After some passion, Zhu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to touch the cigarette on the bedside table.
"I'll do it." Gong Fenghuang turned over, took the cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a puff before putting it in Zhu Zhiyuan's mouth.
Seeing Zhu Zhiyuan smoking, she said beautifully: "Uncle, do you feel comfortable serving me?"
"You should say Xiaonu's family." Zhu Zhiyuan blew out a smoke ring.
"Xiaonu's family." Gong Fenghuang imitated the sentence, and he was so happy that he chuckled.
Zhu Zhiyuan reached out and caressed her face. Her skin was excellent. After passion, it was rosy and smooth, just like a lotus blooming after a new rain.
Looking at her flowery face, Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion. In his previous life, at this moment, the new grass on Gong Fenghuang's grave was half a foot tall.
"What's wrong, Xiaozhi?" Gong Fenghuang asked as he saw something wrong with him.
"Nothing?" Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "I suddenly thought of a song."
"What song?" Gong Fenghuang was curious.
"Flower Demon."
"Flower demon?" Gong Fenghuang thought for a moment and shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
I've definitely never heard of it. It's only 2008, and Daolang is the flower demon. It will be 23 years before the flower demon, Nayouniao, Ma Hu, and Gao Gonggong become the four classics.
"How do you sing it? Does it sound good?" Gong Fenghuang said with a bit of coquettishness.
"It sounds nice." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Some of the lines, sung in Wu dialect, are especially nice."
"I want to listen, you sing." China swayed on top of him.
"Don't dazzle, it will dazzle your eyes."
Gong Fenghuang chuckled: "Let's sing."
The shaking was getting worse.
"Listen." Zhu Zhiyuan cleared his throat and sang in Wu dialect: "You live in the east of Qiantang, and I live in the north of Lin'an. When you left, your clothes were brown and red, and my little slave's waist was yellow..."
"It sounds nice." Gong Fenghuang stroked his hands: "But you have a female voice?"
"Flower demon." Zhu Zhiyuan said, "Of course it's from the woman's perspective."
"There seems to be a story." Gong Fenghuang asked.
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "This is a love story. A woman was unable to stay with her lover for the rest of her life. After her death, she refused to drink Meng Po soup and wanted to find a reincarnated lover, but something went wrong. , got the time wrong, she knew that her lover was reincarnated in Hangzhou, and she followed him there, but her lover's Hangzhou was Qiantang, which was Hangzhou in the Tang Dynasty, but she was in the north of Lin'an, and Lin'an existed only in the Song Dynasty. "
"Yeah." Gong Fenghuang exclaimed: "We are both in Hangzhou, one is in the Tang Dynasty and the other is in the Song Dynasty. How can we meet each other?"
"So this woman has been wandering in the world, turning into a tear on the annual rings." Zhu Zhiyuan sighed, caressing Gong Fenghuang's face.
If he hadn't been reborn, how could he be here holding her.
"It's so touching." Gong Fenghuang looked sad: "You teach me to sing, I like it."
"But I don't like it." Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly lowered his face, raised his palm, and slapped her on the butt.
"Ah." Gong Fenghuang screamed in pain after being beaten by him, pouting his red lips: "Bastard, how can you hit me so hard that it won't hurt?"
"Tell me, why did you transfer me to be an assistant without my consent?" Zhu Zhiyuan raised his hand and said, "Last time, I was transferred to Jintou without my consent, and it's the same thing this time."
"My lord, please stop beating me. I'm in the wrong, little slave." Gong Fenghuang protected his buttocks with both hands and twisted his waist to beg for mercy.
"Hmph." Zhu Zhiyuan snorted: "Tell me, what are you doing?"
Gong Fenghuang must have asked him to come to Hong Kong not only for a tryst with him, but also for other reasons.
"I want you to help my cousin."
"Help your cousin?" Zhu Zhiyuan was confused: "Your cousin is in Hushan, the county magistrate, secretary?"
"No." Gong Fenghuang shook his head: "He is Mayor Fulin."
"Let me tell you, why is your cousin lower in rank than you?" Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly said: "Mayor Fulin."
He frowned again: "But that's not right. Hushan is a county below Fulin, and there is only one assistant to the county magistrate. How can I help the mayor? You might as well transfer me to be the mayor's assistant. What's the point? That makes sense.”
"You think I don't want to." Gong Fenghuang said: "But Fulin is a prefecture-level city, and the assistant to the mayor, at least, has to be in charge. You are the deputy director. The most important thing is that you are the deputy director. It’s only been a few months.”
She became troubled as she spoke, and pinched Zhu Zhiyuan's chest with her little hands: "Ah ah, why are you so small?"
This "young" has many meanings, including age. As long as Zhu Zhiyuan is a few years older, it is not an affair, and she will 100% pester him to marry him.
But Zhu Zhiyuan is only twenty-two, and she is thirty-six this year. She is still older, which makes her have no idea at all, and only has endless regrets.
"Then there's nothing I can do." Zhu Zhiyuan pinched her a little and said, "He is the mayor of Fulin, and I go to Hushan to be an assistant. What's the point?"
"Yes." Gong Fenghuang said: "There was an incident in Hushan recently. A road was built, which turned out to be a huge corruption project. Everyone from the county magistrate to the next level was involved."
"oh."
Zhu Zhiyuan said oh, he had seen this kind of thing a lot over the years, it was not unusual: "What does that have to do with me?"
"It does matter." Gong Fenghuang said: "Now in Hushan County, the old secretary Zhou Yun is the only one shouldering the responsibility of the county magistrate, and Zhou Yun has a nickname, Zhou Bodhisattva."
"Bodhisattva Zhou?" Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "It seems to be very powerful."
"No." Gong Fenghuang said: "His Zhou Bodhisattva has another meaning. It means that he is just like the Bodhisattva in the temple. He doesn't care about things and just looks the same."
"Then let him be the secretary?"
"There is nothing we can do." Gong Fenghuang said: "He is old and senior. Although he has no major political achievements, he has no faults."
"Oh." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded.
"Originally, he was almost there. When the term changed and the county magistrate was transferred to secretary, he went to the CPPCC." Gong Fenghuang spread his hands: "But who would have thought that the highway that was originally a political achievement project of the county magistrate would instead send the county magistrate himself into it. ”
"What are you doing for me?" Zhu Zhiyuan was confused: "It's not like I'm being asked to be the county magistrate. What's the point of being an assistant?"
"They are not just Hushan County. This matter also involves many people from the municipal party committee and government."
"It's not surprising." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "A piece of fat must be moistened by everyone."
He laughed and said, "It seems your cousin didn't get a share."
"My cousin is also a new transfer."
"Ha." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "It's exciting now."
"That's right." Gong Fenghuang sighed: "There are too many people coming in, and it won't be enough for the whole team in a short while. Hushan will be temporarily shouldered by Secretary Zhou Bodhisattva and County Magistrate."
"The secretary and county magistrate shoulder the responsibility, and he is still a Bodhisattva in the temple." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "It's interesting."
"What's the point?" Gong Fenghuang snorted coldly: "Speaking of which, my cousin also has no courage. If it were me, he would definitely make drastic adjustments to the cadres."
"Haha." Her look made Zhu Zhiyuan laugh: "You think it's Jin Tou? You alone have the final say. Not to mention that your cousin is newly transferred, and he's only the mayor. You put the secretary down?" Where, if he doesn’t control the Standing Committee, he might not be of much use as a mayor, and he might not be able to issue orders out of the city government.”
"That won't happen." Gong Fenghuang said: "The Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Fulin is actually also implicated, but he really can't move, otherwise the whole Fulin will be paralyzed, and if the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Fulin is moved, it will also be implicated. If you go to the provincial party committee, it will be even more troublesome.”
"so……"
"So my cousin was ordered to leave for a transitional year and change of terms. He is the secretary. The city cadres know it well and basically lean on him. He has an absolute advantage in the Standing Committee and the secretary generally supports him."
"Oh." Zhu Zhiyuan suddenly realized: "That's pretty much it."
Once you have mastered the Standing Committee, adjusting cadres is a matter of just one sentence, and you can compete with Gong Fenghuang in Jintou.
"But my cousin is not good at it." Gong Fenghuang curled his lips: "I don't have enough courage. I spend a lot of time working with Ni Ni, taking care of this, taking care of that. It's me, huh, huh."
Seeing her flamboyant look, Zhu Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh.
