Jinda regained his friend’s tone, and the atmosphere became more relaxed. Fu Hua smiled and said, “It’s not anymore. After the work is over, it’s useless for me to stay here anymore.”
Jinda said: "Don't be so anxious, it's never too late to send Feng Dong away tomorrow, and you will never go back again."
On the second day, Jinda hosted a banquet to send off Feng Dong, which was regarded as an end to the reception. Zhang Lin never came forward to entertain Feng Dong from beginning to end, and seemed to keep a certain distance from this project intentionally or unintentionally.
Fu Hua returned to Beijing that afternoon. Zheng Li went to the airport to pick him up. The two of them had been a little farewell for a few days, and they felt a little sweet when they met again. As soon as Fu Hua came out, Zheng Li greeted him. The hands are held together tightly.
After getting in the car, Fu Hua smiled and said, "But I'm back. I've been really useless in Haichuan these days. It feels great to come back to see you again."
Zheng Li smiled and said: "Now your mouth is so sweet, okay, where do you want to go for dinner?"
Fu Hua leaned over and kissed Zheng Li on the cheek, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter where you go, I just want to sit by you for a while."
Zheng Li was also a little moved by Fu Hua's love story. She turned her head and wanted to kiss Fu Hua. At this time, her mobile phone rang, and Fu Hua laughed and said, "Who is so uninterested? Just pick this time. Call."
Zheng Li also laughed and took out the phone to see that it was Zheng Jian's. She told Fu Hua that it was my father's, and the phone was connected. Zheng Jian smiled and said, "Xiao Li, have you received Fu Hua?"
Zheng Li smiled and said, "Yes, I got him."
Zheng Jian said: "Then you can bring him home for dinner, your aunt has already prepared a table of dishes."
Then I asked him. Zheng Li turned her head and looked at Fu Hua. She clutched the microphone of her mobile phone and said to Fu Hua, "My father asked you to take you over for dinner, shall we go?"
Fu Hua actually felt very tired. He felt very bad when he returned to Haichuan this time. When he got off the plane, he wanted to just sit quietly with Zheng Li, not wanting to entertain Zheng Jian, but Zheng Jian always Zheng Li's father laughed for a while and said, "Can I say no?"
Zheng Li smiled and said, "Of course not." She let go of her hand covering the microphone and told Zheng Jian that they would be there in a while.
After hanging up the phone, Fu Hua asked, "Xiaoli, how did your father know that I'm coming back today?"
Zheng Li said: "He asked me several times, and I told him."
Zheng Jian is so anxious to see that he must be related to the paraxylene project again. This guy is also so enthusiastic about this matter, these environmental protection volunteers.
Zheng Li watched Fu Hua's face sink, and asked, "Why don't you want to see him?"
Fu Hua sighed and said, "Your father must have come to me for the paraxylene project. I went back to Haichuan this time. I have already been criticized by the leaders for this project. I'm so tired of this project. I really don't want to mess with it anymore. Up."
Zheng Li said: "If you feel annoying, you can ignore him, or we won't go there?"
Fu Hua smiled and said, "This is inevitable. We will not go today. It is estimated that your father will go to the Beijing Office tomorrow, so let's go."
Fu Hua did not want Zheng Jian to go to the Beijing Office, where the leaders have many eyes and ears. If the leaders know that he has close contacts with a powerful person who opposes the paraxylene project, the leaders’ views on him will be more complicated. .
When he arrived at Zheng Jian’s house, Zhou Juan had already prepared a table of hearty meals. Zheng Jian took Fu Hua and Zheng Li directly to the dinner table. Xiao Ye was very happy to see Fu Hua and came over to stick Fu Hua and let Fu Hua play with him. , But soon Zhou Juan and Zheng Li coaxed to eat together.
Zheng Jian smiled and said, "Boy, what do you want to drink?"
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I will drink whatever uncle drinks."
Zheng Jian said: "If you drink the same thing as me, you will suffer. I always drink authentic Erguotou."
Zhou Juan smiled and said: "Mr. Fu, our old Zheng is such a hobby. He usually only drinks Erguotou to show that he is an authentic Beijing man. In fact, our family has a lot of foreign wine, Hennessy, Remy Martin, and Scotch whisky. I'll prescribe you whatever you like."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "You are welcome, Auntie, I can drink Erguotou with my uncle."
Zheng Jian smiled and said, "Then I will be welcome."
After Zheng Jian finished speaking, he took out a bottle of ordinary framing, even the slightly old Erguotou opened, took out two large glasses, directly separated a bottle of wine, and then pushed the glass in front of Fu Hua, and said with a smile: "I don't drink too much, it's all the same, half of the family, no more."
Zheng Li took a look at Zheng Jian and said unhappily: "Dad, Fu Hua just came back from Haichuan, why did you fill him with so much wine when you came up?"
Zheng Jian smiled and said, "Hey, are you protecting it so soon?"
Fu Hua smiled and said to Zheng Li: "It's okay, and my uncle didn't let me drink too much, just this one, I'm fine."
Zheng Jian smiled and said, "Right, you can't drink such a glass of wine, are you still a man? Come on, let's take a sip first."
Zheng Jian touched Fu Hua's cup, and Fu Hua picked up the glass and followed Zheng Jian and took a sip. After taking this sip, Fu Hua felt different. Beijing men are famous for drinking Erguotou, and Fu Hua often drink Erguotou when gatherings with friends. In recent years, the quality of Erguotou has also improved a lot. It is no longer just the simple glass bottle in front of you, but many high-end ones. Bindings were also used on Erguotou, and the title has increased. There are also gimmicks such as ten-year-aged and first-class wine. Fu Hua’s entertainment is all high-end occasions, and the wines he drank are considered good wines. The Erguotou wines served on such occasions are also considered expensive wines, but the feeling is not as good as the one in front of them. This glass is particularly mellow and thick, and Fu Hua feels superb, so he couldn’t help but reach out to take the empty bottle. I came over and took a look, but I couldn't see any special difference.
Zheng Jian smiled and said, "Boy, is it different to drink this wine?"
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I don't have much research on wine. Anyway, your bottle has a thick taste, so it's definitely not something you can buy on the market."
Zheng Jian laughed and said: "Of course you can't buy this wine. This wine was produced in the early 1980s and has been kept in the warehouse of the winery. A friend of mine is a boss in the winery. He knows that I like to drink Erguotou. Some time ago, I specially helped me to make a few bundles. Although this wine turned out to be ordinary Erguotou, after more than 20 years of aging, it is impossible for you to just want it to taste bad."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "No wonder I think it is better than those ten-year aging. It turns out that it is already twenty years old."
Zheng Jian smiled and said: "Those ten years of aging are physically mellowed to reach the vintage, which is comparable to these naturally aging wines."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Uncle, you really can enjoy it."
Zheng Jian smiled and said: "It's nothing, just drink a few bottles of good wine, and it's not very expensive. Okay, let's not talk about this, you can tell me that this time you return to Haichuan the paraxylene project is a What's the matter?"
Fu Hua smiled and said: "What else can happen? The two sides hit it off and they have reached a preliminary intention of cooperation. Feng Dong took the framework agreement and went back to the board of directors for discussion. I think it is only a matter of time before the location of Haichuan is located. Uncle, you Didn’t you say that there will be some action? Why didn’t I see what you did?"
Zheng Jian smiled and said: “I didn’t do a bit of work. I asked some experts to publish some articles about the harmfulness of the paraxylene project in some famous scientific journals at home and abroad. After eating, I went to the study with me. , I will show those to you."
The two of them settled down on this topic and continued to drink and eat. Zheng Jian began to talk about his years of hard work on Wall Street. He said that when he first arrived in the United States, he had nothing. While he wanted to study, he had to make money for himself. That At that time, I have to work two jobs a day and only sleep three or four hours a day.
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I can't think that my uncle has lived through such hard years."
Zheng Jian smiled and said, "Does your kid think that when you go to the U.S., you will eat hot and spicy food? It is true that the U.S. is full of gold, but this gold also needs people with the ability to pick it up. We Chinese are in the past, don’t want it. Faced with the difficulty of making money to support ourselves, we also have to face the discrimination of white people against us people of color. Did you know that after I finished my studies, I found a formal job on Wall Street, and the supervisor at that time liked to scold at every turn What about me, he likes to scold me for Chinese pigs. If it’s in China, I have the heart to kill it, but it’s in the United States. On other people’s territory, I have to endure it, but I haven’t let it go. Guy, do you know how I fixed this guy later?"
Fu Hua shook his head, and Zheng Jian went on to say: "Humiliation will also become motivation. I was focused on the business at the time. As a result, my performance ranked first in the company in the first year. Appreciation, after the second year, I became the supervisor of the supervisor. I didn’t do much to rectify him. I even called him into my office to train him from time to time. I think someone who was despised by him always trains him. He must be uncomfortable in his heart, but he has to be respectful to me. During the time I was in which company, he never saw that guy smile again. I think he must be depressed."
Zheng Li smiled and said, "Why do I feel like a villain?"
Zheng Jian smiled and said: "You just see Dad not pleasing to your eyes. In fact, I just punished that guy slightly. Soon I moved to another company..."
Zhou Juan’s food is delicious, and Zheng Jian’s talk about his prestigious history is also a good way to talk about wine. The two soon drank the wine in the glass. Zheng Jian was still unfinished, and said, "Boy, I'm a little bit too addicted. Why don't we open another bottle?"