Yulong Villa has a total of seventeen buildings. Each building is hidden among the mountains. It is difficult to see each other. From the outside, they all look like ordinary two-story small buildings, but the things inside are what they should be.

Some have them all, and some are all top-notch and extremely luxurious.

Yue Shangao took Zeng Yi and the two into a small building and said: "The first floor is the living room, kitchen, and two bedrooms, which can accommodate nannies and security guards; the second floor is the study and master bedroom. There are many things here.

, are all newly replaced, all of the highest specifications. In addition, we also checked some information and made some adjustments based on Mr. Qiao’s habits.”

Zeng Yi was a little speechless. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that this place would be so luxurious. Almost every furnishing was exquisite.

It's hard to understand why such a luxurious and comfortable place couldn't keep those old chiefs. Zeng Yi was wondering if the excessive luxury made the old chiefs a little uncomfortable. At least Zeng Yi felt that there was no life here.

The smell is like that of an Arabian royal family.

"Isn't it a bit too luxurious?" Zeng Yi said what was in his heart.

"Luxury?" Yue Shangao was stunned, and then shook his head, "We are already very conservative here. Other economically developed provinces are many times better than this one!"

Zeng Yi said silently, there really is no best, only better. He walked up and down in a circle, but he still felt that the atmosphere of life was not enough. If a veteran cadre comes to travel, this atmosphere is okay, but if he is staying at home

The atmosphere in elderly care is not right.

When Zeng Yi came to the study room, he looked at a large calligraphy hanging on the wall: "With the world in mind and the common people at heart", the pen was written with extraordinary momentum.

"Whose calligraphy is this?" Zeng Yi asked.

"It's a masterpiece by the great calligrapher Yangming!" Yue Shangao introduced.

"Withdraw it, it's best to replace it with one of Mr. Qiao's own calligraphy!" Zeng Yi said. From his grandfather's notes, Zeng Yi knew that Mr. Qiao was also a calligraphy enthusiast. The most conceited thing in his life was himself.

He has learned calligraphy. When he was young, his room was filled with his own works. It is difficult for him to appreciate the works of contemporary calligraphers. If you hang a masterpiece by someone else here, do you want him to observe and learn from it?

?

Yue Shangao was a little confused. He looked at the calligraphy and didn't see anything wrong. No matter the style of writing or the meaning, they were all very good. Old Yangming's calligraphy was worth a million dollars, and just this calligraphy

, it was only possible through a lot of connections in the province.

The bookcases in the study room are full of books, many of which are thread-bound. Most of the contents are about politics, philosophy, religion, and culture, and are relatively in-depth.

Zeng Yi added: "Let's find some economic books and put them up." What Mr. Qiao was most proud of was that when he served as the secretary of the provincial party committee of a certain province, he turned a backward and poor province into an economically open and active province.

So at least he is a person who understands economics, which is also a big reason why Mr. Qiao was able to enter the center.

Yue Shangao had no objection and readily agreed.

"In addition, it would be best to find some records and tapes about Bangzi Opera. The older the better, keep them in the study!"

Yue Shangao looked at Zeng Yi and wondered whether this young man knew Mr. Qiao? But from the information he collected, he had never heard that Mr. Qiao liked bangzi opera.

This aspect is just the opposite of calligraphy. Qiao Wende is quite proud of his calligraphy. If you want to give him a work by a contemporary master, there will only be one consequence. This work will never see the light of day, and you

Qiao Wende's future will also come to an end in his heart. He will think that you are mocking his calligraphy for not being good enough. On the contrary, if you praise his calligraphy and ask him for a calligraphy in vain, he may not give it to you.

, but I must be very happy, thinking that I have met a soulmate.

As for Bangzi Opera, Qiao Wende likes it, but he can't sing it. His voice is not rich enough and he can't sing the charm of Bangzi Opera, but he just likes the majestic charm because he has never sung it in front of outsiders, so

Few people know his preferences.

Entering the bedroom, Zeng Yi stretched out his hand and pressed the bed twice, and said: "This soft bed is not good, it must be replaced with a hard bed!" This is a medical record in Grandpa's notes. Qiao Wende's waist was injured and he could not sleep on a soft bed.

Yue Shangao wrote them down one by one and asked: "Is there anything else that needs to be corrected?"

Zeng Yi shook his head, "The layout here is very good, but I always feel that it is missing a breath of life."

The muscles on Yue Shangao's face twitched. The breath of life. If you can create the breath of life, what is the difference between it and ordinary people? This young man is still young and inexperienced. In this regard, he would rather be high-level than low-level.

I would rather let the boss criticize you for being too extravagant than let the boss start to resent you for not respecting and paying enough attention to him after seeing it.

After leaving the small building, there is a cultivated vegetable patch in front of the small building. Growing vegetables is secondary. The main thing is to find something for the old leader to do. It is also quite pleasant to be able to eat vegetables grown by oneself. Almost.

Every old leader requires a vegetable patch like this, where he can experience life and exercise his muscles.

There was nothing in the vegetable patch in front of me, but it was kept very clean.

"It doesn't look good if it's empty here. It's best to find some hot peppers and plant them in!" Zeng Yi explained this time, "I heard that Mr. Qiao likes spicy food, no matter how spicy it is!"

Yue Shangao quickly wrote it down. If the news is true, this is quite important information.

The three of them left the small building and walked towards the administration building of Yulong Villa. On the way, Yue Shangao winked at Wang Jinzhu.

Wang Jinzhu understood what it meant and said: "Expert Zeng, this is your first time here. Do you want to find someone to accompany you for a walk on the mountain? You may not know that the scenery of Yulong Mountain is unique in our Rongcheng city."

Second to none.”

When Zeng Yi heard this, he said: "That's fine, I just want to go for a walk in the mountains. I've been stuck in the city recently and I just want to get some fresh air."

Yue Shangao immediately took out the phone and gave two instructions. After a while, a young man in his twenties ran over and Yue Shangao said: "Xiao Wei, you accompany Expert Zeng in the villa and for a walk on the mountain."

Let’s go, we must let Expert Zeng have fun.”

"Director, don't worry!" Xiao Wei stretched out his hand and said affectionately: "Expert Zeng, please come this way. I am the most familiar with the situation here."

Watching Zeng Yi leave, Yue Shangao took out his notebook and discussed with Wang Jinzhu, "Expert Zeng has put forward so many opinions, Director Wang, what do you think we should do?"

Wang Jinzhu didn't express his opinion, only said: "Expert Zeng was personally appointed by Director Feng!"

Yue Shangao immediately understood that since Director Feng appointed it, it must have a meaning. Maybe the opinion of expert Zeng was based on Mr. Qiao's preferences, and it seemed that it needed to be rectified.

"How about preparing both hands?" Yue Shangao looked at Wang Jinzhu. What he meant was to prepare two houses. Mr. Qiao could live in whichever one he liked.

"Director Yue has rich experience in this aspect, so it is not convenient for me to get involved."

Yue Shangao secretly scolded Wang Jinzhu, old fox, you don't dare to bear such a small amount of responsibility, no wonder you are still the director of the department. In comparison, that expert Zeng is much better. At least he can say whatever he sees.

, with an open mind.

Yue Shangao made up his mind and followed Zeng Yi's advice to build another small building. Anyway, the facilities in the house were all ready-made. It only had Mr. Qiao's name on it. I'm afraid it would be a bit difficult. There is no such thing in this villa.

"Director Wang, Mr. Qiao's name is still up to you," Yue Shangao said.

"Well, I'll take care of this when I get back, and try to get it done as soon as possible!" This was Wang Jinzhu's responsibility, and he didn't dare to refuse, so he agreed.

Zeng Yi walked around the mountain and found that the scenery of Yulong Mountain is indeed very beautiful. The springs are gurgling, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, and the cool breeze is refreshing. It is indeed a good place for recuperation. The vegetation on the mountain is also very lush and rich, and even

There are many rare varieties, probably because few people come here. Zeng Yi saw a lot of Chinese herbal medicines along the way.

When we returned from the mountain, it was almost evening, and Yue Shangao prepared a table of wine and food for Feitian Moutai. Although the food was not big fish or meat, it was definitely a taste that could not be eaten elsewhere.

Zeng Yi also had to admit that the chefs at Yulong Villa were indeed superior. Even a simple side dish was different. Not only was it delicious, but the shape was so exquisite that you couldn't bear to destroy it with your chopsticks.

After dinner, Director Wang sent Zeng Yi back to Rongcheng. By the time he arrived at the clinic, it was already getting dark.

A military-branded off-road vehicle parked in front of the clinic. As soon as Zeng Yi got out of the car, Tang Weiguo came over and said with a hearty smile: "Dr. Zeng, I, Tang, have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"It's Director Tang!" Zeng Yi almost didn't recognize him. Yesterday Tang Weiguo didn't wear a military uniform and looked domineering and arrogant, like a gangster boss. Today he wore a military uniform and looked solemn and majestic again.

"Dr. Zeng's medicine was so effective that my brother took one dose and he is much better now!" Tang Weiguo stepped forward and said, "Thank you for ignoring the past grudges. I, Lao Tang, admire you very much. If you don't mind, let's have a drink together tonight.

, my treat!”

Zeng Yi touched his belly, "I just came back from dinner!"

"After the meal is just right, we can drink as much as we want without worrying about hurting our stomach!" Tang Weiguo said nothing and pulled Zeng Yi to the door of his car.

Zeng Yi had no choice but to say hello to Wang Jinzhu, "Director Wang, thank you for sending it back. We will contact you later!"

"Let's go, let's go!" Wang Weiguo pushed Zeng Yi into the car, then got into the driver's seat excitedly and said, "A few brothers heard that Dr. Zeng is very skilled, so they are already waiting!"

When Zeng Yi heard this, he thought to himself, are you inviting me to drink? It sounded like you were going to start a fight.
Chapter completed!