Father and son meet

A car stopped at the door of a guesthouse in Changbei Province. The driver quickly got out of the driver's seat, slightly bent down and respectfully opened the door for the person sitting in the back seat. The tall and long-legged middle-aged man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and he exuded a sense of dignity.

The driver couldn't help but secretly raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him. He was talking to his secretary. His expression was indifferent as usual, and his body was straight. He didn't look like he had been in a meeting all night.

The big shots from the capital are different. Look at his demeanor!

"Thank you for your hard work. You can go back now."

Although it was just a common sentence, the implied spirit and pressure made the driver bend his waist even lower unconsciously. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, thank you for your concern."

Only when the two men disappeared at the door did the driver dare to stand up and return to the driver's seat, start the car and leave.

"I went to Daping Village, and Comrade Xiao Fan was not in the village." Secretary Zhu Weiqing lagged behind the person in front of him by half a step, and adjusted his glasses out of habit after he finished speaking.

Fan Fangming did not stop, still stepping steadily on the stairs, and even his tone did not change at all, "Then where did he go?"

This time Zhu Weiqing was silent for three seconds before answering, "He came to the provincial capital."

Hearing the hesitation in Zhu Weiqing's words, Fan Fangming just turned his head to glance at him, and raised one side of his lip with interest. The slight arc could not be seen without careful observation. Seeing this, Zhu Weiqing lowered his head and dared not hide it anymore.

"Comrade Fan came to the provincial capital for a female comrade, and he has recently built a house in the village. I heard it is a wedding house."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure in front paused and continued to move forward. Zhu Weiqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, stepped forward quickly and got to the door before Fan Fangming, then nimbly took out the door key from his pocket and opened the door.

"Please."

Fan Fangming stepped in, Zhu Weiqing closed the door, and followed him to the desk.

"Female comrade, wedding house, why didn't you hear any rumors before?" Fan Fangming sneered, sat down on the chair, raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for himself and Zhu Weiqing. The sound of water accompanied by a deep voice had a kind of calm before the storm.

Zhu Weiqing didn't dare to look up, so he didn't know how Fan Fangming felt, but based on experience, he was most likely unhappy. Indeed, his son had a lesbian by his side, and was even about to get married, but he, as a father, didn't know anything about it. Although it was his subordinates who didn't do a good job, it was also a slap in his face.

"Comrade Fan specially said hello, so..." Zhu Weiqing didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the meaning was very obvious.

"He is quite smart."

The sound of a water cup hitting the table came to his ears. Zhu Weiqing lowered his eyelids and said nothing, but nodded in agreement in his heart. Comrade Fan was more than just smart. He was a thunderous man. He "turned" his father's spy with just a few words. Such a skill would be praised no matter where it was.

But it was not a good thing for Fan Fangming. It would only increase his anger invisibly.

Sure enough, when Fan Fangming, who usually did not show his emotions, spoke again, his tone became cold, "Who is she?"

Zhu Weiqing carefully chose his words and spoke the key points: "A villager from Daping Village, now working as an announcer at the Provincial Radio Bureau."

Announcer? For some reason, a bright and beautiful face suddenly appeared in Fan Fangming's mind. His brows wrinkled and his fingertips tapped lightly on the table twice. "Go to the door of the Provincial Broadcasting Bureau and wait. Bring him back to me when you see him."

"Ah?" Zhu Weiqing raised his head in confusion.

"Go if I tell you to."

"Oh, yes." Zhu Weiqing strode out of the room, suppressing his doubts.

When the door closed, Fan Fangming's eyes revealed some fatigue. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He felt a headache. This child always made him worry-free, but why did something go wrong at the critical moment?

A real man should build a career before starting a family. He didn't understand it at all! He

also found a country girl with no foundation. Isn't this nonsense?

Oh, he also knew that she would not agree, so he just kept it a secret, preparing to kill first and report later? It was a good idea, but there is no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world, he wanted to see how he would end up.

No one knows a son better than his father. Before the afternoon, Zhu Weiqing saw the familiar tall figure at the door of the Provincial Broadcasting Bureau. The other party was four or five points similar to Fan Fangming, especially in his eyebrows and eyes, which were carved out of the same stone. So even though he hadn't seen him for more than a year, Zhu Weiqing still recognized him at a glance.

He was about to open the car door and get out, but his eyes involuntarily fell on the woman following the man. The two wore similar white shirts, looked outstanding, and had their hands full of things, which was very eye-catching. Not only him, but almost everyone on the street was looking at them.

The woman had two braids on her head, revealing a gorgeous face. Her big watery eyes were clear and bright, and her slightly upturned eyes added a bit of charm. She had cherry lips and a plump nose, and her smile could charm anyone.

After seeing her face clearly, Zhu Weiqing opened his mouth slightly, unable to believe that there was such a coincidence in the world.

Comrade Xiao Fan's partner turned out to be the host of the party a few days ago!

He sat behind the leader that day, and since it was a rare leisure time, he relaxed and enjoyed the performance. But he couldn't say if there was any impressive program after watching the whole show. The only thing he could remember was the overly beautiful female host.

Not only is he born with outstanding appearance, but his ability to react on the spot and his fluent standard Mandarin are even more impressive.

While he was stunned, the two men had already said goodbye at the door. Seeing that the man was about to go to the bus stop, Zhu Weiqing didn't care to be surprised. He quickly opened the door and got out of the car, calling out to the man.

"Comrade Fan!"

Hearing the shout, Fan Yanxing looked over subconsciously, and then frowned.

Seeing this, Zhu Weiqing smiled happily on the surface, but secretly cursed in his heart that he didn't want to do such a thankless job, but who made the leader only bring him with him on this business trip?

So even if he didn't want to do it, he had to bite the bullet and do it!

"Leader, please come over." Zhu Weiqing smiled and saw that Fan Yanxing's hands were full of things, so he quickly stepped forward and offered to help, "Let me help you carry it."

Fan Yanxing knew that Zhu Weiqing was waiting here on purpose, and he couldn't avoid it this time, so he let go.

"When did he come to Changbei Province?"

"A few days ago." Zhu Weiqing answered vaguely. Even his relatives could not confess the whereabouts of their leaders. He had been a secretary for so many years that he had already mastered the art. So when faced with Fan Yanxing's question, even if he blurted out his answer, there was nothing wrong with it.

Fan Yanxing glanced at Zhu Weiqing. This old fox was always very strict. He did not expect to get more information from him. Just knowing this was enough.

It seemed that the affair between him and Qingqing had not been exposed for long, otherwise Fan Fang would have asked Zhu Weiqing to go to Daping Village to arrest him tomorrow.

"Let's go."

The car started again and drove slowly towards the guesthouse.

"Don't take out the stuff. Please wait here. I'll take you to the station later." When they arrived, Fan Yanxing opened the door and got out.

Zhu Weiqing sat in the driver's seat. He didn't know whether to get out or not. He was in a dilemma. Just when he couldn't help but open the door to go upstairs, he saw Fan Yanxing coming out.

"Let's go." Fan Yanxing sat back and fastened his seat belt calmly.

Zhu Weiqing saw the shocking slap mark on his face through the rearview mirror. He just glanced at it briefly, then he abruptly retracted his gaze, swallowed his saliva secretly, and smiled dryly, "Shall I take you to the station?"

"Yeah." Fan Yanxing tilted his head to look out the window, with no emotion on his face.

Zhu Weiqing didn't dare to ask any more questions. He drove the people to the bus station without stopping, and then rushed back to the guesthouse. His forehead was full of sweat, and he couldn't help sighing when he went upstairs.

Is it easy to make a living these days? He is now like the sandwiches that his daughter likes to eat, stuck in the middle between the father and son, and in a dilemma. When he

arrived at the door and knocked on it, a deep voice came from inside, "Come in."

Zhu Weiqing cried out for himself in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. The first sentence he said after entering the room was: "I sent Comrade Xiao Fan to the bus station."

"I see." Fan Fangming was still sitting on the chair, leaning against the back. His eyes were dark, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. No one knew how long it had been before he spoke, "I remember on the day of the gala, the deputy director of the Broadcasting Bureau wanted to organize a dinner together?"

Zhu Weiqing's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word "gala". Seeing that Fan Fangming was not mentioning the announcer, he was inexplicably relieved. But then his heart was lifted again. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and replied, "Yes."

But the deputy director probably thought it was just a polite invitation, because she knew he would definitely not agree. But things are unpredictable, and who can guess every step accurately?

"I agreed."

Hearing this, Zhu Weiqing raised his head in surprise, and wanted to persuade him, but he heard him continue, "I want to see her."

It was self-evident who this "she" was referring to.

Well, the real purpose was not to drink, and no matter how much he persuaded, it was useless.

*

"What? OK, I'll arrange it now, and call you back when the time comes." Tian Fengchun hung up the phone, but the smile on his face slowly faded. What was going on? Why did he want to have dinner with her for no reason?

And he even praised the gala that day several times.

Tian Fengchun was not stupid, on the contrary, she was smart. She guessed what the other party meant without listening to a few words. This was to let her bring the two hosts of the gala with her when she had dinner.

Liang Qingqing, Li Changguo.

Who of these two has caught the noble's eye?

Tian Fengchun paced back and forth in the office, guessing and guessing, and still leaned more towards Li Changguo. But in fact, no matter who it is, the future of these two people is limitless.

Which of these leaders is not a thousand-year-old fox? If the noble says someone is good, do you dare to say that he is not good? If that person is good, should he be promoted?