Very Secretary

  Extraordinary Secretary-Chapter 924 has another entrustment

  With Long Fei around, there was no problem for Lu Jianhong to enter Long Xiangtian's compound.

  After entering the gate, there is a large yard with a long corridor leading to it. The shape of the whole room is a bit like a courtyard. It seems that Long Xiangtian is a very nostalgic person.

   There are only two security personnel inside, but judging from the stern look on their faces, they are much stronger than the outsiders.

Following Long Fei straight into a room behind, the decoration in this room is very simple and simple, there are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, but they are not works of famous people, Lu Jianhong glanced at it, and the inscriptions were all dragons Xiangtian himself. Although the skill is not that deep, but it is more than enough to bluff a layman.

  The residence of the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee is not easily accessible to ordinary people, so these calligraphy and paintings can be hung here in a stately manner. Obviously, Long Xiangtian is only using it for self-entertainment.

  Lu Jianhong's hands tightened involuntarily. In his bag was the "Long March" written by Su Dongbo. In terms of skill, it was much deeper than Long Xiangtian. I wonder if it can be used as a "tribute."

  Although Lu Jianhong didn't work in Jiangdong, the importance of Long Xiangtian's current position was obvious. What is the concept of an alternate member of the Politburo? Besides, there is still a chance to become a formal committee member. If there is such a relationship, Lu Jianhong will have a lot of convenience in the future.

  Pausing in front of a small room, Long Fei respectfully stood outside the door and said, "Dad, Jianhong is here."

   "Let him in." Long Xiangtian's faint voice came from inside.

  Listening to this voice, Lu Jianhong felt a strange feeling in his heart. Although his tone was very light, there was a hint of fatigue in it.

  Before pushing the door open, Long Fei whispered to Lu Jianhong, "He's been in a bad mood recently, you should be careful."

  Lu Jianhong nodded, pushed the door in, closed the door gently with his backhand, and said, "Secretary Long, hello."

  Long Xiangtian sat facing the window with his back to the door, holding a book in his hand. Hearing Lu Jianhong's voice, he turned around, put the book on the table, and said, "Sit down."

  Long Xiangtian's mental activity could not be seen from his face. Lu Jianhong sat down obediently. Long Xiangtian looked at him quietly and did not speak, and Lu Jianhong could only wait in silence.

  After a while, Long Xiangtian suddenly said: "Jianhong, what do you think of my handwriting?"

  Lu Jianhong couldn't help being taken aback. Although he didn't understand what Long Xiangtian meant, he knew that there must be his intentions in asking this question, so he smiled and said, "You mean the one on the outside wall?"

  Long Xiangtian nodded.

   "With all due respect, it's average." Lu Jianhong said this boldly, and looked at Long Xiangtian's face.

  Long Xiangtian let out a sigh, and sat up straight. He always boasted that his handwriting was quite good, but he didn't expect Lu Jianhong's evaluation to be only two words "average", so he couldn't help saying, "Analyze."

   "Secretary Long, this is just a comparison. If compared with our level, it is naturally superior." Lu Jianhong smiled and said, "I have a work here, I wonder if I can get into the eyes of Secretary Long."

  Lu Jianhong took out Su Dongbo's "Long March" from his bag and spread it on the coffee table.

  Long Xiangtian stood up with a smile and said, "You won't fool me with the works of those famous artists?"

When Lu Jianhong heard him use the word "fudge", it was obvious that he was in a good mood and not angry, so he relaxed, and said, "It was written by my friend. I saw it at the time and was about to come over. I put it in my bag." Forget about it."

What Lu Jianhong said was not a lie, he didn't know that Long Xiangtian liked calligraphy and painting, that work was just casually folded and put in the bag, and when it was spread on the coffee table, it was crumpled and without any flattery mean.

  Long Xiangtian's analytical ability was not to mention, knowing that Lu Jianhong was not lying, he looked down.

  Su Dongbo's handwriting is indeed very powerful. If given time, it is unknown whether he can become a well-known calligrapher.

  Although Long Xiangtian's handwriting was not satisfactory, he had seen it a lot, and he still had the ability to appreciate it. As soon as he saw the handwriting on the rice paper, he knew that Lu Jianhong was really right.

  Backing to his seat, Long Xiangtian seemed a little unwilling to give up and said: "Look at this again."

  Looking at the work that Long Xiangtian brought out, Lu Jianhong knew that Long Xiangtian was not unwilling to give up, but was testing his own eyesight.

The whole space is not big, twenty by eighty centimeters, and the content of the writing is **'s "Qinyuanchun·Snow", and the font is also cursive script like **, the overall effect is very good, but Lu Jianhong can see from the lines There are some clues.

   After a moment of silence, Lu Jianhong said, "Secretary Long, I dare not say it."

  Long Xiangtian's eyes showed a playful look: "Don't dare to say?"

  "Yes, I dare not say." Lu Jianhong sat down politely.

  Long Xiangtian stared intently at Lu Jianhong and said, "Just speak up."

  Lu Jianhong organized his words in silence, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Secretary Long is not sure."

  Long Xiangtian didn't speak, but just looked at Lu Jianhong and motioned for him to continue.

  Lu Jianhong really didn't dare to say any more, but said, "Secretary Long, when it comes to the overall political situation, even if I'm from Jiangdong, I don't dare to make random comments."

  The implication is that your unsteadiness is due to political matters. I, Lu Jianhong, a small person, don't dare to be labeled as pointing fingers at the direction of politics.

  Long Xiangtian's eyes suddenly became sharp, but he smiled: "Lu Jianhong, you are very smart, and you are a talent for making."

  Lu Jianhong's heart skipped a beat, but he said, "Secretary Long, you've won the prize."

  Long Xiangtian's words were written when he was in a mess, and Lu Jianhong could see from it that his mentality at the time was completely considered from a political point of view.

  Long Xiangtian sat back on the chair, and then got to the point, and said: "Long Fei should have told you everything, I heard that you hired a female bodyguard to protect Xiao Shuang's safety?"

   "That's the case." Lu Jianhong said cautiously. He didn't dare to show any signs of taking credit for it, so he responded lightly, "Just fulfilling a friend's responsibility."

  Long Xiangtian suddenly said: "Would you like to do something for me?"

Lu Jianhong was taken aback. She really didn't dare to express her opinion indiscriminately. The secretary of the provincial party committee asked herself to do something in private. She didn't know how difficult it would be. I try my best."

   "Okay." Long Xiangtian took out a document from the drawer and said, "This is Zhao Xuepeng's resignation report. I won't go into details. I hope you can find a way to make him take back his order."

   (Seeking massive love letters.)