Official Immortal

"Then, try not to wipe it," Chen Taizhong smiled, "Some things do not have addiction, but psychological addiction exists objectively. Only by believing in your own strength can you restrain those negative emotions."

"But I was afraid of myself and woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night," Whitney sighed and frowned in distress. She had to say that she was a relatively innocent woman. What could she say.

"Then, it's up to you," Chen Taizhong raised his eyebrows, "I said, the five people and women above are waiting for me. If you don't plan to join, I think our conversation can come to an end."

"I have no habit of sharing men with others," Whitney replied without hesitation. "And, I have a husband."

"I'm single... so I have no scruples," District Chief Chen smiled and spread his hands. "Since you are so straightforward, then I also say that among my many lovers, there are currently no black people."

"You... are you racial discrimination?" Whitney was enraged when Whitneydon. In this case, no one in the United States dared to say it in front of her-in the United States, racial discrimination is expressly prohibited, but It also exists objectively. The so-called transparent ceiling and the like are talking about this. You have this ability, but you can't break through the invisible blockade.

But whoever dared to express this clearly, then wait for the lawsuit.

"Your pores should be bigger than mine," District Mayor Chen rubbed his arm with a smile, "This is the advantage of race evolution...Don't be inferior, try hard, you may be able to catch up."

"Did you say the same to Kennedy?" Whitney sank.

"I have been telling her like this," Chen Taizhong suddenly felt that it was a bit boring that he was struggling with such trivial matters-I called her this true, what did I picture?

The next moment he reacted. He just didn't feel angry at the other party's sense of superiority, so he smiled slightly, "Well, I didn't mean it, if it makes you feel uncomfortable, I am willing to apologize."

"Your arrogance and discrimination come from your heart. This is not a question of apology," Whitney replied coldly.

"You are very observant, you can discover such secret things," Chen Taizhong turned and walked upstairs. He had no intention to say more to this inexplicable woman, "I hope you don't rush upstairs again today, otherwise I will throw you down."

Whitney stared at his back disappearing on the stairs. After a long silence, he smiled slightly and muttered softly, "Very special man."

This night’s absurdity, no one came to bother. District Chief Chen didn’t wake up from many pink arms until 8:30. He saw Little Bella’s left leg resting on Elizabeth’s shoulder, but her right leg was pressed by Grace. The man fell asleep on his back.

There is no shade on her body. Bai Shengsheng is very dazzling. Needless to say, the two pink spots on her upper body are the most abundant, but between the legs, a pink peony is blooming with dew, truly beautiful and beautiful. .

Exercise again. Chen Taizhong was only waiting for the gun to wipe out the enemy. He only heard a noise from downstairs. He pricked his ears, but it was Whitney's voice, "I am undergoing treatment and will not be interviewed."

Let's stop, he whispered, put on his clothes and walked downstairs, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Whitney almost didn't make his nose irritated. "How many people reported that I am back in China, Chen...can help me block this news? You are a socialist country."

"Didn't you keep clamoring to talk about zìyóu, now you want me to block it?" Chen Taizhong muttered softly, but complained and complained. He still has to do what he should do, "What appeared in the newspaper?"

"The tabloids have appeared long ago. Now the problem is the big papers, like the Washington Post," Whitney said with a bitter smile, "They want to know my state, regardless of jet lag... Damn it."

"Did you apply face cream when you slept yesterday?" Chen Taizhong did not comment on her complaint.

"I didn't wipe it, so I didn't sleep well. I got up very early," Whitney shrugged regretfully. "I wiped it today. I went for a run early in the morning. I ran for five kilometers. This was done two years ago."

"Haha," District Chief Chen smiled casually, walked into the yard and took a deep breath, "Where are you going to play today?"

"Go to your show to sing," Whitney replied casually, "I also sing popular songs, and I plan to have a good time with those dancing girls."

"Go to the show?" Chen Taizhong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "It's a good idea."

He was only planning to ask her to sing two songs at the party to improve the image of the party. Even if the deal was concluded, she did not expect her to sing at the show.

But it’s normal to think about it. The queen of singing is an ordinary person, and her leisure time at work also needs relaxation and entertainment. As for her to sing at the exhibition as entertainment, Bei Chong really has no reason to disagree.

In fact, Whitney’s influence surpassed Chen Taizhong’s imagination. Around ten o’clock in the morning, some foreign vehicles arrived in Beichong one after another, including Yangzhou and even other places, and vehicles came from Mingxiao. , Made a special trip to chase stars-of course, this is also due to the National Day holiday, otherwise you may not have this leisure time.

At ten o’clock, the women were all up, but District Mayor Chen was already busy. Many people called to find out whether Whitney could sing again at the exhibition. Of course he had to give affirmative answer.

Many of the people who came on the phone were not familiar with Chen Taizhong. After answering the question, he would not respond to requests such as seating arrangements, saying that you have a good seat if you come early, and you can’t come too late. Blame us-it's free, where there are so many requirements.

Of course, he also had an online presence. For example, Jin Jianguo, Minister of Missions and Education in Liyang City, called and asked about the situation. He said that there are some artists in Liyang who wanted to take a look. I, Minister of Missions and Education, have to help. They coordinate.

"Come on, let me arrange it." This is the fellow who communicated with him, and District Mayor Chen naturally stretched out his hand to help.

However, it is more than just the star chasers who are provoked with enthusiasm? Some hemp companies arrived yesterday, and similar companies arrived today. Some companies approached the road next to the booth and set up a stall to buy things.

The stand of the exhibition was set up on the edge of the city, next to Shanjin Town. In the morning, people were pushing cars and selling ramie products along the street. There were articles, cushions, backpacks, hats, etc., as well as ramie roots. Some Chinese medicinal materials are even selling peanut and melon seed mineral water.

Coupled with these products from other places, the booth became very lively in advance.

There is a hemp company in Zhangcheng City. Suo xng directly approached the director of the Provincial Industry and Commerce Department Zhuang and said that we also brought some clothes and bags. Can you... show it in Beichong?

Zhuang Bifan was a little embarrassed. He just left it as usual, but he directly refused. Your ass, a small factory, asked me, the provincial bureau chief, for such a small matter?

However, he now wants to transfer the credit for the development of the ramie industry to the Provincial Administration for Industry and Commerce, so these factors have to be considered.

After hesitating, Director Zhuang still called Chen Taizhong, "Xiao Chen, are you busy?"

"It's really a little busy," District Mayor Chen didn't want to see Director Zhuang, and he was really not idle. "What's the matter with the bureau? Please give instructions."

"There is such a situation," Director Zhuang said again, "I think our Beichong Ramie Factory should play a leading role in the industry... I hope you think about it."

"What do you mean by this?" District Mayor Chen was really unhappy when he heard this. "Zhuang Ju, I, Bei Chong, invested four million yuan in this ramie cultural festival. This is not a provincial sponsorship. Five hundred thousand... did they spend a penny?"

The meaning of these words is very obvious. A leader in the industry wants to take advantage of me for such a big bargain. Isn't this a dream?

"Too loyal, you have to think so, Beichong's ramie advantage is so big that others can only catch up. And this cultural festival, I think there should be a second and third edition," Director Zhuang worked patiently. "We are not planning this year, so the support and recognition of other hemp enterprises is also very meaningful to Bei Chong."

Of course, Chen Taizhong agreed with this statement more than once. If he wants to be a good protagonist, he has to cooperate with him. However, he was a bit unwilling to think of being taken advantage of by others, so he sighed, "Well, this sudden attack hit... here. It's not easy to cooperate."

"Let the models give it a try," Zhuang Bifan also gritted his teeth a bit, saying that Zhangcheng these people are really real. I didn't know if they said hello early, and they only proposed it now. Of course, he knew in his heart that those hemp companies were originally on the sidelines , Seeing that Bei Chong is doing a lot of fun here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I just want to get in with jealousy.

Therefore, Director Zhuang could only discuss with the young district chief, "If you can match the style of Shang Bei Chong, just walk on the stage. The big deal is to be a special "friendship display". If not, let the models wear clothes. Taking a few photos will help the hemp companies to some extent, and hope that they can afford foreign models. I don’t know it’s a matter of the year of the monkey."

Director Zhuang flattered, and District Mayor Chen was a little embarrassed, "Well, let them discuss it with Xiao Wang, the Planning Commissioner, but...it will give other models a little bit of benefit, or I will lose face in the Paris fashion industry."

"You're...face in the Paris fashion industry?" Zhuang Bifan hung up the phone, muttered in a low voice, and glanced sideways at the deputy director of the Cultural Office next to him. He sighed deeply, "A little girl doll can decide Bei Chong is really playing a big game now."

"The posterity is terrible," the deputy director smiled, and asked thoughtfully, "Is Chen Taizhong's influence in Paris so great?"

"It seems that he has a good relationship with many European powers," Director Zhuang replied absently.

"So," the deputy director nodded thoughtfully.