The official way of rebirth

After leaving the hotel, a taxi drove over and stopped in front of a few people. Ye Xiaolu turned to Tang Yi and smiled, "Get in the car and give you a ride."

Tang Yidao: "Isn't it the right way?"

Ye Xiaolu said: "Aren't you going to the Yingbin Pavilion? I live in Shanyuan's house now, which is quite close to your place." After saying that, he opened the car door and chuckled: "Get in the car quickly, you don't want me to carry you in, right?

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Tang Yi smiled and got into the back seat of the car. Ye Xiaolu sat in next to her. The fragrance hit her face and her delicate body was beside her, which made people think wildly.

Ye Xiaolu lifted up the light blue high-heeled sandals carrying her pretty feet and lightly kicked Tang Yi. Tang Yi felt helpless and didn't know why Ye Xiaolu knew what she was thinking.

Jiaojiao had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat and told the driver to go to Shan Yuan Ren's house. The driver smiled: "What a great place. I can tell you are rich people just by looking at it." In fact, what he had been staring at from the rearview mirror was the back seat.

Falling in love with the sexy and seductive Ye Xiaolu, such a beautiful and fashionable girl, her boyfriend must be rich, or some rich Xiaomi, unless she is a fool, she will not know how to live a rich life based on her face.

In this era, many people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution.

The taxi slowly drove into the motorway, and Tang Yi asked Ye Xiaolu in a low voice: "Did you buy the house by yourself?" The driver was right. Shanyuan Renjia is a recently completed seaside villa area, very close to Yingbin Pavilion.

The geographical environment is superior and the environment is beautiful. Those who can afford to buy a villa there are rich and expensive.

Ye Xiaolu shook her head and said, "My mother bought it. I actually don't want it, but I want her to feel at ease."

Tang Yi nodded. Ye Xiaolu is indeed a sensible girl. She has no resentment towards her mother, but she just wants her mother to feel better. If she doesn't take over Wang Lu's house, she is afraid that Wang Lu will be sad and think that her daughter has not forgiven her.

Ye Xiaolu then smiled coquettishly. "Hey, now I don't have to pay rent every month, and I don't have to pay for the house, so I have more money. Do you have any good stock introductions that you can consider investing in?"

Tang Yi shook his head. "Speculation is bad. After all, it is not the right path. There is no sure way to make money."

Ye Xiaolu was so angry that she stretched out her hand and pinched him. "Preaching all day long. I'm annoying you to death!"

Tang Yi ignored her. When he saw the driver's eyes frequently looking at the rearview mirror, he pulled his hat down again. Although the Huanghai drivers were not as fond of talking about politics as the Jingcheng brothers, most of them were well-informed. Don't recognize them.

Own.

When Tang Yi got off the car at the Yingbin Pavilion, Jiaojiao was very surprised. Seeing that Tang Yi had no obstruction, she turned around and asked Ye Xiaolu: "Zi Zi, how can he live here? I heard that this is the management of Huanghai Hotel. It is the city government's place to receive distinguished guests.

, a resort for senior cadres. It’s summer again. It’s hard to move in even if you have money.”

Ye Xiaolu said: "During the summer vacation, he works odd jobs here as a cleaner." As he said this, he couldn't help but smile.

Jiaojiao was relieved. She also didn't notice Ye Xiaolu's weird smile. Meng Xiaoli, secretary of the Lunan District Party Committee and mayor of Yingbin Pavilion, was waiting for him in the living room. Xiao Qin was always with her, although because of Secretary Meng's status.

It's not easy to ask her to wait in the lounge. But she can't be left alone in Mayor Tang's room. What if Mayor Tang has something that he doesn't want her to see?

Meng Xiaoli, like most female cadres, is dignified and elegant. She wears a very plain skirt. Although she is over fifty, her hair is dyed black and her fair face has no wrinkles. She looks like she is in her forties.

Years old, she comes from the cultural system, and she is quite decent-looking.

Tang Yi smiled when he entered the room: "Secretary Meng, I've been waiting for a long time, I'm sorry!"

Meng Xiaoli quickly stood up and said with a smile that she had just been here for a while.

Xiao Qin helped Tang Yi make a cup of tea and then left.

Tang Yi sat on the sofa, gestured for Meng Xiaoli to sit down, and then asked: "Secretary Meng must be visiting the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Meng Xiaoli smiled and said: "There is something wrong. Isn't it more than a month before the Mid-Autumn Festival? Our district is going to hold a gala. We will invite some big names in the country to add color to the Expo. I just don't know if I can invite them.

If you are willing to come, we will prepare to make it even more lively."

Tang Yi smiled and said: "I'm afraid that won't work. I will probably be studying at the Beijing Party School during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I don't know if I will have time at that time. It depends on the specific situation." Although the official notice will not arrive for a few days, Tang Yi

Yi thought that there was no need to hide it from her. She came to visit him for the so-called Mid-Autumn Festival party. Why didn't Meng Xiaoli have any intention of communicating with her emotionally?

Meng Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, "September?" Then she raised her head and said with a smile: "Is it that provincial and ministerial level training class?"

Tang Yi nodded.

Meng Xiaoli smiled and said: "Congratulations to Mayor Tang."

Tang Yi smiled and waved his hand, and then chatted about work with Meng Xiaoli. The atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and they talked for more than an hour before Meng Xiaoli left.

Yoona and Boa finally came back from Tibet. They bought a lot of gifts in Tibet. Almost all of Yoona's gifts were bought for Tang Yi. When no one was paying attention, she helped Tang Yi put on his clothes even more shyly and timidly.

A string of Tibetan ornaments, Tang Yi smiled and hugged her, the fragrance was soft and fragrant

He leaned over and kissed her delicate cheek. Yoona's face turned red. Under the reflection of her white shirt, she looked beautiful. But soon the footsteps of Sister Lan and Baoer sounded upstairs, and Tang Yi hurriedly let go of his hand.

, did not forget to say something in Yoona’s ear: “Come next door at night.”

Yoona nodded shyly, and then ran to Aunt Li's room with the gift she bought for Aunt Li.

Bao'er and Sister Lan went upstairs to decorate Bao'er's room. Bao'er bought a lot of decorations to hang in his room.

Looking at Bao'er who was jumping downstairs with a little excitement, Tang Yi didn't know what it was like. After the summer vacation, Bao'er dressed up extremely beautifully, with charming and cute eyelashes and eyeliner, a white gauze sundress,

thin blue jeans,

As pure and lovely as a little princess, she wears flat sandals with gold lettering, her white and tender feet are painted with bright nails like black gemstones, and her delicate and fashionable pigtails jump playfully with her steps. The growing up Baoer is beautiful.

So cute.

"Uncle!" Bao'er jumped to Tang Yi. He compared his own height and said with a smile: "It's over uncle's shoulders! The wish I made in the Potala Palace was to be taller than my uncle."

Tang Yi laughed: "Want to be a basketball player? It's hard to get married if you talk too high!"

Bao'er pouted and said: "Uncle looks down on people, they are all chasing Bao'er, it's Bao'er who doesn't want them!"

Sister Lan reached out and slapped Bao'er. "Why are you getting crazier and crazier! You dare to say anything!"

Bao'er almost died of anger. Why did his mother always hit him in front of his uncle? It was so embarrassing.

Sister Lan carefully asked Tang Yi: "Secretary Tang, shall we eat dumplings tonight?"

Tang Yi nodded: "Whatever."

But Baoer suddenly looked at the exquisite Cartier bracelet watch on Hao's wrist and shouted: "Ah, it's time!"

Then he excitedly took Tang Yi's hand and said, "Uncle, let's go out to play with Bao'er."

Tang Yi smiled and said: "Where to go?"

"You will know if you come with me!" Bao'er dragged Tang Yi and took two steps out, then turned back to look at Tang Yi and muttered: "No, this won't work."

Letting go of Tang Yi's hand, he ran to the sofa, picked up the small orange travel bag on the coffee table and rummaged through it for a while. Then he found out a black sun hat and quite exquisite sunglasses, and ran to Tang Yi's side again, standing on tiptoes to help

Tang Yi put on his hat and sunglasses, looked at Tang Yi with his small chin, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's done now."

Although Sister Lan thought it was too late, she didn't dare to say anything when she saw that it was the Black-faced God going out with Bao'er. Besides, the better the relationship between Bao'er and the Black-faced God, the happier she would be.

Tang Yi didn't know what Bao'er was up to. But Bao'er had just returned from a trip and was begging him to accompany her on the street for the first time. Tang Yi could just let her fool around, but wanted to see where she took him.

After getting off the taxi, Baoer took out the money from her delicate little wallet to pay the fare. Seeing her cute appearance of bargaining seriously with the driver, Tang Yi burst into laughter.

Seeing that he had arrived at the Cultural Square again, Tang Yi already knew it. Sure enough, he and Bao'er walked a few steps into the small square, and were greeted by three or four boys and girls with colorful hair, wearing baggy pants, and a hip-hop vibe.

come over.

One of the beautiful red-haired girls asked Bao'er strangely: "Bao'er, why didn't you change your clothes?" He glanced at Tang Yi again, then giggled and asked, "Who is he?"

Bao'er said: "Don't worry about it, I won't dance today, you can play with it."

The teenagers all nodded, but it seemed that Villeroy & Boch was following suit. They put down the big tape recorder and pressed the play button. Upbeat music played. The teenagers began to twist their bodies slowly, and their movements became more and more complicated with the music.

The bigger they got, the more tricks they had. Soon, there was a circle of people around. Baoer raised his little face and said to Tang Yi expectantly: "Uncle, I'm here to teach you how to dance. Don't be afraid. I'll teach you how to dance."

This outfit can make you dance slowly, it won't teach you how to move around in circles on the ground."

Tang Yi heard it funny, but seeing Bao'er's serious face, he rubbed Bao'er's little head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter how old uncle is, this is a thing for you young people, I can't dance."

Bao'er was a little disappointed, lowered his little head, and whispered: "Bao'er knows that he is a child in the eyes of his uncle, and he doesn't know how to make his uncle happy. Bao'er knows that he will be very happy and relaxed when dancing hip-hop, uncle,

Just try it."

Tang Yi was startled for a moment. He still remembered what she said when he first discovered Bao'er dancing in the street. She said she saw that she was unhappy and her smiles were getting less and less. So after she learned street dancing, she would definitely teach him, but she didn't want her to keep teaching him.

Keep it in mind.

Tang Yi patted her little head and said with a smile: "Don't be like a little doormat. Uncle will be very happy when he sees you. Wait until next time. My waist hurts a little today. You can teach me next time."

Bao'er didn't doubt that he was there, and immediately smiled happily, and then became a little worried. He stretched his little head behind Tang Yi to look, and muttered: "Uncle's waist hurts, Aunt Li's waist always hurts, is uncle getting old too?"

You are only in your thirties, and you are already old?" He looked sad with a sad expression on his face.

Tang Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and ignored her, letting her mutter to herself. He shamelessly asked for monthly tickets again, and asked for everyone's emergency support. He didn't want to ask for monthly tickets every day, knowing that everyone was annoyed by it, but the monthly ticket list was very fierce, and he didn't ask for tickets for a day.

It is estimated that this chapter will be the seventh when it is updated. I can only continue to be shameless once. Please support friends who can support me and give me some encouragement. Although 9,000 words a day is not much, I have tried my best, really tried my best...

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