Master of the Flower City

Chapter 82: The face of cigarettes

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The female civil servant with a nice face and sweet voice reminded Yang Can to be quite surprised. In this kind of occasion, isn't Nan Zhoukan always arranged in the last row

In Xia Meng's envious eyes, Yang Can and Zhou Haoran were taken to the fifth row from the bottom. Although it was not a good position, it was far better than the previous treatment. The people sitting next to them were people in the office of the Municipal Party Committee.

Yang Can lifted his legs, but he didn't expect that he would be able to squeeze into this position so quickly. Listening to the surrounding city party committee office assistant secretaries chatting, Yang Can inadvertently also learned some gossip, mostly about the provincial party committee Qiu Huabo. The entanglement with the deputy mayor Xue Zhikai.

The young and powerful Xue Zhikai is the number one vice governor in the Standing Committee. The main real power in the province is in the hands of him and Qiu Huabo. The two seem to represent their own different forces.

Yang Can didn't seriously care about the latest developments in the officialdom of the province of China. He thought that the newcomer Tian Guoli could fully grasp the situation, but he did not expect and did not expect smooth sailing.

At this time, the above has already started. The female secretary of the office who is responsible for announcing the spirit of flood prevention has impassioned and eloquent speeches that did not impress the people below. Everyone squinted to sleep, chatted, and read the newspaper. Read the newspaper.

Originally, this meeting was just a cutscene to show the leaders, but today the key leaders all went to the hospital to see Qiu Huabo but they didn't arrive. The extras like the audience didn't even bother to play this scene without the audience.

Among the secretary assistants of the municipal party committee next to Yang Can, the one with five short stature and round face suddenly patted Zhou Haoran on the shoulder and asked in surprise, "Journalism Zhou Haoran?"

Zhou Haoran turned her head and saw, she also recognized some surprises and greeted him: "Liang Qifeng, Senior Liang, why are you here?"

Liang Qifeng, who had five short statures, smiled: "Isn't I working as a secretary in the municipal party committee office..."

"Really? You are in the office of the municipal party committee, then you will have to promote more brothers in the future." Zhou Haoran joked rare. The two were obviously very familiar, and introduced them to Yang Can, a group of men from the municipal party committee. The secretary chatted with the two of them.

This group of young people looked particularly boring. When they heard that Yang Can was a reporter from Nanzhou Magazine, they immediately asked questions about Yang Xiuya with green eyes.

"Does Yang Xiuya really have 34c! There is no padding?" "Is it natural for her butt to be so curled? I don't believe that she is useless." "How about... Your kid patted her walking, come on Come out guys to share and share..."

This group of glamorous watches with Casio, the male secretaries of the iPhone for mobile phones, "**" and "dangling" are comparable to those of Zhu Huaicheng, and their obscene smiles are exactly the same. Although Yang Can is also unobstructed, but still I'm not used to talking to this group of people who met for the first time and "showing" my heart, babbling vaguely.

This group of secretaries is also arrogant enough. With so many people in the meeting, it’s the busiest place here. A few of them started talking, and one of them took out a pack of cigarettes and said, "Come on, brothers, people in our offices today. It’s rare to get together, my brother, I will give you something good to honor."

The red "color" package of cigarettes in my hand was very delicate, with the words of Zhonghua 5000 printed on it. Several secretary assistants and Zhou Haoran were divided by one person, and they began to vomit here.

Yang Can has no hobbies in his life, but he is still very particular about cigarettes. He usually smokes cheap goods. It was good today. It was a good mix of two mouthfuls and took a deep sip. It feels so-so, to these lewd men. Our impressions have improved a lot.

These secretaries are all young people. They are used to pretending to be grandchildren under the leadership. At this time, they are all "exposed" and "instinct". One is more arrogant. One of them is obviously unwilling to leave behind. Directly took out a box of dark red "color" Yan Yuxi, generously distributed it to everyone, shaking his shoulders and said: "Come and taste my brother, this cigarette is given by the Minister Wang of the Ministry of Political Affairs and Law, good. ."

Everyone was happy when this cigarette was fired, but the one who issued China 5000 was depressed. His Chinese cigarette was 500 pieces, but Yuxi was a 1000, so he immediately compared him and smoked that Yuxi. The lungs are warm, but the heart is refreshing.

Everyone had a lively atmosphere, and they just started a smoke-changing conference. The above mentioned passionately, but the bottom was blushing with thick necks. There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate.

This is a bit scary. The collection cigarettes that the two took out just now are just a piece of cake. What is 1,200 of the emperor's hard yellow, 1,500 of the double happiness noble products, and the Furong King diamond. It's a habit of smoking, wishing to have three mouths and four lungs to enjoy enough.

Of course, the most famous one is still the "Nanjing Ninth Five-Year Sovereign" presented by the assistant secretary of the Party Committee Department. These 1,800 cigarettes were an instant hit because of the director of a certain real estate bureau, but they are a classic representative of Chinese luxury cigarettes.

Yang Can was pumping high. Zhou Haoran was squeezing his fists while looking at the side. Turning his head to see the consciousness on this head was something like: "It's too shameless... It's too shameless. Some little secretaries smoked this. These "government" departments are too dark, they must be exposed."

Without saying anything, he squeezed the Nine-Five Zun into his mouth, making Zhou Haoran blush.

"You guys smoke too, so don't think about it." Yang Can patted the upright young man on the shoulder, enjoying life. What can be entangled in such subtle details, print media can't publish this kind of unfounded After all, the news is just cigarettes, and there is no name written, and you can't prove which gift it is.

This is the way in this world now. Since the director of high-priced cigarettes was dismissed, the leaders dare not dare to use these luxury brand cigarette boxes. One by one, they exchange the cigarettes they send for cheap packaging, and they do these at a low price. The secretary of trivial work has hidden a few packages privately.

More importantly, Yang Can just looked at it with mind-reading, and there are some of these exquisite handmade cigarettes that do not have object consciousness. This means that there are fake cigarettes inside, and it is ridiculous to report fake cigarettes.

"Thank you, Jean..."

When Yang Can was pumping cool, suddenly a girl in a baseball cap squeezed over. In the eyes of everyone, the refreshing and dynamic Ma Yiyi forced a space between Zhou Haoran and Yang Can and sat down.

It seemed as if he didn't mind that the white and tender thighs in the skirt rubbed against Yang Can. Seeing such a beautiful and charming beauty suddenly appeared, these young people were all boiled, and they all leaned over to talk to her.

"Little sister, from what department?" "Why come to sit in this row, squeeze over there, come over here." "What constellation?" Each of them put away their obscene smiles and began to look serious. .

Yang Can knows that she is here to be the eyeliner for Qiu Huabo. Let’s see what Secretary Qiu’s "chaos" will be like without the Provincial Committee, so I can report back. No one here knows her anyway. Ma Yiyi does this kind of thing. most convenient.

"Oh, yes, dear drop, or the best of the ninety-five years?" Ma Yiyi glanced at Yang Can’s ears and knew it. Obviously, this girl who had been in contact with so many officials and dignitaries since childhood was very concerned about this Still have a certain understanding.

Speaking affectionately, he took Yang Can's shoulder with his hand, and added the dear words, which immediately eliminated the room for these lewd men to fantasize about her.

And Yang Can, the big man, was immediately scorned by a series of envious, jealous and hateful eyes. Ma Yiyi took the cigarette into his hand from Yang Can's ear with a wry smile, but laughed: "This is fake..."

Listening to Yang Can, he almost choked on the spot with a mouthful of cigarettes. Of course he knew it was a fake, but how could someone else’s smoke break it better? Of the eight packs of cigarettes sent here, three packs of cigarettes are actually fake. People who understand don’t pretend that they don’t understand it. It suddenly made the scene a little embarrassing. Ma Yiyi’s words made the 95th supreme person embarrassed and robbed him of it. Said: "If you don't understand, don't "make a mess" about what is fake... This is a good product. Don't bring it. If you missed it today, your boyfriend will never get this for the rest of his life." She looked very angry. Yang Can, the young couple, obviously caused public outrage. Yang Can's appearance is too inconspicuous. The match with Ma Yiyi is originally to make people resent, but they are so unknowing to praise...

"Cut, I don't understand what it means. You haven't seen a really good smoke." Ma Yiyi obviously couldn't bear other people's doubts about her. After speaking, she grunted and patted Yang Can: "Yang Can put you in your arms Take it out, shock them." It doesn't matter if Yang Can is willing or not to reach out into Yang Can's arms.

But his "ah" is too subtle, between pain and enjoyment, it is difficult to tell, and it is extremely fascinating. The eyes of several molested men are all green. This is a sentimental mood. of.

Several people divided their roots and took a look, and couldn't help but laughed: "Tsk, why is it so good, but it's a panda, it's out of date..." "I smoked this product five years ago. It's average, very average... "Well, it is indeed much worse than the Ninth Five-Year Supreme."

Yang Can didn't want to explain, he still felt a pain, but he "touched" it from the boss. There were only two at home, and one less one.

Everyone thought it was a 1200 panda collector's edition, and they all looked a little sneered, but the secretary Liang, who had been silent for a long time, looked up and looked: "Hey, it's a green box..."

"This is, giant panda tg22..." The buddy who was holding the fire just ready to light suddenly looked at the small print on the cigarette, and was stunned. Ma Yiyi opened his beautiful eyes and nodded naturally. Those who got the cigarettes were all stunned. At the same time it was petrified.

The legendary giant panda tg22! Exclusively for leaders of specific countries, the only tribute cigarette in the New China era. Did they meet this legendary legend? This group of male secretaries choked out smoke almost at the same time.

"The fifth-to-last row... That lesbian stood up, I want to ask what you are talking about?"

While the group of office secretaries were shocked, the female secretary-general who had been passionately delivering speeches finally couldn't bear it, and pointed her finger at Ma Yiyi who had just entered.