Seeing that several people were silent, Yang Dongxu felt bored. So he turned around and said to Sun Changfeng: "Why don't you go up and count the money. If it's okay, we'll sign the car purchase contract. It's getting late and we have to go back."
"No, there's no need to order money." Sun Changfeng waved his hands and said, are you kidding me? Even if the friendship between the two people is not so good that they don't need to order money, you can tell by looking at the background behind this young man and his behavior just now that it's not that The kind of person who plays tricks on car purchases.
"You really don't need to look at it. I don't know if you come back to me with fake money?" Yang Dongxu said half-jokingly.
"How is that possible?" Sun Changfeng also smiled, and his tense expression relaxed.
"Okay, let's sign the contract, and you can get the license plate and everything else. See if you can make it back at noon."
"Why are you leaving at noon? Why do you dislike the food at my brother's house?" Sun Changfeng said after relaxing.
"It's not that the food at my brother's house is not good, it's because something is really wrong. Besides, I didn't say hello at home. I'm afraid my family will be worried if I go home late. I'll come and have a drink with Brother Sun again when I have the opportunity." Yang Dongxu laughed.
Then, as if the beating of Zhang Chenglong had not happened, Yang Dongxu signed the contract and sat in the car shop with Zhao Desheng and chatted for a while.
After the license plate and household registration procedures were completed, he frowned: "Is it really okay for you to drive back like this?"
Apparently he was a little worried about his uncle who drove a big truck. When he first came here, he thought that he would let Yang's father drive the pickup truck back later. The small car would not be a big problem. He could follow his uncle to drive the big truck. If there was any problem, he would be able to stop it in time.
But now, although several people have not talked about Zhang Chenglong, he can't just pat his ass and leave. After all, if you ask someone to do something, you can't make two phone calls and then go home and wait for news. The proper etiquette should still be observed. So now he obviously can't drive home with his uncle.
"It's okay, I'm watching him. This thing is just a little bigger than the three-wheelers and four-wheelers at home. It doesn't matter if it's a little slower in turning around." The little grandpa said.
"Okay." Yang Dongxu nodded. Obviously, his uncle couldn't drive with him all day, and he had to let him get familiar with it. So although he was a little worried, he didn't say anything else.
After Dong Dong and his father got into the car, seeing the worried expression on his father's face, Yang Dongxu comforted him: "It's okay. Director Zhao is here. I can't bear the loss. Besides, I just called Uncle Chen. thing."
"Okay then." Father Yang nodded.
Obviously he knew who Uncle Chen was in Yang Dongxu's mouth. Although he doesn't like to go around and build relationships, he still went to Chen Weimin's place several times during New Years and holidays until he was transferred.
Father Yang also heard that Chen Weimin is now a high-ranking official and has a very high position. As the saying goes, there are people in the court who can do things easily. Moreover, they are still responsible for this matter, so my son is left to deal with the matter and walk around for a while, and nothing will happen. Only then did he get into the car with confidence and start the ignition, start the newly purchased pickup truck and go home.
"This is really a trouble for you two. Thank you for coming, Director Zheng." After seeing off his father and brother-in-law, Yang Dongxu turned around and shook hands with Sun Changfeng and others: "I'll ask you some time. Let’s have a meal together.”
"How can I invite you when I come to Chengwang City? Just tell me a time and I will host you." Sun Changfeng said. If he was a little hesitant before, now he really wants to make friends with this young man who feels very extraordinary. young.
"I'm also from Chengwang City, so you can't treat me like a foreigner." Yang Dongxu smiled and said, "Well, I have something to do tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. I'll be a host the day after tomorrow, and let's have some drinks."
"Then I'll just wait for your drink." Sun Changfeng didn't insist.
Yang Dongxu smiled and nodded, and then said to Zhao Desheng next to him: "I will trouble Director Zhao later."
"It should, it should." Zhao Desheng waited here and stayed here, just to make Yang Dongxu trouble him. At this time, the knot will naturally be formed immediately.
After waving goodbye to Sun Changfeng and others, Yang Dongxu got into Zhao Desheng's car. After a while, he was going to see Zhao Feng, who was Chen Weimin's former secretary. My grandfather told him that Zhao Desheng's immediate boss was the newly appointed mayor of Chengwang City. At first he was going to meet Zhao Feng alone, but after thinking about it he decided to bring Zhao Desheng.
Judging from the scene later where even the police gangsters from society dared to come, it was obvious that he had to take over the power of the police station. Otherwise, even if this matter passes, there will still be hidden dangers.
"Yang... Mr. Yang, where are we going?" After getting in the car, Zhao Desheng asked the driver to get out and drive himself. Yang Dongxu, who originally wanted to sit in the back, opened the door and sat on the passenger seat. Zhao Desheng hesitated for a moment, but in the end Xuzi didn't call out and called Young Master Yang instead.
"Call me Xuzi, or call me Dongxu, or Xiaoxu. Calling me Yang Gongzi will make things worse."
"Then let me call you Xiaoxu."
"Okay, let's go to the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard. By the way, we'll find a shop on the side of the road to stop and I'll buy something."
Zhao Desheng's eyes lit up when he heard that he was going to the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard. It was obvious that he was not going to the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard to apologize to Mayor Zhang, but to see Mayor Zhao, "Okay."
Zhao Desheng didn't know what to talk about with Yang Dongxu for a while.
Yang Dongxu touched his pocket and handed a cigarette to Zhao Desheng to light for him. He also smoked a cigarette. In fact, he did not smoke. He had a cigarette in his pocket because he had many acquaintances in the village. Passing cigarettes when meeting and greeting is a basic etiquette in the countryside. But there were only two people in the car, and he couldn't let Zhao Desheng smoke alone, otherwise Zhao Desheng would definitely feel uncomfortable smoking.
"Didn't I say that the Beijing-Kowloon Line will be opened to traffic next year? Why does our city look a little lifeless?" Yang Dongxu found a topic.
"Who says it's not the case? The current economy is still the same as before with little development."
"The city has never thought about attracting investment?" To be honest, he was a little confused as to why Chengwang City, which obviously has convenient truck transportation, is still a third-tier city after so long.
"Why is there no investment promotion? Director Zhou from the investment promotion office is so anxious about this matter that his hair has turned gray. But those who give policies give policies, and those who give land give land, but people just don't want to come. What can we do? After so many years of hard work, nothing happens. , that is, the fertilizer factory and the agricultural machinery factory can do very well, and the others are simply not good enough."
"There are no big factories, so it would be good to introduce some small factories." Yang Dongxu said.
"We talked for a few times about toy factories and shoe factories, but they didn't work out." Zhao Desheng said calmly.
After taking a look at Zhao Desheng's expression, Yang Dongxu understood something in his heart. Obviously, the leaders of Chengwang City have not yet let go of their arrogance after being praised by the province for their economic development in 1985.
Now it is even more ambitious to rely on the Beijing-Kowloon Line. It wants to introduce big projects and has no regard for these small factories. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the introduction of several small factories to fail.
Seeing a fruit stall on the road, Yang Dongxu went down and bought two bags of fruit and a box of the well-known welcome wine from Anhui Province. Seeing him getting into the car carrying such a simple gift, Zhao Desheng not only said nothing, but felt that the relationship between Yang Dongxu and the mayor seemed to be better than imagined.
Otherwise, if you come to ask for help, we won’t say how much you will give. The mayor may not accept it even if you give it to someone. But this gift must be of high quality. Whether or not you accept it is their business. You can't save money on gifts. This is going to the mayor's house.
But this is only for ordinary people. The relationship between Yang Dongxu and the mayor is obviously unusual. Therefore, it is best if the gift is intentional and practical, but it is not good if it is too expensive.
Zhao Feng greeted the guards at the municipal party committee compound in advance, so the car drove directly to the door of Zhao Feng's house without any obstruction. Seeing that Zhao Feng actually went out to greet him when he heard the car rang, Yang Dongxu quickly got out of the car and stretched out his hands with a smile on his face.
"Uncle Zhao, you are too polite. It will make me afraid to visit you next time."
"It sounds like you have visited the door several times." Zhao Feng said with a smile. Originally, I was a little confused about what to call Yang Dongxu. After all, he was the younger brother of his old leader, the god-grandson of the respected old man. And now he is a herdsman.
And Yang Dongxu's words of Uncle Zhao not only resolved his embarrassment of not knowing what to call him. She even shouted at him to make her smile happily, feeling in her heart that she was indeed educated by that old man since childhood. This tutor really had nothing to say.
"Hello, Mayor Zhao." Yang Dongxu hurriedly got out of the car, and Zhao Desheng had no choice but to take out the gifts Yang Dongxu bought.
"You're right here. What else do you bring?" Glancing at what Zhao Desheng was carrying, Zhao Feng knew who bought it and gave Yang Dongxu a somewhat reproachful look.
"Excuse me, Director Zhao." He turned around to express his gratitude to Zhao Desheng who helped carry the things and said, "That's right. In the countryside, you don't want to go to see someone empty-handed. Besides, I'm here to ask for help."
"You, you, have been crazy since you were a child. You want to ask the mayor to do something with this little thing. This is a big deal." Zhao Feng said half-jokingly.
Compared with Zhao Feng, who Yang Dongxu had previously remembered as having a literary temperament when carrying a bag next to Chen Weimin, the tempering of these years has made the 43-year-old Zhao Feng look much more elegant, and his words and deeds have an aura equal to his status. However, this kind of momentum is not overbearing to him, but has a kind of intimacy between elders and juniors. After all, Zhao Feng's age is at stake here.
Several people entered the room and Zhao Desheng sat there for a while before getting up and leaving, declining the mayor's offer to stay. He originally just wanted to knock on the door and let the mayor understand what he meant and set up this line. Being able to sit in the room for a while is already a great honor. You should not be too greedy, and you should have some eyesight to know how to advance and retreat.
Zhao Feng and Yang Dongxu both stood up, but Zhao Feng did not send him off. Yang Dongxu sent Zhao Desheng to the door before returning. Zhao Feng, who had already sat down, saw Yang Dongxu coming back and asked, "Very familiar?"
"It's the first time we met today, but he has a good relationship with my little grandpa." Yang Dongxu said.
"Oh." Zhao Feng nodded and understood what Yang Dongxu meant. This was obviously to give him a chance to help Zhao Desheng, otherwise he would not mention his little grandpa.
