The Municipal Party Committee of Haicheng held a standing committee to discuss the establishment of the cross-sea bridge project. At the meeting, the only voice of opposition disappeared after the transfer of the former mayor, Ceng Xueping, and the arrival of the new mayor, Zhao Yiping.
Zhao Yiping expressed her support for Zhou Mingfang's idea. Regardless of whether the cross-sea bridge project was in line with the current situation of Haicheng, she, who had just arrived, could not oppose Zhou Mingfang, who had great authority in Haicheng.
The lesson from the past was right in front of her.
Compared to the political structure of Haicheng, although Zhao Yiping was an outsider, before she came, Zhao Yiping was not completely ignorant of the situation in Haicheng. Ceng Xueping's transfer was a warning to her. In Haicheng, Zhou Mingfang, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee who was a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, was like a mountain in front of all the Party and government officials in Haicheng.
Outside the meeting room of the Standing Committee, Chen Xing met Zhao Yiping again. Zhao Yiping's footsteps paused slightly. There was no deliberate closeness on his face, nor did he show the condescending attitude in the past. He nodded at him lightly and then left with crisp footsteps.
Chen Xing, do you have an appointment with Zhong Ling tonight?
In the evening, Chen Xing returned home for dinner. Just as he changed his shoes at the door, his mother, Zou Fang, had already come out of the kitchen.
Mom, am I on a blind date or are you on a blind date? You look even more anxious than me. Chen Xing laughed.
If I'm not anxious, who's anxious? I've raised you with so much difficulty. Look at you, you're already 27 years old this year. You're already a man, but you haven't even brought a wife home for your mother. It's really embarrassing for me. How can your mother's son be so disappointing?
Alright,
Mom, no matter how disappointing he is, it's still your son's fault.
Of course, if it wasn't my son, he would be so outstanding. Zou Fang raised her head proudly.
That's right,
Mom, hurry up and go in to cook. Look, ever since you came back to live with Dad, I've been coming home on time every day. It's all because I want to eat the food you cook. Chen Xing smiled and pushed his mother into the kitchen.
Slow down, slow down. Zou Fang stopped, turned her head and scolded him with a smile. "You brat, you are going to take advantage of me again. Tell me first, do you want to date Zhong Ling tonight? You said it yourself last night when you came back. Zhong Ling is really beautiful. If you don't hold on to such a beautiful girl, she will really be taken away by others."
Mom, I know. I know what I'm doing. You don't have to worry about me.
You're using this sentence to brush me off again. You know your limits every day, and I don't see you looking for a girlfriend. Let me tell you, you have to strike while the iron is hot when you're chasing a girl. You just met Zhong Ling last night, so you have to work harder in the next few days and ask her out more often to play. As long as she doesn't object, it means that you've already succeeded halfway. Zou Fang smiled and gave Chen Xing advice.
Mom, wait, let me take this call. Chen Xing took out the phone that kept vibrating in his pocket. When he saw the caller ID, he frowned and picked up the phone in confusion.
Chen Xing? It's me, Zhao Yiping.
Mayor … Mayor Zhao? Chen Xing's surprise was beyond words.
Chen Xing, do you have time now? I'll treat you to tea. Zhao Yiping's voice was very friendly.
Chen Xing frowned. Zhao Yiping wanted to treat him to tea? Should he agree or not?
Mayor Zhao, where are you now? I'll come over to you. After almost a moment of hesitation, Chen Xing made a choice.
How about this, Chen Xing, tell me where your house is, and I'll ask the driver to pick you up.
After ending the call, Chen Xing stood there in a daze. Zhao Yiping took the initiative to send him an invitation, and the way he addressed him was even more intimate. This was really beyond his expectations. It was completely different from the way he behaved when he met him outside the Municipal Party Committee's conference room in the morning.
Who called? Which Mayor Zhao?
Other than the new Mayor Zhao, which other Mayor Zhao could there be in Haicheng? Chen Xing answered his mother's question, still unable to react from the phone call just now.
Zhao Yiping? Why is she looking for you? A few years ago, she looked down on you, so be it. Now that she's the mayor, does she still want to ridicule you? Zou Fang said with some displeasure.
Mom, you're thinking too much. I'm now Secretary Zhou's secretary. As long as Zhao Yiping has a little bit of political intelligence, she won't do that kind of thing again. Chen Xing smiled and shook his head. She called me just now, and her tone was somewhat friendly. She definitely didn't ask me out for what you think.
She's trying to be friendly with you? In my opinion, she's a weasel paying respects to a chicken. She doesn't have any good intentions. Chen Xing, you're now Secretary Zhou's secretary. Everyone knows that Secretary Zhou's words carry enormous weight in Haicheng. Zhao Yiping has just arrived, so she must be anxious to understand Zhou Mingfang more thoroughly. Or perhaps, she's trying to understand Secretary Zhou's various thoughts from the people around him. You're the person closest to Secretary Zhou, so she definitely wants to start with you. Zou Fang analyzed logically. Chen Xing, you must be vigilant. A few years ago, I could tell that a woman like her is a pure snob. She took the initiative to look for you because she saw your value. Otherwise, now that she's getting more and more powerful and has become a big mayor, why would she take the initiative to look for you?
Mom, don't worry. Your son, I, have inherited your excellent genes. Chen Xing comforted his mother and smiled as he pointed to his brain.
Are the two of you treating me as if I don't exist? Chen Xing, tell me, if you inherited your mother's excellent genes, then your father's genes are not so good, right? Explain it to me clearly today. Don't you think so? Chen Shuiping pretended to be angry at the side.
Mom, Dad is angry. I'll leave first. Take care.
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