Very Secretary

  Very Secretary-13) Detour

   "Secretary Huang, please sit down. 【】" Lu Jianhong said with a smile, "Ziyu, make tea."

   "No need, no need." Huang Cheng didn't sit down, and smiled, "Just now Secretary Zhou asked me to tell you to come over before leaving get off work. I called your phone because it was busy, so I came here."

"Oh?" Lu Jianhong raised his eyebrows slightly. Zhou Qifeng looked for him, but he was not in a hurry. Huang Cheng came to his office again. It shouldn't be a simple notification.

   Sure enough, Huang Cheng smiled and said: "Secretary Zhou just received a businessman named Zhuge, and the conversation didn't seem to be very harmonious."

  Huang Cheng used the word "not harmonious", which made Lu Jianhong's heart shudder. In fact, when he heard Zhuge, he already knew what was going on, not harmonious? Damn it, this old profiteer actually went to the secretary of the provincial party committee to give himself eye drops, but what made Lu Jianhong strange was, how could Zhou Qifeng meet Zhuge Qingyun so easily? Although he is a Hong Kong businessman, although he was considered a great figure in Hong Kong in the early days, but now he is already a stale figure. Zhou Qifeng is too unassuming, right?

  Huang Cheng got up at this moment and said: "Secretary Lu, it's almost time, I'm leaving first."

  Lu Jianhong waited for a while, seeing that he was going to get off work in half an hour, then came out, and said to Meng Ziyu, "Go back later, let Da Zi wait for me."

  "Secretary Lu, will you go home for dinner tonight?" Meng Ziyu had just heard Lu Jianhong say that he was going home for dinner.

   "Go back." I don't know if it was because of preconceptions, but Lu Jianhong was very satisfied with Meng Ziyu's meticulousness. In fact, if Jiao Hongbing asked this instead, Lu Jianhong might think that the secretary was meddling.

   Arriving at Zhou Qifeng's office, Huang Cheng smiled and said, "Secretary Lu, you are here."

   "Is Secretary Zhou here?"

   "I'm receiving businessmen in the conference room. I haven't come out yet. Let me inform you."

   "No need, I'll go there by myself."

   Arrived at the conference room, the door was ajar. Lu Jianhong knocked on the door lightly, and then heard footsteps. The person who opened the door was Jing Shan, secretary general of the provincial party committee.

  Lu Jianhong went in and saw that Gao Fuhai, the executive vice governor, was also there.

   "Secretary Jianhong is here." Zhou Qifeng raised his voice to say hello, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhuge, look, all the industrial elites in Ganling are here. This is a treatment that other merchants cannot get."

  Zhuge Qingyun was not presumptuous in front of Zhou Qifeng, the secretary of the provincial party committee, and said with a smile, "It's an honor."

   "Secretary Jianhong, Mr. Zhuge intends to invest in Ganling, you, the leader, must do a good job in service." Zhou Qifeng laughed, "Mr. Zhuge intends to invest 300 million yuan."

   "Three hundred million? Mr. Zhuge is a great writer. Secretary Zhou, please rest assured that our industrial line will definitely be committed to creating the best investment environment for Mr. Zhuge."

Lu Jianhong emphasized the investment environment. Zhou Qifeng had already hinted to Lu Jianhong in his words just now that to do a good job in service is to meet Zhuge Qingyun's requirements as much as possible, so Lu Jianhong took the opportunity to throw out the "investment environment" the concept.

All the people present were good people, no fools, but Gao Fuhai and Jingshan didn't know what was going on inside, and felt that something was wrong, and the other three knew it well. Zhou Qifeng took a puff of cigarette helplessly, and Zhuge Qingyun's A dark cloud flashed across his face.

  Zhou Qifeng said: "It's getting late, Secretary-General Jing, have the dinner arrangements been made?"

  Jing Shan nodded and said, "The arrangements have been made."

   "Mr. Zhuge, let's chat while eating."

"Secretary Zhou, I have something else to do. I may not be able to accompany Mr. Zhuge tonight." Lu Jianhong knew that if he said such a thing at this time, it was hard to guarantee that Zhou Qifeng would not have any objections to him, but in his opinion, do things first If he can't even fulfill his promise to his mother, then he is at least an incompetent son.

  Gao Fuhai couldn't help being slightly stunned. What happened to Lu Jianhong today? It's a bit abnormal.

  Zhou Qifeng was also taken aback. Before Gao Fuhai and Jing Shan came, Mr. Zhuge had really put a lot of Lu Jianhong's eye drops in front of Zhou Qifeng. Of course, the problem was to tell the elders, what about pampering his driver to seduce girls and so on. of.

Zhou Qifeng is a sensible person. He knew that what Zhuge Qingyun said was a bit exaggerated, but he didn't express his opinion. He just talked a few words about the investment promotion work in the whole province. I made a request for investment, and immediately expressed my willingness to invest in Ganling. He had a good idea, as long as Zhuge Huan'er found him, it would depend on his own mood whether to invest or not.

  So when Lu Jianhong said that he would not eat with them, in the eyes of Zhou Qifeng and Zhuge Qingyun, Lu Jianhong was avoiding it on purpose.

   "Secretary Jianhong, no matter how serious the matter is, you have to eat?" Zhou Qifeng expressed his displeasure in a joking manner.

  Lu Jianhong explained: "Secretary Zhou, my mother is also in Ganling, and I promised her to go home for dinner."

   "Oh, that's the case, then it's not too difficult to force others." Zhou Qifeng's cloudy face immediately cleared up, and he smiled, "Our Secretary Lu is a dutiful son, then you go."

  Zhuge Qingyun heard the word "filial son", and he had a plan in his heart. He gave a comprehensible look to Zhou Qifeng who hinted at him, and said: "Dinning with Secretary Lu, there will be opportunities in the future."

   Accompanied the people out of the office building of the provincial party committee, and watched them get into the car and drove out of the provincial party committee compound. Lu Jianhong bowed slightly and said to himself, "This old profiteer is really willing to spend money."

Back home, Liang Yuelan was busy in the kitchen. Although she was eating with her mother, most of the meals were cooked by Liang Yuelan. Lu Jianhong said apologetically, "Mom, why don't you let An Ran come here? Come all the way. Why are you still cooking?"

  Liang Yuelan smiled and said: "You are busy with work and don't go home all year round. Being able to cook for your son is also a kind of happiness as a mother. Go out, the kitchen will smell of oily smoke, and it will be fine soon."

  The family had a sumptuous dinner. After the meal, Meng Ziyu and Niu Da were busy clearing the table. Lu Jianhong said, "Mom, let's go out to have fun tonight."

  Liang Yuelan smiled and said: "It's not the same, forget it, go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Meng Ziyu heard what Liang Yuelan said in the kitchen, and couldn't help feeling sad. Before, she was ignorant and didn't understand her father. When she understood the truth, her father was no longer there. The pain of wanting to support her but not being there made Meng Ziyu feel depressed. tears.

   At this moment, Lu Jianhong's phone rang suddenly. Lu Jianhong looked at the number, frowned, and said, "Mr. Zhuge."

   (pleading letter)