"Minister Meng, Assistant Feng, this is bun, this is flower roll, this is the most distinctive snack in our Yubei, called steamed roll, come on, I will serve you porridge. Does Minister Meng like millet porridge or barbecue porridge? Why don't you drink some milk? By the way, there are soy milk here, which is freshly ground, but it smells good. We produce soybeans here..."

After Liu Jinwen directed the waiters to arrange all kinds of food, he started to get busy. The food he brought was so much that even Feng Xiaochen was very knowledgeable that he was shocked. On this table, there were more than a dozen staple foods, six or seven kinds of drinks, four stir-fry dishes, and more than a dozen cold dishes, and each item was a portion of five or six people. In Feng Xiaochen's humble opinion, putting these things into a long strip is equivalent to a buffet in later generations, enough to receive a tour group of 50 people.

Meng Fanze now understands the word "passion" mentioned by Feng Xiaochen. As a respected old minister, he has always received warmly everywhere he goes, but it was the first time he saw him who was so enthusiastic that he had met him. He prepared 50 people for the two of them. What did Yubei want to do?

"Director Liu, what's going on?"

Meng Fanze's face immediately fell down. He was not the kind of person who did not give his subordinates face. He was also a kind of warm reception for respecting the leader. He had to understand. But the things in front of him could no longer be described as enthusiasm. This was a waste of extremely bad nature, especially when Yubei was already in serious economic difficulties, and when hundreds of thousands of workers could not even receive the full salary, Yubei City wasting such a waste was simply challenging Meng Fanze's psychological bottom line.

"Minister Meng, we are preparing too hasty. If it doesn't suit your taste, we will tomorrow..." Liu Jinwen stammered and apologized in an unknown way, still guessing why Meng Fanze was unhappy.

"There's no tomorrow!" Meng Fanze interrupted him, then pointed his hand at the food on the table and asked, "Director Liu, I want to ask, who did these things be prepared for?"

"You... and Assistant Feng."

"Are we both pigs?"

"..." Liu Jinwen was stunned. What a question this is, and he couldn't answer. The leader asked you if you were a pig. Don't think that you could pass the test by answering "no". The leader's question is not a question at all, but a question. The reason for the question is naturally dissatisfaction with your work. He couldn't figure out what he did wrong for a while, and then said, "Minister Meng, we have made mistakes in our work, please criticize."

"Yes, Minister Meng, our breakfast was not done well, please criticize me." Ran Zhigen, the restaurant manager who had been standing next to him waiting to listen to the call, also rushed forward and criticized himself. When he thought, Meng Fanze asked himself if he was a pig, and obviously he disliked that the breakfast was not done well and made into pig food. No wonder, the things the minister had eaten must be very high-end. It is inevitable that the things made in a small restaurant are not in line with the taste of the minister. Alas, during the time when the minister was staying in the Yubei Hotel, should he go to the provincial capital to invite a senior chef to take charge?

Meng Fanze heard the two of them’s answers and was too lazy to explain. He pointed at them with his fingers and said, “Let’s do this, Xiao Feng and I each drink a bowl of porridge and eat two buns. For the rest, you two will eat all the rest. I’ll just ask you.”

"What, eat them all!" Liu Jinwen was stunned. He looked at the things on the table and said with a bitter face, "Minister Meng, you are joking. How can Manager Ran and I eat so many things?"

"You can't eat it. Do you think Xiao Feng and I can eat it?" Meng Fanze glared and scolded.

"This..." Liu Jinwen then realized that Meng Fanze didn't think the food was bad, but he thought there were too many things. He smiled and said, "Minister Meng, this is mainly because he doesn't know what you and Assistant Feng like to eat, so I asked Manager Ran to prepare a few more to make it easier for you to choose what suits your taste. These things, uh, don't have to finish them."

"What should I do if I don't finish eating?"

"The rest...we can just let the waiter eat it." Ran Zhigen reacted very quickly and quickly replied.

Meng Fanze said: "What do you mean is to let the waiter eat what we have left?"

"It's okay."

"What's okay!" Meng Fanze stood up, "Who do you two think of us as? Are the dignitaries of the old society, and the mighty master? The waiters are equal revolutionary comrades, just like the ministers. Why do you let them eat what we have left? Xiao Feng and I are just two people. Even if you don't know our taste, you can ask him in advance and prepare the amount of two people for us. Even if it doesn't suit the taste, what will we say?"

"Yes, yes, this is all we consider owing Zhou, and Minister Meng is right to criticize!" Liu Jinwen and Ran Zhigen nodded like pecking at rice.

"Removing the things now. I have a bowl of porridge and two buns. The same is true for Xiao Feng. We have not touched the rest of the things, so let the waiters eat them while they are hot!"

"Or, I'd better pour you another glass of milk... Well, OK, I'll take it down right away."

Liu Jinwen also planned to add food to Meng Fanze, but then he saw Meng Fanze's murderous look, so he had to change his words quickly. Ran Zhigen directed the waiters to pull the things down again, and he really left only two bowls of porridge and four buns for Meng Fanze and Feng Xiaochen.

Next, Meng Fanze no longer paid attention to Liu Jinwen and Ran Zhigen, and did not even talk to Feng Xiaochen. He just ate what was in front of him silently, and Feng Xiaochen also handled the same. Liu Jinwen and Ran Zhigen stood beside him, as if they were roasted by fire, but they did not dare to say anything.

After Meng Fanze finished eating, put down his bowl, greeted Feng Xiaochen, got up and walked out of the restaurant. Liu Jinwen wanted to go forward to serve, but Meng Fanze snorted and left straight. Feng Xiaochen turned to Liu Jinwen and said, "Director Liu, Minister Meng must take a short walk after dinner. I'll just accompany him to walk in the yard, so don't follow him. At 8 o'clock, please notify Mayor Tan to accompany us to Lingdong District to inspect the company."

"Okay." Liu Jinwen responded repeatedly, and then asked in a very low voice: "Assistant Feng, do you think you want to make some tea..."

Feng Xiaochen looked at Liu Jinwen with pity and said, "Director Liu, some things are too much or too little. Do you still don't know where you are wrong?"

Feng Xiaochen chased Meng Fanze, and Liu Jinwen stood there, and the smile on his face gradually became colder as Feng Xiaochen's figure went further and further away. Ran Zhigen came forward and asked, "Director Liu, what's the situation?"

"What's the situation? Just pretend to be a style!" Liu Jinwen said in a disdainful tone, "I'm so fucked, why are you saying too much? If I don't make this table, maybe this old guy will think I've neglected him."

"I heard that he is an old revolutionary, and he might really be enlightened."

"I haven't seen any old revolutionary? I'm pretending to be a big-tailed wolf. I'm all seventy-year-old and eighty-year-old, and I'm still here to our Yubei. Under the guise of revitalizing Yubei, I think I'm here to catch things."

"Snap things, can we have anything else to make?"

"Why is it gone? There are still three or two nails on the broken ship!"

Not to mention how Liu Jinwen arranged Meng Fanze behind her back, she just said that Meng Fanze left the restaurant and was indeed walking in the yard of the hotel to eat. Feng Xiaochen caught up from behind and walked side by side with him. Meng Fanze turned his head and looked at Feng Xiaochen, sighed, and said, "Oh, it seems that you are right. The biggest problem for cadres in Yubei is that they are too enthusiastic."

"It's not surprising that Mei Shang is so charming that she doesn't talk about the bottom line, which reflects the work style of a place. They focus all their energy on how to serve the leaders from above, so they will have less energy to do their jobs." Feng Xiaochen commented.

Meng Fanze said: "It can even be said that they think their job is to serve the leaders from above. Alas, I often came here in the past. The comrades here are quite enthusiastic, but this is consistent, but to this extent, this is not the original tradition, but the bad habit that has only arisen in recent years."

"It's not surprising." Feng Xiaochen said, "The local economy is poor and the officials are blind, so they have to do more work in these places so that the leaders above can't find any problems. Over time, it becomes a habit, and it will be uneasy if they don't do this."

"This is like my little grandson. If the exam is bad, I will be busy helping his mother with housework when I come back, which makes his parents very obedient, so that his parents will not be able to criticize him." Meng Fanze gave an example, which made Feng Xiaochen speechless. Think about it, aren't people like Liu Jinwen just used to pretending to be grandson? By the end, it has become natural.

Meng Fanze and Feng Xiaochen were walking in the yard. Liu Jinwen was warned by Feng Xiaochen and did not dare to go forward to disturb him, but he was still standing in the distance and watching, ready to wait for orders. At eight o'clock, Tan Dejun, deputy mayor in charge of industry in Yubei City, arrived. Liu Jinwen stepped forward and said this to him. Tan Dejun first said a few words to Liu Jinwen with a dark face, and then walked over to Meng Fanze and Feng Xiaochen who were walking back with a smile on his face.

"Minister Meng, Assistant Feng, it's so early!"

"Comrade Dejun is early."

"Minister Meng, how about it? Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, okay."

"Director Liu has already reviewed me about the matter in the morning, and I have also criticized him seriously and promised that the same thing will not happen again in the future."

"Is that true?" Meng Fanze turned his head and looked at Liu Jinwen, without saying anything, but changed the topic and said, "Comrade Dejun, according to the arrangements last night, we should be going to inspect the enterprises in Lingdong today. Can we set out now?"

"It's OK at any time!" Tan Dejun responded.
Chapter completed!