While Zhang Yuanqing felt disappointed, Diao Chuanjing was deeply envious of him. Look at people, what do they bring to the leader’s house? Pork, chicken, eggs, oh, and a box of wild tea leaves that I don’t know if they are poisonous or not.
Just this thing, people dare to bring it over. But the leader not only welcomes it, but also allows himself to welcome it. If you don't agree with this, it's irritating to compare people to each other.
Their minds were spinning, but they still chatted politely.
"Brother Yuan Qing, I want to consult you if I have anything to do in the future. Don't be stingy and teach me the scriptures and treasures."
Diao Chuanjing's words came from the heart, but Zhang Yuanqing smiled bitterly: "I have nothing to teach you. I'm just lucky. Brother, don't tease me. We are all soldiers of the leader. If something happens in the future, I will I still have to rely on my brother for support.”
From Zhang Yuanqing's point of view, he has left Zhou Qiangbin and gone downstairs, and he doesn't know how long it will be before he can climb back to the city. Diao Chuanjing has always been by the leader's side. A seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister should be fawning over himself.
Zhang Yuanqing was still thinking about whether to give Diao Chuanjing some tea later. He didn't know yet, but he was criticizing his tea as nothing in his heart.
When they arrived at the door of Zhou Qiangbin's house, Zhao Xinyi and Zhou Yiyi were already waiting here.
Zhang Yuanqing hurried over: "Sister, Yiyi."
Zhou Yiyi jumped over and carried the things: "Uncle Qing, that's okay. The New Year's goods you gave us are enough for our family of three to celebrate the New Year."
Zhang Yuanqing smiled. He knew that Zhou Yiyi was trying to make fun of him. He was probably the only one who gave such a local souvenir this year.
However, Zhang Yuanqing also wants to advertise for his village: "Don't be poor. This meat is grown on a kind of medicinal herb. It's not an exaggeration to say it is Tang Monk meat. If you supplement it with nutrients, you can perform exceptionally well in the college entrance examination next year."
Although Zhou Yiyi mainly eats vegetarian food, she still accepted the meat reluctantly: "I'll try it tonight."
Diao Chuanjing took a step back knowingly, and was amazed when he saw Zhang Yuanqing and Zhou Qiangbin getting along like a family.
Guan Qingyun always lowered his head, and after putting down his things, he wanted to slip away.
"Now that you're here, let's go in and meet Mayor Zhou."
Zhang Yuanqing was quite satisfied with Guan Qingyun's performance in recent days, so he gave him a chance to show his face.
Diao Chuanjing looked at it and sighed secretly. Take a look and take people to see the leader without even asking. Then you are not the leader. Even your own father is not so casual.
You must know that it is not easy to see Zhou Qiangbin now. Some people are not qualified and cannot meet them. Some people are qualified, but the leaders are unwilling to meet them.
Whether they have seen or not seen, which ones should be rejected in front of Diao Chuanjing, and which ones should be passed on to the leader for decision-making, all must be done in a measured manner.
Zhang Yuanqing cannot grasp this sense of proportion. Even when talking to Secretary Jin, he sounds like a secretary, but in fact he is almost like a follower or favorite.
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing really took Guan Qingyun in as if he had come to his own home. After Zhou Qiangbin met, he asked Guan Qingyun some personal information and then gave him a few words of encouragement.
Guan Qingyun immediately fainted and went out. Zhang Yuanqing told him: "Find a hotel nearby to rest, and be careful to preserve the specialties. I will call you at any time these days."
"Ah, Mayor, aren't you going to stay in a hotel?" Guan Qingyun asked stupidly.
Zhou Yiyi took Zhang Yuanqing's arm and said, "You don't have to worry about my Uncle Qing's affairs. He will be living in my house during this time."
Guan Qingyun didn't dare to ask any more questions and left quickly.
Zhang Yuanqing wanted to stay and chat with Zhou Qiangbin for a while, but Zhou Yiyi dragged him: "Uncle Qing, how long have you not seen me? Why don't you miss me at all? Go to my study and let's chat for a while."
Even Zhou Qiangbin couldn't win over his daughter, so he could only shake his head helplessly: "Yuan Qing, please go with Yiyi. Let's have a drink in the evening and just have a chat. Let your sister cook at noon and try what you brought local specialties.”
When Zhao Xinyi heard this, she rolled her eyes at him angrily, then put on an apron and started preparing to cook.
Zhang Yuanqing was pulled by Zhou Yiyi and went directly upstairs.
Only Diao Chuanjing stood there, leaning forward, waiting for Zhou Qiangbin's instructions.
After Zhang Yuanqing went up, the smile on Zhou Qiangbin's face turned into a formulaic smile: "Chuanjing, you have worked hard these two days. You can go and deliver a few things to me this afternoon. As for other people who want to see me, just Help me block it. Let’s take a good rest these two days.”
Diao Chuanjing nodded repeatedly and reported one more thing: "Boss, I have drawn up a process for my sister-in-law's birthday banquet. I took a look and saw that this year is the tenth anniversary of your marriage to your sister-in-law. Is there a small program at the banquet? Let’s dance a ballroom dance. I think it’s just a slow dance, you must be very good at it. This way, you can liven up the atmosphere.”
It has to be said that Diao Chuanjing has very good secretarial qualities, having spent several years working in the political research office. Now it's hard to be reused, but I have devoted myself to it.
Even arranging these private matters for the leader was done with the utmost thought. The reason why we say that there are three slow tricks is indeed what Zhou Qiangbin did in his time.
When Zhou Qiangbin heard this, he pondered for a moment, and then said, "This is a good idea. It can not only liven up the atmosphere, but also bring the relationship with these guests closer. But..."
Zhou Qiangbin failed, and Diao Chuanjing immediately tensed up: "Leader, please tell me."
Zhou Qiangbin thought for a while and said calmly: "I won't go up and dance. That slow three was danced when I was young. I can't remember it now. Let's let Yuan Qing do it when the time comes."
"Ah?" Diao Chuanjing was extremely well-educated and was shocked when she heard this suggestion.
What is your suggestion to let Zhang Yuanqing dance with your wife? In what capacity will he dance?
Zhou Qiangbin didn't give him a chance to ask questions: "That's it, Yuan Qing represents me and Xin Yitiao. You can arrange this matter and make the process thorough for me. This birthday celebration is actually secondary, and it mainly reflects the gratitude. Guests. I want them to feel my enthusiasm and lay the foundation for future discussions."
Diao Chuanjing hurriedly responded, and when he saw that Zhou Qiangbin was fine, he turned and left. When leaving, Diao Chuanjing also saw the nanny cleaning the guest room.
Combined with Zhang Yuanqing's words before, it shows that this guy really wants to live in Zhou Qiangbin's house.
After Diao Chuanjing went out, he was puzzled. He could clearly feel that Zhou Qiangbin's family treated Zhang Yuanqing completely differently from others.
Even if Zhang Yuanqing was Zhou Qiangbin's biological son, he would not be treated like this. Even if the brother and sister can be harmonious, they cannot be so harmonious with their stepmother.
Diao Chuanjing even felt that it was precisely because of Zhang Yuanqing's integration that Zhou Qiangbin's family seemed more harmonious.
But no matter how he thought about it, he felt it was unreasonable, just because Zhang Yuanqing saved Zhao Xinyi twice?
Since Diao Chuanjing came into contact with him, he felt that Zhou Qiangbin was similar to the rumors and had a cold temperament. However, he was completely defenseless against this low-level kid. Although he admitted that Zhang Yuanqing had a good side, it was not enough.
Unless there is something about this kid that Zhou Qiangbin deserves to be concerned about, or even something that cannot be snatched away. As for feelings, haha, a person like Zhou Qiangbin has no feelings for anyone except blood relatives.
