PS: Everyone’s support is the motivation for Laomao to write with his heart. Where did the monthly tickets go?

“请速回电话,汤争善.急!”

Cheng Jiemin looked at the rumors on the pager and secretly wondered what Tang Zhengshan had to do with him at this time? Could it be that Lao Tang knew about his own affairs and wanted to do his best to help him?

It was not daring to delay at the moment, so he quickly took out the phone in his pocket. Unfortunately, although the township chief Cheng's phone was much more advanced than the eldest brother, he had no signal.

Dou Qing saw Cheng Jiemin’s face full of luck and laughed and joked: “I said, Township Mayor Cheng, your mobile phone may have to stand on the roof.”

Although Cheng Jiemin was thinking about Tang Zhengshan looking for his own affairs, he still smiled and said, "It is possible that yesterday I had someone bring me on the pile of bricks and made a phone call."

Dou Qing bent over and giggled. Cheng Jiemin saw her laughing so hard that she suddenly felt the urge to hold the girl in her arms. He started the motorcycle and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go back and make a phone call, and I'll treat you to a delicious meal."

After getting on the motorcycle again and looking at the soft red peach blossoms of ten miles, Dou Qing had a way in front of him and would never be able to walk.

"No one believes in him, no one says, no one says, no one cares about him, as long as I recognize him in this life, travel all over the world to find him. Feng Kuang doesn't care about him, Yu Shu doesn't care about him, the true feelings in my heart will not wither, and the separation of life and death will be concerned about life and death. No one stops him, no one stops him, no one cares about him, no one turns back, and life and death will follow him..." A small shop on the side of the road suddenly played a song. Dou Qing felt that his face was as hot as fire, and he couldn't help but stick to Cheng Jiemin's back. At this time, Dou Qing was immersed in the bright spring light, feeling infinitely melancholy. She was speechless. In fact, the girl's intention had already been heard in the song, so why do you need words?

The car stopped outside the Liu family restaurant. Sister Liu was picking vegetables there. When she saw Cheng Jiemin and a beautiful girl coming on a motorcycle, she hurriedly put down the dishes: "Cometown Chief Cheng is here."

Cheng Jiemin smiled while riding a motorcycle, saying, "Sister-in-law, help us prepare a good meal. Today I will invite Dou Qing from the Organization Department of the County Party Committee to have a meal."

"Don't flatter me, sister-in-law, we are the agricultural support cadres who came from Tianyuan City together. What county leaders are they?" Dou Qing heard Cheng Jiemin's joke and guessed that he should be familiar with this restaurant. He quickly explained.

After all, Sister Liu is a businessman. When she saw the condition of these two people, she felt a little flirting and said with a smile: "This is better, then I'm not polite to call you girls, let's go. Let's go to the house to drink some water."

This is better. After Mrs. Liu said that, she smiled meaningfully at Cheng Jiemin. Cheng Jiemin scratched her neck and smiled embarrassedly. Seeing this small action, her face suddenly turned into a five-star red flag. She quickly lowered her head and followed Mrs. Liu into the house.

Cheng Jiemin used the hotel phone number to pull Tang Zhengshan over: "Brother Tang, where is I Cheng Jiemin?"

"Oh, I said, what are you doing again? You, the village head of Chengda, have been busy with all your time? You have only called back now." Tang Zhengshan didn't bother to be polite to him, so he went straight to the point: "There is an urgent matter that you need to cooperate. Take the time to give me a portion of the ingredients from your Xihua Edible Oil Factory. I have an urgent need."

"By the way, the key is GDP, the total profit and tax, how many people can be hired, how much per capita income you have and how you built this factory."

After hearing Tang Zhengshan’s serious matter, Cheng Jiemin asked inexplicably: “Brother Tang, what do you want these things?”

"It's not me, it's the boss, you can make it up for me as soon as possible." Tang Zhengshan said this and whispered: "You boy, maybe you'll have good luck now."

Cheng Jiemin's heart suddenly jumped a little quickly. He said in a deep voice: "Brother Tom, I'll prepare now. In half an hour, I will pass the materials to you by a fax machine."

“好.越快越好.”

Neither of them was in the mood to chat, so they said to each other and hung up the phone. Cheng Jiemin sat at the dinner table, thinking quietly about Tang Zhengshan's words. The leader wanted to read information about Xihua Edible Oil Factory. The person who could make Tang Zhengshan so affectionately called the leader should be Liu Chuanrui, the secretary of the provincial party committee.

Did his own Xihua Edible Oil Factory attract Secretary Liu’s attention?

Cheng Jiemin, who had a flash of thoughts in his heart, couldn't help but feel excited, and his palms were even tighter.

"Jiemin, what's wrong?" At some point, Dou Qing came to Cheng Jiemin and reached out to wipe his forehead.

Cheng Jiemin grabbed the hand and said loudly: "It should be a good thing!"

It was as warm as jade, as smooth as grease. The moment the delicate palm gave Cheng Jiemin a shocking tremor. It was this tremor that made Cheng Jiemin wake up suddenly. Why did he grab Dou Qing's hand? What should Dou Qing see him? Cheng Jiemin was shocked and quickly put down Dou Qing's hand.

"A friend, please give me some data." Cheng Jiemin looked at Dou Qing as he spoke, but when he saw Dou Qing's expression was normal, he didn't seem to think it was a rude thing for him to grab her hand.

This made Cheng Jiemin relieved. He hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Sister-in-law, get me a paper and a pen and I'll write something."

As a restaurant, there are a lot of pens, but only the account book and Liu Xiaoxia wrote the remaining homework book. Cheng Jiemin hesitated for a moment, and finally wrote it carefully on the dining table with the homework book. The data from Xihua Edible Oil Factory was remembered in his heart. This article can be said to be done in one stroke.

Because Sister Liu wanted to prepare food in the restaurant, not to mention that she was a wise man and did not disturb Cheng Jiemin and Dou Qing, she continued to pack her dishes after saying a few words. Dou Qing quietly watched Cheng Jiemin write quickly.

Serious men are the most attractive. Looking at Cheng Jiemin's serious writing, Dou Qing's eyes are a little inseparable.

"Pu"

The sound of turning on the light woke Cheng Jiemin from his writing. She looked at Dou Qing who brought her a glass of water and said, "This material is a bit urgent. I will explain it to you later and I will neglect you!"

"It's okay, you're going to do your business first. I'm not an outsider!" Dou Qing said with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, I was wrong, please forgive me for Comrade Dou Qing." Cheng Jiemin had already compiled the materials and joked with a smile.

Dou Qing did not ask Cheng Jiemin what he wrote again. Seeing Cheng Jiemin drank a glass of water, he picked up the teapot and prepared to pour water for him.

"No need, I'll send this item to the unit using a fax machine. You can wait for me here first. After we come back, we'll have dinner together." Cheng Jiemin waved his hand to stop Dou Qing, picked up the paper and stood up and walked outside.

Although Dou Qing was willing to follow Cheng Jiemin out, he thought that the township government also had people he knew, so he had to talk none after going there, so he stayed in the hotel and waited for Cheng Jiemin.

Almost a trot, Cheng Jiemin came to the township office. There was only one staff member in the office at this time. The young clerk saw Cheng Jiemin and hurriedly stood up from the stool and said, "Cometown Chief Cheng, do you have something to do?"

The clerk dared not neglect the township chief Cheng, who is no more than three years older than him. Although he had heard that Cheng Jiemin could not be the township chief again, now that Xihua Edible Oil Factory is in someone's hands, who in the village is unwilling to curry favor with him? What's more, his relationship with Yang Yuanchao is not something he can offend, even if he is a clerk.

Cheng Jiemin smiled and said, "Brother, I'll send a fax."

The clerk did not shirk responsibility and took out the fax machine from the drawer: "Captain Cheng, I will send it for you where your fax is."

"No, I'll do it myself!" Cheng Jiemin passed the things in his hand to Tang Zhengshan, so he naturally didn't want too many people to know.

Because the fax machine in the village could not be called for a long distance, Cheng Jiemin finally gave Tang Zhengshan a phone number and asked Tang Zhengshan to call first, and then passed the fax through. Seeing the documents coming in from one side of the fax machine and coming out from the other side, Cheng Jiemin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll take a good look. If you get your phone to a place with a signal, I'll call you at any time." Tang Zhengshan still dared not relax after receiving the fax.

Cheng Jiemin had just agreed, and Tang Zhengshan put down the phone. Cheng Jiemin put away the manuscript paper, gave the young clerk a cigarette, and then walked quickly outside.

As soon as he left the office door, Cheng Jiemin heard a burst of laughter. Amid this laughter, Cheng Jiemin saw Chen Zhiming and Zhao learn that the two of them were surrounded by Feng Jicai, like the guardian of the Dharma, and walked out of the back door.

The two of them looked a little embarrassed when they saw Cheng Jiemin. They knew that Cheng Jiemin was a wise man, and they were waiting for him to come out with Feng Jicai at this time, so what did that mean that he could not hide it from Cheng Jiemin.

Just when the two of them didn't know how to say hello, Feng Jicai smiled and said, "Xiao Cheng, go out? How did you drink at noon today? I'm a little bit good!"

Xiao Cheng and Cheng Jiemin hadn't heard this title in the village for a while. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Feng Jicai was calling himself. Although he couldn't see any insight about Feng Jicai's tricks, he was unwilling to say anything because of this little thing.

"Secretary Feng has a lot of things, and I'm not feeling well." Cheng Jiemin said lightly.

Feng Jicai came to Cheng Jiemin and patted Cheng Jiemin and said, "As the saying goes, after getting drunk, you have to drink some hangover wine. Let's go and have some drinks."

Cheng Jiemin was in the mood to drink with Feng Jicai, so he quickly ruthlessly said, "Thank you, Secretary Feng, I still have something to do, so I won't go there. Let's do this. When will we have time, I'll invite Secretary Feng to drink."

"Okay, then we have to make a decision. You must testify to me when you know that you and Zhiming. You can't be able to pay your debts by then!"

As Feng Jicai spoke, he said another word, Xiao Cheng was good, and then walked towards the door of the township compound.
Chapter completed!