The official way of rebirth

In mid-December, the first Huanghai Culture and Art Festival "Cheer for the World Expo" kicked off grandly at the Huanghai Cultural Center.

Huanghai Mayor Tang Yi, Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee Member and Propaganda Minister Zhang Qiang, Municipal Government Secretary-General Deng Wenzhi and other municipal Party committee and government leaders attended the opening ceremony and watched the wonderful cultural programs at the opening ceremony.

Wang Lu, general manager of Huatian Hotel, Chen Fangyuan, general manager of Wanbao Supermarket, and other Huanghai business celebrities who sponsored this art festival were also arranged to sit in the first row.

On the stage, the lights were bright, singing and dancing were performed. The beautiful girls of the Municipal Song and Dance Troupe danced gracefully, and the famous domestic singer Mao Xiaomin sang "Farewell" in a heart-stirring manner.

Tang Yi turned his head and laughed in a low voice: "Hey, wife, do you think she is lip-synching?" His voice was very low, so that no one would hear that the mayor was so frivolous, which would make him lose his glasses.

The young girl was dressed in a pure white trench coat and looked unparalleled in beauty. When Tang Yi asked, she carefully observed the actress on the stage for a while and said softly: "I don't know."

Tang Yi just smiles, and his wife is like this, always meticulous. My younger sister is on vacation for the past two days, so Tang Yi will take her to attend tonight's cultural performance to relax.

Wang Lu sat on the right side of the little sister, but she never expected to be arranged to sit next to the mayor's wife. She always wanted to find a chance to talk to the little sister, but facing this girl who was as beautiful and refined as a fairy in a painting, she didn't know

What to say.

To the left of Tang Yi sat cadres of the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, and next to Tang Yi sat Zhang Qiang, the Minister of Propaganda. Zhang Qiang was nearly sixty years old, with gray hair on his temples. He was usually stern and unsmiling. At this time, he was sitting upright with an extremely serious face.

Tang Yi glanced sideways at him, then leaned towards him and whispered: "The program is well arranged and very targeted."

Zhang Qiang nodded and said, "Shuangjiang did it all by himself. He worked day and night for a few days." Liu Shuangjiang, deputy director of the Propaganda Department, is a popular candidate to succeed Zhang Qiang as director of Propaganda. If it hadn't been for Tang Yi's arrival, he would have been here the year after next.

When the change comes, Zhang Qiang will retire from the CPPCC and recommend Liu Shuangjiang to take his place.

Tang Yi smiled without making a sound.

There was a ten-minute break during the cultural performance. The cadres of the municipal party committee and government left the stage. The host took the lead in applauding in farewell. The applause in the auditorium was not very enthusiastic, which made the host a little embarrassed.

Zhang Qiang, who was walking next to Tang Yi, also frowned slightly. Soon the cell phone of a cadre from the Propaganda Department rang behind him. It seemed that the organizer of the performance was explaining. The cadre of the Propaganda Department said something seriously in a low voice.

Tang Yi naturally ignored such a trivial matter. He and his younger sister got into the Audi and drove away slowly. The other cadres waited for the Audi to slowly disappear from sight, and then they all got in the car.

The Audi drove slowly along Huanghai Street with the traffic. After turning onto Wenhua Road, Tang Yi told Xiao Wu to drive into the sidewalk and park the car, and took the little girl out of the car.

The cultural road is bustling with people. There are bars with flashing neon signs, elegant and quiet teahouses, and discotheques that release the passion of youth. Along the way, the neon signs have different night scenes. Some are like locust trees full of trees, or they are like lotus flowers in full bloom.

Flashing continuously.

The little sister would not ask Tang Yi what he wanted to do, she would just follow Tang Yi quietly, walking through the crowd.

Tang Yi glanced at her and said, "Go to the Cultural Square for a walk." The little girl nodded lightly.

Cultural Square is a small square on Wenhua Road. Wenhua Road is synonymous with leisure and entertainment in the minds of Huanghai people. Although Cultural Square is small, it is a favorite leisure place for young lovers. Tonight is no exception.

Among the walking couples, several trendy hip-hop boys and girls, wearing oversized casual clothes and multi-bag pants, showed off their hip-hop stunts to the strong pop rhythm.

American street culture has just invaded China. In developed coastal cities like the Yellow Sea, traces of it can already be seen.

Soon the boys and girls who were dancing to their heart's content were thinly surrounded by the audience, and applause and whistles sounded from time to time.

From the gap in the crowd, you can see a girl dancing to the loud music. The other hip-hop boys and girls are clapping together. Although it is already winter, the dancing girl is wearing a large and colorful T-shirt and wide-leg pants.

, the graceful little body twists, and the cuteness naturally reveals a youthful and arrogant energy.

Tang Yi glanced twice. He was sighing at how fast the times were changing. Suddenly there was a buzzing sound in his head and his body stiffened. He stared straight at the girl, but he saw that the hip-hop girl had a picturesque face, although her two thin eyebrows and long black eyelashes made her look so beautiful.

She is slightly seductive and wears a light blue eye shadow, but it cannot hide her lovely and pure beauty.

"Bao'er?..." Tang Yi spat out two words with unusual difficulty. At this moment, his brain was really blank. Sadness, regret, anger and other negative emotions were overwhelming, and it was almost like blowing up his brain.

.

Bao'er seemed to have noticed something. He turned around and saw Tang Yi and his little sister outside the crowd. Their twisting little bodies suddenly froze, and they lowered their heads very quickly, trying to slip away from the crowd.

"Stop!" Tang Yi's voice was low, but Bao'er obediently stopped and lowered his head, not daring to look at Tang Yi.

Tang Yi walked over slowly, not knowing what it was like. Although he had found some clues recently, for example, Bao'er liked to dress up more and more, applying bright nails and eye shadow. I heard from Sister Lan that she also bought some during the summer vacation.

I'm curious about wearing sexy little clothes at home.

But it was at home after all. Tang Yi only thought that she was old and loved to be pretty, so he didn't care much. However, he never expected that Bao'er would skip school and come to the street to dance hip-hop. Isn't this a girl?

Did you just pretend to be a good girl in front of yourself?

"Bao'er, who is this?" The boys and girls looked at Tang Yi with unfriendly eyes. One girl turned to ask Bao'er.

Bao'er didn't dare to raise his head and gestured at them with his hands behind his back, meaning to tell them to leave quickly. However, the boys and girls followed Bao'er's lead. Although they still looked at Tang Yi unconvinced, they slowly walked away. Tang Yi walked towards Bao'er.

In front of him, Bao'er called out in a low voice: "Uncle." He glanced timidly at his little sister, then lowered his head: "Godmother."

Tang Yi looked at the crowd of onlookers, gritted his teeth and said: "Come with me!" But he no longer wanted to go shopping, and strode ahead. The little sister didn't know how to comfort people. Although Bao'er looked pitiful, she just

He pulled her hand and followed Tang Yi, with Baoer timidly following behind.

We got into a taxi on the side of the road and went straight to Huatian Hotel. Tang Yi had already booked a presidential suite for him and his little sister.

Huatian Hotel is one of the most luxurious five-star hotels in Huanghai City. The building is splendid under the night lights. There is only one presidential suite, 1808. Because it is the off-season for tourism, the price has been reduced to more than 9,000 yuan.

Bao'er dejectedly followed Tang Yi and his little sister into the living room of the presidential suite. Tang Yi sat down on the sofa, sighing, looking as if there was nothing more sad than heartbreak.

The younger sister also sat down and made tea quietly.

Bao'er timidly moved to Tang Yi and whispered: "Uncle, I know I was wrong. Uncle, don't be like this. You feel uncomfortable, and Bao'er feels even worse..." As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Tang Yi glared and said, "Do you still feel uncomfortable? Tell me. How did you become like this? When did you learn street dancing?"

Bao'er said in a low voice: "In the beginning,

Tang Yi sighed again, took out his cigarette, lit one, and said, "You said you would never lie to uncle, right?" Bao'er nodded his little head and said, "Bao'er will never lie to uncle."

land."

Tang Yi was angry again and said loudly: "You still say you won't lie to me?"

Bao'er's tears were like broken pearls, falling down, and he choked and said: "I really didn't lie to you. You didn't ask me, so I didn't tell you."

Tang Yi said angrily: "You are still reasonable, right? Then tell me. Playing truant and hanging out with the gangsters is because I didn't ask, right?"

"No, no." Bao'er shook his head desperately, "Yes, we have no classes in the evening, and we went out with our classmates. Xiaojing is my classmate. Those, those people are her, her friends..."

Although seeing Bao'er crying very pitifully, Tang Yi was cruel and refused to look at her. He snorted and said: "You can go crazy without classes? You don't even look at it. If you go crazy often, you can learn to be a good person."

Huh?" Bao'er didn't skip class, and Tang Yi finally felt better.

Bao'er wiped her tears with her little hands and whispered: "Uncle, don't be angry, I. I will never dance again..." That little pitiful look made Tang Yi feel heartbroken. He really wanted to hug her.

He comforted her in his arms, but held it back. He snorted coldly and said, "I don't know if you can still trust your words."

Baoer burst out crying. He covered his mouth hard, but he couldn't cover it up.

The little sister handed a cup of tea to Tang Yi, and Tang Yi frowned and said, "What should I do with this child? Should I find a school under military management and lock him up?"

The little girl said softly: "I like dancing, it's nothing."

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment. The little girl had already picked up the tea and was quietly sipping it.

Tang Yi looked at Bao'er who was crying so hard that he realized that he had gone too far. Bao'er was not Qi Jie and Chen Ke, let alone a little girl. She was the avant-garde generation born in the 1980s, although she was not as good as the generation born in the 1990s.

Unconventional and unconventional like non-mainstream, but because I care about

Since I have always been exposed to new things quickly, I subconsciously hold Baoer to the standards of Qi Jie and Chen Ke, which seems inappropriate and out of touch with the overall social environment. What's more, Baoer in his previous life liked hip-hop, and he

How come you forgot?

Looking at Bao'er, Tang Yi couldn't help but sigh. In this world, he and she are two generations apart after all. In his previous life, he did not reject hip-hop and other new things, but he didn't want to come to this world. Subtly, he gradually

Changed.

Bao'er was still crying, out of breath, feeling a little aggrieved, but more importantly, sad. She felt so sad just to make her uncle angry. She simply hated herself to death.

After staying for a while, Tang Yi finally couldn't help it and said softly: "Stop crying, uncle won't scold you anymore."

Bao'er cried: "Uncle, Bao'er will never dance again..."

Tang Yi couldn't change his mind for a while, so he nodded and said: "That's right, okay, don't cry anymore, uncle won't like you if you cry again?"

Baoer hurriedly pursed his lips and wiped away his tears.

Tang Yi picked up the tea cup and drank tea. After a while, when he saw that Bao'er's mood had stabilized a little, he smiled: "Look at you, your face is so ugly from crying."

Bao'er's tears washed away the black hair on her eyelashes, and her fair little face became streaked with black streaks. She looked pitiful and embarrassed.

Baoer choked and said, "Really?" He looked around, but couldn't see the mirror. Tang Yi smiled again and said, "Go, take a shower and wash your face."

Bao'er looked up at Tang Yi and said pitifully: "Uncle, aren't you really angry?"

"Well, don't be angry! My uncle just scolded you because he was in a bad mood." Tang Yi said with a smile, "If you don't believe it, would you like me to give you a hug to prove it?"

Bao'er was a little eager to try, but in the end he still didn't dare. He had never seen his uncle get so angry before, and Bao'er was very scared.

Tang Yi added: "Actually, it's okay to like dancing, but you're not allowed to associate with those gangsters in society, and you're not allowed to skip school."

Bao'er nodded vigorously and said, "I don't care about them."

Tang Yi smiled and said: "That's right, go take a shower."

Bao'er said oh, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Yi sighed, but Bao'er turned around sensitively, looking extremely pitiful. Tang Yi said helplessly: "Uncle, it's not that I'm disappointed in you, it's that I regret scolding you just now."

"Oh" Bao'er opened the door and entered the bathroom.

Tang Yi looked at his younger sister, shook his head and said, "I don't know what Bao'er will be like in the future after being taught by me, whether he will..." He couldn't hold back, because he was really worried that Bao'er would be too avant-garde.

A member of the new new humanity.

The younger sister said softly: "Bao'er is doing very well."

"Really?" Tang Yi smiled, "That's good." The little sister said it's good, which means it's really good. Tang Yi has always been convinced by the way the little sister looks at people.

After Tang Yi drank tea, he chose an animation program. The younger sister sat quietly next to him, curiously watching this cartoon that she had never seen before, it was "Doraemon".

After watching for a while, Tang Yi sighed and thought of how he had changed Di Bao'er's fate, and said softly: "I don't know if it's good or bad to be able to go back to the past."

The little girl felt Tang Yi's sudden depression and gently pulled Tang Yi's hand without saying a word.

Looking at the beautiful and refined little girl, Tang Yi smiled slightly and stopped thinking.

"Creak" the bathroom door was opened, and Bao'er's little body was wrapped in a snow-white bath towel. He timidly walked out of the bathroom.

The white and smooth shoulders and the crystal-clear jade calves already have a girlish and alluring smell. Tang Yi smiled, Bao'er has really grown up, and was sighing, but then he frowned and saw the lovely pink slippers.

, Bao'er's white little feet. The toes are painted lightly in black. A delicate crystal anklet hangs on the beautiful ankle.

Bao'er noticed Tang Yi's gaze. He lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Looking at Baoer's red and swollen eyes, Tang Yi said nothing more, but said softly: "Go and have a rest. I will take you back to school tomorrow morning."

"Oh" Bao'er obediently walked to the side bedroom. When Bao'er was about to open the door and go in, Tang Yi finally couldn't help but said: "Bao'er, come here, I'll talk to you."

Bao'er was like a deflated rubber ball. He walked back dejectedly and stood opposite the coffee table, his little head drooped, waiting to be scolded.

Tang Yi sighed and said: "It's all my fault. I left you alone. Now I still hope that you will be like you were when you were eight years old. I'm just deceiving myself. Bao'er, you don't have to pretend to be a good kid in front of me. You usually do it in school."

You can be whatever you want, tell me, besides studying, what did you do in school? Last time I saw you fighting, I thought it was an accident, but now, you have your own clique, right?"

Baoer lowered his head and said nothing.

The little sister looked at Tang Yi's furious look, and finally couldn't help but smile. Today, Tang Yi is getting more and more unpredictable. Although he still looks like a child occasionally in front of the little sister, the cuteness that suddenly appears becomes more and more frequent.

Getting lower and lower, the younger sister has not seen Tang Yi being hysterical when he encounters a problem for a long time. It seems that this is the first time she has known him.

The little sister stood up and touched Tang Yi's head. Tang Yi was stunned and couldn't even laugh or cry. The little sister smiled and said, "I'll take a shower while you guys chat."

Tang Yi nodded and looked at the little sister's back, but couldn't help but reach out and rub his head. His scalp felt warm. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect.

Perhaps the little sister's comforting had an effect. Tang Yi gradually calmed down and glanced at the poor Bao'er. Tang Yi said: "Bao'er, let's do this. Don't be afraid of me. Just treat me as your friend."

, come and tell me what's on your mind, tell me what you usually do in school, don't worry, you just kill people and set fires, as long as you tell my uncle today, he won't be angry."

After thinking for a while, he said: "Also, you like to dress up at such a young age. What do you think? You don't want to find a boyfriend, right?" After asking this question naturally, I suddenly felt inexplicably sour.

Bao'er lowered his head and still didn't speak.

Tang Yi said: "There is no shop like this after passing this village. Bao'er, please be lenient if you confess, do you understand?"

Bao'er's big and smart eyes turned, secretly looked at Tang Yi's face, and said, "Uncle, can I really say anything? Are you not angry?"

Tang Yi nodded slightly and said: "Have I ever lied to you? How do I look like you? From the previous life to this life!" He couldn't help but laugh when he said this, but his mentality gradually adjusted. Yes, Bao'er has grown up.

, I can't always hope that she is an eight-year-old baby, let alone get along with her in the same way as a toddler. Probably, every parent of a child will experience such a change in thinking. Suddenly, they find that their children have grown up.

Adult.

Naturally, Bao'er didn't understand what Tang Yi said about his past and present lives, but when he heard Tang Yi talk about his past life, he naturally felt a little happy. It turned out that his uncle also hoped to know him in his previous life.

Although his uncle seemed to be very kind, Bao'er still cautiously said: "Then, let me tell you something first?"

Tang Yi nodded, knowing that Bao'er must be tentatively talking about trivial matters, so he tried his best to relax and not let his face show any strangeness. Who knew that as he listened, Tang Yi reluctantly lit a cigarette and slowly leaned closer.

On the sofa.

Bao'er was talking about how she and her followers repaired the pervert class teacher Teacher Wang. A few days ago, Teacher Wang often made excuses to go to the girls' dormitory. Bao'er took the trouble to wait for a few girls. One day during lunch break, Teacher Wang

I ran to the girls’ dormitory again,

Baoer and the others secretly pasted a piece of white paper on Teacher Wang's back with the words "I am an old pervert who likes to peek at female students sleeping". Now this matter has become a joke in Huanghai No. 1 Middle School.

Teacher Wang, whose nickname is "ghost", can no longer be picked off.

Seeing Bao'er talking happily, Tang Yi was gradually infected by her emotions and asked: "Will Mr. Wang come to your dormitory later?"

Baoer chuckled: "Now when he sees female classmates, he always takes a detour."

Tang Yi couldn't help but laugh. Although Bao'er and the others were naughty, such an annoying teacher had not violated the law, so they could only use this method to prank him to be effective.

Seeing that his uncle was really not angry, Bao'er slowly got into the mood and told Tang Yi what happened to her at school. Who was the best at fighting in school? Who knew people from society who showed off their power in school? Let's talk about it again.

Xu Yunhe, a senior in high school who was the most violent in the fight, came to Baoer's class and called Baoer a best friend. Baoer reprimanded him in a fit of anger. Xu Yunhe was scolded until he was speechless.

Then Bao'er sighed, "Uncle, I'm really annoyed. That stupid young man writes a love letter to me every day. He won't listen no matter how hard he scolds him. Poor Bao'er has almost become a laughing stock in No. 1 Middle School, so next time

The old pervert will definitely complain about my puppy love at the next parent-teacher meeting, oh, it’s so annoying.”

Tang Yi laughed: "How could it be a joke? That one is stunned...Xu Yunhe seems to be a famous figure in China. You should be very proud of pursuing you so infatuatedly!"

Bao'er pouted her cute little mouth, "What kind of man is he? Only the kids in No. 1 Middle School admire him."

Tang Yi laughed: "Are you not a child yourself?"

Bao'er rolled his big eyes and said, "Uncle, will you arrest Xu Yunhe? He is over 18 years old. Is it illegal to harass underage girls? If it doesn't work, just make your own local regulations.

An adult who sends love letters to underage girls will be detained for 15 days and fined 10,000 yuan to see if he dares to find someone to send love letters to again."

Tang Yi was angry and funny, "What is this mess? What are you carrying in your little head at such a young age?"

Bao'er whispered, "Then I'll ask Sister Xiaofeng to take care of him."

Tang Yi frowned slightly, "Sister Xiaofeng? What sister Xiaofeng?"

Bao'er whispered: "Even the silly lady who runs an Internet cafe on the street is very annoying. Li Meng wanted to beg her to find someone to beat me. Later, she heard that I had driven in a Mercedes-Benz with a government license plate, and she often came to see me.

, they said they would invite me to dinner or something, but I haven’t been there either.”

Tang Yi nodded, "You should have less contact with this kind of people."

Bao'er said: "I know, she got close to me because I worked as uncle's car." At this point, she sighed softly and said, "Uncle, if it weren't for you, they would all really hate Bao'er.

Well, it's just like my father when I was a child. There was no uncle at that time, so my father would beat me all day long. The children laughed at me, and my uncle and aunt scolded Baoer all day long. The uncles and aunts in the village said behind my back that I was a bastard...

…”

At this point, Bao'er's eyes turned red, and he added: "I went to the city with my mother. In that small dark room, Bao'er was scared to death. They all looked at mom and looked at Bao'er in a strange way.

It's strange. Only uncle, when he saw me, his eyes were so bright and warm, Bao'er will never forget it in his life."

After saying that, he slowly took Tang Yi's big hand, squeezed it with his delicate little hands, and said: "Uncle, so uncle, don't worry, Bao'er has grown up. He is sensible and will not become bad. I will listen to him all his life."

Uncle's words."

Tang Yi listened in a daze. However, he never expected that Baoer's young mind had been so severely hurt, and that it was still fresh in her memory.

This was the first time that Bao'er had confided his feelings to him, which made Tang Yi feel sad. Bao'er, who was usually innocent and carefree and lovely in front of him, turned out to still have those sad memories buried in his heart. What's more, he didn't expect that.

, it turns out that Baoer is so sensible, how can he look like a child?

"Uncle, Bao'er will never dance again. Don't be sad, okay?"

Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Bao'er didn't have to worry about it. Even if she was asked to be a little rice bug now, she wouldn't become as lazy and lazy as Sister Lan. She had always been very harsh on Bao'er, starting from junior high school.

She was sent to boarding school because she was worried that if the environment was too comfortable, Baoer would become another Sister Lan. After all, they were mother and daughter. Now Tang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for whether Bao'er will become a new new human being, what does it matter?

He smiled and said: "If you like hip-hop, just go for it. It doesn't matter if you want to make it a career. If you really like it, you won't go to school. My uncle will help you find a hip-hop teacher and a cultural teacher. Let's go home and learn. I can't bear to leave my friends at school. My uncle said

I’ll help you keep your student status. Go to class occasionally and see your classmates.”

Bao'er's big eyes blinked. He really didn't know why his uncle's attitude changed so quickly. He shook his little head and whispered: "Actually, I want to be good at hip-hop because I want to teach uncle. Uncle is smiling now.

It’s getting less and less. Bao’er wants to learn how to dance and take his uncle to dance on the street to make him smile more!”

Tang Yi smiled, touched her little head, and said softly: "What a child." Seeing that Bao'er was so sensible, Tang Yi was open-minded. He reached for the handbag and looked for it, but there was no extra money.

After getting stuck, he said to Bao'er: "When you get home, tell your mother.

Later, your monthly pocket money rose to one thousand yuan. That little Feng sister would occasionally give them some sweet treats. They were the kind of people who failed to achieve anything but failed. If they hang around in front of you all day long, they won’t get anything.

If there is any benefit, there may be some evil moth."

After thinking for a while, he said: "Forget it, giving sweethearts is not a long-term solution. Just tell her who your uncle is and make sure she doesn't make any more crooked ideas."

Bao'er scratched his little head and stared blankly at his unusual uncle.

Tang Yi also felt that he was too excited, and this was not how he showed his love for Bao'er, so he smiled and said: "Okay, go and have a rest early. In short, do what you think is right in the future. Uncle will not do it again."

put one's oar in."

Bao'er nodded happily, suddenly smiled and said, "Then can I skip school?"

"How dare you!" Tang Yi stared, reaching out and wanting to slap Bao'er's butt, but when he saw Bao'er's slim body under the white bath towel, he retracted his hand and said, "Go to bed!

"

Bao'er said kindly and went back to the room obediently.

Tang Yi watched TV for a while and heard the sound of the bathroom door in the master bedroom. Knowing that his younger sister had taken a bath, he smiled slightly, got up, and walked to the bedroom humming a tune... The fourth meeting of the People's Congress was held in the Municipal People's

The first plenary meeting was held in the auditorium. On the first day of the meeting, the work reports of the municipal government, the Municipal People's Congress Standing Committee, the Municipal Intermediate People's Court and the Municipal People's Procuratorate were heard.

Lin Weiguo, executive chairman of the presidium of the conference, An Linying, Duan Hejun and others were seated in the front row of the rostrum.

Municipal leaders Cui Jingqun, Tang Yi, Huang Xiangdong, Zeng Qingming, Wang Lizhen, Zhang Dingzhong, Zhang Qiang, Zhou Wenkai, Qian Youzhi, Zhao Enhong, Lu Zhen, and the head of the troops stationed in Huanghai Li Xiaohan attended the meeting and took their seats on the rostrum.

Dai Huilai, Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee of Ludong Province, and some senior provincial and municipal leaders were seated at the rostrum.

Tang Yi's work report received warm applause from the delegates. On the rostrum, Dai Huilai took the lead in applauding, sending a very clear signal that the province did not want any accidents to occur at this People's Congress.

The meeting on the first day was naturally uneventful and ended successfully, but everyone knew that the mayoral election on January 4 was the highlight.

Huanghai Hotel and Huatian Hotel undertook the task of receiving the National People's Congress delegation. Among them, Huatian Hotel accommodated six delegations from three districts and three cities.

In Villa No. 3 of Yingbin Pavilion, Tang Yi was in a daze, and music rang again on his cell phone. In the past few days, Tang Yi's phone was particularly busy.

After checking the number and getting connected, Duan Hejun's voice was a little solemn, "Mayor, the situation is not clear! Some groups have very ambiguous attitudes."

Tang Yi smiled: "Anyway, thank you for your hard work. Do your best and obey fate!"

Duan Hejun said: "I'll go to the hotel and have a look."

Tang Yien made a sound and hung up the phone, but then he picked up the two photos on the coffee table and was in a daze. One photo was slightly yellow and seemed to be a few years old, but the other photo was cut from the inside page of a magazine. It was a local financial report from Huanghai.

The sales volume of the magazine is not large, and it is basically purchased internally by the government. The confetti character in the magazine is the graceful Wang Lu, and the yellowish photo shows a plainly dressed woman who seems to be a few years older than Wang Lu.

, but the two are very similar.

The yellowish photo is Ye Xiaolu's mother. The private detective has been investigating for more than half a year, but still has no big clues. He is afraid that Tang Yi will become impatient and come to Huanghai to report. In fact, what Tang Yi lacks most is patience.

But when Tang Yi saw the photo of Ye Xiaolu's mother in the file that the detective took, he was stunned for a moment. He thought she looked so familiar. Then he thought carefully, yes, if he dressed younger, he would be almost the same as Wang Lu.

land.

So Tang Yi left the photo, but didn't say anything to the detective. He spent a lot of money in the past six months. Although Tang Yi didn't care about the money, one code equaled the other. If he found it by himself, he wouldn't have to pay the detective any more.

.

Looking at the two photos carefully, Tang Yi felt more and more similar. When the doorbell rang, Tang Yi put away the color page photos, left the yellowed photo on the coffee table, and walked to the living room porch to open the door.

Wang Lu stood in front of the door with a smile and said, "Mayor Tang, I really didn't expect you to call me and ask me to meet."

Tang Yi smiled and made an invitation gesture. Wang Lu entered the room gracefully. Tang Yi closed the door smoothly. Wang Lu was stunned again, and then smiled coquettishly: "The mayor is here for the People's Congress, right? What's the matter, I'm here

You won’t let go of the tickets, right?”