Chapter 342: The Emperor is not short of hungry soldiers

I enjoyed the drinks, and both Zhang Hongxin and Director Luo were a little taller.

Zhao Changfeng helped Zhang Hongxin solve the situation in Beijing without leaving any future troubles. Zhang Hongxin always wanted to repay Zhao Changfeng once, but he couldn't find the opportunity, and he felt a little uneasy. Zhao Changfeng knew the truth that giving great kindness was like making a great grudge. Since he had such an opportunity, he would not let it go, so he invited Zhang Hongxin over. Zhang Hongxin found such a rare opportunity, naturally did his best to help Zhao Changfeng accomplish this, which was also considered to get rid of his heart. So he put down his figure and deliberately won over Director Luo at the dinner table.

Director Luo usually sees the director talking carefully in front of Zhang Hongxin, for fear of offending the celebrities in front of Governor Wu. The celebrities like Zhang Hongxin are the most afraid of the directors. Although they may not be able to help the directors, if they are not satisfied, they will put a brick in front of the leaders, so the directors will not have any good looks in front of the leaders. Today, Zhang Hongxin is willing to put down his posture and be brothers with him, so how can he not be flattered? If he can get along well with Zhang Hongxin in the future, even the director will look up to him? So he is so pleased and the drunk is more enjoyable.

Seeing Director Li holding up his glass and going to toast Director Luo again, Zhao Changfeng stopped him with his eyes and said, "Director Zhang, Director Luo, is the wine like this today? Look..."

Director Luo looked at Zhang Hongxin. Zhang Hongxin smiled and said, "It's good."

Director Li quickly asked the waiter to put the fruit plate on, and Zhao Changfeng inserted a piece of cantaloupe with a toothpick and handed it to Director Luo. Director Luo hurriedly took it over and said, "Brother Zhao, thank you, thank you."

Zhao Changfeng smiled and said, "Director Luo, is it okay tonight? Let's go and sing a song?" Zhongzhou Guomao Hotel integrates catering and entertainment. The seventh floor is Qiwen Chinese Restaurant, while the sixth floor is Honglafang Club, which has a library, cigar room, Disgao dance hall and KTV private room.

Director Luo did not say anything, looked at Zhang Hongxin. Zhao Changfeng turned his head and asked Zhang Hongxin: "Director Zhang, what do you think?"

Zhang Hongxin covered his mouth with a tissue and burped a lot, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, today's task is to accompany Director Luo well. We must let Director Luo have fun, go and go downstairs!"

After singing a nursery rhyme for a while, there was no good atmosphere at the table. Perhaps with Zhang Hongxin there, Director Luo could not let go. So Zhao Changfeng took a loophole and pulled Zhang Hongxin and Director Luo to say goodbye. Director Luo saw that Zhang Hongxin was about to leave, so he quickly got up and said he wanted to go back. Zhao Changfeng smiled and said, "Director Luo, just stay. Director Li has arranged everything, so you can give Director Li a face."

Zhang Hongxin also said: "Lao Luo, I'll give the comrades below a chance! The comrades below rarely come to the provincial capital once."

Director Li also took the opportunity to pull Director Luo to beg him. Director Luo had no choice but to send Zhao Changfeng and Zhang Hongxin to the door of the box, and then shook hands and said goodbye.

Seeing Zhao Changfeng and Zhang Hongxin leave, Director Li pulled Director Luo to the soft seat of the box and said with a smile: "Director Luo, I'll call and call two college students from Zhongzhou Art Academy to accompany you."

Director Luo immediately smiled. Zhang Hongxin was here just now, and he just pretended to be serious. Now that Zhang Hongxin has left, he is naturally as if he is in water.

When I arrived outside the hotel, the frozen rain had turned into heavy snow, and it was falling down. Under the lights, Zhongzhou City became a silver-white world.

A small car drove over and stopped in front of Zhang Hongxin. Zhao Changfeng held Zhang Hongxin's hand and said, "Brother Zhang, thank you very much! There are outsiders here today, and I can't enjoy it. Let's go back and have an appointment with Director Liu. Let's have fun." Liu Maocai, director of the Fund Management Center of the Provincial Administration Bureau, is Zhao Changfeng's old superior, and he is also a brother-in-law with Zhang Hongxin. Speaking of which, Zhao Changfeng and Zhang Hongxin are really not outsiders.

Zhang Hongxin patted Zhao Changfeng on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhao, don't be so polite between us brothers. When will we have a chance? I will find an opportunity to tell the boss about your affairs, and it probably won't be a big problem."

Zhao Changfeng held Zhang Hongxin's hand tightly and said, "Brother Zhang, I won't say anything outsider! I have the chance to go to Taipei City to sit!"

When Zhang Hongxin's car walked away, the driver Lao Xing drove over. Liu Junkang came with an umbrella to open the car door for Zhao Changfeng. The moment Zhao Changfeng got in the car, a piece of snowflake was blown into his neck by the wind, and it was cold. He couldn't help but shrink his neck.

The car was walking slowly on the road, and the wheels pressed against the snowflakes, making a squeaking sound. Zhao Changfeng looked at the flying snowflakes outside, and was full of interest. It didn't snow for a winter, but when he saw spring, he was so heavy. Zhao Changfeng couldn't help but remember the situation when he and Fang Jiayi, Jiang Wenjing and Lin Xinping went out to play snowball fights in the heavy snow.

Liu Junkang originally wanted to speak, but seeing Zhao Changfeng looking at the snowflakes outside the window with such enthusiasm, he endured it and didn't say anything. Seeing that he was about to reach downstairs of Zhao Changfeng, he had to interrupt Zhao Changfeng's interest in watching the snow: "Boss, the snow is so big, I'm afraid I can't go back to Beijing City tomorrow."

Zhao Changfeng was stunned for a moment and asked Liu Junkang: "What do you mean by the weather forecast?"

Liu Junkang said: "The forecast indicates that the whole province of Central Plains Province will be in moderate snow the day after tomorrow, and the central and western regions will be in heavy snow."

Zhao Changfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Then it depends on the situation. I will call back tomorrow."

When he woke up the next morning, Zhao Changfeng opened the window and saw that the whole world was covered with silver, and the snow was still falling heavily. The snow on the ground was half a foot thick.

Fang Jiayi had already got up and prepared breakfast. Seeing that the snow was so heavy, she was happy and said to Zhao Changfeng with a smile: "Old Zhao, it seems that God also wants you to stay in Zhongzhou for a few more days."

Zhao Changfeng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I have to go back. Mayor Liu is studying in the provincial capital. If I don't go back, the work of the municipal government will be delayed."

Fang Jiayi was a little unhappy. She pouted and said, "You are the only one who is active. It's snowing heavily, the sight is not good, and the road is slippery. It's not a big miles from Zhongzhou to Mangbei City. Can I feel at ease when you drive back for such a long distance?"

Zhao Changfeng knew that Fang Jiayi was caring about him, so he quickly said with caution: "Jiayi, I'll call back and ask later. If there is nothing big, I can stay in Zhongzhou for two days for the time being."

Only then did Fang Jiayi turn anger into joy, and happily pick up a poached egg for Zhao Changfeng.

As soon as he said he was calling, Zhao Changfeng's cell phone rang. Zhao Changfeng wiped his mouth with a tissue, got up, took the phone and opened it. It was the driver Lao Xing. He answered the phone. The driver Lao Xing apologized to Zhao Changfeng on the phone: "Mayor Zhao, I see that the snow is so heavy, I am afraid that it will delay Teacher Fang's class. I came out of Tianyang City Office at 6 o'clock in the morning, but I didn't expect that the road was too slippery, and there were traffic accidents everywhere. The car was stuck on the road and I couldn't get through at all."

Zhao Changfeng looked at the time, and at half past seven, he smiled and said, "Old Xing, then don't come here, I'll let Xiao Fang take the bus."

Lao Xing said: "Mayor Zhao, I'm afraid I can't get through the bus. The road is full of cars and it's hard to move forward."

Zhao Changfeng hung up the phone and told Fang Jiayi about the situation. Fang Jiayi gave Zhao Changfeng a blank look and said, "Since I can't get over, I won't go to work. Just call and ask for leave. I won't be as active as some people!"

Zhao Changfeng smiled bitterly, but did not answer Fang Jiayi's words. He called Liu Junkang and asked him to ask about Director Li and Director Peng's situation.

A few minutes later, Director Li called the first one, "Mayor Zhao, how early can you get up? I'm afraid I can't go back with such heavy snow."

Zhao Changfeng nodded twice and asked Director Li what was going on yesterday.

Director Li said excitedly: "Mayor Zhao, I sang a little yesterday, and then I called the driver Xiao Liu and Section Chief Zhang to come and play mahjong with Director Luo. Director Luo is very brave and won more than 8,000!"

Zhao Changfeng smiled bitterly after hearing this. The emperor did not need hungry soldiers. Although he invited Zhang Hongxin to come over to fight, Director Luo must also express that this is a conventional rule. Yesterday, Director Li asked him about this problem. He just ambiguously told Director Li that he would do it according to the previous rules. He never thought that Director Li was so generous and would be more than 8,000 at one move! However, it would be better to play this business mahjong, at least in the future, Director Luo will take care of the special funds for pollution control in Beijing. Although Zhang Hongxin's face works, Zhao Changfeng can't always use it. After all, the great cause of pollution control in Beijing is long, and it is far from a problem that can be solved in half a year. There are many opportunities to deal with the Provincial Environmental Protection Bureau in the future!
Chapter completed!