Rebirth of the Routine King

Sitting in the car, Wang Yan kept thinking about where to eat.

It was the first time that he invited such a high-level leader to dinner, so he had to think carefully.

A hotel of too low a standard will appear insincere, and a hotel of too high a standard may leave a vain impression on Hou Zhengyong.

If it were any other leader, Wang Yan would definitely look for a large-scale hotel, but there is obviously a fundamental difference between Hou Zhengyong and other leaders.

Wang Yan kept trying to figure out several labels on Hou Zhengyong: he has a heart for justice, he is honest, he hates vulgar bureaucracy, he is a homebody...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up!

Got it!

Why not treat him to a banquet at home?

Such words are not extravagant and wasteful, but also appear simple and down-to-earth. Maybe they can also leave him with a sense of closeness as a fellow-minded person...

Wang Yan kept analyzing the pros and cons of this idea. It might be a bit disappointing, but considering Hou Zhengyong’s character, maybe he likes such a quiet and simple atmosphere?

But, will it leave him with the backlash of deliberately flattering him?

After much hesitation, Wang Yan decided to have a banquet at home!

Hou Zhengyong positioned himself as a farmer's son. His move might arouse some suspicion from him, but in general, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

Just do it!

After locking in the idea, Wang Yan drove to the supermarket to prepare ingredients for dinner in the evening.

This good news quickly dissipated the sadness of Gao Lu's impending departure. He invited the deputy mayor to a banquet at home, wow! What an exciting news!

If he didn't tell his friends this good news, Wang Yan would feel that he really didn't deserve the title of master of pretense.

So, he made a phone call with Wang Weihang.

"Boss, are you free tonight?"

Wang Weihang chuckled and said, "I'll be free if you invite me to dinner."

"I may not be able to accompany you for dinner. I have made an appointment with the mayor tonight. Let's eat together!"

There was silence for two seconds on the other end of the phone, probably two seconds of shock and suspicion for classmate Wang Weihang.

Then I heard him say: "Wang Yan, are you too fucking boastful? If you really can have dinner with the mayor, I will eat shit!"

Wang Yan took a deep breath. He originally wanted to show off, but he didn't expect Wang Weihang to look down on him so much. He would rather eat shit than believe that he could have a meal with the mayor.

"Boss, if you have nothing to do after school, go to the warehouse for dinner! My new car should have arrived. You can help check it to see if it matches my temperament..."

Unexpectedly, Wang Weihang didn't appreciate it at all, and laughed loudly: "Wang Yan, why did you change the subject? Haha, you feel guilty, don't you? I'm eating with the mayor, and I'm not ashamed to say this! Bah!"

Wang Yan didn't know what to say for a moment, and said with a ferocious smile: "Boss! When you come, you'd better prepare your own. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat other people's!"

.....

Wang Yan didn't buy a lot of ingredients, half were common household items, and the other half were high-end seafood and uncommon but expensive ingredients.

After returning home, Wang Yan put on an apron and started busy. First, he washed vegetables, meat, seafood, etc., cut them and placed them on the plate.

Some foods that require a long time to cook should be steamed in advance, but there is no rush for stir-fried vegetables. It is not too late to start frying them before Hou Zhengyong arrives.

When you encounter an unfamiliar recipe, go online and look it up to try to make the most delicious result.

Song Zhiwen was the first to come back. When she saw the large and small plates of ingredients, she was surprised and happy: "Wang Yan, what day is it today? Why are there so many dishes? Are Brother Weihang and the others coming to eat?"

Wang Yan snorted: "Are they worthy of me cooking in person?"

Song Zhiwen chuckled and said, "Then who are you trying to welcome?"

Wang Yan stopped being pretentious and said with a smile: "Your dad introduced me to a big shot. I originally wanted to go to the hotel to eat, but in the end I thought about it. I'm tired of eating outside all the time. It's better to stay at home." I’m cooking and eating it myself!”

Song Zhiwen asked curiously: "Which big shot?"

Wang Yan said mysteriously: "Mayor."

"mayor?"

Song Zhiwen's eyes widened, surprised but not too shocked.

In her mind, mayor was just a code name, and she had no idea how much energy these two words contained.

"You want to invite the mayor to dinner at home?"

Wang Yan nodded, but before he could say anything, the phone in his pocket rang.

It was Song Weimin calling.

"Hey, Uncle Song..."

"Wang Yan, have you booked a place to eat? I forgot to tell you just now, don't book too high-end hotels and clubs. Hou Zhengyong doesn't like this."

Wang Yan smiled and said: "I haven't decided anywhere yet, I'm cooking at home!"

"ah!?"

Song Weimin was startled and said hurriedly: "You want Hou Zhengyong to go home for dinner?"

"Yes! We've known each other for so long, but you still haven't seen my cooking skills, Uncle Song! I guarantee it will be an eye-opener for you!"

Song Weimin was probably still in a sluggish state. After a while, he laughed and said: "That's fine, maybe Hou Zhengyong likes this kind of atmosphere! You hurry up and cook, I'll call him right now..."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yan shouted: "Little mosquito, hurry up! Give me a hand!"

Song Zhiwen's eyebrows curved: "Okay!"

.....

Hou Zhengyong arrived very quickly. Almost half an hour after talking to Song Weimin on the phone, he arrived at the gate of Jiayuan Community.

As the mayor, after learning about the dining place, he came immediately with almost no delay, which is enough to show that Hou Zhengyong is not a man who plays official airs and official power.

This also made Wang Yan's original worries disappear. He was busy cooking and did not go down to greet Hou Zhengyong. He asked Song Zhiwen to go downstairs and greet Hou Zhengyong with Song Weimin.

After hearing the conversation at the door, Wang Yan hurriedly came out of the kitchen, wiped his hands on his apron, and hurried forward to greet him.

"Hello, Mayor Hou, my name is Wang Yan."

Hou Zhengyong's appearance and temperament are in line with the Chinese people's objective impression of intellectuals. He is thin in stature, has a handsome and elegant face, and his eyes are as calm as the surface of a pond, giving people a feeling of being very easy to get along with.

Hou Zhengyong also stretched out his hand to shake Wang Yan's hand, and said with a gentle smile: "You are younger than I thought. I really didn't expect you to cook! As soon as you walked in the door, you could smell the fragrance."

Wang Yan said slightly apologetically: "I don't know your taste, so I just made a few dishes at random. I hope you won't be weirded out!"

At this time, another man with an equally thin figure and black-rimmed glasses said with a smile: "You are really right! Mayor Hou likes home-cooked food the most."

Wang Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hello, hello..."

The man with glasses also stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Feng Yubo, and I am Mayor Hou's secretary."

"Hello, Secretary Feng."

After the greetings, Wang Yan hurriedly invited Hou Zhengyong and Feng Yubo to the dining chairs, and he and Song Zhiwen hurriedly served the dishes from the kitchen.

Considering that there were only five people dining, Wang Yan did not waste any extravagance and only cooked three meat and three vegetarian dishes, three plates of seafood, and two fresh soups.

Even so, he was criticized by Hou Zhengyong with a smile: "Xiao Wang, how can you cook so many dishes that you can finish them?"

In response to this criticism, Wang Yan did not answer, only showing an honest smile.

When they were seated, Hou Zhengyong was specially asked to sit in the back. Wang Yan and Song Zhiwen sat opposite, and Song Weimin and Feng Yubo sat on either side of Hou Zhengyong.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Song Weimin, the elder, took the lead in picking up the wine glass and said sincerely: "It is an honor for Wang Yan and my daughter that Mayor Hou stayed in this humble house during his busy schedule. This meal is really perfunctory. I hope that Hou

Mayor, don’t be offended.”

Hou Zhengyong also picked up the wine glass and shook his head helplessly: "Xiao Song! You said you have already quit, why are you still making such excuses? Don't you know what I am like? If I am really the big fish and the meat,

I really don’t want to go! Come on, let’s have a drink together, thank you classmate Wang Yan for your warm hospitality.”

"Yes, yes, I spoke abruptly..."

After drinking, Song Weimin stood up to refill his drink, and Wang Yan also stood up to refill Feng Yubo's drink.

Wang Yan did not sit down, but picked up his wine glass and said respectfully: "Mayor Hou, I'd like to give you a toast. I wish you unlimited power in all aspects and seek greater benefits for the people of the mall!"

Hou Zhengyong laughed and said to Song Weimin: "Did you see that? Wang Yan can talk better than you, okay! I'll drink this cup."

Just after finishing her drink, Song Zhiwen also stood up, with a crooked look on her face: "I would also like to toast the mayor. I wish you no obstacles in your bold endeavors and success in your work without any worries."

Song Weimin's face froze slightly after hearing this. Hou Zhengyong was currently struggling with the police car mission, and his daughter happened to send corresponding blessings...

Needless to say, Wang Yan must have asked her to say these words.

The words were good, but the traces of flattery were too obvious. I wonder what Hou Zhengyong would think.

Song Weimin was obviously worried too much, but seeing

Hou Zhengyong laughed: "Xiao Song, I am falling more and more in love with you as my daughter. You are so good-looking and your mouth is so sweet!"

...

Hou Zhengyong is so approachable, so the meal was naturally quite harmonious.

Everyone here knew the purpose of this meal, but no one mentioned it in advance at the dinner table.

Since Hou Zhengyong chose to come here, he has already made his attitude clear, and there is no need to talk openly.

At about 7:30 in the evening, when darkness had just enveloped the earth, Hou Zhengyong stood up to say goodbye. Before leaving, he said to Wang Yan: "Wang Yan, if you have any difficulties at work in the future, just go to the government to solve them. As a parent official, I will not let you go."

I can’t guarantee that justice can still be achieved.”

Officialdom has its own art of speaking. Although Wang Yan is young, he can still understand the mysterious tone of these words. It is nothing more than recognition of the cooperative relationship with him. He nodded in agreement.

.....

The reason why a coincidence is called a coincidence is that two things happen at exactly the same time.

Just when Wang Yan opened the door to send Hou Zhengyong downstairs, Wang Weihang and others happened to arrive at the door!

"Wang Yan, I'll come here personally to pierce your skin..."

Before Wang Weihang finished speaking, he stopped because he saw two strangers in the room.

One of them was surrounded in the middle. Although his eyes were easy-going, his aura of calmness and self-power was extremely strong!

Combined with his clothes and calm aura, without any introduction, the idea that "this person must be a big shot" automatically comes to mind.

Wang Yan hurriedly explained: "These are my classmates and entrepreneurial partners who came to discuss work with me!"

Hou Zhengyong nodded and walked out of the room.

.....

After Wang Yan left, Wang Weihang still had a dull look on his face. At this time, he already had some kind of ominous premonition in his heart.

Dou Liang asked curiously: "Mosquito, who was that person just now? He actually sent Wang Yan and Uncle Song downstairs together."

Song Zhiwen looked a little proud: "That person is the mayor of our commercial city. We just had dinner..."

"Fuck! Mayor!"

Dou Liang and others looked blank.

"Gudong!"

Wang Weihang's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

Dou Liang joked: "Boss, look at how hopeless you are! Didn't you just meet the mayor? Why are you so excited?"

Wang Weihang looked a little flustered and said: "I just remembered that my quilt is still drying on the balcony! I have to go back quickly..."

With that said, he didn't even take the elevator and hurriedly ran towards the stairs.

Dou Liang was confused for a moment: "Boss, has the quilt been laid out today?"

Pan Yafei shrugged: "It rained today, so he slept under the quilt because his brain was damaged, but there was a pair of underwear on the balcony..."

Dou Liang's expression suddenly changed: "Fuck! That's mine!"

.....

A Volkswagen with license plate number ending in 006,

Hou Zhengyong sighed: "Yu Bo, do you think I have changed?"

Feng Yubo said solemnly: "I have been your secretary for nine years, and I can tell you responsibly that you have not changed! If there is any change, it is not your heart that has changed, but your way of doing things.

method."

Hou Zhengyong smiled bitterly: "This is also within the scope of change! I am really afraid that when I encounter difficulties in the future, the first thing I think of is not to face them, but to let myself use the power of others to become more and more flexible."

Feng Yubo smiled: "As long as you keep the people in your heart, then I think some appropriate changes are not a bad idea."

Hou Zhengyong ignored this arrogant remark and asked, "What do you think of Wang Yan?"

Feng Yubo pondered for a moment: "Young, calm, unassuming, and experienced in dealing with things. It's hard to imagine that he is really only twenty years old."

Hou Zhengyong also nodded: "This boy has a very lively mind, and he even thought of inviting me to dinner at home! This really surprises me."

Feng Yubo's first job when he entered the official career was as Hou Zhengyong's assistant. After getting along with him for so many years, he understood him better than Hou Zhengyong's wife. When he heard what he said, he immediately changed his serious expression and said: "Don't worry, I will always be close to you."

If you follow him, as long as he behaves illegally, you will immediately cut off contact with him."

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