However, for the sake of Xuefeng Blade, first the client made a special invitation, and later he called to invite Chen Rou over. He didn't want to see her, but rather he wanted to see the blade that he had once wielded and used to bravely kill enemies.
People like Chen Ke, who come from the countryside to report on their work, know very little about the capital and don't recognize many people there.
But someone like Wang Meng knows everything about the backgrounds, preferences, and family relationships of the powerful figures above him, and he will do everything he can to curry favor with them and try to build a relationship with them.
So, knowing that the old commander loved Xuefeng Dao, how could he not give it to him or try to establish that connection?
Therefore, Chen Rou was not worried about this aspect and had prepared her explanation to deal with Wang Meng and his sister and brother-in-law who were supporting him when she met the old leader.
But she was still a little troubled by her son's tendency to suddenly throw punches.
Judging from Chen Ke's tone, the old commander must have a grandson, and they will be having dinner together.
The old man's idea was good: to have his own children play with the children from Hong Kong and entertain them.
But what if A-Yuan and the old chief's child don't get along and start fighting?
Can a country bumpkin from a tiny, insignificant place become a little successor to socialism?
He's gotten too bold.
Also, in order to teach her son some manners before visiting others, Chen Rou was supposed to go to the branch office today to meet the branch office staff, but she postponed the trip from morning to afternoon and continued to take care of her child in the morning.
As for A Yuan going out today, there's only one sentence to describe it.
He was simply so proud and imposing.
The tricycle has handlebars at the back, but he can't ride it steadily on his own, so Chen Rou helps him push it.
Since the clothes weren't cut properly and couldn't be worn, A-Yuan only wore the small hat that had already been altered.
With a bamboo dragonfly in his left hand and a small toy gun in his right, he followed his mother into the park with an air of great pride.
Early in the morning, local residents, both elderly and young, were taking their grandchildren out for a walk. Some were carrying them, some were holding them, and some were carrying them on their backs. The older children would ride on small tricycles with pedals. The elderly and children were everywhere.
Of course, the park is mostly frequented by elderly men who exercise.
Some were banging their heads against willow trees, others were lying on the ground practicing toad kung fu, and still others were whipping and spinning tops.
There are elderly people exercising in Hong Kong, but it's certainly not as unique as in the capital.
As Secretary An was walking, he suddenly saw two old men hanging from a willow tree. If Song Yuanchao hadn't helped them up, they would have fallen into the water.
Putting aside his shock at seeing the world, A Yuan was also full of energy.
After all, he had a small gun on his waist and was riding a small motorcycle today, so he was the coolest kid in the park.
He would take a second look whenever there were children around.
I don't know if they want to find someone to fight or someone to play house.
But every now and then he would let out a loud "whoosh" to attract the attention of unfamiliar children.
His eyes seemed to say, "Look at me, how majestic I am."
Chen Rou actually wanted to teach her son a lesson and tell him not to be so arrogant.
However, the alloy pistols that are specially supplied to foreign trade stores and cost more than 100 yuan each are too conspicuous.
As soon as A-Yuan lets out a howl, other children will see him and look at him with envy and jealousy.
Ah Yuan has a little tail, which is already sticking up high, practically reaching for the sky.
Even Chen Rou couldn't bear to discourage him.
Unlike her, who was worried that her son had too much of a bandit vibe and might beat up the host when visiting someone's home, and was still pondering how to educate her child, Boss Nie had a mysterious confidence in his son.
At that moment, Liang Lisheng was on the phone discussing some official matters with him, and he was also worried on the phone: "Boss, the government promised all sorts of good policies, but the relevant departments are slow to issue documents. When we go to run around, they just pass the buck, from one department to another. Our construction schedule is seriously behind that of Shaw Brothers, and the development process will be severely delayed. I can't handle this, I have to find a solution."
Nie Zhao said, "I'll call you after A Yuan and your wife have finished visiting their guests."
Liang Lisheng said, "But as far as I know, that old chief's father has quite a temper. His wife and son went to visit..."
Nie Zhao interrupted him, saying, "Don't worry, the old commander will definitely like A Yuan."
Liang Lisheng really wanted to say, "Boss, wake up, kid. Everyone just likes what they like."
Although he was often driven to despair by his good-for-nothing sons, he could clearly see that his family members, with their single eyelids, flat noses, and snotty noses, were ugly, they were his grandsons, and he found them adorable.
Similarly, the old leader also likes his own grandson, so how could he genuinely like Xiao Ayuan?
The boss's unrealistic fantasies, fueled by a familial bond, left Liang Lisheng feeling quite troubled. What should he do?
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