Hectic new year's eve
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng called Sun Yan, Liu Qing, Li Dan, Han Bingchun and others to call for New Year’s greetings. Even the county party secretary Xu Yuan and the county magistrate Tan Jinghan didn’t miss it. He still wanted to give it to Chen Huishan. When he called, he suddenly found out that he didn’t have Chen Huishan’s contact information. It seemed that he could see Chen Huishan as long as he went to the pharmaceutical factory, so he never thought of remembering her contact information. Besides, at this time, even program-controlled The telephone has not yet become popular, and it is really hard to imagine that you want to make contact as convenient as later generations.
Seeing that it was already about ten o'clock, thinking of going to Lingshan Scenic Area tomorrow, Zhang Feng packed up and got ready to go to bed, but worried that there were too many calls after midnight, so he simply unplugged the landline telephone line. Otherwise, Don't want to sleep peacefully at night, even the pager was turned off originally, but he hesitated a bit and just adjusted it to the vibration level.
Before I went to bed, there were footsteps in the corridor outside the office door. Zhang Feng couldn't help being stunned. In the whole office building, it seemed that he was alone tonight, right? Who ran to the sixth floor at this time? After a pause, Zhang Feng sighed and asked, "Who?"
A familiar voice from Hong Ke came from outside the door: "Secretary Zhang, haven't you rested yet?"
When Zhang Feng heard that it was Hong Ke, he was a little bit dumbfounded. He stretched out his hand to open the office door and said, "No, what's wrong, don't you need to stay at home on New Year's Eve to keep your year old?" Carrying a few food bags, two bottles of wine, and squeaking in a document bag, it was obvious that he was going to have a drink with him all night.
Hong Ke smiled and said: "The family members are watching TV. Who accompanies me to drink? Knowing that Secretary Zhang is on duty in the office at night, so I will come and stay with you to keep the year old, don't you bother?"
Zhang Feng said: "Don't disturb, don't disturb, come, let's sit inside and talk slowly."
The two set out a few side dishes on the coffee table. Zhang Feng took out a pair of glass cups from the wine cabinet and sat on the sofa to eat and drink. Naturally, Hong Ke came so late that he would not really intend to accompany Zhang Feng. After drinking a night of wine, the two chatted without a few words. He took out a stack of documents from the package and handed them to Zhang Feng: "Secretary Zhang, I have something here, you have to go through it."
Zhang Feng took it and patted it on his lap, but didn't open it to look at it. He pondered for a while and said, "Is it about poverty alleviation?"
A bright color flashed in Hong Ke's eyes, and said: "Secretary Zhang sees you, I really mean it."
Zhang Feng sighed lightly and said, "Isn't these things inappropriate for me?"
Since Sun Yan’s call, Zhang Feng has been thinking about poverty alleviation funds these days, and felt that he might not be found on his head. He had thoughts like this when Hong Ke said in the car today, but immediately I don't think the possibility is very great, but Hong Ke would have delivered it at night. The more so, the more it shows that there is no small problem inside.
After weighing it carefully, he felt that he had to figure out Hong Ke's mind. If it was just to let himself take the hot potato from him, he would never touch this matter. If there are other considerations, Although questionable, his current status and status are not enough to do this, and he does not have the qualifications. Hong Ke's intention with these things is worth pondering. He doesn't believe that Hong Ke doesn't know the representatives behind this matter. What is it.
Hong Ke smiled and said, "What's wrong? Although I am the leader in charge, the issues involved are not something I can handle, because it also involves Qian Qingzhi, county magistrate Qian, Zhao Guangning, and Zhao Guangning. Secretary, Secretary Xu Yuan, so I think it is also very useful to Secretary Zhang, no matter what you do or not, there is no harm in knowing it."
Zhang Feng focused his eyes on Hong Ke for a moment, then smiled brightly and said, "Thank you very much, then."
Putting the bag of documents on the sofa next to him, holding up the wine glass and touching Hong Ke, he stopped mentioning the poverty alleviation work, as if the scene just happened before, Hong Ke also smiled all over his face. Obviously he This is the purpose of Zhang Feng, as long as Zhang Feng takes the bag of documents, he already knows how he will react in the future.
Zhang Feng said: "You came back today, have you heard the news from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee?"
Hong Ke is the director of the county party committee office. If there is news in this regard, he must know before him. Zhang Feng has not seen relevant news about the city TV station after he came back today, but he thinks it is impossible for those people not to come, so he just said casually. Asked.
Originally, Feng Chunyan should be asked most about this matter. After all, she is the head of the Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee. However, since Zhang Feng has doubts about the practice of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, he naturally feels that most of those people will not count them according to the way. Hong Ke is The person in charge of poverty alleviation is also in charge of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and it is normal for people from the municipal TV station to come and receive the reception by the municipal party committee.
Sure enough, Hong Ke nodded and said: "You guessed it really well today. Those people arrived at noon and their specifications were not low. They were led by a deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee. The radio stations are followed by reporters, and after they came, they did not go to the propaganda department of the county party committee, but directly approached the county government, and finally received the reception from the government administration section.
Zhang Feng was taken aback when he heard the words: "Such a high standard? The reception of the administrative department is not appropriate? Where is the deputy county head in charge?"
When Hong Ke heard this, he smiled slightly: "Today is the 30th New Year, and Deputy County Magistrate Zhang is steaming buns at home."
The deputy county magistrate in charge of this work is called Zhang Xia. She is in her forties this year. The customs in the north are on the 29th and 30th of the twelfth lunar month. Women usually steam buns at home. The county government officially has a holiday on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. The duty officer, who is staying at the government building, is still waiting to receive the Qiufeng when he is 30 years old, isn't he sick
Zhang Feng was also a little funny. Originally, the county party committee had arranged the reception staff for those people who came down. If they arrived on time, they would naturally set off to Nanpingba with Zhang Feng and his motorcade, but they did not arrive until noon and ate a lot. After drinking, I guess I didn't plan to do anything except to grab some gifts, so I had to be received by people from the Propaganda Department.
Feng Chunyan made arrangements when they set off in the morning. If these people come, arrange them to enter the mountain and go to Nanpingba. If they don’t, let them go back home. They don’t even care about lunch and the New Year ceremony. Don't even think about it, it's not that they are stingy, but that these people came here with no good intentions at all.
The gifts prepared for these reporters are not young or old, but after returning from Nanpingba in the afternoon, Feng Chunyan was given a share when he was in the mountain pass. The people from the County Radio and Television Bureau and of course the Civil Affairs Bureau followed into the mountain. If the people who came from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee had also entered the mountain, even if they arrived late, their benefits would have been lost.
Since those people did not enter the mountain, all the previous guesses were naturally verified, and the gifts they prepared naturally did not match them. However, after those people arrived in Zhou'an County, they actually went to the county government to contact the county government, which was not enough. The county government has been on vacation a long time ago. Except for a few officers on duty, it is not easy to find a responsible person.
Hong Ke said: "The people in the administrative department asked those people to have lunch at the county restaurant, and then politely sent them away."
Zhang Feng couldn't help asking: "Walked empty-handed?"
Hong Ke hehe laughed: "What else? I heard that they were very dissatisfied, but only a few days after Xiao Zhao from the administrative department became the section chief? He didn't dare to mess around without a leader. It's very polite to be able to manage a meal in a restaurant."
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, and then said: "Who is leading the team?"
Hong Ke said: "I don’t know or have heard of it. It is said that he is named Zheng, and he is a deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee. I haven’t figured out what the name is. I don’t know the specific position. I’m quite arrogant anyway. Such a loss, I am afraid that they will not be honest."
Zhang Feng snorted softly and said, "I'm afraid they are too honest!"
Hong Ke's eyes lit up slightly, but he didn't answer the conversation. Although Zhang Feng didn't say anything, he is a very smart person, and his brain rotates much faster than the average person. He stayed here before, just to find a chance to talk with him. Zhang Feng said about this. After coming back from Nanpingba today, he started asking about it non-stop, just because he was afraid of any sequelae.
After learning the results, Hong Ke had a headache. Although he felt relieved about Zhang Feng’s morning arrangements, he did not agree with him. It was just a matter of spending a few small dollars. Those people came down and they just tasted good. It's delicious and entertaining, and I don't expect them to sing hymns. At the very least, stop talking nonsense to you. For those reporters, Hong Ke knows better.
I saved a few small amounts of money and felt happy in my heart, but I ended up offending people. What do those people do? Propaganda, they are all the pens in the city, TV stations, radio stations, city evening papers, daily newspapers, etc., good guys, the mainstream media have been exhausted, and Zhang Feng has offended all of them.
These people casually spread a few bad things in private, enough for Zhou'an County to drink a pot. The reporter is best at picking faults and reversing black and white. It is too easy to clean up you. Therefore, Hong Ke's handling of Zhang Feng is very good. He didn't think so, but Zhang Feng could not object to what Zhang Feng said at the time. Even if it was wrong, he had to do it before saying it.
Therefore, Hong Ke temporarily chose to come to talk about this tonight. The key is that the time is too tight. I really have to wait until tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to say this to Zhang Feng. I am afraid that the day lilies are cold. This is also Hong Ke. The director of the county party committee office for so many years has considered the issues more comprehensively and can weigh the priorities. With this space, he has reported what he wants to report, and he hasn't done anything yet.
Zhang Feng’s words made Hong Ke feel a little clear. It turned out that people had thought of this possibility a long time ago, and they still had preparations. Listening to Zhang Feng’s meaning, it seemed that they were eager for those people to come up with something right and wrong, although they didn’t know. What kind of medicine Zhang Feng's gourd sells, but Hong Ke breathed a sigh of relief. He was not without eyebrows. Thinking of Zhang Feng's analysis in the morning, he obviously wanted to use this opportunity to find the black hand behind him. Who is plotting against him.
Now that the purpose of tonight has been completed, Hong Ke will not really accompany Zhang Feng to drink stupidly. No matter what I say, today is also New Year’s Eve. I have to hurry back before midnight. Everyone in the house is still waiting for him to eat. Reunion dumplings, so pretending to be too alcoholic, stood up to say goodbye to Zhang Feng, and left the office staggeringly. After turning around the stairwell, after going down two floors, he immediately regained consciousness and went downstairs briskly all the way back. Home now.
Zhang Feng was sitting on the sofa, holding the file bag in his hand. After pondering for a long time, he didn’t take it out. He hadn’t figured out what Sun Yan said that day, and it’s not right at this time today. If you open it, let’s take a look. , Maybe it will ruin my good mood, I can't live well for a year.
With a sigh, Zhang Feng got up and opened the safe in the bedroom and locked the file bag in. Let's wait for a year.
As soon as he straightened up, there was a "buzzing" sound outside, as if the motor was ringing. Zhang Feng was stunned for a while to realize that his pager was calling, and Hong Ke was here just after turning the pager to the vibration level. , He put his hand on the desk casually, and now it shakes, the sound on the desk will be so loud, otherwise it will really not be heard.
After coming out of the bedroom, he took the pager in his hand and took a look. It was a very familiar phone number, but because it was so familiar, Zhang Feng didn't respond to the call for a while, so he put the pager in his trouser pocket. Startled, isn't this the phone number of the laboratory of the pharmaceutical factory? It seems that no one else can get in except for herself and Chen Huishan.
At this time, how can someone call him on the landline of the laboratory
After hesitating for a full half a minute, Zhang Feng reconnected the phone line, and with a sense of anxiety, he returned the call. As soon as the call was connected, Zhang Feng heard Chen Huishan’s familiar voice coming over: "You are now. Can you come?"
Zhang Feng raised his head and glanced at the quartz clock on the wall. It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening, and he couldn't help crying and laughing: "I said, Miss, don't you bring people like this? Tonight is New Year's Eve! Hey! It will be less than an hour later. … By the way, why did you go to the laboratory now? It’s just a new year? Didn’t you go back to Beijing..."
Chen Huishan suddenly interrupted Zhang Feng's long-winded speech, and said, "I'm so hungry!"
Zhang Feng's head grew louder for a while, and said: "...Or, if you bear it, you will have something to sell tomorrow morning..."
Suddenly there was no sound in the microphone, and Zhang Feng shook the microphone and stunned before shouting: "Neurotic!"
However, it is obviously impossible to go to sleep at this moment. Whether it is true or not, he can't feel at ease. He fumbled in the office for a while, searched out some snacks from the refrigerator, and packed a few ingredients in a bag before leaving the house. At that time, he turned around and took the half box of fast food noodles under the bed. He remembered that when he left the laboratory that day, it seemed that there was nothing to eat in it.
Less than twenty minutes before the midnight bell rang, Zhang Feng drove Santana into the gate of the pharmaceutical factory. The security guard on duty was still very surprised for a while, and thought what happened tonight is really strange, big The boss came to the pharmaceutical factory at this time, and planned to spend the New Year in the factory
When Zhang Feng parked the car at the entrance of the laboratory, through the car window, she saw Chen Huishan squatting alone in the door of the office, hugging her arms, as if cold and difficult.