Power and Wealth

Noon.

Ping An Street Dining Estate.

Hearing Geng Yuehua and Mrs. Yan arrive, Chu Qinghua stunned and hurried out to greet his son and daughter-in-law. Geng Yuehua has come in through the door. She did not wear Dong Xuebin's Italian suit. She must have changed it after coming home in the morning. She is also very pretty in a suit shirt. Next to her is a middle-aged woman under fifty years of age. She looks flat, but her temperament is stable.

A lot of people stood up.

Chu Qinghua laughed to make amends: “I didn't know your guests were coming. I was disappointed. ”

The bride and groom were somewhat cautious, but when the invitation was sent, the district leaders were invited, but the previous meaning seemed to be that the leaders did not have time. I didn't expect them to come, but they were a little surprised.

Dong Xuebin didn't expect the district governor to come, but who is this Mrs. Yan? He asked Wang Yuling, “Director Wang, Lady Yan..."

Wang Yuling whispered: “It's my aunt. ”

Your aunt? Wang An Shi's wife?

Dong Xuebin secretly remembered in his heart, it seems that this Chu Qinghua's face is very big, even the district secretary's lover and district manager came to congratulate him. Either Chu Qinghua's interpersonal relationship walked well, or their work in Ping An Street Office performed very well. From this position, you can also see the importance of the district. In comparison with this attitude, Dong Xuebin's Light Street Office seems a bit like a son of a bitch. He did half a day of illegal building rectification according to the district instructions. Instead of falling into the district's affirmation, he almost disposed of the back. What is this called?

After seeing many people surrounded by Lady Geng Yuehua and Mrs. Yan, Dong Xuebin stole a lazy drink and said that he was not too bad. Then he turned to the bathroom, washed his hands and flushed his face. The previous glass of wine made him a little overhead.

One minute... two minutes... three minutes... out of the bathroom, Dong Xuebin returned to the lobby.

“Mayor Yuehua, Mrs. Yan, I knew you two were coming, so I won't be sitting early. Look at this.” Chu Qinghua Road.

Geng Yuehua shook his hand seriously, "I don't care that much. ”

Lady Yan laughed. “Yes, you're busy. You don't have to greet us, Yuehua. Let's sit down. ”

Wang Yuling smiled and grabbed Lady Yan's hand. "Auntie, I'm right next to you. ”

“You.” Mrs. Yan smiled helplessly.

Over there, Dong Xuebin walked back, “Yuehua District Manager, Mrs. Yan. ”

Geng Yuehua nodded slightly, sparing words like gold.

“Is this it?” Mrs. Yan looked a little dazzled. I haven't seen him.

Geng Yue Hua faceless expression: “Xiao Dong from Guangming Street Office. ”

“Oh." Lady Yan seemed to have heard of him and didn't seem to have heard of him. She nodded with a smile and said nothing.

Several passers-by, everyone slowly sat down. At the insistence of Geng Yuehua and Mrs. Yan, the first problem was finally solved. Finally, the waiter added another chair. Both of them sat in the front seat and chatted unsuccessfully. Dong Xuebin was the most silent one, he didn't participate in anyone's conversation, he didn't know anyone, and the relationship didn't arrive, so he tried to keep a low profile, but his eyes looked at the expression of a table man in silence.

Wang Yuling spoke the most, pulled Mrs. Yan to make jokes and laughs. Sometimes, more than a dozen people at this table were having a good time. One bite at a time, however, they did not hide their kinship. From this, it can be read that Wang Yuling is a mixed man in the street. He is not ready to climb up. If he is so-called insatiable, he just won't have to pretend to hide like any other highly motivated cadre, even if he has elders as leaders.

Besides, Geng Yuehua talked to Pan Zhengyi. Unlike Dong Xuebin's words such as Jin, he only listened to Geng Yuehua constantly talking to Pan Zhengyi, so that Dong Xuebin could not help but feel the emotion of a person more dead than a human being. He could hear up his ear. Dong Xuebin had fun again. This is not a conversation. It is clearly the task of the Yuehua District Governor to give Pan Zhengyi the information about the Merchants Bureau, as if it were related to the work indicators of this year. It is also difficult to imagine that she would chat with other people with such insignificant surnames as Yuehua District Governor. But at least it's a wedding banquet. You're really good at it. You can't forget to tell me what to do at this time.

Pan Zhengyi sat in jeopardy and nodded respectfully from time to time, feeling that Pan Zhengyi was the cadre of the mayor of Yuehua District.

“Dad.” The groom not far away said, “Is this table dish...”

Chu Qinghua nodded and immediately called the waiter, "This table dish is withdrawn, replace it with a new one, so you can bring some recipes.” The mayor can't let them eat leftovers because they've eaten a lot of dishes?

The table was quickly removed. Chu Qinghua personally handed the recipe to Mrs. Yan and Geng Yuehua to let the leader order the dishes.

"'Isn't that a good dish?" said Lady Lian with a smile. Why did you change it? I don't know what everyone loves, Moonlight. ”

Geng Yuehua is not a nagging person, “Let's all order together. ”

“It's okay.” Mrs. Yan flipped through the recipe, “and I fell asleep in the blue dragon. ”

Geng Yuehua flipped and lit a Ray Snow Volcano.

Wang Yuling and Pan Jingyi also ordered together. They were the phoenix tour on the phoenix stage and Huang Crane never returned. They were all the names of poetic dishes anyway.

When he arrived at Dong Xuebin, he took the recipe and had fun in his heart. What's with him? Look at the picture behind him. Green Dragon Woxue is just a few yellow flowers stained with white sugar. Mount Rachel is a cold tomato. Phoenix tour on the phoenix is a five-scented roasted duck. When the yellow crane does not return, it is ham lotus chicken soup. So he turned another page. Dong Xuebin saw a picture of the dish, I don't know what it is. It looks pretty, as if a little chili was sprinkled on the snow mountain. When he saw the name of the dish, he wrote “Woman 40”. Dong Xuebin thought that the moonlight was a 30-rounding 40-year-old person. Mrs. Qiang was also 40 years old, why not come here?

“Forty for a woman.” Dong Xuebin ordered it. He thought it was a healthy dish specially designed for women.

The cadres next to him thought the same thing, looking at Dong Xuebin, the heart said it was a kiss.

As soon as the waiter took note of it, after everyone had ordered it, he quickly walked back to the back chef with the menu.

Five minutes… ten minutes… twenty minutes… the dishes come together.

When he looked at the table, Dong Xuebin suddenly discovered a fact that made him speechless. Ten cadres who had drunk with him just before Geng Yuehua arrived. At this moment, he could not find the glass in front of them. Several people's glass was empty. Several people actually changed it to fruit juice. Dong Xuebin then consciously lowered his head. There was still wine left in the cup for him on the entire dining table. Apparently, when Geng Yuehua came in, Dong Xuebin went to the bathroom and these people hurriedly removed the glass.

I'll do it!

Get out of here! Get out of here!

What about me?

Today is the day of work, everyone still has to go to work in the afternoon. There is a clear stipulation on working hours to ban alcohol in the organs. Dong Xuebin can see that everyone is not afraid of Mrs. Yan, but worried about Yuehua District Manager. Although he knows that today's wedding banquet is not very likely to be served with alcohol by the District Manager, he still does so. From this point of view, Dong Xuebin also knows that Geng Yuehua's reputation in the minds of Nanshan District cadres is very high, and that the working methods she has always been unfamiliar with seems to be well known to everyone. Otherwise, she is afraid to withdraw alcohol so hastily and be criticized by Geng Yuehua.

But they did this, Dong Xuebin immediately sat waxed.

If everyone has alcohol, it's a wedding banquet, don't blame the crowd, but now everyone at this table has no alcohol, only Dong Xuebin is left, paralyzed, how can he do it? It's so obvious!

Good thing Chu Qinghua came to toast with the bride and groom.

The groom's mouth was a bit silly, and he raised his glass: "Leaders, elders, I salute you all. ”

Chu Qinghua criticized: “This table has to be honored one by one. ”

“Uh, right.” The groom hurried to toast Mrs. Yan and Geng Yuehua first.

Geng Yuehua raised his glass slightly, "There is another meeting this afternoon to replace the bar with tea. ”

Chu Qinghua naturally dared not say no, no one had the nerve to persuade Yuehua District Manager to drink, who let him be the leader?

Dong Xuebin saw everyone's attention go away, so he quickly picked up the glass, smothered it into his stomach, and quickly poured tea into the glass, which was just like everyone else's.

Tink, tick, tick, tick.

“Congratulations to both of you. ”

“Good luck with your centuries. ”

“I have a job this afternoon, and I have tea for wine. ”

In fact, the groom has just toast once, but now that Geng Yuehua and Lady Yan have arrived, it is natural to toast again before showing any respect.

Dong Xuebin finished his tea, sat back and ate his appetizer with chopsticks.

What is it? Dong Xuebin took a chance to spit out this thing in his mouth. It was so bad that he finally swallowed it with a hard scalp. Looking at the table, he just caught a pasty dish with chillies and onions on it. He looked hard at the color, but at the details, it was a bit disgusting. It was a big pile of boring food. It didn't taste good. Who ordered the dish?

Pan Zhengyi also tasted the dish and suddenly frowned.

Mrs. Yan looked at it, and even the chopsticks didn't reach there, and the others didn't have an appetite after looking at the dish.

“Is this hemp tofu?” Justice Pan.

Chu Qinghua looked down and looked too good: “It's tofu scum, I don't remember this in the recipe, do I? ”

A street cadre shook her head, "No one just did. ”

Chu Qinghua immediately waved and called a waitress, pointing to the table: “This dish is gone! Tofu scum? How do you serve? ”

The waitress snapped, “It's all on the menu, that's right. ”

Pan Jingyi shook his head, "Nobody ordered this dish, get out. ”

However, a somewhat grieving waitress suddenly said amazingly: “Indeed, this dish is forty years old for women.” The voices are getting smaller and smaller, but everyone around them can hear you clearly!

Mrs. Yan has changed her colour!

Geng Yuehua's eyebrows locked!

Against Dong Xuebin, this girl's face turned green!

Shit, what did I order?

Woman 40? Woman 40 tofu scum!?

I'll grass you! What the fuck are you doing to me?

(To be continued)