When Ye Qinglian rushed to the canteen of the Farmer New Village, except Feng Hanxuan, Tang Guoqiang, Ye Zhiran and others stood up at the same time and waited for her to enter the table.

The dignified and beautiful Ye Qinglian was a member of the League. After being transferred to Jianan City, she started as the deputy mayor. In less than eight years, she became the high position of the Secretary of the Jianan City Party Committee. In addition to personal abilities, family factors and support from the League forces are important reasons.

She came over and shook hands with Feng Hanxuan first, and said with a smile: "Minister Hanxuan, Jianan City is your base. You can't even have to go private visits in a private place. The eyes of the people are sharp."

When Ye Zhiran saw her talking, she was intimate and joking, highlighting the confidence of the secretary of the municipal party committee in charge, he knew that Ye Qinglian had already controlled the overall situation in Jianan City.

Feng Hanxuan shook his hand and said, "Book of Qinglian~Remember, we should all feel ashamed that we are too far away from the masses. In the eyes of the masses, we are far inferior to Mayor Xiaoye."

Ye Qinglian looked at Ye Zhiran with a smile, and Ye Zhiran hurriedly said, "Shu Hanxuan~Remember, I am a grassroots cadre, and I have many opportunities to contact the masses. You are a senior cadre and are facing our Xuan-level cadre with different levels."

Feng Hanxuan shook his head and said, "There are far more opportunities for senior cadres to show their faces in the media than for grassroots cadres. Turning a blind eye to the masses can only mean that there is no such person in my mind."

Official positions and officials are two different concepts. Some officials come out when they are in positions and call each other, like stars holding the moon. When they leave the official positions, no one knows you, or pretends not to know them. This only means that they are just a symbol in the eyes of others, and others value your position, not you.

However, Feng Hanxuan is obviously not such a leader. With his ability and personal charm, he still has full influence even after leaving his job.

Ye Zhiran said: "Minister Hanxuan said it so hard that I was feeling like I was sitting on pins and needles. Here you and Qinglian Shu~ Record, Mayor Tang is my guide and mentor. Every achievement of my achievements was achieved under your kind guidance..."

Before he finished speaking, the people from Changyuan Township had already come to toast with their glasses.

"Dear leaders, County Magistrate Ye, we will toast you."

In the canteen of the Farmer New Village in Changyuan Township, dozens of people were holding wine glasses around Ye Zhiran’s table. On the table were large plates of dishes. For example, cabbage, fried pork with winter melon, edamame, and edamame, and pineapple and chicken were all directly placed in a small basin. The wine was also rice wine made by farmers, and was placed in a small jar. The color was white and sweet.

The environment in the canteen is very ordinary. The dining table is the most common "Eight Immortals Table" in rural areas, and eight people can sit. The stool is a plastic round stool and the polished floor of the watermentin is cleaned.

For Feng Hanxuan, Ye Qinglian, Tang Guoqiang and others, that was a scene that was only found in the educated youth. Now it appears in front of you again, and I feel both intimate and emotional in my heart.

Feng Hanxuan picked up the wine glass and walked around the air. He shouted: "Thank you for your warm hospitality, we are so sorry! I'll have a drink first and pay tribute to everyone."

He raised his neck and drank it in one sip.

"Okay!" Ye Qinglian applauded gently.

The people around him already knew that Feng Hanxuan was a cadre of the provincial party committee, the former secretary of the Jianan Municipal Party Committee. Seeing him so happy, he couldn't help but feel that he was much closer and they all accompanied him to drink the wine.

This kind of wine is very light in the mouth. The alcohol content is not high, and it is a piece of cake for the tried and tested officials. When Feng Hanxuan drank this cup, Ye Zhiran filled his wine glass again.

The first batch of toasting people went down and immediately changed a batch, but they would not persuade them to drink. When they arrived in front of Ye Zhiran and others, they would drink the wine in their cups first, and then take a look at them. Ye Zhiran and others would give a cup back.

Halfway through the drink, the Party Secretary of Changyuan Township, the township chief rushed over to hear the news. Mao Haisheng was a little dissatisfied - the leader went to Changyuan Township to investigate, and so many people spontaneously invited them to dinner, but they only realized now that he, the Party Secretary of the County Party Secretary, had no face.

However, when he saw Feng Hanxuan, Ye Zhiran and others smiling and getting along with the masses, it was not convenient to show their faces. He pulled them to the side and said, "You go and see if the food is enough. If it is not enough, prepare some more, and the county government will pay the fee."

Feng Hanxuan, Ye Qinglian and others ate so delicious that they had a son-in-law, just as Mao Haisheng expected. The two of them took the order and left.

On this side, Ye Zhiran and the people who came to toast were clinking glasses one by one.

"drink!"

"drink!"

"County Magistrate Ye, you eat food! You eat food!"

When he had a drink in the glass of wine, someone persuaded him.

These dishes are real farm dishes. Unlike the chefs in the hotel, each dish is filled with a lot of seasonings, usually with only some salt, so the original flavor of the dish is maintained. Vegetables are collected by farmers from their own fields, and chickens, ducks and fish are also free-range or wild native animals. For Feng Hanxuan and others, the taste buds are particularly different from being exposed to these pure natural foods. Coupled with the nostalgic complex, it seems that they have returned to the era, eating vegetables and drinking with big bowls is particularly stingy.

After the crowd finished their toasts, Feng Hanxuan and others separated and went to different dining tables to toast the crowd, and the atmosphere became more lively.

During the meal, Feng Hanxuan asked about the lives of the local people. At this time, the people in the long term, relying on high-tech agriculture and rare earth mines to work, had a drastic change in their quality of life. These people who had just escaped from poverty were not demanding high and were quite satisfied with such a life now. Therefore, their attitude towards Feng Hanxuan and others was also kind from the bottom of their hearts. The smiles on their faces were very sincere, and the answers to Feng Hanxuan's questions were also very detailed, making Feng Hanxuan feel that this trip was worthy.

In the cafeteria.

"drink!"

"Drink!" The sound of drinking comes one after another, and everyone is happy, like a grand festival.

...When I drink like this, I don’t feel that time flies. Ye Zhiran looked at the watch and it was already eight o’clock. I couldn’t help but think of a poem, “You are not drunk after all the wine, and you are not drunk, will you return from the farthest way?”

He asked inquiry: "Hanxuan Shu~Remember, will you return to the provincial capital later?"

Feng Hanxuan nodded and said, "I'll go back overnight. You rarely go back to Shuimen. I believe you will meet with the old subordinates of Shuimen to reminisce about the past, and just sit here for a night before leaving."

Ye Zhiran stood up and clapped his hands.

Soon, the cafeteria was silent.

"Groupes, thank you for your hospitality. The leaders of the provincial party committee and the municipal party committee and government are very happy. However, there is no banquet that will last forever. Let's drink today. The leaders will also rush back to the provincial capital and Jianan. I will come back and forth to invite everyone another day."

"Wow——" applause rang out.

When Ye Zhiran and the others left, more than 200 people were sent out of the community gate. At this time, it was not like when the people came, but there were more than a dozen or twenty people accompanying each leader. Feng Hanxuan, Ye Qinglian and others were very satisfied. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, and mobile phone users please read it.
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