In fact, Duan Feifei originally had exquisite facial features, a good foundation, breasts and a butt. Without having to modify herself too much, she could reach heights that many women could only dream of reaching.
She put on eye shadow, pink lipstick, put on a milky white dress, and walked out while swaying her long, snow-white legs.
More than three hours later, Feng Zhiguang and Duan Feifei arrived at the "Yuhuade" golf course in the provincial capital.
Chairman Xia Heng, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, came up to us and said, "Welcome old classmates!"
Then he looked at Duan Feifei, a pair of greedy eyes swept over her bumpy body, and said hello with a slight smile.
Later, Xia Heng put his arm around Feng Zhiguang's shoulders and whispered: "This woman is not only beautiful, but also very elegant. I am so beautiful!"
Feng Zhiguang smiled faintly, pointed to the young woman walking in front and said, "Your secretary? Not bad, haha."
"Well, yes." Xia Heng looked back at Duan Feifei, then whispered: "Did you like my secretary? How about we switch tonight?"
Feng Zhiguang immediately shook his head and said, "I won't change."
Xia Heng said a little unwillingly: "Old Feng, do you think this is okay? Which woman in my company do you like now? It doesn't matter whether it's a young woman or a girl, you can choose whoever you want."
Feng Zhiguang smiled, changed the subject and said, "Let's talk about it later. Hey, have you made an appointment with Secretary-General Fan?"
Xia Heng put away his evil smile, stood up straight and said, "Okay, we'll be at my hotel at seven o'clock in the evening."
Feng Zhiguang's eyes lit up and he said, "Great, what are Secretary Fan's hobbies?"
Xia Heng pondered for a moment and said, "I like antique calligraphy and painting."
Feng Zhiguang stopped and said thoughtfully: "Lao Xia, you go ahead and get busy. I'll buy some calligraphy and painting before I come back."
Xia Heng said: "That's fine. Zhengyuan Street sells antique calligraphy and paintings. Take a look."
"County Magistrate Feng, we don't know much about antique calligraphy and paintings. If we buy a fake and give it to Secretary-General Fan, not only will the matter not be accomplished, but we might even be disgusted by others. I think it's best to find an acquaintance to help us grow up." Eye."
The two got into the car, Duan Feifei reminded.
"Hey, yes, you really ignored this matter if you didn't remind me." Feng Zhiguang patted her smooth thigh and called Xia Heng: "Old Xia, I need to trouble you, have you ever played with antiques? friend……"
Xia Heng on the other end of the phone said: "Yes, oh, I understand, you are worried about buying a fake..."
More than half an hour later, Feng Zhiguang and Duan Feifei arrived at the antique street of Zhengyuan Street. After parking the car, they waited at the entrance for less than ten minutes and met Xia Heng's friend Mu Kun.
The two exchanged pleasantries and walked into the antique street.
More than two hours later, Feng Zhiguang and Duan Feifei returned to the golf course, entered the hotel, washed themselves briefly and went downstairs to eat.
Three men and one woman drank two kilograms of liquor. Duan Feifei refused and drank two bottles of beer, her face turned red and she looked like a peach and plum.
Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Xia Heng stared at Duan Feifei and kept looking for something to chat. The drunkard didn't care about drinking. What was he thinking? How could Duan Feifei not see it?
Men almost always have one thought, and they will squint when they see a beautiful woman. This is something Duan Feifei has experienced many times in her adult life.
At 7:10 p.m., Xia Heng and Feng Zhiguang surrounded Secretary-General Fan and arrived at the private room No. 316 of "Yu Huade".
Fan Weimin, 42 years old, is the Secretary-General of the Hanzhong Provincial Party Committee. Privately, his colleagues call him - Fan Da Mi. He is also tall, wearing glasses, and looks easy-going and elegant. .
After Xia Heng introduced Feng Zhiguang and Mu Kun, they exchanged a few words and sat down.
Afterwards, the pretty waitress brought Maotai wine and 1982 Lafite and put them on the table.
"Secretary-General Fan, today is also a coincidence. My old classmate Feng Zhiguang, who lives in Qingquan City, came to the provincial capital to look for me. I thought about it and called him over."
Xia Heng sat down and said with a smile.
"Hello Secretary-General Fan, I heard that your hometown is also in Qingquan City, right?"
Feng Zhiguang looked at Fan Weimin and smiled humbly.
"Oh, yes, yes. I am from Lishan County, Qingquan City, what about you?"
Fan Weimin's eyes lit up and he asked when he heard that a fellow villager was there.
"I'm from Anqing County, which is just a mountain away from Lishan County."
Feng Zhiguang said cautiously with a smile.
"When you mentioned Anqing County, I remembered that when I was a kid visiting relatives, I ate pecans at my relatives' house. They tasted sweet and delicious."
Secretary-General Fan said with great interest.
"Yes, yes, in Liuhe Town, our Anqing County. Not long ago, our county introduced Zhejiang Huayang Group to do pecan deep processing. Oh, in order to obtain this investment, we have traveled a lot. ah."
Feng Zhiguang hurriedly took the words and poured out the bitter water.
"Yes, Anqing County is a poor county with poor road traffic. Coupled with our local policy trends, it is difficult to take all of them into consideration at the moment."
Fan Weimin said with deep feeling.
Xia Heng smiled when he saw the two people chatting more and more together, then turned to look at Duan Feifei, and whispered: "Teacher Duan, I suddenly noticed a problem after seeing you."
Duan Feifei frowned and glanced at him sideways, and said with interest: "What's the problem?"
Xia Heng then leaned down, smiled slightly and said, "You look so pretty when you smile!"
Duan Feifei smiled, gave Xia Heng a blank look, and raised the corners of her lips slightly.
Back at the hotel in the evening, Duan Feifei shook off Feng Zhiguang's hand on her waist, stared at Feng Zhiguang with a straight face and asked, "Who do you think I am? A social butterfly or a public relations lady?"
Feng Zhiguang said with a smile: "Didn't I just ask you to bring two drinks to Secretary-General Fan? Don't be angry and go take a shower."
"snort!"
Duan Feifei glanced at him, turned around and went to the bedroom.
Looking at her beautiful figure, Feng Zhiguang smiled slightly, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
One afternoon, while Zhao Xiangdong was discussing the thousand-acre walnut base with the three village chiefs of Dawa Village, Zhujialou Village and Shanggang Village, he heard a car drive into the yard.
boom!
"Secretary Zhao, Secretary Zhao!"
Qin Ping's voice rang out in the yard.
"who?"
The three people looked at Zhao Xiangdong, who looked calm.
At this time, Qin Ping walked in with two wild rabbits. He saw Zhao Xiangdong and said with a smile: "Secretary Zhao, I found you. When I came here, I happened to meet my friend who caught two wild rabbits. I heard Secretary Qi say, you love Eat hare meat, which was brought to you. Isn’t this considered a bribe? Haha.”
Zhao Xiangdong looked at Qin Ping, who was smiling playfully, and said, "Take it back. I have been a vegetarian for more than a month."
"Please take a seat."
Chang Desheng, the head of Dawa Village, stood up and said politely, then walked out with the other two village heads knowingly.
Qin Ping turned around and smiled politely at Chang Desheng, sat down, handed Zhao Xiangdong a cigarette, and said, "Secretary Zhao, I've booked the hotel. I'll call Secretary Qi in the evening, and we'll just get together and chat."
