District 9

In Fengbei, in the reception hotel lobby, Mr. Fu looked up at Qin Yu and others, grinned inexplicably, and walked straight to the main staircase.

"His fate is really great." Cha Meng commented with his hands behind his back.

"...I think he's average-looking." Fu Xiaohao commented with a clear mind: "Our sister Mingming doesn't have a very good vision. He can be a royal servant, so what's wrong with me? ?”

"Haha, let's go." Qin Yu saw the elevator door opening and immediately greeted the two of them.

"This bastard is here too, we have to be careful." Cha Meng followed and asked, "Do I need to call someone from home?"

"No, the bidding results will be announced soon. He doesn't dare to bluster in this environment." Qin Yu replied softly: "What's more, the old dog will come tomorrow. As long as he is here, no one will mess with us."

"Yes." Cha Meng smiled and nodded.

After saying that, the three of them took the elevator to the private room upstairs.

…

It was around nine o'clock in the morning the next day.

In the office of the Director of Municipal Affairs and the second-in-command in Songjiang, Director Geng Qiu was sitting at his desk, habitually watching the online news. He suddenly noticed that Lao Li, as a special guest, was talking to the host.

Geng Qiu intervened and looked at Lao Li who was talking eloquently. He suddenly smiled and said, "Why does he still show up?"

Upon hearing this, the secretary immediately stepped forward and replied calmly: "I have already inquired about it, and Lao Li is also interested in running for chief councillor."

"Is he easy to choose?" Geng Qiu asked, seemingly unintentionally, holding a tea cup: "Who is supporting him?"

"Maybe the college is preparing to re-enable him. On the ground... Qin Yu from the black street should give him support." When the secretary said this, his words were full of speculation, and it was obvious that he hadn't figured it out yet. .

"Why did the college suddenly want to use him?" Geng Qiu pondered for a while, then put down his tea cup and said, "Let's ask around."

"Okay." After the secretary nodded, he tentatively asked, "Do you think Lao Li has great hopes?"

"Haha, it's hard to say anything now." Geng Qiu smiled: "The expansion of the new district is no better than the previous chief councilor election! Urban construction requires 1.5 million people to enter the city. This is not easy."

After hearing this answer that was not an answer, the secretary did not ask any more questions. He only said softly: "I will ask Lao Li about this in the afternoon."

"Yeah." Geng Qiu nodded.

…

Inside the Black Street Superintendent, although Old Mao was very sleepy after staying up all night last night, he still came to the unit early to help Qin Yu deal with some things and organized a regular meeting for everyone.

During his lunch break, Lao Mao asked someone to get him a meal, then he sat in the office and dialed Lao Li's number.

"Hello?"

"I met Lao He last night. We talked about what needed to be talked about, played about what needed to be played, and accepted what needed to be accepted." Old Mao drank the soup and said: "You can take some time later and we can make an appointment with him." Have a meal.”

"Okay." Lao Li nodded and said with a smile, "It's a waste of time, Deputy Director Li."

"I feel relieved to see that you have a promising future." The old cat replied happily.

"You have to be smart when talking to me!"

"Haha, where are you on the radio?" The way Lao Mao and Lao Li get along is more like the same generation. They usually talk and chat very casually.

"Well, let's continue recording in the afternoon."

"Okay, then get busy."

"Okay, that's it."

The two ended the call, and the old cat lowered his head and continued to eat the food.

…

In the area to be planned, in Longcheng Life Village, 200 kilometers southeast of Sankanzi, four off-road vehicles were parked at the entrance of a villa with an area of ​​over 10,000 square meters on the east side of the village. Ye Lin opened the door and got out of the car, leading a large group of people carrying gifts and walking into the courtyard.

In the villa, there are two- and three-story small buildings connected into one piece. The surrounding courtyard walls are very high, more than two meters high, and there is a power grid on them, making it look like the homes of rich people in the old society.

After Ye Lin and others entered the courtyard, they turned around and looked around. They saw courtyards within the courtyard, and many two- and three-story buildings were separated by relatively low courtyard walls. Some men and women saw guests coming to their homes. , also welcomed them out.

From the direction of the main building, a middle-aged man in his forties came out with a smile: "Oh, you are all here, I was thinking of picking you up."

"Haha, it's easy to find here. We saw it as soon as we entered Dragon City." Ye Lin smiled, shook hands with the other party, and asked softly: "Where is Mr. Wang?"

"This way, this way, come on, come in." The middle-aged man, wearing a decent suit, led everyone towards the main building.

…

It's about two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the live broadcast room of the news department of the online broadcast station, the male host took out a stack of copywriting from the drawer, turned around and said to Lao Li: "This is the direction of today's conversation. Take a look at it first, and you will have an idea."

"Okay." Old Li took the copy with a smile and looked down at it.

"Although it is a live broadcast, we have a long time, so you don't need to be too nervous. As long as it doesn't involve issues of position, you can talk about whatever you want." The male host smiled: "For someone like you who has been in the parliament, You definitely know what the people want to hear best.”

"Haha, I haven't done it for more than two years, and the business is a bit rusty." Lao Li laughed at himself.

"It's okay, just relax, just like yesterday." The host said thoughtfully: "Our first live broadcast will last for one and a half hours. Do you need to go to the toilet?"

"No, the problem of going to the toilet has been practiced in meetings in the past years. It's okay, let's get started." Lao Li only glanced at the manuscript briefly and already had an idea of ​​the direction of today's discussion.

Five minutes later, the main cameraman opened his mouth and shouted: "Attention all units, 3, 2, 1, lights, okay, start!"

"Hello, viewers, welcome to the live broadcast of the Xinyuan District Expansion Column..." the male host said the opening remarks skillfully.

After Lao Li echoed a few words with the other party, the male host brought up the topic: "Mr. Li, yesterday we also talked about some views on the expansion of Xinyuan District. Let's follow the previous topic and briefly discuss it today. Will the 1.5 million people from the planned area moving into the new area have a certain impact on the lives of our existing residents in Songjiang?"

"This is bound to happen. If three or five relatives suddenly come to our family, that person's life will be affected, not to mention the impact of 1.5 million people suddenly settling in a city..." Mr. Li had been the director of the department and had done a very impressive job in Jiangnan District before the accident, so there was no doubt about his personal ability. As the host said, he knows what the people want, so he can naturally talk about it and poke at the people's points every word.

When the interview was going smoothly, two cars suddenly stopped downstairs. The man in the first car habitually touched the prosthetic eyeball of his right eye and said with a smile: "Wait a while, I guess he can come out at night."

…

Fengbei.

Gu Laogou was sitting in a private room of the hotel, crossing his legs and asking Qin Yu: "Have you brought enough money?