After leaving the Bayi Store, Li Shengli wanted him to go to the Nineteenth Middle School Store, but was rejected by Wen Liang. Wen Liang stood by the road and thought about it, and decided to go see Zuo Yuxi first. He was not in Qingzhou these two days, and there were many things to discuss. Especially the night before going to Yishan, he offended Lin Zhen severely in Yuxiangyuan and arrested a branch director. Although Zuo Yuxi came to Wen Liang the next morning to reassure him, this matter was not a big deal, and it was not a small deal. If it was not handled properly, it might cause trouble.
My father didn't even mention it today. I don't know if he was too busy and forgot, or he just didn't know that this matter had anything to do with me. I would have to meet Zuo Yuxi to find out the truth.
Arriving at Diyuan Garden, he knocked on the door but no one was there. Wen Liang had a spare key, so he went into the room and called Zuo Yuxi. More than half an hour later, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell. Wen Liang hid aside and jumped out when the door opened, shouting, "Robbery! Huh?"
There was no one outside the door. Wen Liang was about to lean out in confusion when a graceful figure threw herself into his arms from the side of the door, closed the door with her heels, and offered her hot red lips.
After a long moment, they parted lips and Wen Liang smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so proactive today?"
Zuo Yuxi's body was soft, her cheeks were flushed, and she pressed herself against Wen Liang's neck. Her starry eyes seemed to be sealed, and a faint fragrance penetrated into her nose. From her hair to her eyebrows, there was an intoxicating temptation everywhere.
Wen Liang took a step away, carefully looking at the beautiful face of the woman in his arms, and asked softly, "What happened?"
Zuo Yuxi looked at Wen Liang's caring expression, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes, and she managed to steady herself and said, "Nothing."
"real?"
Wen Liang took her hand and sat down on the sofa, waiting to ask more questions. Zuo Yuxi suddenly pinched his nose and shook it three times, and said coquettishly: "Really, really, really! You went out to play for two days, and you turned into a gossip when you came back..."
It turned out that he was jealous. Wen Liang stretched out his hands: "Okay, you scold me? I'll gossip for you to see."
When they separated again, they didn't know how much time had passed. Wen Liang whispered, "Tell me what's the matter!"
Zuo Yuxi turned her head away, and after a while she said quietly: "I had a dream last night. It was raining heavily in the dream, and you kept walking forward. I fell to the ground, and no matter how I called you, you didn't turn back..."
Wen Liang was both amused and confused. In his mind, Zuo Yuxi was decisive and resolute, and was never a sentimental little woman. But he didn't expect her to worry about gains and losses for a dream. No wonder she was so passionate when they met today, making him think something big had happened.
Despite this, Wen Liang was moved, but he could still sense her hesitation and uneasiness. He tapped her nose with his finger and said, "I read a very well-written poem a few days ago, which describes you very aptly now. Would you like to listen to it?" Except for Uncle Wen, there was no other bitch who could think of reciting poetry at this time.
Zuo Yuxi stared at him with her big watery eyes and asked, "What poem?"
"Insect bites and ants crawling, the bones are rotten, the jade-like body is full of icy skin, the nectar is dripping and fragrant, who wants to become an immortal and who wants to become a demon? Haha, don't hit me, don't hit me!"
Zuo Yuxi was so embarrassed by his teasing that she clenched her fists and pretended to hit him. Wen Liang took the opportunity to dodge and sat aside. Zuo Yuxi also stood up and sat down, saying, "Bah, I'll go ask Yu Ting one day how she teaches students in school. How did she teach someone like you?"
Wen Liang laughed out loud: "You are young, and I didn't write this poem. If someone else did, why should I say anything? Director Zuo, bureaucracy is not acceptable!"
The situation that was on the verge of breaking out just now was successfully reversed with the deliberate efforts of the two. Only those who can control themselves can control their lives!
After drinking a cup of hot tea and calming down, Zuo Yuxi gradually regained his composure and said, "By the way, what are you doing at the mineral water factory?"
Wen Liang's visit to the water plant was arranged by Wen Huaiming, and he didn't tell Zuo Yuxi. It wasn't that he was hiding it from her, but Wen Liang didn't know much about the specific situation of the Yishan plant, and he had to find out the bottom before deciding on further plans. So there was no need to tell Zuo Yuxi, but when she asked, he naturally told her everything.
"I want to start a drinking water company, so I bought Yishan Mineral Water..."
"Start a company?" Zuo Yuxi opened her eyes wide. Even though Wen Liang's performance had always impressed people, she still didn't expect that he would start a business at this age.
"Why, is this incredible?"
Zuo Yuxi chuckled and said, "No, I knew you wouldn't stay in school and study... But I always thought you wanted to go into politics in the future. Besides, with your intelligence and talent, isn't it a better choice to go into politics?"
Wen Liang shook his head and said, "There are too many constraints in the officialdom, and my personality is not suitable for it."
"That's true! But the prospects for mineral water are not good right now. It was recently revealed that the pass rate was low and the water quality was serious. Entering the market at this time..."
Wen Liang smiled slightly: "Don't worry, entering at this time can show your husband's ability!"
Zuo Yuxi pouted, but did not object to Wen Liang calling himself her husband. She frowned and thought for a while, then said, "What about the start-up capital? How about I say hello to Lao Jiu?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "No, please don't. It's not convenient for me to borrow money from Lord An Bao. Don't worry, money is not a big problem these days."
Zuo Yuxi understood what he meant. If Wen Liang had great ambitions, his relationship with An Baoqing should not be too close. She didn't know what to say, so she said, "I have friends in both ICBC and CCB. If you need me, I can help."
Wen Liang smiled and nodded. Zuo Yuxi stared at him for a while and sighed, "In China, power always takes precedence over wealth. If you do business, you have to be careful about everything."
Wen Liang stood up and walked to the window. In the distance, tall buildings stood in the distance. He said softly, "Business is like a battlefield. We must tread carefully. But fortunately, at least you are by my side. I have nothing to fear!"
Zuo Yuxi stood behind him, with her hands around her waist, resting her head on his back, and whispered, "I will accompany you until the day you get tired of me."
"Silly girl," Wen Liang turned around and hugged her in his arms, repeating, "Silly girl!"
I don’t know how long they cuddled together before Wen Liang remembered that he came here today to ask about Lian Zizhong.
"How did Lian Zizhong deal with it?"
Speaking of Lian Zizhong, Zuo Yuxi's face turned cold. She dared to point a gun at Wen Liang's head. No punishment could extinguish the anger in her heart: "The Discipline Inspection Commission has black materials on him. Liu Tianlai raided his home and found 200,000 yuan in cash from the safe and sofa. Other valuables such as cigarettes, alcohol, and watches were worth 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. Lian Zizhong did not resist and confessed to three properties with a total value of over one million yuan. Shooting him is enough."
Wen Liang was stunned and said, "So many things were found in two days? Is Liu Tianlai Sherlock Holmes?"
"In fact, the Discipline Inspection Commission has a lot of reporting materials from officials, and Niu Guiqing will investigate according to the situation. Generally, if it is not a major issue at the deputy director level or above, it will be suppressed and not filed. It would be fine if nothing goes wrong, but if something goes wrong, there will be a handle ready for anyone."
Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "No wonder everyone is afraid of the Discipline Inspection Commission. Niu Guiqing is very cunning. I hope he doesn't have any dirt on my father."
Zuo Yuxi rolled her eyes at him and said, "Wen Huaiming does think so. The Political Research Office only eats and drinks when they go there for research, and steals a few boxes of souvenirs from the hotel. Who would have the time to collect dirt on you?"
"I say, Director Wen is your future father-in-law after all, can't you have a little respect for him?"
"Oh, then Xu Fuyan is your future father-in-law. Does that mean you have any respect for him?"
This relationship is complicated, Wen Liang wisely shut up. Zuo Yuxi suddenly walked back and forth in the room and said, "Yang Yihang came to see me. He has a bad temper, but he is capable. He is also my father's old subordinate, so I can't ignore him. What do you think, let him be the secretary in Yishan?"
Wen Liang knew that she was still worried about his development in Yishan, so letting Yang Yihang be the secretary could reduce a lot of trouble for him to acquire the water plant. But this matter has its pros and cons. He thought about it and said, "I don't know the political situation in Yishan County, but it's not easy to pull a county party secretary down. There is a deputy county magistrate Yang Dingjun there. He is smart and should be able to help. There is no rush for this. Yuxi, in fact, I came here this time to warn you about this. Don't be ostentatious and don't be nosy. Try not to say too much about Xu Fuyan. A few important people have been taken care of, and some small fish and shrimps can be left alone. Xu Fuyan has just taken power, and he may not be able to tolerate you and me pointing fingers..."
(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
The holy spring of thy music rushes forward, breaking through all the rocks that stand in its way.
My heart longs to sing with you, but I can't make a sound. I want to speak, but words can't make a song. I call
Oh, you have made my heart a prisoner in the vast net of your music, my master!
Please allow me to slack off for a while and sit beside you. I will finish the work at hand later.
Without your presence, my heart knows no peace or repose, and my work becomes an endless sea of toil.
Endless toil in the.
Today the heat of summer comes to my window and whispers: the bees are singing in the palace of flowers.
This is the time to sit quietly, facing you, singing the song of life in this silence and endless leisure.
Pick this flower and take it away without delay! I am afraid it will wither and fall into the dust. (To be continued)