Tang Ye sat sideways on the sofa, her shoulder-length hair tied up in a retro hairstyle that was very popular among the ladies this winter. Her temperament was more dignified and elegant than when they first met in Shunyi. She was wearing a lavender tight waisted knee-length cotton dress that showed off her feminine beauty and curves. Her black stockings and strappy suede boots perfectly outlined her straight and slender legs. Her left hand supported her chin, and her sleeves slid down a few inches, revealing her crystal-like skin. Her eyes were smiling, and she was indescribably charming.
"Director Tang, you're joking," Wen Huaiming said as he sat behind his desk, his tone polite and distant, "The Shunyi incident is just our job after all. I want to solve the problem, and you want to report the truth. We each get what we need, and I don't think there's any need for personal connections!"
"Of course," he smiled, then changed the subject: "I still have to thank you solemnly. My whole family likes that photo very much. My wife also kept praising your excellent photography skills. It looks at least ten times more beautiful than me in person, ha!"
Wen Liang almost laughed out loud outside the door. His father would suddenly tell a few jokes from time to time, which, combined with his stern and serious face, was really funny.
Tang Ye chuckled, stood up and walked slowly to the desk, put his hands on the table, looked down at Wen Huaiming, and chuckled: "Secretary Wen, why do I feel like you are a little afraid of me?"
Wen Huaiming sat upright, raised his head and looked straight into Tang Ye's eyes, and said calmly: "Reporter Tang can discuss success and failure with a pen, and can decide life and death with an article. He is the so-called uncrowned king, how can I not be afraid!"
Tang Ye said angrily, "That's a lie! You were talking freely and fearlessly in front of dozens of dignitaries at the meeting today. How could you be afraid of a small reporter like me?"
It was only after arriving at Guanshan that Wen Huaiming realized that the level of this meeting was far beyond his imagination. Relevant leaders from the State Commission for Restructuring the Economic System, the Economic and Trade Commission, the State Planning Commission, the Grain Control Office, the State Grain Reserve Bureau, the State Administration for Industry and Commerce, the Agricultural Development Bank of China, the deputy governors (vice chairmen) in charge of grain work in the main grain producing areas of the country, and the responsible comrades of the planning, grain, price, industry and commerce and the Agricultural Development Bank of each province, autonomous region, and municipality directly under the central government all attended the meeting. When Wen Huaiming followed Xu Fuyan into the multifunctional conference hall on the fifth floor of Guanshan Hotel, he felt a little dizzy at that moment.
Time passed quickly in this dizzying feeling of happiness. With leaders giving speeches, group discussions, document study, and experience exchange, Wen Huaiming clearly felt the top leaders' determination to solve the food crisis. Just as Wen Liang told him, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if he didn't seize it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Wen Huaiming was careful with his words and actions, sitting quietly in the last row of the hall, waiting anxiously and excitedly for his chance. It was not until this afternoon, when the meeting was about to end, that he got a chance to speak under the direct intervention of Ren Zhongping. When the host mentioned his position, the officials of Jiangdong Province were fine, after all, Wen Huaiming was a celebrity in the province, and he was recently in the limelight because of the Shunyi grain case. Although it was unexpected that he could get a chance to speak publicly, he was not shocked.
But the people from other provinces were immediately in an uproar. It's not that a deputy director cannot speak at such a highly professional meeting, but at least it has to be someone in the grain system or a scholar from a related research institution. Could a deputy secretary-general of a municipal party committee have anything to do with grain
Playing the piano at random!
Wen Huaiming had forgotten how he walked onto the podium. He only remembered taking a quick glance at the audience. Those senior officials at the bureau level and above seemed to be non-existent. The whole world was just a stage for one person.
Just like Tang Ye said, he was not afraid at all!
Thinking back to the room, Wen Huaiming pushed the chair away, walked to the water dispenser, poured a glass of water, put it back on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and said, "Director Tang, have a drink of water. You've been busy these past two days, and you've worked really hard!"
Although he was frank, he was afraid of what others said. At first, he deliberately kept the door open, but now he cleverly distanced himself from Tang Ye and defused his aggressiveness. If Wen Liang saw this scene, he might give a thumbs up to his father's way of handling interpersonal relationships.
This is the real Wen Huaiming, a Wen Huaiming with means, knowledge, courage and wisdom! Once he gets the opportunity to display his talents and ambitions, he will no longer be the submissive deputy director trapped in the Policy Research Office, no longer a small figure who is bullied by both sides and cannot get along with anyone. Many people who look down on him will regret their lack of vision in the future.
Tang Ye smiled slightly, took out a pen and paper from his bag, and said, "For the sake of our old friendship, can you allow me to do an interview?"
This might be the real reason why Tang Ye stayed here tonight, but Wen Huaiming was not sure! Although this woman looked harmless and pitiful, she must be a very important figure in Yu Peidong's plan to use the Shunyi grain case to lure out the enemy. She was almost always present in every turn.
Wen Huaiming had no confidence in understanding the intentions of such a mysterious woman. In the past, he could have just stopped having any contact with her. However, after knowing the inside story of the grain case, his feelings towards Tang Ye changed from avoiding her to keeping a respectful distance from her.
Even if Tang Ye could not enter Yu Peidong's core circle, he was at least a member of the outer circle. Wen Huaiming, who was trying to curry favor with Yu Peidong, could not afford to offend such a person!
"How about we arrange another time? You know, the leaders won't stay in Guanshan for long. I have to finish the report overnight and give a detailed report in person tomorrow. I really don't have time!"
Tang Ye naturally knew that Wen Huaiming would have to stay up late tonight, and it was wishful thinking to do an exclusive interview with him. However, this was the statement she wanted. She put away the paper and pen, deliberately made a vicious expression, and said, "Remember, you can only accept an interview from me in Guanshan. If other reporters send you any sugar-coated bullets, you have to withstand it!"
The reason why beauties are so popular is that even when they are fierce, they still have a kind of charm that seduces men's hormones. Wen Huaiming smiled bitterly and shook his head. Maybe reporters have this talent of not treating themselves as outsiders. If outsiders heard these words, they would definitely think that the two of them had a close relationship. Who knows that they are actually still testing each other, figuring out each other, and their scheming and scheming are everywhere!
Walking to the door, with one hand on the doorknob, Tang Ye looked back and smiled, "I forgot to remind you that the female reporters in the provincial capital are all very powerful, especially the girls from the city's daily and evening newspapers. They will do anything to get exclusive news. If any beauty wants to try the first strategy of defeating the enemy, Secretary-General Wen should think carefully!"
This smile was charming and full of amorous feelings, but Wen Huaiming seemed not to notice it and said calmly, "Thank you for telling me. If I really run into you, I will definitely run away."
Tang Ye laughed, made a phone call gesture next to his ear, opened the door and went out, but unexpectedly someone just walked in from outside the door and bumped into her soft and fragrant body.
If it were an ordinary child eavesdropping outside the door, he would have definitely run away at this time, but Uncle Wen was extremely thick-skinned. He pretended to be jogging as if he had just happened to meet him and bumped into him.
"Be careful, sister!"
His palm touched Tang Ye's waist, and Uncle Wen secretly praised the excellent touch. His chest was pressed against the proud bulge, and he could feel the amazing elasticity and softness through several layers of clothes. Below the waist and abdomen, he had to rely on Wen Liang's strength to avoid falling to the ground. The distance between them was in a range that made men impulsive and women shy.
Tang Ye was a woman among women. Although the incident happened suddenly and she had no time to be shy, her body was hugged by a man full of masculinity, and her breathing was a little rapid. Wen Liang teased her for a while, but when he saw the opportunity, he took a step back and helped Tang Ye stand steadily. Relying on his status as a little boy, he pouted and said, "Sister, you scared me!"
Wen Huaiming was the one who was really shocked. When he saw that it was Wen Liang, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He walked over quickly and asked with concern, "How is Director Tang? Is he not hurt?" He then turned to Wen Liang and said, "Why don't you apologize to Director Tang? You are so irritable all day long. What a mess!"
"I'm sorry, Director Tang, I thought my dad was alone. I didn't know you were..."
This was a damnable remark. Wen Huaiming's face turned red. He coughed and said, "This is my son. He has been naughty since he was young. I'm so sorry."
Tang Ye's chest rose and fell violently. At that moment just now, she clearly felt a hint of mockery on Wen Liang's lips. Especially the aura coming from his body, which did not sound like that of a child at all.
But looking at the boy in front of her with a wronged look on his face after being scolded by his father, she shook her head in self-mockery, maybe it was her illusion. After saying goodbye and leaving, she walked to the end of the corridor, and she subconsciously turned back, and the gentle face appeared in her mind again.
That’s right, the smile on his lips makes people’s heart palpitate!
"I was just about to call you, why did you come here by yourself?"
Wen Huaiming sat back at his desk and spread out his manuscript paper to prepare a report. Wen Liang walked around the room and said with a smile, "The facilities are nice. They look much more comfortable than home! Dad, do you feel like you're not going back home?"
Wen Huaiming was silent for a moment, threw the pen in his hand onto the table, snorted coldly, and said, "Just say whatever you want to say. If you keep beating around the bush with me, watch out for your butt!"
Since when, Wen Huaiming rarely had the opportunity to threaten Wen Liang with spanking. Hearing this sentence pattern that had been used most in the past decade, the father and son looked at each other and laughed almost at the same time.
Amidst the laughter, Wen Liang picked up a business card from the coffee table. It should be the one Tang Ye had left behind. It said Tang Ye, deputy director of the news department of Jiangdong Daily. This was nothing unusual. Wen Liang had heard of Tang Ye's name from Liu Tianlai and had read her articles reporting on Wen Huaiming. He had guessed it was her when he was outside.
But what aroused his keen interest was the background of the business card: dandelions were drifting in the wind under the vast starry sky.