The air conditioner was turned on in the house, and the warm wind made people feel as warm as spring. Duan Ying was wearing only a thin sweater, and her plump breasts were about to emerge. Hou Weidong's eyes stayed in this familiar place for a moment. When Duan Ying turned around with water, he quickly turned his gaze away.

"Do you know Li Jing?"

Duan Ying's words almost shocked Hou Weidong to stand up. Fortunately, he had good calmness. Seeing that Duan Ying's expression was not abnormal, he felt relieved and said, "When we were working in Yiyang, Li Jing was the deputy general manager of Shatou Department. When Xiuyiyang section expressway, he often came to Yiyang to meet him."

Duan Ying often stayed up late to write articles, and developed the habit of drinking espresso. She took a sip of strong coffee. She said: "Although we were all in Shazhou before, we have never met Li Jing. Last week, the newspaper sent me to Seiko Group for an interview, and I met this strong woman from Shazhou."

"Last night I worked overtime to write the manuscript of Seiko Group and read the manuscript of interviews carefully. Now I admire Li Jing, a strong woman. Speaking of which, she is not a few years older than me. When I was waiting for unemployment in the silk factory, she was the vice president of Shatou Department. When I arrived at Shazhou Daily, she founded Seiko Group. It was really incomparable to people."

Hou Weidong said: "Actually, you are not bad either. You have been transferred from the grassroots newspaper to the provincial newspaper and gained a firm foothold. This is not easy. On the one hand, it is your talent, and more importantly, your efforts. I have heard Director Wang Hui praise you for your diligence many times."

"Working hard is just to survive better. Now this society has formed different classes. With the development of society, the distance between different classes will become larger and larger, and even to an unsurpassable level. I don't want my descendants to be at the bottom. If I really reach the bottom, I don't know how many times the price will be paid." Duan Ying said his true thoughts in front of Hou Weidong, an old friend, and of course, only a few people including Hou Weidong can understand the true meaning of this passage.

In addition to Hou Weidong and others, this difficult and even humiliating history of struggle has been gradually forgotten, waiting for Hou Weidong's praise. On the one hand, she has a sense of soulmate. On the other hand, she also has another feeling in her heart: "It is a good thing to have a happy ending with Hou Weidong. At least you can completely forget the past history and go lightly to welcome a beautiful new life."

These two thoughts intertwined, making Duan Ying look at Hou Weidong a little complicated, but the relationship between men and women has weakened a lot. In her eyes, Hou Weidong is a man who comforts him when he is in a wandering life, a lover who leaves deep memories for himself, and a friend who witnesses his life experience.

As we were chatting, we saw Wang Hui's shadow flashing through the door.

Wang Hui had just walked past Duan Ying's door and saw Hou Weidong who was working at Duan Ying from the corner of his eyes. He immediately retreated to the door and said, "Secretary Hou, I'm sorry. I've let you wait for a long time."

Hou Weidong nodded to Duan Ying, stood up, shook hands with Wang Hui, and smiled and said, "I haven't seen each other for a few days, as if I have been here three autumns. I'll ask Director Wang to point out the direction of development for Chengjin."

Wang Hui smiled and said, "Pointing direction is the privilege of the central leadership. I just write articles, and the real thing is done by a practical person like Secretary Hou." He understood that Hou Weidong, as the county party secretary, went to the newspaper in person. There must be important things, so he didn't talk much. He waved his hand and said, "Please go to my office."

Hou Weidong described the idea of ​​Dongsha Mining Area and said: "The meaning is generally so. Of course, the name is not necessarily the Dongsha Mining Area."

Wang Hui did not immediately make a statement, and gently tapped the table with his middle finger. After a while, he said: "Publicizing Chengjin's phosphate mine rectification work is in line with the spirit of the province. However, the concept of Dongsha Mining Area has never been mentioned in the province, including the theoretical community. I don't have much insight in my heart."

Hou Weidong took out an old book found by his secretary Du Bing from the Lingxi Provincial Library and said: "The Dongsha Mining Area is not a new concept. Chengjin once belonged to the Maoyun area in the 1980s. Later, the prefecture and city adjustments, Chengjin was assigned to Shazhou. In the 1950s, there was a Maoyun Phosphorus Mine Factory, which had a mine in Dongxiang and Chengjin. Judging from the above two factors, Dongxiang and Chengjin are actually a mining area, but they were artificially classified into two different administrative regions."

Wang Hui took the old book with yellow cover with great interest, read this paragraph, and said, "I will borrow this book for the time being. In addition, I also got Dongxiang and Chengjin to collect some specific information."

"Secretary Weidong, you should propose this concept in a targeted manner. If it is convenient, you can understand the bottom line and also facilitate me to organize the text."

In order to make Wang Hui more realistic in his article, Hou Weidong revealed some of his intentions: "At present, all regions are very interested in Hong Kong's Shengbao Group, not only within the province, but also outside the province. My idea is to first carry out vigorous publicity to ensure that Shengbao Group stays in the province, and through publicity of the mining area, the Shengbao Group's attention is focused on Dongxiang County and Chengjin County. As for the competition between Chengjin and Dongxiang, I have the confidence to win."

"I was wondering just now, why did Secretary Hou think of doing theory, but after a long time of wandering around, I still returned to reality. However, I think it is an unknown whether the articles in the newspaper can affect the ideas of Hong Kong investors."

Hou Weidong smiled and said, "These Hong Kong people are all good at studying our party newspapers and magazines the most. They can often find many business opportunities in it. Moreover, as long as the newspaper comes out, it can affect the ideas of relevant leaders and departments in the province, which is also beneficial to us."

"Secretary Hou is good at using the media. I hope you can take charge of the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department in the future, so the media in Lingxi will definitely have a great development."

Wang Hui couldn't help but complain, "Now these officials in the Propaganda Department are good at fighting for power and profit, but they are completely a layman in the entire publicity work. In the past, there were some nationally renowned media in Lingxi, which are getting worse and worse over the years, which makes us old newspapermen feel distressed."

After chatting about the main topic, Hou Weidong said: "Do you have time at noon? Have a drink."

"We are old friends for many years. Every time Secretary Hou invites me, I will be invited by you. Today I will arrive in Lingxi, so don't worry."

Speaking of this, the phone ringing on the table suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Wang Hui picked up a document from the drawer, "I'm really sorry, the editor-in-chief has urgent matters to come to me. He met at No. 1 Private Room at the Venus Star Hotel at noon and was on time at twelve o'clock."

Hou Weidong had just walked down the door and was basically done at this time. He was about to call Li Jing when he saw a familiar back.

"Zhu Mei, why are you here?" Hou Weidong subconsciously shouted out a sentence. After shouting, he immediately woke up. Zhu Mei was disabled, so how could he hear her shouting?

He walked up quickly, surpassed Zhu Mei, and stopped in front of her.

Zhu Mei was immersed in happiness, and suddenly saw someone blocking the road in front of her. She was startled. When she saw that it was Hou Weidong, she happily raised the original painting clip in her hand and gestured a few times. Seeing that Hou Weidong was confused, she took out her cell phone and sent a text message: "My painting was adopted by the newspaper."

Hou Weidong looked through the clip and saw a small flower hanging on the shore moving in the wind. This is a typical style of Zhumei.

"Congratulations, Xiao Zhumei is a painter."

After reading the text message, Zhu Mei was a little shy and replied to a text message, saying, "I just posted a painting, not a painter."

"I said yes."

"Then I'll work in this direction."

Although Hou Weidong's speed of writing text messages on his mobile phone is not as good as Zhu Mei, he is considered first-class among gay men. There was no obstacle to communication between the two at this time.

Duan Ying encountered a bottleneck when she was writing a manuscript. She was standing by the window holding a cup of espresso. Suddenly, she saw Hou Weidong standing face to face with a little girl, staring at her phone strangely. Gossip is a woman's nature, not to mention that the person in front of her has an intimate relationship with her, Duan Ying's face was almost on the glass.

Soon, Hou Weidong and Zhu Mei stopped looking down at their phones in a strange way, and they walked side by side toward the door.

"I like to see my paintings in the newspaper. It's great, but it's not easy. I sent about twenty paintings, but only one was selected."

Seeing Zhu Mei's happy expression, Hou Weidong had an idea and said, "I have lunch together today and I will be with the newspaper editor."

Zhu Mei quickly replied: "I want to work hard on my own."

Hou Weidong quickly posted a message: "With his own efforts, he can do many things, but getting the editor's guidance is also part of his efforts."

Zhu Mei thought about it and agreed to Hou Weidong's proposal.

Because it was still early for lunch, Hou Weidong accompanied Zhu Mei to an art exhibition. He drove to the Venus Star Hotel until half past 11, and encountered a traffic jam for more than ten minutes on the way. After arriving at the Venus Star Hotel, it was already 12:05.

After entering the room, Hou Weidong said apologetically: "Director Wang, Duan Ying, sorry, I'm late."

He turned around and gestured to Zhu Mei a few more times. When Zhu Mei sat down, he said, "Zhu Mei is Secretary Zhu Yan's daughter. She was studying at the Academy of Fine Arts and published an art work in the newspaper."

Duan Ying was in Yiyang before, and heard that the county party secretary Zhu Yan had a deaf and mute daughter. When he saw Zhu Mei, he thought to himself: "No wonder the two of them had a weird posture at that time. They were originally sending text messages."

At this moment, another young man came in, with a handsome appearance and gentle manner. He walked in and said, "Sorry, the traffic jam wasted, and it wasted time."

"This is from Liang Jinwen, the Provincial People's Hospital."

"This is the husband of Hou Weidong, Secretary of Chengjin County Party Committee, and Zhang Xiaojia."

While shaking hands with Liang Jinwen, Hou Weidong said intimately: "Duan Ying has a really good vision. Liang Jinwen has a good career, good appearance, and good temperament."

When the polite greetings ended, Wang Hui touched his bald hair and said, "Why haven't the master Li Jing arrived yet?"

Hou Weidong was immediately scared and sweated.

At this time, Li Jing was taken to the No. 1 private room by the waiter. After she entered the door, she saw Hou Weidong at first sight.
Chapter completed!