Dong Yufeng's raised voice alerted the executives of Langning Daqu Winery at the next tables, and they all looked over at the table.
The expressions of Liu Ningyu, Luo Minghui and others changed. They knew that Dong Yufeng was not someone to be trifled with.
First of all, Dong Yufeng is famous for being arrogant and domineering. She looks very domineering. When she is angry, her face will show blood, making her look like a glaring King Kong.
Another reason is that the Financial Supervision Office is simply the nemesis of the entire County Finance Bureau. It is a supervisory department that has the power to say "no" to all aspects related to county finance.
It is precisely this unique power that allows Dong Yufeng to walk sideways in the County Finance Bureau, and everyone who sees him has to call him "Director Dong."
Pang Bo turned his head to Liu Ningyu and said, "Let me change places with you. This damn fat lady is so annoying."
Liu Ningyu stood up and changed places with Pang Bo, and at the same time smiled at Dong Yufeng: "Director Dong, calm down, he is from the Finance Bureau. We will educate him well when we get back."
Of course Dong Yufeng knew Liu Ningyu's identity. When she saw her opening her mouth, she stopped embarrassing Pang Bo and grabbed a handful of melon seeds to knock on them:
"Okay, for the sake of Director Luo and Comrade Xiao Liu, I won't argue with you, a newcomer, and I won't do it next time. If you let me see you being so unruly again, don't blame me for not reminding you. I will scold you." You're a bloody mess."
Pang Bo sneered coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to her.
The second floor of Longjiang Restaurant was filled up one after another. There were 25 tables with 12 people sitting at each table. There were nearly 300 people. The scene was indeed quite big.
And many of the people present were prominent entrepreneurs and leaders from Wantong County.
The most dazzling among the leaders are County Magistrate Zhang Songting and Deputy Secretary Liu Xincheng.
At the corporate level, of course the host is Lin Xie. As the chairman of Langning Daqu and the boss of a municipal state-owned enterprise, he is at the senior level.
There is also Liu Qingyun, the boss of the star company Tianhe Mining.
These four people were enchanted by the stars as soon as they appeared, and were already surrounded in the center of the circle before the banquet started.
The four of them were sitting at the main table.
Pang Bo's table was three tables away from the main table, but Pang Bo glanced around his table. Except for Liu Ningyu, who was absent-mindedly, everyone else was looking there eagerly, their eyes full of admiration and admiration for power and social status. envious.
Needless to say, Lin Zifeng and his family are really good at getting things done. It is extraordinary to invite so many important political and business figures in the county.
At this time, a man was chewing melon seeds and said, "If one day we can sit at the main table to eat, it will really be smoke coming from the ancestral graves."
Everyone lamented that this was reasonable.
At that table, at least someone like Lu Liang, who is a major, must be qualified.
But soon everyone felt a sense of sadness.
Because that really is a distant pipe dream.
Within the system, the senior science level is a watershed, and those who can cross it will rise to great heights. If you can't cross it, you'll be like this for the rest of your life.
Take Dong Yufeng as an example. She is already forty years old and has some connections, but not too strong. The most important thing is that her ability to do things is really poor, her IQ is low, and her emotional intelligence is not high, so she has not mentioned it for many years. She has only reached the stock level, and there will definitely be no chance to mention it again in the future.
This situation is very common. There is a "filter theory" in the system. Every time you go up a level, countless people are eliminated. The formal level is just a thin piece of filter paper. Many people don't even touch the filter paper. It has already been eliminated.
Those who can pass through the filter paper either have a great background, or are the best among people, with outstanding work ability or high emotional intelligence.
It’s no wonder that some materialists also secretly burn incense and worship Buddha. There is no way, some things are really brought by fate and cannot be forced.
Many people can only place their hope on their next generation.
For example, a female cadre next to Dong Yufeng said to Dong Yufeng:
"Director Dong, I heard that Mr. Xiao Lin is not married yet. Is your daughter still in college? Female college students are in hot demand. She can also play piano and dance ballet. She is beautiful. Why don't you bring her over to meet Mr. Xiao Lin? Meet?"
It's okay not to mention this matter. As soon as it is mentioned, Dong Yufeng gets angry:
"Stop talking about this. I told her three days in advance that she refused to come. This afternoon, she got on a yellow-haired will-o'-the-wisp and escaped. Do you think I'm angry?"
The female cadre slapped her thigh, as if she didn't get a huge advantage: "Are you harmed by Huang Mao again? What a pity. Otherwise, if you said you and Xiao Lin are always together, wouldn't your family have directly crossed the class line?"
"Who says it's not? As the old saying goes, marrying well is worse than doing well. My daughter's temperament and figure don't follow me at all, but her temperament follows me. She is so stubborn that she can't pull ten cows back. She has to follow me to death. The yellow hairs are together."
"Oh, what a pity..."
The two of them sang together, making Lin Zifeng as popular as the silly son of a landlord.
But something was wrong with Liu Ningyu tonight. She didn't talk much.
Pang Bo took a look and asked quietly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Liu Ningyu shook his head and said nothing.
"All colleagues are here, thank you for the honor!" Lin Zifeng greeted the leaders and bosses at the main table and came to the County Finance Bureau table specially.
Today, he is dressed like a dog, wearing a suit, leather shoes, and handsome leather shoes. If you don’t know, you might think he is the groom!
"Ouch, Mr. Xiaolin!"
Lin Zifeng's appearance made everyone excited. Dong Yufeng and others quickly clapped the melon seed crumbs in their palms, stood up and welcomed him with smiles, and their cheeks were bulging like two walnuts.
What is their purpose here? Isn't it just to make friends with a powerful family like the Lin family?
So everyone put on a smile, coaxed, praised, and said all the good things for half their life, without any shame.
Liu Ningyu and Pang Bo were the only two people present who did not stand up.
Lin Zifeng glanced at Pang Bo. He was not angry, but very happy.
He shook hands with everyone one by one.
"Have a nice meal and drink tonight!"
When she arrived at Dong Yufeng's side, she held Lin Zifeng's hand tightly and refused to let go:
"Mr. Xiao Lin, you have met our Feifei, right? She went to school today, but she told me that she regretted missing Mr. Xiao Lin's housewarming party, so I must convey this to you."
"Dong Feifei?"
"Yes, you still remember Mr. Xiaolin."
"Remember, say hello to her for me!"
Lin Zifeng had the impression that Dong Yufeng took her to the last dinner party held by the County Finance Bureau, and she was quite hot-looking.
Lin Zifeng thought that since Dong Yufeng was so sensible, he could take it over for fun later, but the highlight tonight was Liu Ningyu, so he had to win it.
"Okay, I will convey it to you, I will convey it to you!" Dong Yufeng was still reluctant to let go.
Then Lin Zifeng stood between Pang Bo and Liu Ningyu, put a hand on Pang Bo's shoulder, and said loudly:
"Pang Bo, I invite you and Xiaoyu to sit at the main table."
