How Should I Choose?

After Shu Wan finished speaking, she lowered her head and stopped talking.

Zheng Qianze asked seriously:

"Brother, what's going on with you now? If I read it correctly, those people are all Jun, right?"

"Well, you were right, it's true!"

"Tell me, what did you do when you went to the Imperial Capital?"

Mingyang cleared his throat and said:

"I didn't do much. I just got to know Mr. Chen from the Financial Bureau, and then I met the Commander-in-Chief under his recommendation. The Commander-in-Chief was surprised to see that I was a martial arts prodigy, so he was ready to pass on my mantle!"

Zheng Qian:? ? ? ? ?

Shu Wan:? ? ? ? ?

"Ha ha!"

Seeing that he had been successfully fooled, Mingyang said seriously:

"I spent a little money to establish a company, and the cabinet holds 40% of the shares, so I am a moderate official. Naturally, I have to pay attention to safety!"

Shu Wan looked at Mingyang with admiration.

Little stars kept shining in her eyes, and she almost threw herself into Mingyang's arms.

Zheng Qian was so shocked that he was almost speechless.

Is this still a junior official?

As far as he knew, none of the top leaders in the Black Province had such a pomp!

"What level does that give you?"

"Deputy-ministerial chairman through appointment system!"

"Fuck!"

Zheng Qian's mouth is so big that he can fit an egg into it.

"Brother, at your level...you have to call my father Zheng Tongzhi when you see him!"

Zheng Qian felt very emotional. He remembered that when he first met Mingyang, he came with Sun Maoxin to buy a car. At that time, Mingyang was just a nouveau riche, but now he not only has money, but his own status has also risen with the tide. .

With this level of identity, I guess I won’t need my own protection in the future.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian was still a little disappointed.

He truly regarded Mingyang as a friend.

Mingyang saw Zheng Qian suddenly become silent, and knew that Zheng Qian's heart would not be peaceful.

So, he reached out and patted Zheng Qian on the shoulder and said:

"No matter when, you are my Brother Zheng!"

Zheng Qian was deeply moved, but he said:

"If you don't call me Brother Zheng when we meet next time, look at me..."

The rest of the words were not said, but the two of them understood each other tacitly.

Shu Wan smiled and looked directly at Ming Yang.

It can be said that the two of them have not seen each other for a long time since their last separation in the provincial capital. The last time they came here was summer, and this time autumn is almost over.

Provincial cities have also begun to cool down.

Mingyang didn't know why, but felt a little scared when he saw Shu Wan. He must be the same as Shao Qiu and Chen Yu, they are the daughters of high-ranking officials. If he touches her and doesn't take responsibility, wouldn't he be making enemies for no reason?

Zheng Qian had already booked a hotel in advance.

The reservation was made at the Kirin Hotel owned by Ye Bufan’s old father, Ming Zhonghe.

After arriving at the hotel, Mingyang got off the car and said to Wu Wu:

"Force, we may have some drinks at night. Then you will have people disperse for protection. Just stay with me!"

"yes!"

Wu Wu took out a walkie-talkie from somewhere and gave instructions to the walkie-talkie.

After everyone walked into Qilin Hotel, Zheng Qian said:

"Brother, for the rest, you need to provide your ID card. Tsk tsk tsk, your Qilin Hotel is really poor! In the past, I just went to other hotels to pick up people, but it doesn't work here!"

Mingyang felt funny in his heart, but he didn't expect Young Master Zheng to be embarrassed in his hotel.

Mingzhonghe is no longer what it used to be. In the northeast, even the first brother in the provincial capital has to pay three points of thin noodles.

Mingyang originally didn't want to reveal his identity, but just after he swiped his ID card at the front desk, the computer at the hotel front desk prompted him again, and the front desk knew that the person in front of him was Mr. Xiao Ming, who was widely rumored within the group.

"Your room card, Mr. Xiao Ming!"

"Um"

Mingyang was not surprised at all and ordered:

"Using my ID card to book 25 rooms!"

Wu Wu wanted to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Ming Yang.

"When you get to the Kirin Hotel, which is three acres of land, I can still guarantee that each of you will have a room!"

The front desk didn't even register, but quickly checked the room card.

A thick stack of room cards was handed to Wu Li.

"Let's go! Go back to your room and put your things down!"

After cleaning up, Zheng Qian asked:

"How many days are you going to stay?"

Mingyang thought for a while and said:

"I'm leaving tomorrow. The group has just been established and there are many things that need to be resolved. I need to go to Shanghai for a while!"

Zheng Qian said with some disappointment:

"The improvement of medicated diet has been completed and is now in clinical practice."

"Clinical? What's a clinical trial for a health product?"

"Haha, isn't safety first?"

Ming Yang instantly activated his powers, and the answer showed that it was safe, non-toxic and had no side effects.

Then he said with a smile:

"Ask the research institute to give me a whole bottle, and I will take it to Shanghai to save you the trouble of going back and forth!"

"Huh? Why don't we forget it? We just did a clinical trial, so it would be bad if there are safety risks!"

"No, I believe in Lao Wangtou's strength, hurry up and have someone send it to you!"

Zheng Qian knew that he couldn't persuade Mingyang, so he could only go to the side and make a phone call.

More than ten seconds later, Zheng Qian hung up the phone and came back.

“I’ve already contacted you, and someone will deliver it to you shortly!”

Shu Wan said doubtfully:

"What medicinal diet, what improvements? What are you talking about?"

Zheng Qian said with some embarrassment:

"Why are you a kid asking so many questions? Don't know what you shouldn't know!"

Shu Wan lowered her head, looked at her majesty, and muttered:

"I'm not young anymore!"

Mingyang looked at it and said:

"It's really not that small!"

"........."

Zheng Qian found a grilled fish restaurant.

The four of us ordered a grilled fish feast.

Looking at the food on the table, Mingyang moved his index finger.

But suddenly he thought of something and said to the force beside him:

"How do you prepare dinner for the brothers?"

Wu Wu was stunned for a moment, and then said disapprovingly:

"Those who are on guard around you will not eat for the time being. The rest will be replaced after they have eaten!"

"How much does your meal cost?"

Wu Wu really didn't pay attention to this. He thought about it and said:

"A person may be twenty or thirty!"

"Twenty or thirty?"

Mingyang suddenly thought of the fear he had when he was a soldier and had to live with the standard food allowance of 20 yuan a day.

He immediately said proudly:

"Go and tell everyone that in the future, everyone will be charged 200 yuan per meal and eat something good. Since they are following me, I will not treat them badly!"

"this....."

Seeing some hesitation in force, Ming Yang said impatiently:

"These and other things, you will be subject to military orders abroad. Also, I will give you a salary in the future, which can be regarded as my subsidy to you!"

"No, Director Ming, I can still accept the food expenses, but I am absolutely not allowed to apply for a subsidy!"

Mingyang said nonchalantly:

"I will communicate with Secretary Huang in a moment. If it doesn't work, I have to do it!"

At this moment, Wu Wu's heart felt warm.