Chapter 1918:

at night.
In the city.
The news of the stars in the neighboring counties has been broadcasted, and many places in the city have caused heated discussion and shouting. The city leaders are also the same.
"Dad! Dad!" a teenage boy shouted excitedly.
Zhang Dongxing, director of the China Merchants Bureau of Baohong City, was still sitting on the sofa and reading the news. He frowned and didn't know what to think. After the child called him a few times, Zhang Dongxing returned to taste and smiled at his son. Dao: "What's wrong? What is Dad doing?" Although Zhang Dongxing is not old, but not too small, he is already over forty years old. This is also an old man, so he has a special love for his son, let alone lose his temper. Zhang Dongxing will not speak loudly with his son. Every time he is amiable.
The boy pointed at the TV and excited: "I want to see Amy! I like Amy most! Our classmates like her! You will take me tomorrow!"
Zhang Dongxing said: "Where are you going?"
"Go to Jiaolin County! I want to see their party!" The boy had already excited himself, jumped up with his fist and yelled.
Zhang Dongxing hesitated and said: "There is nothing to look at."
"No, Amy can sing well, Ellen is also!" The boy hurried.
Zhang Dongxing said: "It is the same as watching at home. Their county must have live broadcasts."
The boy said with a spoiler: "Dad, I have to go, absolutely go. This opportunity is too rare. I missed a chance in the next life. You are not the director of the China Merchants Bureau. They are also the Merchants Association. The unit you are in charge, it is not easy for you to give me seven or eight tickets. You, me, my mother, I will give me a few tickets, and our classmates will definitely be happy! Everyone likes them! I like crazy, you don't know how much Amy and Ellen are popular in our school!"
Zhang Dongxing did not agree to it for a long time.
His lover came out of the kitchen and cut the fruit. He frowned and was a mother who loved his son very much. "Lao Zhang. If the son wants to see it, he will take him to visit. You will have a rest tomorrow. They are going to do business, and they will definitely invite you. How many tickets is not easy?"
Zhang Dongxing said: "You don't understand. They invited me. But I didn't agree. I said that there is something going to go tomorrow, and I will call in the afternoon. The relationship between Dong Xuebin and Jiaoli County is more complicated. Many city leaders are not satisfied, so I didn't give them this face. Now I will mention the things I want to go. Isn't that I sent my face up? What do you know?"
The boy shook his father's hand, "Dad, Dad, Dad."
When the children look at their mothers, they are also soft-hearted. "They are also the investment guides of your city. If you don't go, how about a few tickets?"
Zhang Dongxing said helplessly: "That Dong Xuebin, you don't even know, this is a very master. Even the face of the city leader dare not give it. The people in the rescue team in the city kindly helped in the past. The result is that Dong Xuebin is back, and his temper...not to mention."
The son still asks him again, and he will go to life and death.
At the end, Zhang Dongxing did not have any problems. He had to try to call the Jiaozhou County Investment Promotion Bureau. "Hey, Secretary Sun, it is me... Well, I will get a few tickets for tomorrow’s art evening party, my son. I want to go... yeah...what? You have the secretary of the county party committee? Why... Is there any tension in this ticket, is there no reservation? ah... um... OK, I know!
Put down the phone. Zhang Dongxing was not very happy. He originally wanted to get a few tickets from the underlying investment department as the director of the China Merchants Bureau. Who wants to have a ticket there, saying that Dong Xuebin must do it, and the votes are in The county party committee.
Isn't this irritating?
A few tickets, as for? ?
"Dad! How is it?" His son looked forward.
Looking at his son's expression, Zhang Dongxing's words were collected again, and he didn't want to tell his face in front of his son.
......
Jiaolin County.
County Party Secretary.
Dong Xuebin has already put a cigarette on the bed to rest, ringing the bell, ringing the bell, the phone rang, and looking at the number, it was the phone of Zhang Dongxing that he had saved before.
One by one, Dong Xuebin loved to answer: "Hey, who."
"I am Zhang Dongxing." Zhang Dongxing said.
"Hey, Secretary Zhang, is there something?" Dong Xuebin said.
Zhang Dongxing paused, but still said: "The ticket for tomorrow's party, the China Merchants Bank said that you are willing to send it? The news I saw, the lineup is very luxurious."
Dong Xuebin did not mention this nephew at all. "Yes, everyone is giving face to support."
See him not to mention, Zhang Dongxing can only say: "My son likes Amy very much. Can you tell us a few tickets? I thought about it. The investment promotion work in the county is also the work in our city. As a guiding unit. I definitely have to support it, so I am prepared to push things away tomorrow and take my son to go with him." He also knows that it is a bit unconcerned to turn over and ask for tickets at this time, so he also gave himself a round.
When Dong Xuebin saw that he had a few phone calls, he couldn't help but sneer. He said that you did something early, and I was jealous in the afternoon. Now I saw so many stars that I wanted to come.
"Director Zhang." Dong Xuebin cocked his legs and said: "We are not rich in tickets here. If there is one, there is no problem. It is more difficult to have more."
Zhang Dongxing was a bit sullen, "Is the seat not so tight?"
"You don't know Lao Zhang." Dong Xuebin screamed.
Lao Zhang? Zhang Dongxing almost spit out a blood, I am so familiar with you? Still old?
Dong Xuebin said: "There are so many stars coming. This cultural festival is very hot. We didn't expect it. The tickets were almost the same, and there are..." For a long time, it took five or six minutes to estimate. It is.
Zhang Dongxing: "..."
Dong Xuebin finally reluctantly said: "Well, since it is the face of your secretary, I definitely have to give a green light. Let me ask if you can squeeze out two tickets. No more." This is also your Secretary Zhang. I can ignore someone else." The tone and painful tone of the game seemed to send Zhang Dongxing how much.
Zhang Dongxing listened to a burst of speechlessness, but there was no way. Whoever told me that he couldn’t go to something before, this can only be a bit of a slap in the face.
After knocking him for a long time, Dong Xuebin was very satisfied.
Next, Dong Xuebin’s phone number did not stop.
Bell bell.
Bell bell.
"Hey, Xiao Dong, my grandson, the provincial government, left me a few tickets."
"Is Dong Shuji of Jiaolin County? I am the county magistrate of Zhanghuai County. I heard that you have a party there?"
"Hey, Secretary Dong, is there a party ticket? My lover has to watch Zhou Xuguo's performance. Oh, you can help us stay two, thank you."
Finally, even the leaders of other neighboring counties in the city actually got a ticket to Dong Xuebin’s mobile phone.
For other people, Dong Xuebin is naturally who is going to give it. Anyway, there are more than a thousand tickets left. Everyone is a friend. Even Dong Xuebin, a leading cadre in the neighboring city of neighboring cities, will give this face and sell a little person. It’s nothing to him, but for some cadres in Baohong City who had been invited by Jiaolin County but refused or did not agree to attend the meeting, Dong Xuebin did not answer the phone. The ink of ink was not a ticket. I have to wait for people to repeat the explanation, Dong Xuebin will reply, but in the end, although it is also a ticket, but it is just like giving them a piece of two, and it is still very difficult, no one is happy. I have given these leading cadres a lot of anger, and I have given Dong Xuebin’s eight generations of ancestors all the time. Everyone knows that such tickets are definitely not a problem for Jiaolin County, and it’s a big deal to add a few chairs. However, Dong Xuebin’s ink came to the ink to go to a pile of reasons and excuses, and people hated it, and said that this surname Dong’s vengeance!
But no one, who let the ticket in the hands of others, this thing can not even do the Lord Zhang, the old Zhang did not pick up their calls, the county's tickets must be approved by Dong Xuebin, they can only I called Dong Xuebin. In fact, they also understand that it is impossible for Dong Xuebin to make a speech for every ticket. The surname Dong must not be exhausted. He can’t sleep for three days and three nights. What time does a phone call go to? Tomorrow afternoon, I can start the party. I am sure that the county party committee and the county government have invoices. The reason for the feedback is that ~EbookFREE.me~ must be Dong Xuebin looking for their post, specifically for them. If you don’t accept the city cadres invited by Jiaolin County, you will be tempted.
If you change other counties, you will be replaced by other county party secretaries. These city cadres will not even call the phone. What happened without accepting the invitation? They will go straight to the party tomorrow. They are city cadres. They have the right to go back. They don’t believe that they dare not let them bring friends and family, but now the other is Dong Xuebin, a famous thorn in the city. It is a Even foreigners and city cadres are dare to swear, and everyone knows that he really can do it, even though they are not afraid of Dong Xuebin, but if they really do not have a ticket, they will be bombarded by Dong Xuebin. Where is the face?
Going through other channels to get tickets?
It’s not impossible, it’s not hard to get it. Can they still have this energy?
However, they refused the invitation of Jiaolin County before. Now they have gotten the ticket in the past, it seems to be a little sneaky, and they have several city cadres holding tickets to wait for the ticket to sit in, which itself loses face, Jiaojing People in the county still don't squint at them? Can't afford to lose this person.
Therefore, everyone can only make this call to Dong Xuebin, only to recognize it. (To be continued.)