Zhao Dalu is the most excited and active person in the bar. Seeing him with a sincere look, Cheng Jiemin thought for a while and said, "Director Zhao, how about we talk about this matter separately after dinner?"

"Okay, let's talk about it alone, I'm blamed me. What kind of work I'm talking about during dinner? I'll punish myself for one drink!" Zhao Dalu was not angry at all because of Cheng Jiemin's polite refusal. Instead, he raised his glass and drank a glass by himself.

Everyone in the Electric Power Bureau was led by Zhao Dalu. Seeing that he intended to set off the atmosphere, they all happily raised their wine glasses, and the atmosphere on the dining table became even more lively.

After drinking and eating, Cheng Jiemin and Zhao Dalu moved to a small single room next to them under the arrangement of Chao Chenguang. A beautiful waitress had been waiting in the room for a long time. Seeing the two people walking in, the woman nodded slightly and greeted Zhao Dalu respectfully: "Hello, Director Zhao."

Zhao Dalu smiled softly and said, "Qingqing, this is Leader Cheng from the province. You pour tea for Leader Cheng first."

Qingqing agreed, poured a cup of tea, gently placed it beside Cheng Jiemin, and said respectfully: "Leader Cheng, please drink tea."

As spring comes, the girls can't wait to put on spring clothes. Especially in the service industry, they are dressed very thinly. When Qingqing bent down to put tea, most of the rabbits exposed on the collar were white, porcelain and white. The girl is at the age of flowers, and has a flower-like appearance, with a flush complexion and bright peach blossoms.

Cheng Jiemin's heart couldn't help but beat a little. No wonder, at the age of youth and the first taste of a woman, Gu Xixi was not around. Qingqing's behavior was both tempting and provocative, and it seemed reasonable that Cheng Jiemin had such a rapid heartbeat.

After calming down, Cheng Jiemin nodded to the little girl, then turned his attention to Zhao Dalu: "Director Zhao, have tea."

Zhao Dalu had been observing Cheng Jiemin. Seeing that he was still as calm as water, he thought that this kid could really bear it. He had seen this green level for a long time. Once you were included in the target of combat, he would have to be fascinated by people.

Seeing that Cheng Jiemin did not respond calmly, Zhao Dalu waved his hand to Qingqing, and Qingqing quickly closed the door and left.

"Brother, now we are the two of us. If you have any requirements, please just ask." Zhao Dalu patted his stomach and said with a smile: "Brother is also a happy person. As long as you can do it, you will never be vague."

Zhao Dalu said very clearly. How could Cheng Jiemin not understand what Zhao Dalu meant? It was obvious that he wanted to give himself good. But Cheng Jiemin didn't have the intention to pick up the water cup and took a sip. Then he smiled and said, "Does Director Zhao know about the above policy on small water and electricity?"

Zhao Dalu was stunned. He was really not very clear about this. As the director of the county electrical bureau, Director Zhao was too busy. He either received superiors or was busy with the work of the department, and also had to do his spare time. He had no time to read the documents of the external department.

"I don't know this." Director Zhao, who couldn't figure out what Cheng Jiemin meant for a while, would he tell the truth.

Cheng Jiemin smiled and said, "For small hydropower stations, the above are strongly supported. They not only support collective investment, but also advocate individual capital investment."

Zhao Dalu touched his head, which was a subconscious action. Whenever he encountered a problem, he would touch his head first. I wonder if touching his head would make him smarter.

Looking at Zhao Dalu who seemed to listen carefully, Cheng Jiemin smiled and continued: "What does Director Zhao think about the future electricity market?"

This made Zhao Dalu: "That's definitely the power consumption is getting bigger and bigger." After answering Cheng Jiemin's question, Zhao Dalu already understood a little. He looked at Cheng Jiemin who looked calm and thoughtful, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

As the director of the county electric power bureau, Zhao Dalu lives a pretty good life now, but this position will not be reserved for him for life. Although he cannot be considered absolutely honest, he usually only collects some cigarettes and alcohol. Once he retreats from the position of director, his hard life will not be, but he will never be as comfortable as he is now!

The above support personal capital to invest in small hydropower, and the increasing electricity consumption is a foregone conclusion. If you own shares in the small hydropower station you are preparing to build, will your life be more and more secure in the future?...

Thinking of this, Zhao Dalu couldn't help but feel excited. Although he could not directly participate in this matter, he could do it with some flexibility. One thought flashed through his mind, and he had almost seen a bright future.

The cake is not small and I can’t eat it alone. If more people eat this cake, my life will be...

Cheng Jiemin looked at Zhao Dalu's expression and understood in his heart that this matter should have been done. He helped Zhao Dalu fill the water in front of him, and then whispered: "At present, the Provincial Water Resources Department is very supportive of the construction of small hydropower in the reservoir."

Zhao Dalu understood it, and he raised his teacup and said, "Brother, with you here, I feel much more at ease. I am willing to work hard with my brothers and do my job well!"

When Cheng Jiemin and Zhao Dalu came out of the room, Ma Tianbao, who was outside, found that Zhao Dalu was even more intimate with Cheng Jiemin. This made him feel a little surprised while breathing a sigh of relief. What magic did Cheng Jiemin use to Director Zhao? In this moment, how did the relationship between the two people improve by leaps and bounds to this point?

In the afternoon, Cheng Jiemin was going to go back to his hometown to see the production of the oil press, but Director Zhao said he would not let him go, and forced Cheng Jiemin to play mahjong. Cheng Jiemin was not good at playing mahjong, but he was not afraid of it, but he only had 200 yuan in his pocket.

Two hundred said that it was his monthly salary, but seeing Director Zhao’s way of doing this, the mahjong he played would never be small. However, amid the intimate push from Director Zhao, Cheng Jiemin finally sat on the card table.

In addition to Director Zhao, the person who played mahjong with Cheng Jiemin was the office director Chao Chenguang and a deputy director who accompanied Cheng Jiemin for dinner. Because this person didn't talk much, Cheng Jiemin only remembered that this person's surname was Su.

As soon as the four of them sat down, Cheng Jiemin found that a thick stack of RMB had been placed in the drawer below him. Cheng Jiemin roughly estimated that it was at least three or four hundred yuan.

Cheng Jiemin instantly understood what Director Zhao meant. Although it was the first time he had experienced such a thing, he had also seen it with Chen Bingnan when he was working as secretary.

In terms of will, Cheng Jiemin is undoubtedly tougher than ordinary young people, but at this moment, he still feels his heartbeat accelerating.

"I agreed that no one is allowed to let go!" Director Zhao slapped his head and said with a smile.

The card lasted four hours and it was not over until dark. Cheng Jiemin was almost the same as he expected, killing all sides. However, in the midfield, Cheng Jiemin began to let go, and even if he had the chance to win, he would not win.

When it was time to settle, Cheng Jiemin only won more than 100 yuan, which made Ma Tianbao, who was sitting on the side, smack his lips. He was also a person who knew how to play mahjong in this kind of business, it would be normal to win or lose one or two thousand.

Director Zhao clearly put on the stance to lose money to Cheng Jiemin, but it would be useless to win if he didn't win. Unfortunately, why did Xiao Cheng win so much?

However, compared with Ma Tianbao's pity, Director Zhao sighed. This young man himself dared not underestimate him. After this mahjong game, he really underestimated him! The young man was cautious and did not say anything, but knew how to give you a way out.

Everyone knows that playing mahjong is going to give Cheng Jiemin benefits, but Cheng Jiemin can tolerate it. If you win, it is to give yourself and others face. If you win, no matter where you put the card, everyone will think it is just a game.

Not greedy, these two words are easy to write and pronounce, but few people can do it. Moreover, the most important thing is that Cheng Jiemin grasps this degree very well. If he insists on not winning money, it is equivalent to seeing through his own layout and refusing to jump in. This result of winning without greed not only protecting his own face, but also having no handle left. This young man is not simple! This makes Director Zhao, who has already made up his mind to get along with Cheng Jiemin, have a greater determination.

It was still the room in the morning. Although Cheng Jiemin had a good alcohol tolerance, he couldn't resist the people from the Electric Power Bureau taking turns to work, and finally he was dizzy. He slept in the guesthouse for more than an hour before he woke up.

The guesthouse arranged a large room for Cheng Jiemin. Not only was the bed clean and spacious, but it also had air conditioning. In addition, the tea water was also prepared on the small coffee table next to the sofa. Cheng Jiemin drank the tea water and began to think about the situation of meeting Director Zhao today.

This meeting basically achieved Cheng Jiemin's goal. Although he still couldn't decide on how Director Zhao would join the construction of Xiaoshui and Power, at least one thing is certain, that is, Director Zhao was moved by this matter.

As long as Director Zhao is moved, he cannot do without Cheng Jiemin's support. After all, this is necessary to cooperate with the Water Resources Department. Such a result means that Director Zhao was led by Cheng Jiemin, and for a long time in the future, he would no longer have to pay attention to the matters of the Electric Power Bureau.

As for the future, according to Cheng Jiemin's plan, by that time, if you want to get stuck in the oil press, let alone Ma Tianbao, even Zhao Dalu will not do it.

I don’t know what time it is now. Cheng Jiemin, who has become much clearer, took out his pager and saw that the time above shows that it is eleven o’clock in the evening. Cheng Jiemin, who was about to sleep back, found that there was a strange number on his pager calling him several times.

Who called the page? Looking at the number, it should be the phone number of Cangliu County. Cheng Jiemin hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone in the room and dialed it.

The phone rang several times, but no one answered it. Just when Cheng Jiemin was about to put down the phone, he heard someone say there: "Who is the phone call in the middle of the night?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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