Vol 3 Chapter 1132: He Yumeng

Published at your own expense! As soon as I heard these four words, everyone understood that the daughter of the leader had to publish it at her own expense. How defying [仙逆] did the book go?
　　　　 did not need Yang Ming to explain, Chen Taizhong's mind defined the girl who had never met: arrogant, unreasonable and...very self-righteous. [m]
　　　　 That's right, self-righteous! How can there be no writing team at hand if a police chief can be willing to admit that he is the leader? With the polishing of the writing team, it would be a big joke to actually publish the book at its own expense.
　　　　 Then, the only explanation is that the girl refuses to be modified by others, so she can only publish it at her own expense. Isn't this self-righteous?
　　　　 Regarding this sentence, Jing Junwei didn't know what to say, so he nodded calmly, and looked over at Chen Taizhong, \"What arrangements are there in the afternoon?"
　　　　 He didn't want to neglect Yang Ming, but the topic really couldn't go on. He couldn't say that he could only turn the topic off, thinking that Yang Ming should understand what he meant, right?
　　　　 Director Yang of course understood what he meant, but even if he understood, he had no other choice. The errands that were easy to do were taken away by others, that is, he was more careful and found out this difficult job.
\"I want to go to Huang Hanxiang in the afternoon," Chen Taizhong replied casually. There is no need to hide this from Yang Ming, and there is no need to coax Jing Junwei. \"When you come to Beijing to do business, you will be rude if you don't see him.\\\\\\\\ "
\"Then you should have brought Ziling here," Jing Junwei smiled at him, there was something inexplicable in his smile, \"It would be easier for public relations... By the way, I heard that she is coming to Zhongguancun to recruit troops and buy horses. "
\"Introduce the soldiers and horses to Ziling, that's your business," Chen Taizhong muttered as he stood up, \"How do you say you are her brother...it is too noisy here. Find a bar and sit down for a while. ?"
　　　　 Yang Ming could understand this. Originally, he thought it was just an ordinary friend of Chen Taizhong, but when he heard it was Jing Ziling's brother who had been chanted many times yesterday. I couldn't help but took a second look---this is Jing Yiyuan's grandson?
　　　　 Thinking of this, he couldn't help but imagine what kind of characters these two admired Di Huang Hanxiang were. After thinking about it carefully, he found that there were no decent characters in the countable Huang surname, except...that Huang.
　　　　 But, he didn't have any suitable opportunity to ask questions. It wasn't until Chen Taizhong made a few calls and Shi Shiran left that he asked in amazement, \"Jing, this...who is Huang Hanxiang?"
　　　　\"We are all fellows from Tiannan, who do you think Yang Ju could be?" Jing Junwei smiled and answered him, \"It's from the Huang family anyway. \\\\\\"
　　　　啧. It turned out to be the Huang family. Yang Ming smiled slightly, but he was shocked. The next moment, he thought of Jing Ziling that Jing Junwei said was more popular in the Huang family. My heart was throbbing again: If we can make friends with Elder Huang, what can we do about the world [zhetian]?
　　　　 Chen Taizhong has no such feelings at all. When I came to see Huang Hanxiang this time, I originally wanted to bring some local products. But think about it, Huang Hanxiang is not Huang Lao after all. Huang Lao is good for local products, but this person may not be enough.
But fortunately, Chen Taizhong has other things in his hands or lacks, but there is no shortage of gifts. He just writhes and finds two bottles of foreign wine. Since people say that the 1981 Latour is good, he should get it. Right?
　　　　 is really good, Huang Hanxiang looked at it, frowned and asked, \"This stuff is quite expensive, where did you get it?"
\"The Ning family landed and felt that I was good at protecting their ancestral ancestral hall, so I gave me a few bottles of this." Chen Taizhong now also knows how to explain the gadgets in his hands, \"I think this My hands are ruined...I don't like to drink foreign wine."
　　　　\"You don't know if you don't play this," Huang Hanxiang smiled and shook his head, and put the box aside carelessly, \"What's going on in Beijing this time?"
　　　　\"It’s okay," Chen Taizhong shook his head and explained his intentions. At the end, look at Huang Hanxiang, "I wonder if I can invite the director of the National Science and Technology Commission to go down?"
\"The ministries and committees can inspect your Phoenix, so you should be laughing and thinking about the director?" Huang Hanxiang smiled disapprovingly, and picked up the phone.\"Isn't the innovation system construction office? I asked what this office is what happened.\\\\\\"
　　　　 After talking on the phone for a few words, when he put down the phone, there was already a little confusion in his eyes, \"This...isn’t this... is the policy and regulation department of other ministries and commissions? The policy and regulation department is going to inspect you?"
　　　　Huang Hanxiang stared at Chen Taizhong, thought about it for a while, and then smiled.\"Well, you can go to the Science and Technology Commission to do the work yourself. The Department of Policy and Regulation has found a prefecture-level city. What else is unbalanced?"
He really understands these things too well. The policy and regulation department may not be a good thing to come to the door, but it is really troublesome. These masters have found the provincial government to find the trouble of the prefecture-level city. To support the ground.
　　　　 In other words, that is that the Phoenix Science and Technology Commission has something that is admired by people, and it is a policy level that is worthy of vigorous promotion. \"You kid looking for me, isn't it to show off?"
\"If this is the case, then I will rest assured," In fact, Chen Taizhong has already understood clearly what is going on with the Department of Policy and Regulations, but this person, just like this, he has heard so much that others will affirm it, and feel at ease. Fan. \\\\/\\
When he walked out of the courtyard door, a girl just walked into the door. She looked like a ten, with a smile on her face. The facial features were surprisingly long and beautiful, as if the spiritual beauty of the world was gathered in one. garish.
　　　　'S agility and delicate beauty is beyond description, even if she is put among thousands of people, she can be recognized at a glance, Chen Taizhong glanced at it, and a name suddenly appeared in his mind: He Yumeng.
　　　　 is just such a girl, can you make Huang Lao feel like pulling out to compare with Jing Ziling? Chen Taizhong took a look at her and felt that she was no better than Jing Ziling. Of course, this might be a psychological effect-but it was really hard to say that the responsibility for this effect lies with Mr. Huang or with him.
Yes, this girl is beautiful, she is more beautiful than others, but he doesn't know why, but he feels that there is something missing, probably... it is a little bit less active and dancing that a girl of this age should have. Take it off. \\\\\\
　　　　 Thinking like this, Chen Taizhong couldn’t help but look at her again. The Lingxiu girl didn’t expect that there would be people looking at herself like a pig brother, so she couldn’t help but give him a look: Did you look at people like this?
　　　　\"You are He Yumeng?" Chen Taizhong smiled and asked, he felt that he needed to implement it.
　　　　 The girl's big eyes blinked and froze for a moment before nodding, \"It's me, who are you, why are you at my grandpa's house?"
　　　　\"Well, no wonder your grandfather keeps complimenting you," Chen Taizhong smiled and nodded, but didn't say who he was, \"It's really pretty."
While 　　　　 was talking, he nodded at her, turned and walked away. After making the girl stand there for a long time, he finally gave a soft "hum" and went to find his grandfather.
After coming out of Huang Hanxiang's house, Chen Taizhong was in a good mood for a while, thinking about this, there is not much time left, dial Shao Guoli, "Mr. Shao, do you have time? I came to Beijing, when will I sit down? ?"
　　　　 Shao Guoli was playing billiards with a few friends in a club. I heard that he was coming. He hesitated and nodded with a smile.\"Sure, where are you? I will send a car to pick you up."
　　　　 Not long after Chen Taizhong arrived, Mr. Shao nodded at him, but he didn't care about what to say, turned his head to look at the billiards on the table, \"This snooker, it's a bit too much, right? How can people beat it?"
Snooker, Chen Taizhong also knows how to play, but he has never played it, just like bowling, he doesn't need to think about this, he is not interested in things that rely on accuracy to play, but it is activities like tennis. When it comes to external factors such as rackets, courts and balls, he is not very good at grasping it. The last time I played tennis with Yang Qianqian, he was a little bit foolish at first.
　　　　\"Xiao Shao, just give up if you don’t work," a middle-aged man in his thirties who played with him, looked at him grinningly, \"You lose fifty points and you don’t have much money."
　　　　\"You dream," Shao Guoli glared at him before he was ready to say something, but Chen Taizhong put down the bag in his hand and walked to the table, pointing his index finger on the edge of the table,\" hit this
　　　　 Shao Guoli has been thinking about this ball for a long time. Of course he knows that hitting there is after eating Sanku and hitting the red ball, but this shot is an old problem.
　　　　The white cue ball is tightly attached to the brown and blue balls. Chisanku requires a very high shot angle. For a while, he hesitated, \"Too loyal, helped me hit this shot."
Just hit it. Chen Taizhong didn't ask the middle-aged man if he was willing or not. He stepped forward and took Shao Guoli's cue. As soon as he stretched out his left hand, he lifted his right hand and he shot out. It felt like he didn't even aim. Take a look at ~EbookFREE.me~ In the circle where Shao Guoli plays, people generally don't ask people to play billiards on their behalf. One point is less than one or two thousand yuan. It is purely playing with a lot of color and losing five. Ten is no more than five hundred thousand.
　　　　 However, occasionally a friend will take one or two shots on his behalf, but that’s normal, breaking a snooker, and by the way, I can test that friend’s level.
　　　　 Chen Taizhong returned the club to Shao Guoli after hitting the shot, but Shao Guoli didn't want to catch it. He watched that the ball was eaten three times in a standard way and hit a red ball into the bottom pocket.
　　　　\"Ha, Taizhong, you played well," he glanced at Chen Taizhong in surprise, hesitated, there was no catcher, \"Go on, you're never finished with this shot."
　　　　\"Don’t play anymore," Chen Taizhong shook his head. Of course he knew that these people played billiards for color. They weren’t to make money, but to add excitement.\"Playing again will help you make money."
　　　　 Shao Guoli took the club and hit it again, but the middle-aged man looked at Chen Taizhong and asked Xiao Shao’s friends, when did he come out as such a master? This shot is called simply.
　　　　It's nothing to solve snooker, but if you want to solve the snooker and put the red ball into the bag, that is not what ordinary people can do.
　　　　 It seems that working hard to improve the ranking a lot, summon a monthly pass
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