"Is there any problem?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
"What's the problem?" Liu Mei smiled and said, "You made that money in the stock market, right?"
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "I did it last year and made almost 100 million. After using it a little, I donated 80 million."
He explained: "The main purpose of the domestic stock market is to provide funds for the development of enterprises, not for private individuals to make money. Private individuals make too much in it, which is an eyesore, so I donated it."
"You can't say this out loud," Lu Zhen said.
"Why?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
Liu Mei shook her head: "Xiao Zhi, I found that you are usually very smart, but when it comes to politics, you are very naive."
"Ah?" Zhu Zhiyuan was stunned.
Lu Zhen looked at it and laughed and said: "You, this is actually the same as marriage. Take an engagement as an example. In essence, the man pays the woman to buy her trust and then sleep with her. But if you make the terms public, That’s an absolute no-no.”
She paused slightly and said: "The same goes for the stock market. The fundamental purpose is to let everyone contribute money to support the development of enterprises, not to make money. But you can't say that. If you say that, then who will enter the market. "
"That's right." Gu Yao also understood: "Whoever speculates in stocks doesn't want to get rich. Is it stupid to throw money to contribute to the country?"
"Oh." Zhu Zhiyuan stroked his head: "I really didn't expect this."
"There are many things in this world that can only be done but not said." Liu Mei smiled.
"But he's unfair." Zhu Zhiyuan was a little unconvinced.
"How can there be so much fairness in the world?" Gu Yao slapped him: "It's not fair between you and me. Your flesh is on your arms, while mine is on your chest. I can't even see the way down the stairs. I'm so annoyed. "
"Then you're still shaking there every day." Lu Zhen sneered.
"I'll show it to those bitch men." Gu Yao was elated, shaking her chest with waves.
"Sexy." Lu Zhen curled her lips and turned to ask Liu Mei: "So, Xiaozhi has actually caught the attention of the senior officials."
"Yes." Liu Mei looked at Zhu Zhiyuan and said, "Xiao Zhi, you may list him as a reserve cadre for the Central Organization Department and carry out key training."
"That's awesome." Gu Yao exclaimed.
Lu Zhen's eyes also shone.
Zhu Zhiyuan himself was a little confused.
He donated money, which was actually an apology. After his rebirth, he knew clearly that there was 512 but could not do anything, so he donated money. However, because of his status as the county magistrate, he actually caught the attention of senior officials. This was something he had never expected beforehand. of.
"Then if I do something, will someone be watching me?" He asked worriedly.
"What?" Liu Mei laughed: "Our party trains cadres in batches, not one or two, but in batches. There are many of them your age. They are either staring at you or working with you. At one level, you will have more opportunities to practice. If you perform well, you will progress quickly. Of course, if you do not perform well at this level, you will give up."
"Oh oh oh." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "I didn't know this at all. I thought there would be someone watching me in the future."
His words made Lu Zhen and others laugh.
Politics has many unspoken rules that are not publicly stated. Only those who are involved in them can understand them.
Zhu Zhiyuan was a man in two lives, but in his previous life he was in a foreign company, and the culture of the foreign company was completely different.
In this life, he was a bit multi-tasking, always planning to go back to the enterprise, and never dived in. Just like ice floating on the water, he actually didn't know what was under the water.
Liu Mei's news was a bomb. Gu Yao and Lu Zhen looked at Zhu Zhiyuan a little differently.
Zhu Zhiyuan himself was a little surprised and a little confused.
"Do you really want to join the officialdom?"
After playing happily with Liu Mei and the other three for half a night, he came back and called Liang Jiao over.
This woman would send him messages from time to time, just like the women in the deep palace, always waiting for the emperor's visit.
This gave Zhu Zhiyuan a good feeling.
Especially, Liang Jiao is Liang Xinlong's sister.
During the intermission, he lit a cigarette. In the misty smoke, his thoughts were a little wandering.
Liang Jiao took a breath and looked at him quietly. The more she looked at this man, the more fascinated she became. He was about the same age as her brother, but she could see everything about her brother at a glance. The more she came into contact with this man, the more she became fascinated. Can't see through.
"What are you thinking about?" Liang Jiao got into his arms and asked.
"I didn't think anything of it." Zhu Zhiyuan's hand touched her bare back, she was sweating and felt a slight chill.
The poem says that ice-cold muscles and jade bones are naturally cool and sweat-free. In fact, if a woman sweats after being rubbed, she feels better.
Just like kneaded dough, and then fermented, all the characteristics of the dough are brought out, and the steamed buns are particularly sweet.
The same goes for women. If you don't rub her, she will never ferment.
"Will you be here for National Day?" Liang Jiao asked cautiously.
She wanted to catch Zhu Zhiyuan in her hands, but this man was like a flying dragon in the sky, and she couldn't catch him.
"Here you are." Zhu Zhiyuan flicked the ashes of his cigarette, came to his senses, stretched out his hand to support his chin: "What? It's not enough, who was crying just now."
"Bad guy." Liang Jiao waved her little fist, beat him on the chest, and said bitterly: "Every time I bring someone to death, I won't let him go even if I beg for mercy."
She really loves and hates this aspect.
What I love is that it feels really good, and it feels like my soul is flying.
What I hate is that this person, is he a human or not? Once it falls into my hands, it will be like a rabbit falling into a lion's mouth, tearing you to pieces. It's really terrible.
Zhu Zhiyuan chuckled and rubbed her chin with his fingers. Her chin was pointed, but also a little fleshy.
"The feeling of conquering the barrister makes me feel very happy."
"None of them are barristers." Liang Jiao said coquettishly.
"Barrister." Zhu Zhiyuan said.
In 2008, there were the Olympics, 512, and the Sanlu milk powder incident. Some famous lawyers were involved in this incident, but Zhu Zhiyuan didn't pay much attention to it.
In recent years, the economy has developed greatly, and both good and bad people are running wild.
Is it really only milk powder that is toxic?
Dora.
For example, for chickens and fish, antibiotics are sprinkled into their feed in packets. Do outsiders know?
For example, fruits such as pears, grapes, and apples are considered good if they are treated with pesticides. Some of them just carry them in a bag, and the bag is coated with pesticides. This way, there will be no insects. When they grow up, they will look like Zhou Zheng, and they can even be sold at a high price. But no one knows that the more expensive it is, the more poisonous it is.
For example, in a certain vegetable base, for a while, some vegetable farmers dug out the soil from the entire vegetable field, threw it away, and then went to the northeast to buy black soil.
On the surface, this is to replace the black soil from the Northeast, which is more fertile.
In fact, it is because their original soil has become poisonous due to too many pesticides, and the vegetables that grow are naturally poisonous.
Even the groundwater is polluted and the water is poisonous.
There are too many similar things to handle.
But the barrister's words made Zhu Zhiyuan remember another incident from his previous life.
He was reborn sixteen years ago. In his previous life, he had a high emotional intelligence and made many friends. He was an executive of a large foreign company and was in a good position. He knew a lot of things.
But these things often have little to do with officialdom. Even if they do, there are too many ties in officialdom to make it difficult to use your hands and feet.
Therefore, when others could become officials or be promoted, they would be so happy that they would go to their ancestors' graves to die, but Zhu Zhiyuan always hesitated.
"What are you doing during the National Day?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
"Originally, we had an appointment." Liang Jiao looked at him eagerly: "But if you are willing to accompany me, I will reject it."
"Don't play tricks with me." Zhu Zhiyuan raised his palm and slapped her on the buttocks.
"Bad guy." Liang Jiao giggled after being beaten by him: "You don't even give anyone face."
Zhu Zhiyuan caressed her face with his fingers: "Face? I only like to paint on your face."
"Disgusting, so disgusting." Liang Jiao screamed, but she raised her face and let him touch her. Just like every time Zhu Zhiyuan painted on her face, she cooperated very well.
"Will you accompany me?"
she asked, her eyes looking longingly.
She had always prided herself on being an independent woman, but in front of this man, she felt inexplicably humble.
"Do you have a passport?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
"Yes." Liang Jiao nodded quickly: "Do you want to take me abroad? But if you want to go out, you need to get a visa first."
"No, there are many countries that offer visa on arrival."
Liang Jiao's eyes lit up and half of her body stood up: "You want to take me abroad?"
"Do you like it?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked with a smile.
"I love you so much." Liang Jiao exclaimed and kissed her with her red lips.
