Ding Ning touched his nose awkwardly. "You are?"
"I'm Cui Yong, Chief of the Third Section of the Ninghai Seventeenth Bureau. Director Zhang asked me to wait for you here."
The man was in his early forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, and a crew cut. He looked very energetic. Knowing that Ding Ning was a hands-off boss and had never been to the unit since he took office, it was normal that he did not know him, so he hurriedly introduced himself.
"Oh, Little Cui, I'm sorry. I was delayed by something. Thank you for your hard work."
Hearing that he was from the Ninghai Seventeenth Bureau, and Zhang Heping sent him to wait for him, Ding Ning immediately patted Cui Yong's shoulder with a smile and said politely.
"Director Ding, you are welcome."
Cui Yong's mouth twitched, but his face showed respect and said flatteringly.
Murong Yanran, her brother, and Qingyun all wanted to laugh, but they felt it was not appropriate. It was hard for them to hold it in. They thought that a young boy patted a middle-aged man in his forties and called him Little Cui. Why did this scene look so unharmonious?
They were embarrassed to laugh, but the people from the Bureau of Religions had nothing to be embarrassed about. A burly man squinted at Ding Ning contemptuously, sneered, and said sarcastically, "Old Cui, hahaha, when did you become young? You have become Little Cui."
"Hahaha, Little Cui, good, we will also call you Little Cui in the future!"
"Little Cui, this is a good name. It makes you look young."
"Yes, Old Cui has become Little Cui. He looks dozens of years younger."
The people from the Bureau of Religions beside the strong man immediately burst into laughter, winked, and sneered. Although they seemed to be teasing Cui Ming, people with discerning eyes knew that they were targeting Ding Ning.
The rules of the Murong Family were very strict, and the First Miss and the First Young Master were present, so they naturally did not dare to be too out of line. But they also looked at the people teasing Cui Ming with a smile in their eyes.
The other members of the Seventeenth Bureau did not say anything, but they also laughed. They were not members of the Ninghai Seventeenth Bureau, so Ding Ning, the director, could not control them.
Although the relationship between the Seventeenth Bureau and the Bureau of Religions was a little tense recently, there was a lot of discussion within the Seventeenth Bureau about Ding Ning, the young director. Many people thought that he got the position by means of connections and were very dissatisfied with him.
Cui Yong smiled indifferently and ignored these people. Although the people from the Bureau of Religions seemed to be mocking him, he knew that they were aiming at Ding Ning.
As Zhang Heping's confidant, he had always hoped that Zhang Heping could become the director, so that he could also rise. But he did not expect that Ding Ning suddenly became the director and cut off Zhang Heping's promotion. Naturally, he did not have a good impression of Ding Ning.
He was respectful on the surface, but he despised him in his heart. However, he naturally wouldn't show it easily. His face was still calm and composed, and he seemed to be extremely cultured.
What kind of person was Ding Ning? How could he not hear the sarcasm in their words? Even though he was forced to become the director of the Seventeenth Bureau, and couldn't be bothered with the internal strife within the bureau, it didn't mean that he could be looked down upon and bullied.
Immediately, he smiled and looked at the strong man who was leading the uproar. "Who are you?"
"Oh, Bureau Chief Ding, this is Zhou Wuyang, the director of Yang City's Bureau of Religions."
Cui Yong hurriedly introduced him, but there was an imperceptible teasing flash in his eyes.
Although Zhou Wuyang's position was not high, his skills were quite good, and his ability was also quite good. He had a lot of prestige among the people at the bottom. If it weren't for the fact that he was arrogant, had a bad temper, and offended many people with his blabbermouth, he would have been promoted long ago.
Zhou Wuyang crossed his arms and looked at the sky with an arrogant look. Although Ding Ning's rank was much higher than his, they were not in the same department after all. He was not afraid of offending Ding Ning. Moreover, he had a close personal relationship with Gu Jianyang, the deputy director of Ninghai's Seventeenth Bureau. Naturally, he did not have a good impression of Ding Ning, who came here to be responsible for the registration.
"Oh, so you are just a small director of a prefecture-level city. I thought you were a big leader. No wonder you can only watch the gate here," Ding Ning said lightly.
Without even looking at Zhou Wuyang, Ding Ning said to Cui Ming, "Lead the way, it is more important to finish the business first."
Zhou Wuyang's face was dark and gloomy. He stared at Ding Ning with fire in his eyes, gnashed his teeth and said, "What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts. "
"Did I say something wrong?"
Ding Ning glanced at him as if he was looking at a fool, and the disdain on his face was undisguised.
"You …"
Zhou Wuyang was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He pointed at Ding Ning but could not say anything for a long time.
Did Ding Ning say something wrong? Yes, he was fully qualified to say so.
Although they were all directors, Ninghai was a provincial-level municipality, while Yang City was only a prefecture-level city. The value of a director was not the same as that of a director in the administration.
"Well, little Cui, hurry up and lead the way. Don't be so long-winded with a nobody."
Ding Ning waved his hand impatiently and urged Cui Ming, who deliberately slowed down to watch a good show.
"You are a bastard who relies on nepotism to enjoy your position without doing anything. Stop."
Zhou Wuyang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He specially came here to give Ding Ning a show of strength, but he did not expect that Ding Ning would be so arrogant and trample on him with his administrative rank. As a hot-tempered man, how could he bear it? He stretched out his fan-like big hand and slapped hard on the back of Ding Ning's head.
"Director Zhou, stop."
"Director Zhou, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive. "
"Stop."
"Director Ding, be careful."
…
The faces of the people of the Seventeenth Department and the Bureau of Religions changed greatly. They did not expect Zhou Wuyang to be so hot-tempered that he would start a fight at the slightest disagreement.
They did not care about Ding Ning's life or death, but Zhou Wuyang did not control his strength. If he really slapped this toy boy to death, all of them present would be responsible.
But the next moment, their voices of shock and anger stopped abruptly like ducks being strangled by the neck. They watched dumbfoundedly as Zhou Wuyang's palm was about to hit the back of Ding Ning's head. Ding Ning kicked back as fast as lightning, and Zhou Wuyang flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He flew over the boats moored by the lake and fell into the lake dozens of meters away.
Plop!
Following Zhou Wuyang's scream, water splashed everywhere and ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.
Ding Ning acted as if nothing had happened. He calmly said to Cui Yingyong, who was staring at the lake in a daze, "Let's go, Chief Cui. What are you waiting for?"
"Splash!"
Zhou Wuyang's head popped out of the lake, and his face was full of fear as he flopped back down. Then, he desperately came out of the water and shouted, "Help, help, I don't know how to swim, uh …"
The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, and he did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had a good sense of propriety. Although Zhou Wuyang flew out so far, he would not really hurt him. But he did not expect this guy to be a non-swimmer.
"Hahaha!"
Everyone present saw the Murong family's boatman jump into the water to fish up Zhou Wuyang, but Zhou Wuyang tightly hugged the boatman's waist like an octopus, and his face was full of fear as if it was the end of the world. They could not help but burst into laughter.
"Director, please!"
Cui Yong looked at Ding Ning in awe and put away the contempt in his heart. Before, he called him Director Ding, but now he called him Director. The subtle change in the way he addressed Ding Ning showed the change in his attitude.
He knew Zhou Wuyang's strength very well, and even Zhang Heping would have to spend a lot of effort to defeat him.
He didn't expect that the young director could send Zhou Wuyang flying so far away so easily, and he didn't even get hurt. He was amazed by the young director's control of his strength.
Thinking that Zhang Heping had never shown any dissatisfaction with Ding Ning occupying the position of director, Cui Yong felt that he seemed to understand something at this moment. Perhaps, only the absolute gap in strength could make Zhang Heping admire and respect him so much.
He did not know that Zhang Heping did not know Ding Ning's strength, and he respected him only because his master, Tanlang, had specially told him to treat Ding Ning as his ancestor and not to think about those trivial things.
Zhang Heping was not without ambition, but he was a person who respected his master very much. Not to mention that Tanlang had specially told him, Ding Ning was the only disciple of the Country-guarding Martial Marquis, and Zhang Heping had to call him Youngest Uncle, so he did not dare to show any disrespect.
"Let's go!"
Zhou Wuyang's incident was just an insignificant interlude for Ding Ning, and he did not take it to heart at all. He called Qingyun and followed Cui Yong into the depths of Swallow Dock quickly.
The holiday villa really deserved its reputation!
Looking at the rows of antique hotels in the style of Jiangnan in front of him, the spacious and clean streets, the planning of the villa with complete basic facilities, and the beautiful dock that was built like a fairyland, Ding Ning once again deeply sighed with the profound foundation of the Murong Family, which had been a wealthy family for thousands of years.
Building a wealthy family of his own was the goal he had set long ago.
Now that he had a net worth of almost a hundred billion, he felt that he had achieved his goal, but after seeing the taste and style of the Swallow Dock Holiday Villa, he felt a deep sense of frustration.
Swallow Dock was a place full of water village customs and contained a sense of history and culture. Compared with Paradise Island, which he had built by himself, it was like heaven and earth.
Paradise Island was a beautiful island that he had pieced together by collecting beautiful scenery from all over the world. It was beautiful, and he had enjoyed it, but he always felt that something was missing.
However, when he saw the natural beauty of Swallow Dock, which was filled with the graceful and gentle charm of the water village in Jiangnan, he understood that Paradise Island was like a castle made of building blocks. It lacked the accumulation of time, characteristics, and soul. It was beautiful, but it was so beautiful that it was unreal. It was like the reflection of the moon in the water, an illusion.
If Paradise Island was said to be a vulgar dancer with heavy makeup, then Swallow Dock was said to be a naturally beautiful and pure girl without any makeup, deeply intoxicating.
"This is probably the difference between a millennial family and a nouveau riche," Ding Ning thought with a bitter smile.
However, when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he did not need to belittle himself. After all, Paradise Island was built by him based on the beautiful scenery around the world, and he paid more attention to practicality and enjoyment.
Compared to Swallow Dock, which was built with the help of natural geographical advantages and paid more attention to visual enjoyment and Jiangnan style, it was not on the same channel. At least his women were very satisfied with the layout of Paradise Island.
"Bureau Chief Ding, you're here. Hurry, we're almost on time. Follow me."
Just when Ding Ning's imagination was running wild, Zhang Heping received Cui Yong's notice and came out from the lobby of a hotel made of pure wood to welcome him. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time. He hurriedly pulled Ding Ning forward.
The Murong siblings and others did not know whether to laugh or cry, but they could only follow behind them quickly.
"Old Zhang, why are you in such a hurry? It's just an opening ceremony. What's the big deal about being a few minutes late? Does this Warrior Assembly care about the auspicious timing? "
Ding Ning looked at his watch. It was 9: 58 now, and the opening ceremony was at 10 o 'clock sharp. There were still two minutes left. He did not know why Zhang Heping was in such a hurry.
"Oh, you don't know that this Warrior Assembly is very important. Not only did the Deputy Chief Guard of the Yulin Guard come, but they also brought many warriors from the Second Camp. If we're late, it'll be embarrassing."
Zhang Heping explained hurriedly, but his speed did not decrease at all. He was almost running.
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