When he was about to reach Nanzhou City, Niu Fuyong called.
"Brother Lu, where are you?"
Lu Yiwei took a nap and opened his eyes to look around. "I'm on my way to the city. Where are you?"
"I'm already at Long 'an."
"Oh, I have a meeting in the city in the afternoon. I've already told Hu Peng to accompany you for lunch. I'll go back in the afternoon. If you can't wait, you can go back first. We'll meet again in the provincial capital. "
Niu Fuyong raised his voice. "I'm just here to see you. What's the point of going back? Alright, you go ahead with your meeting. I'll wait for you. If you're late, you'll have to stay here. "
"Alright, we'll talk again tonight."
With the accumulation of capital, Niu Fuyong became more and more arrogant. He felt that Xijiang Province could no longer accommodate him. He frequently went in and out of the capital, using money to open a path and mingling with some young masters. For a businessman, this was the right way of thinking. With the protection of a young master, no matter where he went, the local officials would respect him. Everything had its pros and cons. Was the young master short of money? Or maybe he didn't even care about your little bit of money. At most, he was just using you. These people were more likely to turn their backs on you. When you were useful, they would praise you to the sky. When you weren't, they would trample you to death. He could play with you, but you couldn't play with him.
Lu Yiwei had always maintained a calm attitude towards the young masters from the capital. He didn't get too close to them, nor did he stray too far away. To be honest, he couldn't afford to offend them. It was better to stay away from them. Niu Fuyong was naive enough to think that the other party treated him as a friend. He was extremely stupid. Take that Tian Jundong for example. How could he look up to you? But no matter how he persuaded, Niu Fuyong wouldn't listen. He was helpless.
The hour hand pointed to 12: 36. Lu Yiwei wanted to ask Mayor Dong Xiaoning out for a meal. But it was too late, and she might not come out.
Dong Xiaoning was a female general. She was a leading cadre from the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee. She used to be a colleague of her father-in-law. Before coming here, Fan Rongkui had greeted him, and Lu Yiwei had talked to him on the phone, but they had not met yet. Thinking that it was already too late, he decided not to disturb the other party. He casually ate a bite at a roadside restaurant before heading to the Municipal Party Committee's compound. He hid in his car and quietly waited for the meeting to start.
When it was almost half past one, Lu Yiwei saw a car stop in front of the Municipal Party Committee Building. He took a quick glance and saw Dong Xiaoning get out of the car and walk in with her head held high and chest puffed out.
For a woman to become an official was a kind of freedom, a kind of feeling, and even a kind of artistic conception. She had been deeply influenced by Confucianism and Taoism. Since ancient times, she had believed that women should submit to their men and silently contribute to them. This was a dogma that had been adhered to for thousands of years. It had been deeply integrated into her bones and was difficult to change even now.
When a woman put down the pots and pans, walked out of the kitchen, and entered the hall, and entered the political world, people often looked at her with colored glasses. It was nothing more than how capable you were and how knowledgeable you were. Straight to the point, if it was a female official with a beautiful appearance and a seductive figure, she would definitely be unable to avoid the topic of power, money, and sex. This stereotype was deeply rooted. Coupled with the expansion of people's various desires, it was difficult to correct this concept in a short period of time.
Take Ma Feifei, for example. She was a minor actor in the Beijing Opera Troupe. She started in Beizhou City and entered the political world in a short period of time. She became a member of the Youth League Committee and rose through the ranks to become the Executive Deputy Mayor of the provincial capital. It was difficult to believe that she was knowledgeable because her resume was "disgraceful." She graduated from a secondary school of Chinese opera and was assigned to the Beijing Opera Troupe. How could she become a deputy mayor? Her beauty was a topic that could not be avoided.
As for the Dong Xiaoning in front of her, she studied in a proper university and was even a master's student. After graduating from university, she was assigned to the Publicity Department of the Provincial Party Committee and worked there for nearly 20 years. It was not easy for her to go from a publicity officer to the Deputy Director of the Publicity Department of the Provincial Party Committee. She seized the effective opportunity to ascend to the position of mayor. Her resume was very ordinary. Her ability was not very outstanding, and her appearance was not as stunning as Ma Feifei's. However, her temperament was definitely not inferior to anyone.
What was temperament? Perhaps nine out of ten people could not describe it. An abstract ideology that could not be seen or touched was often more impactful than a visual one. It could be said that it was innate, or it could be the precipitation of time, the accumulation of culture, or the trajectory of growth. It was imperceptibly integrated into the words and deeds, posture, and appearance.
Dong Xiaoning was such a woman. She could not wear dresses like other women. She could only wear material trousers and black leather shoes like men. Her upper body could be ever-changing, but it could not stand out from the scope of business attire. Today, she was wearing a black wool coat with a maroon sweater inside. She had permed her short hair and had the demeanor of a leader. While walking, she did not forget to turn back to remind the secretary next to her. She did not even have time to respond to the person who greeted her.
There was still some time before the meeting. Lu Yiwei intended to seize the limited time to see her. He tidied up his clothes and quickly got out of the car. He quickly walked into the hall and saw that she was entering the elevator. He quickened his pace and was about to smile and greet her. She looked up and fixed her gaze on him. Then, she lowered her head and continued to talk to the secretary next to her.
Lu Yiwei was very embarrassed, but he was too embarrassed to interrupt her. When the elevator reached the sixth floor, Dong Xiaoning quickly walked out. It seemed that she had something urgent to do.
Lu Yiwei did not want to miss this opportunity. He braced himself and walked forward again to greet her.
Dong Xiaoning stopped and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Mayor Dong, I am Lu Yiwei."
Dong Xiaoning raised her eyebrows and looked him up and down. She smiled and said, "You are Lu Yiwei?"
Lu Yiwei nodded politely.
"I have heard of you long ago, but I never knew who you were. I did not expect you to be so young. Come, let's talk in the office. "
After entering the office, Dong Xiaoning reminded the secretary again, "Go and meet with them now. Make sure that you have a result by tonight. I will be waiting. If you can't get it done, I will take over. "
"Alright, I will go and implement it now."
After the secretary left, Dong Xiaoning showed a tired expression. He smiled helplessly and said, "There are too many things. I can't do anything about it. I heard that you were here the day before yesterday. I wanted to go down and see you, but I couldn't leave. Are you used to it? "
Lu Yiwei quickly said, "You are too polite. I should be the one reporting to you. You were not here that day, so … it's fine. It's not bad."
Dong Xiaoning returned to his desk and sat down. He waved his hand and said, "Let's sit down and talk. We are family. Don't be so restrained. Oh, I forgot to pour you some tea. "
He stood up and wanted to pour tea. Lu Yiwei quickly said, "No need to trouble you. I can do it myself."
"Do you want to smoke? There are cigarettes on the table. Help yourself."
"No need. Your room is so clean. I will endure it."
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