"The second aunt is the second aunt, I am me, grandpa, this is not the same thing." Zhou Xinhong said.

The old man didn't argue with his grandson about this and asked him: "Xinhong, you're fine tonight, stay for some food."

"Grandpa, it's not possible today. There's something going on in the evening. I want to have a meal with the county entrepreneurs with Secretary Song. I took the time to come and it's over in a while." Zhou Xinhong said.

The old man glared at him: "Then why are you running back and forth? Go and do your business quickly."

"I haven't come to see you for a few days. Grandpa, do you have enough money?" Zhou Xinhong said, then stood up and took out the money clip from his trousers pocket, then pinched out a neat stack of 100 cash from the money clip, and said, "Grandpa, I'm in a hurry today, and I didn't go to withdraw money. You can take the money first."

The old man's mud-covered hand raised directly to block him, and said angrily: "Xinhong, what are you doing? You have a lot of work at home and spend a lot of money. You can take this money back."

After saying that, his expression calmed down a little, and then said, "Besides, I live in your second aunt, and I don't have to pay for food and clothing. I am a bad old man in my 80s and don't have a place to spend money. What money do you give me?"

Zhou Xinhong pushed and said, "Grandpa, you know I don't mean that. This money was spent by your eldest grandson for filial piety to you. No matter what, you have to take it."

Zhou Qingli waved his head back and forth: "Xinhong, be obedient, take it back and buy some food and clothing for your son Jianjian and your nephew Hailin. You just say it was bought by their grandfather, okay?"

Seeing that his grandson Zhou Xinhong was going to stuff money into him, Zhou Qingli glared directly: "Xinhong, why are you becoming more disobedient as you grow older? You don't even listen to your grandfather's words? If I'm short of money, can I not ask for it for you? Ah!"

Because he was too excited, he was a little discontinuous when he spoke. He even coughed hard for a few times, which made his face change. Zhou Xinhong quickly stepped forward and gently patted the old man's back. It took a while before he recovered.

When the old man stopped coughing, Zhou Xinhong quickly said, "Okay, grandpa, I'll take the money back. When will you use it, just call me."

"Okay, cough cough, Xinhong, hurry up and go and do it, cough..." The old man also coughed from time to time, and his voice became hoarse.

When Zhou Xinhong came from behind to the front of the villa, he saw his second uncle Shang Yong standing in front, exercising with a dumbbell in his hand. After seeing Zhou Xinhong, Shang Yong called him: "Xinhong, stay here to drink some at night."

"Uncle, don't drink anymore. There is something really going tonight. I have to hurry up and go back. I'll have to rest another day. Xinwei and I will come to you for some drinks." Zhou Xinhong explained repeatedly.

Shang Yong was a little regretful and said, "Xinwei is back. OK, since you are busy, I won't keep you anymore. Xinhong, we are living close to each other now, and we are not busy anymore, so you brothers will come over to play."

"Okay, uncle, then I'll leave first." Zhou Xinhong said, turned his head and saw Zhou Xiumei, and he said to Zhou Xiumei again.

After the two watched him leave, Shang Yong said, "Xiumei, look at Xinhong, why do I see him having a lot of worries? Have you encountered something?"

Zhou Xiumei shook her head: "You are so powerful that I can't see anything."

After she finished speaking, she curled her lips and then said, "As an official, you are just doing things. Today, you want to climb up a step further and tomorrow you want to make some political achievements. Xinhong has come to this point, do you think he doesn't want to be upright!"

When Shang Yong heard what he said, he was immediately happy: "Okay, you can see that these two years have not been in vain."

After the words came, Zhou Xiumei was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to slap him.

Zhou Xinhong drove alone to meet Song Mingchen. They did have to sit together with some corporate leaders in Dongyun tonight and chat.

In addition to the two of them, there is also Dongyun County Mayor Niu Guangming, and there are also people from Dongyun Investment and Promotion Office.

The entrepreneurs invited this time were mainly targeted at Dongyun's state-owned enterprise factories. At the point of reforming the county's state-owned enterprise factories, the rest of Dongyun except Dongyun Flour Factory has not achieved any results in the past two years.

Whether it is Song Mingchen, Niu Guangming, or Zhou Xinhong, who is the deputy secretary, they are all very anxious.

They also knew in their hearts that after removing this "tumor", the rest would be easier and Dongyun's economy could be improved.

But the idea is good, but it is really not easy to do it.

After Zhou Xinhong drove in at Dongyun Guesthouse, he went directly to the room they had booked in advance.

The heads of state-owned enterprise units invited tonight have already come over, and the people from the investment promotion office are chatting with these people.

Not long after, Song Mingchen and Niu Guangming also came one after another.

After seeing Zhou Xinhong, Song Mingchen came over and asked him in a low voice: "Xinhong, how about it? Does Mr. Shang have any plans to return to Dongyun in the near future?"

Zhou Xinhong shook his head and said, "I just went to my second aunt and asked them, Fu Hai has no plans to come back for the time being."

"Oh, then wait a little longer. If it really doesn't work, call him and say that our county party committee and government invite him back." Song Mingchen said.

Zhou Xinhong nodded and said, "Let me see. If it really doesn't work then, I'll call him and say it."

"Well, then I won't think about it now, let's take a seat quickly." Song Mingchen said, and walked towards the middle seat first.

...

Shang Fuhai didn't know that there were still people thinking about him. Three days passed in a blink of an eye. It was about June. When she went to pick up Yuanbao this afternoon, her teacher Li Jun told Shang Fuhai that in order to welcome the June 1st, they had to hold some activities in the kindergarten. One of the programs was a parent-child activity held in the kindergarten. She asked Shang Fuhai or Yuanbao's mother if she had time.

It's strange to say that Li Jun almost has no impression of Yuanbao's mother.

Most of the time, either Shang Fuhai or two old men who claim to be Grandma Yuanbao and Grandma come to send her to school.

"Teacher Li, I can't say this now. There are many things happening recently. Let's do this. I'll go back and ask her mother. If she can set the time, I'll send you a WeChat message." Shang Fuhai said very seriously.

He really regarded this inconspicuous parent-child activity as a major event to do.

But he and Yu Jianlin made an appointment to go to Beijing to sign a stock exchange transaction agreement in the next few days...

"Okay, Mr. Shang, then I'll wait for your news." Li Jun didn't dare to urge Shang Fuhai to settle down quickly. She couldn't afford to offend this person.

On the way home holding Yuanbao's hand, Shang Fuhai asked her: "Yuanbao, what program do you want to perform on Children's Day in June 1st!"

"Dad, I want to dance. Our class dances together. It's so good. Are you here?" Yuanbao's little eyes were full of anticipation.

The eyes are pure, only expectations.

Shang Fuhai looked at the little guy's eyes and suddenly felt that he should spend June 1st with his daughter first.

Compared with this, what if the transaction contract of CITIC Construction Investment is signed a few days later? They just wait if they are willing to wait, and forget it if they are unwilling to wait.

After thinking it through, Shang Fuhai nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Okay, Dad will accompany you to participate."

"Oh, dad is so nice, dad, I love you!" Yuanbao said happily, clapping his little slap.

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Chapter completed!