Just help people see a doctor and get some medical fees, and all of them are here."

Of course Qin Qing knew Zhang Yang's amazing medical skills. If he wanted to make money with medical skills, not to mention millions, even billions were possible. She whispered: "Su Xiaohong is not simple, Fang Wennan is also an extremely smart person. You should be more careful when dealing with them."

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Fang Wennan is very smart. Although he treats me well, he must have something to hide from me. For example, his relationship with Hong Weiji, and the secret that the command of the Third Ring Road Project fell into Li Changyu's hands, he knew it immediately, and it must have been through Hong Weiji's path."

Qin Qing had much better understanding and analytical skills of political issues than Zhang Yang. She whispered: "Some day ago, someone reported Secretary Hong to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Although it was left unresolved, there was a saying that there was no wind and no waves. The relationship between Secretary Hong and Fang Wennan should be extraordinary."

Zhang Yang said: "Hong Weiji has always been a person who is not concerned about his own affairs. He wants to stay out of everything. He wants Fang Wennan to take over the Third Ring Road Project, but he is unwilling to come forward, so he handed over the command to Li Changyu and then revealed the news to Fang Wennan in advance."

Qin Qing was no longer surprised by this kind of trick in the officialdom and sighed: "It's a pity that he still didn't separate himself from him!"

Zhang Yang said: "Sometimes I really want to ask Fang Wennan what is his relationship with Hong Weiji? Also, is this Su Xiaohong Hong Hong the mistress of Hong Weiji?"

Qin Qing smiled and said, "You can't ask about this kind of thing!"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "I don't like Hong Weiji. Such a person is too hypocritical and has a strong desire to revenge!"

Even in front of Zhang Yang, Qin Qing didn't like to comment on the leader. She whispered: "Everyone has his own way of doing things, and Secretary Hong has changed a lot recently."

Zhang Yang smiled disdainfully and said, "His change lies in his anger and anger. He wanted to establish his authority through the affairs of the health system, but he almost became the target of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. I think he just wanted to use this matter to establish his authority and use this matter to fight revenge."

Qin Qing said: "Anyway, you will not have any intersection with him. Your work is limited to the Tourism Bureau. It is mainly to do a good job in Jiangcheng tourism development. It is better to take less care of the upper level. Besides..." She paused for a moment and said: "Zuo Yongjun is fine, you don't have to worry..." This sentence still has a bit of sour smell.

Zhang Yang gently stroked her hair: "I helped Zuo Zhengjun because of Zuo Xiaoqing!"

"I know!"

"Sister Qing, she seems to be much farther from me when she comes back this time..."

The renovation project of the ancient city wall was going smoothly, and the Tibetan Bing Cave had basically been cleaned up. Zhang Yang inspected and then came to the corner building of the ancient city wall. Jia Jingyan, director of the Tourism Bureau, and Jiang Qingshan, deputy director, were enjoying the cool inside. Seeing Zhang Yang coming, Jiang Qingshan took a bottle of water and handed it to him. Zhang Yang unscrewed the bottle cap and siped: "The repair of the ancient city wall is going well, and the old street is also underway. According to preliminary estimates, it will be opened to the public by the end of the year!"

Jiang Qingshan said: "Director Zhang, I am about to tell you about this matter, and we are discussing the application for scenic spot level."

Zhang Yang said: "5a is probably bad, 4a should be fine."

Jia Jingyan said: "Nanlin Temple should be OK!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Nanlin Temple is the leader of the Cultural Relics Bureau, and we can't control the matters there!"

Jia Jingyan said: "Lao Qiu from the Cultural Relics Bureau has often come here to complain in the past two days that the project was not going smoothly. The workers in the textile factory often cause trouble. They gave it to the backyard of Nanlin Temple, and they also piled up materials. The relationship between the two sides was very stiff."

Zhang Yang had no good feelings for Qiu Changzai and sneered: "Aren't he quite capable? Let him deal with it by himself!"

While talking, a man came here in a panic. It was Jiang Le from the Market Development Department. He shouted from afar: "Judge Jia, Jiang, Zhang, and Nanlin Temple are fighting again!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Does it have anything to do with you? Why do I think you are a little gloating?"

Jiang Le took a breath and drank it with a bottle of water on his own. Then he told them the whole story. It turned out that the workers from the Nanlin Temple construction site ran to the textile factory to steal things. As a result, a group of people from the textile factory security department found the construction site, and the stolen people were captured, so they beat people on the spot.

Jia Jingyan frowned and said, "There are so many things happening in Nanlin Temple!"

Zhang Yang shook his head and was about to propose to go to dinner when the phone suddenly rang. He picked up and saw that it was Li Changyu's phone. He walked aside to answer the phone and said respectfully: "Document Mayor Li, what instructions do you have?"

Li Changyu's voice was very serious: "Zhang Yang, you must have a holistic view. Whether it is Nanlin Temple or the ancient city wall, it is an indispensable part of Jiangcheng's tourism development. As a cadre of the Tourism Bureau, you must treat everyone equally, not be biased, and not cause trouble!"

Zhang Yang was confused when he heard this, Damn, where is this the hell? What does Li Changyu mean by saying this? Could it be that the storm in Nanlin Temple is related to him? Zhang Yang thought of this layer and became angry: "What am I doing? I have been stuck on the ancient city wall construction site these two days, and I haven't even gone to the Nanlin Temple!"

"Isn't this a bias?"

"The project command of Nanlin Temple is Qiu Changzai, the other party's Garden and Cultural Relics Bureau. Is it my turn to intervene?"

"I don't care! Now something happened in Nanlin Temple. Your Tourism Bureau is responsible. I just want to see the result. You can deal with it..." He paused and said, "Director Qiu has someone to beat him!"

Zhang Yang hung up the phone and felt depressed. Qiu Chang was beaten to do nothing about him. What did Li Changyu hear? He couldn't listen to the wind and rain, and he could just rest on his head.

Jia Jingyan and the others also saw that Zhang Yang looked bad, and Jiang Le asked carefully: "Chief Zhang, what instructions do you have?"

Zhang Yang said: "Let's go with me to Nanlin Temple!"

Both Jia Jingyan and Jiang Qingshan didn't like to cause trouble, and they just pretended that they didn't hear it.

Zhang Yang and Jiang Le came to Nanlin Temple. The incident had subsided. The local police station was investigating. The cause was that a worker at the Nanlin Temple construction site took advantage of the darkness to steal some tools. He was discovered by the textile factory security department. The security department staff chased him, but was beaten by the worker's fellow villager. So the matter naturally became a big deal. As the commander-in-chief of the project, Qiu Changzai wanted to calm the matter down. He had good intentions. Originally, the worker didn't steal much, and he didn't want to delay the progress of the project, but it was fine if he didn't come forward. As soon as he came forward, the textile factory pointed the finger at him and beat him up. Speaking of which, Qiu Changzai was also unlucky. He was not in charge of the project command for a while and had been beaten twice. The last time he was hit by someone.

The police station did not think it was a big deal and took away the workers who stole things, but in this way, the workers on the construction site were unwilling to do so. They all came from the same local engineering team. Seeing that the fellow villagers were arrested, the group of people beaten people in the textile factory were fine, and they were all indignant. The workers had no other way to confront each other, so they could only protest by strike.

Zhang Yang came to the place between Nanlin Temple and the textile factory and took a look. On the one hand, the workers were spontaneously organizing the walls to build. Monk Sanbao was protruding his head there. He was so depressed, but he didn't dare to come forward to stop him. Seeing Zhang Yang, he hurried over as if he had seen a great savior, and said happily: "Director Zhang, you have finally come. Look, the city has already assigned the land to our Nanlin Temple, and they have surrounded it again."

Zhang Yang saw that one of the workers who built the walls he knew, Xu Guangda, an old worker who negotiated with the factory that day. Zhang Yang walked over with a smile: "Isn't this Master Xu?"

Xu Guangda raised his head and remembered Zhang Yang, a young cadre from the Tourism Bureau. He negotiated on behalf of the textile factory that day. Zhang Yang impressed him deeply. I remembered that Zhang Yang said a lot of words about maintaining the textile factory. He still had some good feelings for Zhang Yang. Xu Guangda nodded: "Director Zhang!"

Zhang Yang took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes from his pocket and gave each of them one: "Everyone smokes and take a break!"

These workers didn't want to take it, but they saw that it was soft China. Besides, Chairman Mao taught us that sugar-coated shells are not afraid of, just take off the sugar-coated shells and shoot them back.

Zhang Yang took the initiative to light a cigarette for Xu Guangda. Seeing that although he was young, he was also a state cadre after all. He was so polite to him, his favorability increased a little.

Zhang Yang said: "Master Xu, I came to understand the situation on behalf of the municipal government. A few days ago, haven't we both agreed? Why did this happen again?"

Xu Guangdao: "Director Zhang, the compensation problem of the textile factory has not been implemented yet. Since the wall of this courtyard was knocked down and the municipal government has assigned our backyard to Nanlin Temple. We often lost things in our factory. Yesterday, we caught a current comrades from the security department came to catch the thief, but they beat them up. Tell me, is there any truth? Their Nanlin Temple project is important, but the production of our textile factory doesn't matter? Their construction workers are important, so do we workers be bullied?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Nothing is there! They are all contributing to national development, why bother so clearly?"

Xu Guangdao: "The most annoying thing is Director Qiu. He ran over and threatened us, saying that we were beating people was a crime and asked the police to arrest us all."

Zhang Yang sighed and said, "Master Xu, no matter what the reason is, you shouldn't hit people. Once the nature of the hit people changes, the city has made a lot of concessions. The demolition of the textile factory has been postponed again and again. Your factory should also think about it for the city."

While speaking, factory director Zhang Zhongxiang came over with several middle-level cadres. He scolded angrily: "Who asked you to build a wall? What are you doing? Are you openly confronting the government?"

A worker said lazily: "Put it down!"

Zhang Zhongxiang said angrily: "Nonsense, go back to me!" He saw Zhang Yang, then changed his face and walked over and said: "Director Zhang, are you here too?"

Zhang Yang said helplessly: "Do you think I want to come? You beat Director Qiu, and the city asked me to clean up this mess."

Zhang Zhongxiang said: "This incident was an accident!"

Zhang Yang didn't have much affection for Zhang Zhongxiang. As the head of a factory, he was not restraining his subordinates and things were endless. I really don't know why the city asked him to stay in this position. Zhang Yang said: "There are too many accidents in the textile factory. By the way, the city has decided to relocate part of the textile factory. Why haven't you started to implement it yet?" After the last incident, the city and Wenyuan District comprehensively considered the actual situation of the textile factory and finally decided to relocate part of the textile factory. First, the key workshops were retained to ensure normal production. The other auxiliary departments would stop working and relocate first. After the factory buildings in the development zone were completely built, they would be relocated. This is the best solution to take care of the interests of both parties.

Zhang Zhongxiang said, "The relocation has begun, but it is not so easy to move the old factory that has been decades old." At noon, Zhang Zhongxiang invited Zhang Yang to have dinner at the factory canteen.

Zhang Yang refused without hesitation, thinking that the current situation of the textile factory has a lot to do with Zhang Zhongxiang.

After leaving Nanlin Temple, Jiang Le proposed to take Zhang Yang to dinner. Since Zhang Yang came back, the young people wanted to invite the boss to dinner, but there was no chance. Zhang Yang did not refuse and nodded, "Let's go and La Changhong!"

The reason why Zhang Yang chose to go to La Changhong was because the owner of the hotel was Li Xiangjun, who was the son of executive vice mayor Li Changyu. Zhang Yang chose it to take care of his business. Recently, the guest meals from the Market Development Department of the Tourism Bureau have basically been designated there.

Zhang Yang's jeep appeared in La Changhong's parking lot, and Li Xiangjun smiled and greeted him. He was 23 years old this year and had no interest in academics since he was a child. Under the supervision of his father, he finally finished high school and went to Jiangcheng Institute of Technology. After graduation, Li Changyu originally arranged for him to go to work in the agency, but this guy was devoted to making money and opened this hotel without Li Changyu's consent. He was not from this industry, so the hotel was also in disgrace in its early opening.

Li Changyu said he ignored him, but when he saw it, he was anxious for his son, and he hinted that many people came to support him. Zhang Yang was one of them. With so much help, La Changhong's business naturally improved a lot. When Zhang Yang arrived, more than ten cars had parked in front of the hotel, two of which were from the municipal government.
To be continued...