The dinner party ended before eight o 'clock in the evening.
The living room is filled with the smell of alcohol, and the two bottles of Maotai are empty.
Hu Silian looked at her watch and was the first to leave. Everyone stood up to send her off. After Secretary Hu left, Liu Dahai, Chen Fa, and the rest also left. Dong Xuebing was worried about them driving, and he asked Deputy Team Leader Feng to get someone to fetch Old Liu and Old Chen for them to stay in the County tonight. In the end, only Luo Haiting, Lin Pingping, and Guo Panwei are left in the living room.
Dong Xuebing laughed. "You all should go back now. It's getting late."
"I am not in a hurry." Luo Haiting turned around with the support of her fiery red dress and naturally began to clean up the dishes on the table. "I'll wash the dishes first. How can I let you do it alone?"
Lin Pingping quickly went over to help. "I will wipe the table."
Guo Panwei also got busy sweeping the floor and throwing out the trash.
Ten minutes later, the living room is clean and tidied up by Luo Haiting, Lin Pingping, and Dong Xuebing. Dong Xuebing said. "I thought I will treat you all, but you all had to cook and wash the dishes. But Sister Luo and Sister Lin are really good at cooking. Luckily I did not cook, or else, I will be embarrassed. Haha … thank you all. Let's go to a restaurant another day. I will treat you all." They had just finished cleaning, and Dong Xuebing can't ask them to leave so quickly. "Come. Let's sit down for a while."
Everyone sat around the dining table again.
Dong Xuebing took out a cigarette, and Guo Panwei immediately takes out a lighter to light it for him.
Dong Xuebing looked at Luo Haiting and Lin Pingping and thought for a while. He waved his hand to block the lighter and put the cigarette back into the pack.
Lin Pingping quickly said. "You can smoke."
"We are fine." Luo Haiting took out a lighter and moved closer to Dong Xuebing. "Don't mind us. You can smoke …"
Dong Xuebing waved his hand. "Never mind. How can I let these two ladies breathe in second-hand smoke? Haha … I also want to smoke less. Oh, Panwei." He pointed to a small cabinet at the side of the hall. "There, there should be eight or nine cartons of cigarettes in that cabinet. Take them out." There was basically no more alcohol at home, but there were still a lot of cigarettes. They were all given by colleagues during the Spring Festival. Dong Xuebing pushed the cigarettes towards Guo Panwei. "Panwei, Sister Lin, take three cigarettes each. Sister Luo, give your husband three cigarettes too."
Luo Haiting hurriedly waved her hand. "No, no, I can't do that."
Lin Pingping and Guo Panwei also declined.
Dong Xuebing laughed. "I can't finish it alone. Just treat it as helping me out. Take it with you when you leave. Don't forget it."
It was either Soft Zhonghua or Furong Wang. They were all good cigarettes and not cheap.
Lin Pingping and the rest had not given gifts to Dong Xuebing, and they felt embarrassed to receive gifts from their leader.
In the end, Luo Haiting gritted her teeth and smiled at Dong Xuebing. "I will thank you on behalf of my husband."
Dong Xuebing replied. "What's there to thank? If you run out of cigarettes, come and get some from me. Don't stand on ceremony."
Lin Pingping and Guo Panwei saw Director Luo had accepted the gifts, and they did not reject her.
Dong Xuebing did not send them out, and they are not in a hurry to leave. They chatted casually as talking about personal matters is better than talking about work.
As they chatted, Dong Xuebing's eyes twitched. He could feel something stepping on his feet. At first, he thought someone had accidentally stepped on him. But after a while, that soft foot did not seem to be moving away from his shoes. After a while, that foot slowly moved into his pants and rubbed against his calf. Dong Xuebing could feel a rustling sensation on the other person's foot. It's silk stockings.
Luo Haiting and Lin Pingping are sitting opposite Dong Xuebing. Lin Pingping is wearing leather shoes today, and it's not easy to remove them. Without asking, Dong Xuebing knew that Sister Luo had removed her feet from her high heels.
This Sister Luo …
Are you trying to kill me?
"I heard Mayor Xie had gone to the City Government. Secretary Xiang and Secretary Duan had also complained about Da Feng County to the City Government? "
"I also heard about it. Our County's leaders are furious. But even if the City Government reprimands Da Feng County and Mayor Li, Peng Kenong's project will not return."
"What is this Manager Peng doing? He doesn't even know how to keep his word and offended our County."
"Peng Kenong's company is not in our County, and that's why he dares to disrespect our County and humiliate our Investment Promotion Agency, Mayor Xie, and Mayor Zhao. But I heard he had set up a teahouse in Hua Mei Estate, and it's the only teahouse in our County. His other factories and projects are in neighboring cities."
Guo Panwei, Lin Pingping, and Dong Xuebing continued to talk about this incident.
Luo Haiting took a sip of her hot tea and replied. Other than her anger at Peng Kenong's despicable actions, nothing else can be seen on her face.
But Dong Xuebing could feel Luo Haiting's leg moving deeper into his pants and rubbing against him. Sister Luo is sitting with her legs crossed facing Dong Xuebing, and the tablecloth is draped over her red dress, blocking Dong Xuebing's view. No one can guess what she is doing with her leg under the table.
Dong Xuebing cleared his throat. "What teahouse? That Peng Kenong does not have any investments here. "
Luo Haiting looks at Dong Xuebing and combed her hair. "He doesn't own that teahouse, but he owns a lot of shares in it."
"Near Hua Mei Estate?" Dong Xuebing did not move his leg. "Is it that 'Nong Cha's' two-story teahouse?"
Luo Haiting nodded. "Have you been there before?"
Dong Xuebing laughed. "What a coincidence. My helper was invited to this teahouse for tea by the State Security staff. I went there later and found out those State Security staff are fake. They had gotten their own IDs, and even the serial numbers are wrong. Haha … So, this is Peng Kenong's teahouse? Alright. "
Lin Pingping heard Dong Xuebing's words and was stunned. "You are saying … you want to give it …"
Guo Panwei's eyes brighten up. Let the Industry and Commerce Department give it a hard time?
"I don't mean it." Dong Xuebing calmly replied. "Our County's focus this year is to attract investors. Even if it is an untrustworthy investor like Peng Kenong, we must treat him seriously. We must not be too narrow-minded. How dare he look down on our County? He is looking down on our Investment Promotion Agency? He even threatened us to increase the discounts for our projects? Cancel the contract? If we deliberately target Peng Kenong's teahouse to settle accounts, it will inevitably disappoint other investors and make them feel that we are using our power to oppress them. "
Luo Haiting was surprised by Dong Xuebing's words.
Lin Pingping was also impressed by Dong Xuebing's foresight.
Only Guo Panwei did not say anything. Luo Haiting and the rest had only known Dong Xuebing for two months, and Guo Panwei had been working for Dong Xuebing for a long time. He knows Dong Xuebing's way of doing things. Treat Peng Kenong with generosity? Using the Prime Minister's stomach to accommodate him? Let's go back to our grandma! If Chief Dong can be like this, he will not offend so many people!
"Of course, we must still visit the Health Bureau and Fire Department. It's almost Labor Day, and public health and fire safety are our top priorities. If Mr. Peng's teahouse is not doing well in this area, we must criticize him. Attracting investors is important, but the people are more important. We must not ignore the people's interests just to attract investors. This is unacceptable!"
Damn!
After talking for so long, Dong Xuebing still wants to get even with Dong Xuebing.
Lin Pingping almost fainted. She knew Chief Dong does not know how to look at the big picture!
Dong Xuebing is going to settle the scores, but that doesn't mean he does not know how to look at the big picture. Peng Kenong had offended the entire Yan Tai County, and he did not expect things to escalate to this extent. But this is the result. He had gone back on his words and humiliated Mayor Xie and the Investment Promotion Agency. If Peng Kenong had other reasons to choose Da Feng County, it's fine. But he had fallen out with Yan Tai County because of some benefits and preferential policies. How can you mess around with a government agency?! The County had been nice to Peng Kenong and had given him the green light, preferential policies, and free promotions. Even Mayor Xie and Mayor Zhao had come over to host the contract signing. But this is how you treat us? You still dare to threaten us to not sign the contract if we don't lower the land purchase fees? You still dare to pretend not to answer our calls?
F * * k you!
The prestige of the government was unquestionable. Now that the grudge had been formed, someone had to deal with Peng Kenong!
Peng Kenong only owns one teahouse in Yan Tai County, and it is owned by a partner. This is a small target, and the County's Leaders might not lower themselves to deal with him. After thinking for a while, Dong Xuebing decided to deal with Peng Kenong himself. This is called looking at the bigger picture. He must give the County and the Leaders an explanation. If he does not do anything, other investors will think Yan Tai County is a pushover. How can an investor do whatever he wants? How is Yan Tai County going to carry on with its investments in the future?
Peng Kenong asked for this!
After Pang Zhou's incident, it's time to settle the score with you. Do you think you can slap our Huilan? If I don't teach you a lesson, you will forget who you are! We are giving you face by being nice to you! We are not afraid of you! You're trying to haggle over the price just because you're favored? You think too highly of yourself!
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