Secretary Cheng came to the provincial capital to stay at Zhongzhou International Hotel, rather than the Zhongyuan Hotel he often chose in the past. When it comes to facilities, the two hotels are almost equal. However, Secretary Cheng took great pains to make choices between the two hotels.

The Zhongyuan Hotel was built in the 1950s and was the first provincial reception unit after the capital of Zhongyuan Province moved to Zhongzhou City. It is affiliated with the provincial government reception office. Generally, officials from various municipal governments under Zhongyuan Province will choose to stay at the Zhongyuan Hotel when they come to Zhongzhou City for business operations, which makes the Zhongyuan Hotel actually a symbol and a symbol of identity.

Zhongzhou International Hotel is the most luxurious foreign-related hotel in Zhongzhou City, mainly used to receive foreign guests who come to Zhongyuan Province to visit. Few government officials choose to stay here.

So why did Secretary Cheng take Zhongzhou International Hotel this time? Because the things that Secretary Cheng did to Zhongzhou City this time were not convenient for others to know. Except for his confidant Secretary Zhang, no one in the county knew the real purpose of Secretary Cheng's visit to Zhongzhou City. He chose to come to Zhongzhou International Hotel, so that he could not only avoid the embarrassment of encountering acquaintances, but also not lose his identity as deputy secretary of the county party committee because the hotel facilities in the hotel were too poor.

This is the first time Zhao Changfeng has come to such a high-end hotel. Before that, he had stayed in a small hotel that costs eight yuan a day. However, following Secretary Zhang, Zhao Changfeng was calm and did not have the embarrassment or embarrassment of entering a high-end place for the first time.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Zhao Changfeng was still shocked by the luxury of the room where Secretary Cheng lived. At the front entrance was a huge living room, very high and wide, with a huge oil painting hanging on the wall facing the door. The naked Venus was rising from a huge shell under the protection of a group of angels. The ground was covered with luxurious wool stalls, which could almost flood the feet. The antique mahogany furniture was paired with tall and wide leather sofas.

It looks unique. On the other side of the living room, there is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, which almost occupies the entire wall. Half of the carved golden velvet curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows are opened, and the winter sunshine is shining in. Next to the floor-to-ceiling window is a hollow wooden wall decorated with bright green flowers and wood. Through the gaps between the wooden walls, you can see the refined small bar inside, the crystal clear crystal chandeliers, and a small wine cabinet with five or six bottles of imported foreign wine.

Smelling the faint fragrance in the air, Zhao Changfeng was shocked. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought that a hotel's living room could be decorated so luxuriously. Such decorations were not common even in movie shots. It seems that being an official is good. A deputy secretary of a county party committee remembered a hotel, which was actually such luxurious rooms.

Zhao Changfeng sighed in his heart, but his face did not show it, and there was still a faint reserve.

Secretary Cheng had already welcomed him enthusiastically. He held Zhao Changfeng's hand tightly and shook it back and forth, and shouted affectionately: "Changfeng, Brother Changfeng, I have finally invited you."

He gave Zhao Changfeng to the wide sofa in the middle, and Secretary Cheng sat affectionately beside Zhao Changfeng. Secretary Zhang went to the refrigerator at the corner of the living room and took two bottles of French Evian mineral water on the coffee table on the marble countertop. Then he said to Secretary Cheng: "Secretary Cheng, should you have Western food or Chinese food for lunch?"

Secretary Cheng laughed and said, "Brother Changfeng should make the decision."

Zhao Changfeng has never eaten Western food. He knows that there are many rules for Western food. Although he has learned some rules for eating Western food in magazines, he is not sure when he remembers it accurately. If he makes a joke with Secretary Cheng in Western food, wouldn’t Zhao Changfeng have failed?

"Haha, Secretary Cheng, let's eat Chinese food." Zhao Changfeng smiled faintly, "If we talk about the profoundness of food culture, we are still Chinese food. These foreign foreigners have just come down from the tree and have not completely gotten rid of the eating habit of eating raw meat and drinking blood. What kind of catering culture do you know? It's okay to eat this Western food once by chance. If I eat it often, I can't accept it."

"Yes, yes, Brother Changfeng is right. Look at the appearance of those foreigners, they are like gorillas that have just climbed down from the tree. Do they know what it means to eat?" Secretary Cheng ordered Secretary Zhang: "Let's eat Chinese food. Go to the third floor to book a private room."

Secretary Zhang took the order out.

Secretary Cheng said to Zhao Changfeng: "Brother Changfeng, it's still early, so I'll chat with me first. Wait a while for dinner, Secretary Zhang will come over and call us."

Zhao Changfeng smiled slightly and said, "Secretary Cheng, don't go around any circles. If you come to me, just tell me what you have to do."

Secretary Cheng laughed and praised Zhao Changfeng for his intelligence. No wonder he was able to get into college. He was a hundred times more rude than him, a big man from a military background. He wanted to give Zhao Changfeng a trick, but he didn't expect Zhao Changfeng to see through it at a glance.

Zhao Changfeng didn't say anything, opened the cap of the mineral water bottle, took a sip, leaned his back against the sofa, rested his head on his hands, looked at Secretary Cheng lightly, waiting for him to continue talking.

Secretary Cheng praised Zhao Changfeng for a few words. Seeing that Zhao Changfeng did not respond, he had to continue saying: "Okay, Brother Changfeng, since you are so straightforward, I will open the window and speak loudly. Do you know Governor Zhao?"

Zhao Changfeng immediately sat upright, stared at Secretary Cheng and asked, "Secretary Cheng, who did you hear?"

Secretary Cheng smiled dryly and said, "It doesn't matter who you said, what's important is whether Brother Changfeng knows Governor Zhao?"

In fact, Zhao Changfeng knew without asking, except Secretary Cheng’s fellow villager, Zhao Changfeng’s party branch secretary, who else would tell Secretary Cheng?

"Yes, I know Governor Zhao." Zhao Changfeng leaned against the sofa again and said lightly. He did know Governor Zhao, but it is hard to say whether Governor Zhao knew him or not.

Secretary Cheng nodded happily and said, "It's true!" He moved his fat body to Zhao Changfeng and said to Zhao Changfeng affectionately: "Brother Changfeng, can you do your brother a favor and ask Governor Zhao to say a few words for me?"

"Haha," Zhao Changfeng waved his hand and said to Secretary Cheng: "Secretary Cheng, have you found the wrong person? Let Governor Zhao speak for you. You should go to someone else in this kind of thing, why come to me?"
Chapter completed!