Fu Ping'an looked at the pictures in Fan Jian's email, and the familiar handwriting made him laugh. Tan Hui and others were looking for an interpreter. After a round trip, they fell into his hands. This was called God's will.

"I'll take it." Fu Ping'an said, "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, just treat it as helping your friends."

He was confident in how to deal with this business. He directly put the Chinese translation of Duras' "Lovers" on top of that, and he could submit a translated txt document from the Internet. Anyway, they couldn't understand it, and it would take a while to wait.

There is a small TV in the dormitory, which Lu Kun used to play Nintendo red and white machines. He can watch TV programs even if he plugs in an antenna. As a student in the political department, it is necessary to occasionally take a look at current affairs news. At this time, the screen is playing the final ceremony of a section of the expressway in Jiangdong Province. In the camera, the leaders are full of black jackets, and the etiquette ladies are standing in the cold wind wearing thin cheongsams. After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the Minister of Transportation Liu Fengyun delivered a speech. He spoke with a straight and unwritten speech. He did not make long talks or speak loudly, and his speech was very high.

Lu Kun wanted to change the channel, but was stopped by Fu Ping'an. He wanted to see how hypocritical this person was.

On TV, Liu Fengyun asked all highway construction personnel to face the next step of construction tasks with higher standards, stricter requirements, more detailed work and a more practical style, and contribute to the construction of Jiangdong Province's expressways.

The news was very short, Liu Fengyun's figure disappeared from the screen, and Fu Ping'an cursed the scumbag inwardly.

...

Liu Fengyun didn't know that someone called him a scumbag, and even if he knew that he didn't care. Since taking office, he has required all the cadres and staff of the Department of Transportation with extremely strict standards, which made the subordinates miserable. He secretly said that he was the living king of hell, but after a long time, everyone realized that Liu's requirements for him were actually more strict.

Liu Tan didn't like to sit in the office and listen to reports. He ran outside for twenty-five days a month. The Audi A6 he was equipped with in the hall for a long time because he had to go to the grassroots for investigation and inspection. The car was not suitable. Liu Tan's commonly used car was a Land Cruiser, and the driver was given two. Because Liu Tan was rushing to the road regardless of morning or evening, one time the inspection was over, the local transportation bureau arranged a hospitality project. Liu Tan didn't even drink a cup of tea and left directly. The two drivers took turns driving and headed straight to the next workplace. At night, they took a short time in the car. At 6:30 in the morning, they arrived at the highway construction site on time, wearing a safety helmet and leading the way. His secretary was a young man in his early thirties. He ran with Liu Tan for half a month. He couldn't eat well, and couldn't sleep well. His physical strength was on the verge of collapse. Everyone was wondering why Liu Tan's fifty-year-old is more energetic than a young man.

Of course they didn't know that power was as strong as the strongest stimulant. After Liu Fengyun attended the final ceremony, he rushed back to Jinjiang without stopping and held another meeting on integrity between get off work. Liu Dong didn't like to sit and read manuscripts at the meeting, and he liked to walk and talk in the conference room.

"We cannot stop watching several directors of transportation. We must reflect deeply. How to make up for the shortcomings of the system, how to control the running power, and how to tighten the high-voltage line of integrity are all practical issues that must be considered. Power is a double-edged sword, which can only be used to seek benefits for the people, and must not be used to seek personal gain for individuals. Whoever touches the high-voltage line will undoubtedly die!" Liu Fengyun waved his hand and talked endlessly. Unlike his short and concise public speech outside, he was good at meetings in the unit, and he could open from 1:00 pm to 9:00 pm.

But it won't work today because he is going to Fenglin Road at seven o'clock.

...

At the same time, in the conference room of Jiangdong Petrochemical, Liu Fengzheng, deputy general manager, was also presided over the meeting. He sat upright on the rostrum, facing the microphone, and slowly pondered the manuscript: "In the new year, I have three requirements, focus on making efforts and show results; deepen reforms and seek breakthroughs; take advantage of the momentum and continue to lead..."

Liu Feng was a propaganda leader and served as secretary to the former top leader of the unit. Writing speeches was his specialty, but after he became a leader, he still handed over the manuscript to the secretary. However, he would read it before reading the manuscript. This speech was well written. The secretary who wrote the manuscript was a young man who had just been promoted from the grassroots level. He was a boy of twenty-seven or eight years old, graduated from the Chinese Department of Jiangda and was very talented.

After the meeting, Liu Feng was returning to his office, and Secretary Xiao Li followed closely. Mr. Liu asked casually: "Xiao Li, have you found a partner?"

Xiao Li was a little shy: "Not yet, the house is not yet settled, where can I find a partner?"

Liu Fengzheng looked at Xiao Li. He was a handsome man and was not bad at all. His only disadvantage was that he was from other places and his family was very average. The children of ordinary employees in small county towns might not even be able to pay the down payment for the provincial capital house. He wanted to raise this young man and think about which girls of the same age could be introduced to him.

Suddenly, a name appeared with a terrible affair. Bai Jiahui and Xiao Li were about the same age, so it was better to match them up. Xiao Li was a young man who was very good at helping the leader take over. He would not mind doing this job well. The trouble was that Xiao Bai needed to do some psychological work.

Liu Fengzheng's wishful thinking was very good. He asked Xiao Li and Xiao Bai to marry him, and the house in Jinjiang Haoting was still for them to live in. Of course, this is just a formal marriage. Xiao Bai is still his own side room. Everyone lives in the same community. It is very convenient to visit the door occasionally, and Xin Xiuli will not be suspicious.

"Xiao Li, I'll introduce you to a partner." Liu Fengzheng suddenly said.

"Mr. Liu, you are so taking care of me." Xiao Li was flattered.

"You wait for the news." Liu Feng was returning to the office, put down his things, and asked Xiao Li to call the small car team to prepare the car. He wanted to go back to his home on Fenglin Road.

The two brothers' Audi A6 arrived at the Fenglin Road Provincial Party Committee family compound almost at the same time. Liu Wenxiang had already turned on the TV and waited in the living room. The father and son gathered together. It was a rare scene that was not seen in the Mid-Autumn Festival or the Spring Festival. This is the tradition of the old Liu family. During the National People's Congress every year, they had to watch TV together and learn the spirit of the Two Sessions.

At this year's Two Sessions, a long-rumored incident finally settled. The former secretary of the municipal party committee of a municipal party committee was dismissed. This incident also proves that Liu Wenxiang's ardent vision and keen awareness of politics. The father and son were deeply moved. Seeing him rise up a tall building, he sings red songs for guests, and seeing his building collapsed. Then Liu Wenxiang educated his two sons that as a leading cadre, he must keep a clean and manage the people around him. Corruption often starts with the closest people around him.

The two sons had their own worries. Liu Fengyun answered a call, which was called by Tan Hui. The five-minute call not only did not relax him, but he became even more worried.

Liu Fengzheng also answered a call, which was called by Bai Jiahui, asking him when he would come back for dinner and made dumplings filled with cumin that he liked to eat.

"I can't get over my work, be good." Liu Feng was perfunctory and began to seriously consider Xiao Li's marriage.

...

Jinjiang Haoting and Bai Jiahui put down the cordless phone. Everything was expected. Liu Fengzheng would not come, and he dared not come. In fact, whether he came or not is no longer that important. On countless sleepless nights, Bai Jiahui asked himself what he needed, was he an excellent but fickle middle-aged uncle like Liu Fengzheng, or a house in Jinjiang Haoting, or a carefree life. The answer is that none of these are.

Bai Jiahui knew her shortcomings. She just deceived Liu Fengzheng's love by pretending innocence. Men are always fond of the old and old. She will soon be thirty years old. In a few years, she will be so ugly that she can tie the man up. It would be fine if she was a loser like Jiang Xiaoyang, but Liu Feng held power and money for the first time, and he would never lack women. Even if he had children, he would not be able to threaten him.

Thinking of this, Bai Jiahui touched her stomach. This was her trump card and she must not be played easily. She looked back at Shet, who was busy at the dining table, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This foreigner was very cute and simple, completely different from a Chinese man.

If she didn't have this child in her belly, she could develop with Shet, but unfortunately... Suddenly, she suddenly had a sudden enlightenment. In American movies, there are many cases of divorce and remarriage, and the relationship between the child and the stepfather is quite good. She fell into a misunderstanding. Shet is an American, and she doesn't care about this, so she takes over the market. No matter how big it is, it's not embarrassing in America.

She made up her mind that if there was something wrong with Liu Fengzheng, she would rely on Shet and find a foreign father for the child in her stomach.

"The dumplings are ready. Should you dip dumplings in vinegar or soy sauce?" Shet asked silly.

"It depends on what you like, it's OK to dip it in hot sauce." Bai Jiahui smiled gently, showing her charm.

Shet didn't like drinking, so he took a bottle of Eyun mineral water, poured a cup for Bai Jiahui, and then served himself a bowl of dumpling soup. He picked it up and clinked the cups, and said that the original soup was transformed into original food.

"You like Chinese culture very much." Bai Jiahui said.

"Yes, I have longed for Chinese culture since I was a child. My mother is the third generation of Chinese. She only speaks some Chaozhou dialect. I learned Mandarin in college. I like China, Peking Opera, ink painting, and Chinese cuisine. If I have a fate, I want to find a Chinese wife. My parents will support me." Shet talked happily, and from his hobbies to his own family. He inadvertently mentioned that he had a large area of ​​land in California. His father's father was a member of the state parliament. His ancestors were railway tycoons in his early years. His great-grandmother and great-grandmother died on the Titanic...

Bai Jiahui was stunned when she heard this. She never expected that she was a foreigner, but she didn't expect that she was a famous family in Amerika. The railway tycoon a hundred years ago, how much money should she take? The dollar at home cost 100 million to calculate.

Shet is still expressing his feelings. What he is most unwilling to be is to inherit the family business. Just leave the family business to professional managers to manage it. He wants to travel all over the world, wander around, and find his own Cinderella.

"I am your Cinderella." Bai Jiahui said in her mind, if there are dates or no dates, she booked this wild father for the baby in her belly.

"Actually, I also have a legendary family." Bai Jiahui began to perform, "My ID card is Han, but in fact I am Manchu, my surname is Niuhulu, and I am a descendant of the royal family."

Shet cooperated and covered his mouth: "You are a princess, oh no, you should be called Princess."
Chapter completed!