Chapter 168 Just Deserves a Beating

Chapter 168 I just need to be beaten

Seeing Zhao Jianhui sitting still, the other deputy directors and party committee members all stared at each other, wondering whether they should leave without waiting for the third-in-command.

Zhao Jianhui was smoking silently without noticing this. When he realized what he wanted to say, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Zhao Jianhui took out his phone and waved to everyone, before Geng Xiaoli took the lead and took the lead with a smile.

"Hey, didn't you say you wanted to treat me to dinner in Huanghai? I know you know Huanghai, and I also know who you are? It's amazing, brother. You are already the executive deputy of the Municipal Bureau at such a young age..." The phone number is Gan Xiaojing called, and it sounded like she was very happy.

Zhao Jianhui smiled when he heard her speak: "The document was just issued today. I'm afraid there are not many ordinary people who can know the news at the first time, right? You have no other friends in Huanghai, so it's impossible for someone else to tell you Yes, then you have seen the document. You can see the document of the provincial department. Apart from the people in the public security system, it is only the provincial government. Although this document does not require approval from the province, it will be submitted. A job from the provincial government, tell me, sister, what exactly do you do? "

"Gee, I won't tell you now. Invite me to dinner. If my sister is happy, she may reveal some news to you in advance. Otherwise, you can wait to see the documents." Gan Xiaojing sneered and asked Zhao Jianhui dinner.

Le Junyi could really speak. Zhao Jianhui looked at his watch and realized that it was already past eleven o'clock. When Gan Xiaojing's laughter stopped, she smiled and agreed, "Okay, wherever you are, I'll pick you up."

Gan Xiaojing said, "Okay, come on, I'll wait for you at the door of the Provincial Committee." After putting the phone down, Zhao Jianhui said to himself that this godson is really not simple, but he didn't know which department of the Provincial Committee she worked in?

When we arrived in front of the provincial party committee compound, we didn't see Gan Xiaojing's shadow. Zhao Jianhui called and asked where he was. Gan Xiaojing asked Zhao Jianhui to wait at the door for a moment and she would go out immediately.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for more than ten minutes, I saw Gan Xiaojing and a girl in her twenties walking out together. Both of them were wearing professional skirt suits, fish-white skirts, coffee-colored stockings, and black high heels. With Sandals, the two of them walked out of the courtyard gate together and immediately became a scene on the street.

Zhao Jianhui honked the horn twice, and the girl took two steps forward and opened the door for Gan Xiaojing. After Gan Xiaojing got in the car, she closed the door for her and then jogged two steps to open the passenger door and get in. She sat on the passenger seat. Then he turned his head to glance at Zhao Jianhui, and then turned back.

"Sister, where are we going to eat?" When she heard Zhao Jianhui's name, the girl glanced at Zhao Jianhui secretly and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Gan Xiaojing laughed: "I'm not familiar with this place in the Yellow Sea. Just go and find a more convenient place. It won't be long at noon, and I have something to do in the afternoon."

Although Gan Xiaojing said it casually, Zhao Jianhui naturally couldn't be too shabby as it was the first time he invited his sister to dinner at his doorstep. The two million given by Long Lingyun has already invested in Tu Xiong's Xionghui Security Company, but when he was in Shanghai, the old man Luo Rongguang asked him to serve as the guardian of the will. This position is equivalent to the general guardian of Rongguang Group, and he still gets a salary. . Coupled with the large envelope that the bureau office put on his desk when he arrived at the office this morning, that was his entire salary last month.

Although Zhao Jianhui is not a rich man, he still has enough money to treat Gan Xiaojing to a meal anywhere in Huanghai City.

Wanghailou Hotel has always been a leading enterprise in the catering industry in the Yellow Sea. After the hotel was listed two years ago, it used the money returned from the stock market to expand its operations and integrate entertainment and leisure. This 8-story building is extremely inconspicuous in Huanghai City, but its interior decoration is extremely high-end. As soon as you enter the lobby on the first floor, you can feel its brilliance and magnificence. An old house that looks very ordinary from the outside is actually very modern inside. The dark red carpet is laid from the entrance to the elevator. It is soft when you step on it and makes no sound when you walk on it.

Since there were only three people here, I was really embarrassed to ask for a private room and delay other people's business. So Zhao Jianhui took Gan Xiaojing and the unknown girl to find a quiet place in a corner of the hall.

Wanghailou's specialty is seafood, but where was Gan Xiaojing's lack of seafood in Shanghai? Of course Zhao Jianhui also knows this fact.

He just ordered four dishes: fried sea sausage, steamed scallops, braised flatfish and grilled squid. He asked Gan Xiaojing if she wanted to drink. Seeing Gan Xiaojing shaking her head with a smile, Zhao Jianhui ordered the croaker dumplings.

People who can eat at this place are either rich or expensive. Most of them eat the Wanghailou chef's specialty, and they don't necessarily have to order a table full of dishes. The waiters will never look down upon the customers because they order less dishes. This is Wanghailou’s inherent business philosophy.

Zhao Jianhui also came here with Jia Jingshan to eat once. Unexpectedly, in just over a month, Wanghai Tower is still the same as before, but the person who originally introduced Zhao Jianhui to eat here may never have the opportunity to come here again in this life.

Others are not sure how many generations the Wanghailou brand has been passed down, but the old Huanghai people have a catchphrase from the older generation: "Wanghailou seafood - unique." This shows that Wanghailou has been making seafood for a long time.

As the founder of Wanghailou Group and the 26th generation descendant of Wanghailou, Fan Changjiang is naturally highly respected by people in the Huanghai catering industry. In the business world, his name is a golden signboard. If you ask who is the richest man in Huanghai, no one may be able to answer this question, but if you ask who cooks the best seafood, then the street vendors also know that it is Chef Fan Changjiang.

This is not to say that the vendors have eaten the seafood made by Fan Changjiang, but his reputation is really very loud. But in fact, Chef Fan has long become the boss Fan, and he rarely cooks in the kitchen.

Fan Changjiang, who is less than 50 years old this year, looks more like 40 years old. His short and fat figure does not affect his majesty at all, and his rosy face also shows his prosperous career.

It is said that his name is very particular, and it indicates that he will have an endless source of wealth. When naming him, his father looked up the dictionary for a long time, and finally chose a very rustic name called "Yangtze River". His mother was a little reluctant at the time, but his father explained it and made her laugh.

His father asked what kind of business we are in? Whether it is selling seafood or opening a pancake shop on the street, it is nothing more than selling rice. What is our last name?

His mother said it was Fan, is there any need to ask?

Yes, our last name is Fan, isn't it rice? The great poet Du Fu has a poem, which says "The boundless fallen leaves are rustling down, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in." It means the boundless forests, the leaves are rustling down; the endless Yangtze River, the river water is rolling in. Our surname is Fan and we sell food, so our son is named Fan Changjiang, which means "the endless Yangtze River, the river water rolling in". You can't say that our ancestral craftsmanship can be bad, and our son will have no worries about having no food to eat.

Of course, this is just a joke, and it is impossible to take it seriously.

But when Zhao Jianhui finished ordering the dishes and waited for them to be served, he happened to see a group of people coming from the door of the hall. The short and fat Fan Changjiang walked in front with a man in his fifties. Yan Baoqiang, who met at the Wanda Hotel last night, and a young man in his twenties followed closely behind them. Behind them, four or five men and women carrying bags, cameras and video cameras came in together.

When the two sides met, Yan Baoqiang's face changed slightly, and his steps froze for a moment. The young man who was with him looked over in the direction he was looking.

When he saw the girl sitting next to Gan Xiaojing, he couldn't help but smile, and then whispered something to Yan Baoqiang and turned around and walked over. "Xiaoling, why are you here? You didn't call me when you went to Wanghailou for dinner. You look down on your old classmates."

The girl stood up. Gan Xiaojing took the opportunity to turn around and said to Zhao Jianhui in a low voice: "My secretary, Feng Xiaoling. Please check for me. If it doesn't work, I will replace her." She laughed as she said that.

"Sister, you are both a secretary and a driver. You must be a high-ranking official. What do you do?" Zhao Jianhui followed up on her question and finally asked what he wanted to ask.

Gan Xiaojing hadn't answered yet. At this time, the young man asked: "Xiaoling, these two are your friends. You didn't introduce them to me. If you have to pay for dinner in Wanghailou, it will really make people laugh."

"Ah, no need. We just have a simple meal. Go and do your business." Feng Xiaoling didn't want to introduce Gan Xiaojing and Zhao Jianhui to him, and urged Fan Hua to leave.

Gan Xiaojing smiled and asked, "Xiaoling, who is this? Do you want to sit down and eat together?"

Although she had just joked that Zhao Jianhui would check on her, and if it didn't work, she would replace him with Feng Xiaoling. But seeing that she took the initiative to help Feng Xiaoling out, it was known that she actually valued this little secretary.

Feng Xiaoling had no choice but to turn around and introduce Gan Xiaojing and Zhao Jianhui: "Minister Gan, Director Zhao, this is my college classmate Fan Hua, this Wanghailou is opened by their family."

Feng Xiaoling didn't say a word to Zhao Jianhui along the way, but he knew what Zhao Jianhui did. Gan Xiaojing and Zhao Jianhui stood up and shook hands with Fan Hua.

Just when everyone was very polite and greeting each other, an unexpectedly harsh voice came over: "Isn't he just a deputy director? Damn, why are you so arrogant?"

Looking at Yan Baoqiang's face that deserved a beating, Zhao Jianhui laughed.

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