☆、Chapter 7 Rare!

Chapter VII

Two days later, the torrential rain stopped and Hongfeng retreated.

"Xiaowei, you know, the customs control is very strict for this kind of imported goods, so you make a special trip. Sorry, Uncle Zuodong, even if Uncle cleans the dust for you."

After unpacking and inspecting the last box, the middle-aged man smiled a little embarrassed at Wei Dong next to him, and took out the cigarette in his pocket and handed it to him.

Wei Dong smiled, took out the lighter in his pocket and lit it for the man first, "Public or private, how can I save the program?" After lighting it for the man, Wei Dong also lit it for himself.

"As for Uncle Zuodong, where is it? Everyone is working hard, I'm Zuodong, the seats have been reserved, and I hope you will enjoy a meal."

"Don't! I came to Uncle's place, of course Uncle Zuodong."

The man pulled Wei Dong with a sincere expression.

Wei Dong waved his hand, "If Uncle wants to grab this meal, then I'll go back and eat the steamed buns."

The middle-aged man glared at Wei Dong, "You child."

In a blink of an eye, he couldn't stop laughing, shouting to a group of people who had been with him for half an afternoon, "Let's go, someone treats you, let's go and have a meal."

"Liu Guanchang, how can you still look like a Guanchang like this?" the people around him couldn't help joking.

"What officer? I'm on vacation today. I'm not working. Call me Lao Liu. There's only Lao Liu here, and there's no officer." The middle-aged man waved his hands.

"Is that so? People who see it don't know that you are a commoner today."

"Yes, Lao Liu, you can always represent our Guan's image, you can't ruin it..."

Wei Dong is a typical northern man, with a tall and sturdy body, thick beard and hair, facial features carved by a knife and axe, and a bold and generous temperament, but he doesn't talk much. Simple, but as long as he is in the situation, no one can ignore his existence, and he is a master with a strong sense of existence.

At the wine table, he is the host, and he does not push the wine when he comes. When the words come to his mouth, he also accepts them. At other times, he does not speak much.

I don't know if the atmosphere at the dinner table is deliberate, or if there are people who can make a noise, it is quite harmonious.

"Come on, Xiaowei, Uncle will fill it up for you..." Seeing that Weidong's glass had bottomed out, Liu Weimin touched the wine bottle at hand, the mouth of the bottle was facing Weidong's glass, and God gave him a glass that was just full. string.

Wei Dong was not polite, and took the wine bottle in Liu Weimin's hand and filled him with a glass of the same amount of transparent liquid.

"Don't stop there... No way, I'm going to pour it again..." Seeing the glass of wine, Liu Weimin began to pretend.

Wei Dong smiled, this kind of rough man, even with a small smile, looks real, without the slightest perfunctory attitude, "I remember, Uncle's drinking is good."

Liu Weimin rubbed his face hard, "It's really bad, I haven't been able to drink it before, and I have a bad stomach. Your aunt has said it many times."

"Are you ready to quit drinking?"

"I think so, but how can I quit..." Liu Weimin just opened his mouth, his eyes suddenly swept to the figure passing by the door, "Xiaowei, wait a minute, uncle met an acquaintance." After speaking, Liu Weimin pushed the stool away Get up and go to the door.

As soon as Liu Weimin went out the door, he saw the tall and straight figure not far from the corridor, "Mayor Lu?"

The figure in front stopped, turned around and saw the person behind him, his expressionless face adjusted slightly, and a faint and distant smile jumped up the corner of his mouth, "Liu Guanchang."

"Have you eaten? What's wrong with your head?"

As for his attitude, you can tell from Liu Weimin's habit that this person has always behaved like this.

"A little private." Lu Siyuan nodded.

"Is Lu Lao recently?"

"You care about you, your grandfather's body is still tough." It is not salty, not too hot or cold.

Liu Weimin smiled. He appreciated the young mayor who was not deeply intersecting, and he was also willing to deal with it. After all, when there were many colleagues, when he dealt with, he looked up and looked down.

"What's wrong with your head?"

"A little surprise." Lu Siyuan faintly mentioned it, not much to talk about.

Liu Weimin nodded.

"Huh? Mayor Lu? Coincidentally? What happened to this?" As soon as the Customs Director in the dinner was out of the bathroom, he saw Liu Weimin and Lu Siyuan pestle on the corridor. Gauze block, conspicuous.

Lu Siyuan was very indifferent and stable. There was no vain and floating atmosphere that belonged to him, "small accidents."

"Are you going back? Do you want to sit together?"

"Sorry, I haven't rest well these days. I want to go back first, you get together." Lu Siyuan shook his head.

"Gather together, all of them are all acquaintances." Liu Weimin also invited.

"No, Liu Guanchang, you gather, change it all day, the doctor told me to take a good rest." Lu Siyuan Yunyun rejected the invitation lightly, without a little psychological pressure.

"That happened, don't force you, pay attention to rest, but also with injuries, don't fight too much." Liu Weimin pointed to his forehead and motioned him to pay attention.

"OK, bye."

After saying hello, Lu Siyuan turned and walked towards the elevator. Liu Weimin also turned around and walked back to the private room, but saw Wei Dong standing at the door.

"What do you see?"

"Just the one?" Wei Dong pointed to the person who had already entered the elevator. Isn't that young mayor who collided on the road two days ago?

But he is still a little skeptical, so young, is it really the mayor?

"Hehe, Xiaowei, don't you know? That's the youngest mayor in the history of our Coasting Sea City." The director of customs said with a chuckle. It can be seen that for this ridiculously young mayor, it's not just the one that day.The little driver was proud, and the senior colleague in front of him was just as proud of the young mayor.

"Such a young mayor?" Wei Dong raised an eyebrow.

Listening to Wei Dong's words, Liu Weimin knew what this person was thinking, "Yeah, the young master who is second to none, although he has a background, his ability is there, otherwise how can he live in this village?"

Coasting Sea City This pool is as deep as it is muddy. Various forces and backgrounds are intertwined. If you can stand here, or at this age, who dares to say that this person has no ability?

"Such a young mayor is rare in the world." Wei Dong shrugged. This cannot blame him to think more. There is a well -known rule in the career. Essence

As the saying goes, the mouth is hairless, the work is not firm, and the old lady slag is not ground on the mouth. No one believes it.

Young is a vital army in each industry. The only way to career. The industry must experience the capital of capital and more time. Otherwise, the saliva of public opinion can flood you.

Young is a bad injury.

"It is really rare."

Wei Dong is not the first person to lament this stubble, of course, it will not be the last, because this young mayor is really eye -catching.