After a quick meal, the driver, Old Wei, sent the two to Jiangdong City. Before leaving, Lu Yiwei suggested bringing Old Wei and Li Ermao along so that they could take care of each other when they went out. Zhang Zhiyuan thought for a while and nodded in tacit agreement.
The plane tickets were still bought by Sanjo. Sanjo's friendship with Lu Yiwei was really good. Although they did not see each other often, as long as Lu Yiwei was in trouble, he would always put down his work and go all out. For example, the erection of the three large billboards in Nanyang County. It was an impossible task, but Sanjo used his intelligence and mobilized all the forces he could to complete it overnight. After receiving Lu Yiwei's call, the western restaurant was still in a mess. Just like that, he rushed to book the plane tickets.
On the way, Zhang Zhiyuan said in advance, "Yiwei, let's make an agreement in advance. I'll pay for all the expenses of this trip."
Lu Yiwei quickly said, "How can I let you pay for it? You don't have to worry about this."
"No, I have to do it this time. Don't fight with me. If you keep talking, I'll get angry," Zhang Zhiyuan said seriously.
Looking at Zhang Zhiyuan's serious face, Lu Yiwei did not insist anymore. He nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll make you pay."
"Haha, yes! Make me pay. "Hearing that Lu Yiwei was joking with him, he could not help but feel much better.
Lu Yiwei patted Old Wei's shoulder and said, "Old Wei, it's not easy for Secretary Zhang to be generous. We can't be frugal for him."
Old Wei just smiled through the rearview mirror and did not say anything. After following Zhang Zhiyuan for so many years, Old Wei had always been a man of few words and rarely interfered in government affairs. He was a qualified driver.
When they arrived at Jiangdong City Airport, Sanjo was already waiting at the entrance of the departure hall.
"Yiwei, why didn't you tell me in advance that you're going to Tibet to travel? I've wanted to go for a long time. If you had told me in advance, I would have gone," Sanjou complained.
Lu Yiwei squinted his eyes and whispered, "This is our boss."
Sanjo, who had been in the government and business circles for many years, quickly stepped forward and bowed, shaking hands with him, "Boss Zhang, I have long heard of your great name. Now that I have seen you today, you are indeed extraordinary and have the demeanor of a general. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Zhang Zhiyuan was not used to being called "Boss". However, it was very clever to address him as the boss on such an occasion. Zhang Zhiyuan shook his hand and nodded. "I've long heard about you from Yiwei. I'll definitely go to your western restaurant to have a taste when I come back."
"Aiya!" Sanjo exclaimed, "It would be my honor if you could come. I await your arrival respectfully. "
After chatting for a while, Sanjo took out a large bag of food from the trunk of the car and stuffed it into Lu Yiwei's hands. "I don't know what you guys like to eat, so I bought some at the supermarket for you to eat on the way."
Lu Yiwei was very touched by Sanjo's meticulousness. However, he smiled bitterly and said, "Sanjo, we're taking a plane, not a train. You bought so many things for us to eat on the plane. Wouldn't that make us laugh our heads off? You can take it back. We'll travel light and have money with us. You can buy whatever you want to eat. "
Sanjo's expression suddenly changed. He threw the food to Lu Yiwei and pretended to be angry. "It's up to you whether you want to eat or not." After that, he turned around and got into the car and left.
Watching Sanjo leave, Lu Yiwei shook his head helplessly and handed the food to Li Ermao, who was beside him.
After entering the departure hall, Old Wei took his ID card to apply for the ticket. Zhang Zhiyuan went to the bathroom. Taking this opportunity, Lu Yiwei quickly asked, "Do you have the 30,000 yuan with you?"
Li Ermao patted the bulging pocket on his chest and said, "I've brought it all."
"Okay." Lu Yiwei heaved a sigh of relief and said, "You have to be smart when you go to Tibet. Secretary Zhang said that it was his expense, but can he really let him spend it? When the time comes, you will rush to pay the bill. Do you understand? "
Li Ermao nodded, not fully understanding.
Lu Yiwei looked at his watch. It was still early for the plane to take off. Considering that it was such a long journey to Tibet, he had already thought about what he needed to prepare on the way. He said, "I'll give you a few tasks. First, go to the pharmacy to buy some blood pressure medicine, then buy some glucose, medicine to prevent altitude sickness, and cold medicine. Second, go to the mall to buy a few pairs of sunglasses. I want the best ones, then buy four sets of sportswear and hiking shoes. Secretary Zhang and I are about the same size. I'll buy 175 and 180 for Old Wei. You know what you're talking about. In addition, buy a camera and prepare a few more rolls of film. Third, go to the supermarket to buy the local dough balls in Xijiang Province. Buy more, and buy some chili. Secretary Zhang likes to eat them … Do you understand? "
Lu Yiwei said so much in one breath, and Li Ermao struggled to record it in his mind. Looking at Li Ermao's appearance, Lu Yiwei was worried. He took out a pen and wrote in his hand, then reminded him again.
From the matters that Lu Yiwei had just explained, it was enough to show the professionalism that a secretary should have. To serve a leader, not only did one have to strive for perfection in work, but one also had to be meticulous in life. A qualified and competent secretary who did not have keen insight and meticulous coordination skills would not be valued by the leader. Take Lu Yiwei for example. Zhang Zhiyuan had always thought of him as a secretary, but Lu Yiwei had always been a secretary. Even when Lu Yiwei left Zhang Zhiyuan's side, Lu Yiwei would always consider everything for him.
Back at the departure lounge, Lu Yiwei took out a bottle of mineral water from his bag and passed it to Zhang Zhiyuan. "Secretary Zhang, did you apply for leave from the city?"
Lu Yiwei's reminder reminded Zhang Zhiyuan of this matter. He walked to a secluded corner and took out his phone to make a call. After a while, Zhang Zhiyuan returned. "Done!"
Lu Yiwei rarely saw Zhang Zhiyuan so relaxed and happy. Seems like he was very satisfied with this transfer.
Old Wei came over with the plane ticket, panting heavily. Lu Yiwei took the ticket and saw it was economy class, and the flight was at 8 pm. There were still four hours before the flight. He quickly pulled Old Wei aside and said, "Why is it economy class? Didn't they say it was first class? "
Old Wei said. "It was originally first class, but the other party said an important leader would be taking the flight, and they booked the entire first class cabin. We can either change to economy class or change to another flight. I checked, and there is only one flight to Sichuan. If not, it will be tomorrow morning at 8: 30 am."
Lu Yiwei was confused. What kind of important leader was so rich? This kind of thing was news in the past, but it was no longer surprising now. Over the years, many tycoons in Xijiang Province had appeared, and their strange behaviors were shocking. Rumor had it that a coal boss had gambled in Macau and lost more than 100 million without batting an eyelid.
Lu Yiwei looked at Zhang Zhiyuan and quickly thought about how to deal with it. As there were no direct flights to Tibet in Xijiang Province, they could only transfer to Chengdu, Sichuan. He raised his head and looked at the scrolling flight information on the giant screen. Wuhan Airport popped up. An idea came to his mind. "How about this? Old Wei, go and see if there is a first class flight to Wuhan. If there is, we will fly directly to Wuhan."
"No need." Zhang Zhiyuan heard their conversation and said, "Economy class it is. It's not a big deal. I'm not a bureaucrat. We go out to have fun. Don't make it unpleasant because of these things."
Lu Yiwei gave Old Wei a look to ask, but Old Wei stood there awkwardly, not knowing who to listen to. After a while, he said, "Yiwei, why don't we listen to Secretary Zhang?"
Lu Yiwei was not willing to give up, but he insisted. He looked back at Zhang Zhiyuan and walked to the side to make a call.
"Hello, Sanjō, do you know anyone at the airport?"
"Ah?" Sanjō exclaimed, "I'm not that powerful. I really can't help you with this."
"Sigh! What f * * king bad luck! " Lu Yiwei said, "I don't know which rich guy booked all the first class seats. Mr. Zhang can only sit in economy class. Why don't you think of another way?"
"I really can't help you with this. I don't have any friends in this circle at all." Sanjō thought for a while and said, "By the way, why don't you ask Black Circle? This kid has a lot of connections. He has friends from all walks of life. It shouldn't be a problem."
Without further ado, Lu Yiwei quickly called Black Circle. Black Circle was playing mahjong in the dark. When he received Lu Yiwei's call, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. After knowing his intention, he said, "This is a piece of cake. I'll call someone over now."
Black Circle's ability was really great. He was like an all-purpose oil. He had friends in all walks of life, which made Lu Yiwei very envious. On this point, he was far less capable than Black Circle.
After a while, a man in a black suit walked up to Lu Yiwei and said, "Sir, are you a friend of He Quan?"
He didn't expect him to come so quickly. Lu Yiwei stood up and greeted, "Hello, I am."
The man introduced himself as the manager of a certain bank's airport VIP room. After hearing Lu Yiwei's request, he took the initiative to go to the airport ticket office to negotiate. About half an hour later, the man returned and said, "Mr. Lu, I'm very sorry. The first class seats have indeed been booked by a boss. I can't do anything about it. How about this? There's a plane to Xining in an hour and a half. There's a first-class seat, but after landing, you have to wait until two in the morning before there's a flight to Tibet. What do you think … "
Lu Yiwei was doing this out of kindness. Zhang Zhiyuan said, "Alright, economy class it is."
Things happened so suddenly. Lu Yiwei was helpless. It seemed that he could only take economy class. He didn't care, as long as Zhang Zhiyuan was satisfied.
"Mr. Lu, Boss He has specially arranged for you to rest in the VIP room while waiting for your flight. Please follow me." The manager said enthusiastically.
Even though he couldn't get a first-class ticket, it was not bad to enjoy the treatment of the VIP room. Lu Yiwei didn't stand on ceremony. He got up and followed the manager to the VIP room on the side.
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