After Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone, he thought for a long time.
Before I knew it, it was already time to get off work.
When Zhang Yuanqing looked at his desk, he unknowingly smoked a pack of cigarettes.
When Guan Qingyun came in, he felt like there was a fire inside.
"Boss, do you have time tonight? Otherwise, I'll invite you to my house for a meal. My wife has been here for the past two days and just cooked a meal at home."
Zhang Yuanqing was still very satisfied with Guan Qingyun's performance during this period.
Although it is a bit bookish, the layout is a bit off. But as a secretary, it can be said that he is diligent and conscientious.
He also understood that Guan Qingyun took the initiative to show his goodwill at this time to express his support for him.
This is also the tragedy of the little people. They do not have a rich background and can take separate bets or assess the situation. They have no choice. All they can do is stud and fight for tomorrow.
Just like when Zhang Yuanqing followed Zhou Qiangbin before, he was focused on rushing forward and was willing to be a vanguard. Later, when I met Zheng Yao and had a choice, my all-or-nothing mentality also changed.
To put it bluntly, it still depends on your own background.
Guan Qingyun invited him home for dinner just to give him a try.
The other party is already so sincere. If Zhang Yuanqing doesn't go, he will lose his heart.
So Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you tonight."
When Guan Qingyun heard this, he was overjoyed and hurried out to start the car.
Zhang Yuanqing went to the dormitory first and bought some local wine from the fruit village. He thought it tasted good, so Zhou Guoxing gave him a few bottles.
Going to Guan Qingyun's place at night, it's not easy to go there empty-handed.
After getting the wine, Zhang Yuanqing went to the parking lot and got into Guan Qingyun's car.
"Boss, what are you...what are you doing? I asked you to go to dinner. The wine is ready."
Guan Qingyun immediately panicked when he saw Zhang Yuanqing bringing wine.
Zhang Yuanqing smiled: "It's not a waste of money. You also know this wine. It comes from the fruit village. Try it tonight. I won't be able to bear it if there is too much."
Guan Qingyun rarely saw Zhang Yuanqing's smiling face, and he also relaxed: "Okay, thank you for the leader's kindness."
Guan Qingyun drove to the house he rented here. Renting in Baipeng Town was very cheap, costing several hundred yuan a month. This was unimaginable in the urban area of Jiangbei City.
Guan Qingyun rented a detached house, which looked quite good.
Guan Qingyun took Zhang Yuanqing into the house and saw an old lady holding a child.
"Mom, this is my leader." Guan Qingyun introduced quickly.
The old woman looks quite smart and capable, with a relatively strong body. She must be nearly sixty years old, but most of her hair is black, with only a few silver strands.
The old woman hurriedly stepped forward: "You must be Mayor Zhang. I hear Qing Yun talking about it at home every day, saying that Mayor Zhang is the one who cares so much for him. Let me tell you, don't pamper him. He should be criticized. It’s time to teach a lesson.”
The old woman was very good at talking. She told Zhang Yuanqing not to spoil his son, which invisibly raised Zhang Yuanqing's seniority. You must know that Zhang Yuanqing is younger than Guan Qingyun.
However, the younger the leader, the more he wants to find this sense of superiority. Therefore, the old woman will do what she likes, and she will speak to your heart.
No matter what you say is true or false, with this attitude, how can you not be confused?
Zhang Yuanqing quickly waved his hand: "Auntie, please don't say that. Qingyun is the director of the Economic Office, and I am both a colleague and a friend. He is several years older than me, and I usually have to take care of me."
"Mayor Zhang is really low-key. Come in quickly and I'll ask my daughter-in-law to make tea for you."
The old woman was a little too excited when she spoke. During the short ten-step walk into the house, I kept saying nice words one after another, keeping my posture very low.
The child who was sleeping in his arms woke up again and started making noise.
Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly left with the child in her arms, letting Guan Qingyun continue to follow Zhang Yuanqing. She was afraid of the noise of the children, which made Zhang Yuanqing feel uncomfortable.
The old woman's behavior was not only extremely attentive, but also a bit overly enthusiastic. In fact, Zhang Yuanqing also understood that this was for his son.
Guan Qingyun looked apologetic: "My mother gets a little excited when she sees the leader..."
Zhang Yuanqing patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, don't say that, I have pitiful parents in the world. If my parents met my leader, they would probably be the same. At their age, they just want their children to live a better life."
Guan Qingyun did not expect Zhang Yuanqing to be so considerate. It seemed that he was right to invite Zhang Yuanqing today.
Guan Qingyun followed Zhang Yuanqing into the house: "Mayor, after dinner and wine tonight, you can rest at my house. There is no one to take care of you in the dormitory."
"That's no need. I'm used to being free on my own."
After Zhang Yuanqing entered the house, Guan Qingyun quickly called to his wife: "Yanzi, Yanzi, come out quickly."
At this moment, a young woman walked out of the house. The young woman was younger than Guan Qingyun and looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. The woman was wearing a light yellow ultra-thin cashmere sweater and a pair of tight black jeans, walking lightly.
From the outside, she has a slender waist and does not look like the kind of woman who just had a baby.
Guan Qingyun introduced: "Leader, this is my lover Zhao Chengyan."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded. Unexpectedly, the woman was so generous and extended her hand: "Mayor Zhang, welcome."
The woman's fingers are long and slender, and the skin of her palms is white and delicate. She doesn't look like a housewife at all.
Zhang Yuanqing gently shook his hand and let go: "Excuse me."
Guan Qingyun took Zhang Yuanqing and sat on the sofa: "You sit down for a while, there are a few more dishes and I'll stir-fry them."
Zhang Yuanqing burst into laughter. Didn't this boy say that her lover had just cooked the food when he came back? After working on it for a long time, it was still just a cover.
But yes, my wife is so beautiful, she is probably willing to do housework. Don't listen to what many people are saying: good-looking skins are all the same, but interesting souls are only one in a million.
When it's my turn, I guess everyone will be Yan Gou.
Guan Qingyun went to stir-fry, while Zhao Chengyan hurriedly poured tea. Women's movements are very graceful, and every move they make should be deeply influenced by them since childhood.
"You have tea." Zhao Chengyan placed the tea cup in front of Zhang Yuanqing, then sat on another sofa, seemingly accompanying him.
When Zhang Yuanqing saw that the tea was exactly seven minutes old, he smiled and asked, "What does Sister Zhao do?"
Zhao Cengyan saw that Zhang Yuanqing was very easy-going and smiled: "Don't call me sister, just call me Yanzi."
When Zhang Yuanqing heard the nickname Swallow, he thought of Yue Yunpeng's heartbreaking face.
Zhao Chengyan introduced herself: "I opened a bookstore in Hongwei County and barely made a living."
Upon hearing about the other party's profession, Zhang Yuanqing found it a bit interesting. Not many bookstores opened in this era, unless it was the kind next to a school, it was not called a bookstore, just a stationery store.
A serious bookstore belongs to the high-brow type. Some bosses are young and artistic people, or they work for fun.
Speaking of books, Zhang Yuanqing saw a bookshelf in Guan Qingyun's living room. He walked over to take a look with great interest, and happened to see a copy of "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu.
I came across this book because the other books are collections of poems or some literary masterpieces.
Zhang Yuanqing doesn't read those books very much, so he is a little interested in "The Art of War".
"This book belongs to Qing Yun. It was thrown in the car. I picked it up and put it away when I saw it. For example, we who work in a bookstore feel a pity when we see the book thrown away..."
Zhao Chengyan's voice was very gentle, even when she was complaining, she seemed very gentle.
Zhang Yuanqing smiled, opened it casually, and happened to see a sentence: "The first is to attack the enemy with the army, the second is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the army, and the second is to attack the city."
When Zhang Yuanqing saw this sentence, he couldn't help but feel emotional, and for a moment he forgot where he was.
