Official Immortal

Chen Taizhong must have known the news for the first time-the police station and the security bureau have a confidential system, but it is invalid for him, at least in this matter. Net m

\"Linhe Aluminum? Fan Rushuang?" He did not regret Liu Zhiwei's running away at all. He has done his best for this matter. Not only did he have no regrets, but he was also very excited.\" Ha, this time, but there is a way to deal with this hall Level cadre!"

　　　　\"You should take these materials with me. Let me go to the provincial bureau first," the security bureau's person reminded him coldly, "If you don't go to this kind of thing, the credit will not be counted on you."

\"Actually, it's the end of the year, and the China Merchants Office is really busy," Chen Taizhong pretended to smack his lips, then groaned, shook his head regretfully, and sighed, \" Well, forget it, for the sake of national security, I can only work harder ."

　　　　 Then you can not go! The woman sneered in her heart. You won't be unsafe if you don't go to the country...

　　　　 When Chen Taizhong went to Subo, he was steadfastly recorded once. There was no way, he would have to pay a price if he wanted to make merit.

　　　　 But it’s okay. After all, he is a whistleblower, and he is under the care of Director Liao. The security bureau does not work as formal as the police station follows the procedures, so he did not feel very aggrieved.

　　　　 Even after the confession was recorded, he still wanted to ask Zhang Zhicheng who was in the audience, "Is it possible that the news cannot be disclosed before Liu Zhiwei is captured?"

　　　　 Chen Taizhong really cares about this. Of course he can't make a profit if he can't be revealed, but Liu Zhiwei...the ghost knows when he will get it.

　　　　 The secret level that the guy has contact with is limited! Who would have the mind to catch him specifically? Zhang Zhicheng glanced at him, and was too lazy to say it through, \"It doesn't matter, it is impossible to report publicly in the media, but..."

　　　　\"But what?" Chen Taizhong knew the origin and probable course of the matter, but it was really impossible to access the core content-such as what information Liu Zhiwei had stolen.

　　　　\"But it can be said in the internal reference and official letter," Secretary Zhang was very uncomfortable with his calculations, but thinking about the explanation of his own leadership, he finally answered very formally. \"It's just keeping the record for the record. In fact, in the media. I can also say vaguely...very vague kind."

　　　　 Can you write to Linhe Aluminum? Chen Taizhong wanted to ask such a question, but from Zhang Zhicheng's mouth, he had already vaguely guessed that his contribution this time seemed not as great as he had imagined. [m]s

　　　　 Then let's turn around and ask Director Liao himself, he finally abruptly resisted the question.

When 　　　　 came to Subo this time, he originally wanted to call Meng Xiaoyan and Ren Jiaodi. Both teachers are on vacation. But in the end he came alone—not counting that woman, because the woman said that this kind of thing involves state secrets and cannot be known to more people.

　　　　 came out of the security bureau, he drove aimlessly, watching the bustling flow of people in the twilight. I felt a bit strange for a while: it seemed to be about the same as the previous life, in the crowd, I walked alone...

　　　　 The next moment, he smiled and shook his head, and stopped this kind of unnecessary cranky thinking. What's wrong, buddy? Feeling sentimental like a woman?

　　　　 still consider something serious, for example, go to a Mongolian artist’s visit?

When 　　　　 was in the reservoir, because of resentment towards Mengyi. Chen Taizhong rudely rejected the request of Secretary Meng’s \"joint ribbon cutting", but with the passage of time, especially the broadcast of TV news, he became more and more aware of how much Mengyi gave him. A big face.

　　　　 Put aside other people’s miscellaneous reactions, just talking about Zhang Han’s \"spy incident" is enough to explain the problem. If Director Zhang hadn't made a wrong decision after watching TV that day, this matter has developed. It's really worrying.

　　　　 In any case, Yu Ren is more like a spy than Liu Zhiwei...even many.

　　　　 In Phoenix City, Chen Taizhong would not visit Mengyi, or could explain it as \"unqualified" or \"do not want to show off". So Bo would not be willing to come. It's a bit of a "not getting through" taste. To put it more seriously, it is not knowing how to promote.

　　　　 A provincial party secretary supported you. You came to the provincial capital and didn't express your gratitude. How do others think of you?

　　　　 But, will you be a bit rash if you come on so rashly? Chen Taizhong's self-esteem is much stronger than ordinary people.

　　　　 He admits that he has been exposed to a lot of Meng Yi, but he knows better that if Secretary Meng thinks that he is a person who tends to be inferior, he can't guarantee that he will not fight back hard.

　　　　 like that, a good thing turns into a bad thing, which is too boring.

Of course, for such a small matter, Chen Taizhong couldn’t help. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Meng Qinqin’s number.\"Chapter Qin, I’m the Tiannan branch of Lenovo Group. Your company ordered a computer. First prize in Taichung, can you come to our branch with the invoice?"

This is not because he deliberately molested Meng Qinqin. In fact, in the several meetings between the two of them, they did not buy each other. Chen Taizhong calculated it carefully: he said that sending flowers was sending genitals, and he was mad on the phone. When Princess Shangmeng went to Phoenix, he didn't entertain him personally...This really neglected a lot of others.

　　　　 Since I have neglected in the past, now I need to ease the atmosphere and make a harmless joke.

　　　　\"Oh?" Meng Qinqin obviously froze on the phone, and it took him a long time to recall, "When did I buy the computer? What is the first prize?"

　　　　\"The first prize is a set of leather sofas." Looking at the flow of people outside the car, Chen Taizhong said openly. \"The number is limited. If it is late, there will only be fabric sofas."

　　　　\"Is there no flower sofa?" Meng Qinqin asked, and her voice became gritted in the next moment, \"Don’t you know, do I like roses? Many, many roses..."

　　　　\"Hey, you are really unforgiving," Chen Taizhong smacked his lips, then chuckled lightly, \"Okay, I'll come to Subo to do something, and I won't go back tonight. Is your father at home?

　　　　\"You ask my dad, I am me and he is him," Meng Qinqin's attitude is not very good, \"Are you looking for me or my dad?"

\"Don’t talk so much with you, do you have time tonight? I invited you to dinner, yes, I brought you some gifts," Chen Taizhong didn’t care about her reaction, it would be better to give more things. ,\"You must look good."

\"Fuck you, you told me to go and I will go? Then I have no face?" Meng Qinqin snorted coldly, was silent for a moment, and then spoke again, \"Looking at the face of Xiaoyan sister, give you a chance Come and pick me up from our unit."

　　　　\"Where is your unit?" Chen Taizhong was a little depressed.\"Can we say a place?"

\"Our unit is next to the Lenovo branch. Wait for me downstairs." Meng Qinqin hung up the phone angrily, still muttering softly, \"I don't even know where I go to work, really... "

　　　　\"Manager Qin, did someone send you flowers?" A girl about her age quietly walked over behind her, her eyes were full of banter, \"Haha,\"Which man is so lucky? "

　　　　\"Send me flowers? He is so beautiful!" Meng Qinqin's face was strained, and he curled his lips sadly, \"A arrogant man, I am too lazy to care about him..."

　　　　 Having said that, after ten minutes or so, she still walked to the office window and looked at it to see if there was a gray Lincoln underneath.

　　　　 This guy, did you come by car? Meng Qinqin raised his hand to look at his watch. It was half past five, and he was off work in half an hour.

Fortunately, when she walked out of the office building, she finally saw a Lincoln car parked on the side of the road.The tall man was standing next to the car with a smile, and the half-length leather jacket more and more brought out the stalwart and uprightness of his figure. The ordinary smile blooms in the cold night of Subo...

　　　　\"Count your acquaintances," Meng Qinqin glared at him, opened the car door and sat in, \"Where to eat?"

\"I want to go to your house to eat, do you have to agree?" He mused, shook his head, and pointed to the map on the dashboard.\" I'm really unfamiliar with Subo. If I want to choose, only Marriott Restaurant~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then go to the Marriott Hotel, but the private room there is very nervous," Meng Qinqin glanced at him, then turned to look at the back seat of the car,\"Oh, this coat is for free my present?"

　　　　\"This is one of the gifts," Chen Taizhong took out his cell phone, called the number of the owner of Marriott Restaurant Week, and called, "Old Zhou, I'm Taizhong Chen, do you have any private rooms?"

　　　　 It’s a pity that Lao Zhou can't remember where Chen Taizhong is sacred. However, he can't neglect the owner of his mobile phone number, \"This, Boss Chen, today's private room... is full."

\"Is there no one on the top floor?" Chen Taizhong has already gained experience in eating, knowing that those high-end restaurants will always have one or two spare private rooms.\" If it is gone, see you later, don’t you Blame me for not taking care of you!"

　　　　 Originally, he didn't want to force a meal at Marriott, but since Meng Qinqin knew that Marriott’s private rooms were in demand, then he must fight for it.

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