Official wizard

Wang Baoliang has something to say every time, and there is sharpness everywhere

Wen Chun, however, avoided the sharp edge and said with a smile: "Brother Bao, you really hit the nail on the head. It is much more reliable to write it on paper than to talk it out. Nowadays, the rule of law is emphasized up and down, with white and black letters, and it cannot be opened.

Just kidding”

Wang Baoliang laughed: "No matter how well the scriptures are written in the temple, there are still monks with crooked mouths. These days, there are too many monks who make money by begging for alms, and there are not many monks who recite the Eight Sutras seriously."

Wang Baoliang was still complaining when he said this. He was saying that government officials only cared about the windfall of political achievements and did not recite sutras properly, or even recited them incorrectly.

After Wang Baoliang finished speaking, he looked at Wen Chun provocatively, as if he was asking, do you understand?

Wen Chun smiled faintly, not only did he not refute, but he agreed: "Brother Bao, you are really right. I went to Qinglian Mountain a few days ago, and Master Yuantong in Qinglian Temple basically doesn't

Chanting sutras, what do you think he does all day long?"

Wang Baoliang was secretly disdainful. It was said that a county bureau chief, who was said to be quite talented, could not be heard when he turned around. Thinking this, Wang Baoliang's face became a little gloomy, and he casually said: "A monk doesn't chant sutras. He

What to do?"

"Haha, he is researching on curing diseases and saving people. Do you think he is not doing his job properly?"

Wang Baoliang smiled: "Oh, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Treating diseases and saving people is also the duty of a monk to accumulate virtue and do good deeds."

Wen Chun smiled and said, "Yes, Brother Bao, I compare you to Master Yuantong. Is it appropriate?"

Wang Baoliang waved his hands repeatedly and said: "It can't be compared. It can't be compared to Master Yuantong. He is a well-known eminent monk. He is very effective in fortune telling. I am a bad old man. How can I compare?"

"It's comparable, it's comparable, you see, Brother Bao doesn't do his own profitable business and insists on working for the interests of the merchants on Fuqing Street. What's the difference between this and Master Yuantong who doesn't recite sutras but treats diseases and saves people?"

Damn it, it turns out that Wen Chun is waiting for me here.

Seeing that Wen Chun had already seen through his intentions, Wang Baoliang felt uncomfortable. But after all, he was the **Hu, but he smiled and said: "No more, no more, my old face is really...

There’s no place to put it”

Wang Baoliang said, and glanced at Gan Xin again. She, who was chatting and laughing with him just now, stayed aside for a while. Although her mouth did not speak, her eyes were full of smiles.

Wang Baoliang's old face heated up and he felt a little guilty. It seemed that Gan Xin probably understood the story he told, but he was just pretending to be infatuated so that he could relax his vigilance.

Such a pair of golden boys and girls, one with a hidden secret and the other with a charming smile, are still more knowledgeable than themselves.

Wang Baoliang's low self-esteem suddenly came up. Inferiority is a very annoying thing. It will inexplicably damage a person's self-confidence.

Wen Chun noticed the change in Wang Baoliang's heart, and he knew it was time to take a step further. People like Wang Baoliang who came from the world always felt good about themselves. If they didn't take advantage of the situation and attack, it would be even worse when he calmed down.

Deal with it

Wen Chun smiled secretly and said: "Brother Bao, I dare not hide it in front of you. Secretary Xi and County Magistrate Gao sent me here today just to treat you to a meal and discuss the relocation of the small commodity market.

"

Wang Baoliang's face turned gloomy. Wen Chun used a joke to clarify the topic. What we want to talk about today is the relocation of the small commodity market.

He thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I knew this meal was not delicious. The secretary and county magistrate wanted to give me a Hongmen Banquet."

Wen Chun said frankly: "I don't dare to do the Hongmen Banquet. I really want to ask Brother Bao to solve the government's problems."

Wang Baoliang had already been mentally prepared for this. He originally planned to use a few words to squeeze Wen Chun and make him retreat. Unexpectedly, Wen Chun not only did not get angry in a hurry, but instead compared him to a tactful person who heals diseases and saves people.

Master, he also said that the Secretary and County Magistrate personally sent him to invite him to the dinner. He wanted to refute this face, because he was afraid that he would never have the opportunity to speak to the leader again.

Wang Baoliang has discussed with the operators several times whether and how to move the small commodity market.

You guys are telling the truth, if you stay here on Fuqing Street and keep making small fuss, it is definitely impossible to achieve any big development. If you really move to the riverside dock, you can still make the business bigger.

opportunity to work

However, I am afraid that like last time, the government will coax the business owners out under the guise of improving living conditions and free up a piece of land to build a business and tourism city. If the officials have political achievements and the investors have profits, there will be no one.

I don't care whether they live or die.

If you just simply change places, make a lot of efforts in vain, and spend the few capital you have on decoration and purchasing stores, there will be no potential for development. If you really get to that point, the business owners will complain every day.

, the earth and the earth are not functioning properly.

Therefore, everyone looked at Wang Baoliang with their eyes

Wang Baoliang made up his mind and said, just like last time, there is no precise statement, and he will not change it. As long as everyone works together, in China, the law has always been unfair. Let’s see what the government can do to everyone.

I, Wang Baoliang, am not seeking my own selfish interests, am I afraid of a bird feather?

Thinking of this, Wang Baoliang waved his hand freely and said: "It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk, let's talk over the wine table, let's talk over the wine table."

After arriving at Wangcheng Hotel and sitting down in a private room, Gan Xin called Xi Feifei.

"Secretary Xi, Mr. Wang has arrived."

Xi Feifei hurriedly said: "You and Commander Wen will chat with Mr. Wang for a while, I will be there soon."

After answering the phone, Xi Feifei went to call Gao Liangquan

It was originally agreed to entertain Wang Baoliang, and all the top leaders of the party and government would participate, but when Xi Feifei went to call him, Gao Liangquan said that Secretary Tan had some personal matters and wanted to talk to him, so he rushed to the city, and asked Xi Feifei for leave with a wry smile.

Because it involved Tan Zhengrong, Xi Feifei couldn't ask more questions, so she had to agree.

The dish was ordered by Gan Xin

Wen Chun was still uneasy and went to the kitchen to implement it herself. When Xi Feifei rushed to Wangcheng Hotel, Wang Baoliang was joking with Gan Xin.

No feast is complete without wine!

After the guests and hosts were seated, Xi Feifei asked: "Mr. Wang, what kind of wine do you want to drink today?"

Wang Baoliang said without any hesitation: "The guest does as he pleases."

Gan Xin rushed to say at this moment: "Secretary Xi, I was chatting with Mr. Wang just now about the osmanthus wine brewed in Guihua Village. The wine has a mellow aroma and soft strength. Mr. Wang is very interested. Otherwise, don't give up today.

I’m drinking liquor. Let’s drink some osmanthus wine.”

Wang Baoliang couldn't help but take a second look at Gan Xin. This girl is so thoughtful. She just said it casually, but she took it seriously.

"What do you keep watching?" Xi Feifei asked Wang Baoliang sideways.