Chapter 6 [The newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger] (1) (《》)

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. He did not immediately reflect which Secretary Li was mentioned by Xiao Liu? But then he thought of the county party secretary Li Changyu who was about to be on the rise and couldn't help laughing. In fact, he had already been sure that Li Changyu would take the initiative to come, but he didn't expect that so many days would have passed.

As Li Changyu's driver, Liu Haitao has extraordinary eyelids. In today's society, the drivers of leaders not only need to master driving skills, but also know how to understand the leader's intentions. Many times they act as the leader's secretary. The secretary can handle the matters on the leader's officials, but private matters often have to be found, so drivers have deeper feelings for the leader than the secretary, and many leaders even regard the driver as their family.

Liu Haitao had a smile on his face, so he was born to be suitable for this business. He looked around Zhang Yang's house and couldn't help but sigh: "Living conditions are very difficult."

Zhang Yang didn't feel the hardship, and still sat on the bed with great difficulty: "Xiao Liu, what are you asking for me?"

Liu Haitao heard this guy speak Xiao Liu, and he didn't mean to be polite to him at all. He was also a little annoyed. When he went out by himself, no one could respect himself as a saying to himself. How old are you? I'm so polite to you, you really don't treat yourself as an outsider. However, Xiao Liu's basic political skills are still solid. Although he is a little dissatisfied, he still smiles on the surface: "Zhang Yang, Secretary Li invites you to dinner at home." When he said this, the imbalance just now disappeared immediately. The person who can let Secretary Li invite him to dinner at home is not an ordinary person. The person who can let Secretary Li invite him to dinner at home is blocked.

It was obviously even more unusual. Liu Haitao secretly reminded himself that this child had nothing to do with Secretary Li. Although Secretary Li told Liu Haitao that Zhang Yang was the son of an old classmate, his thoughts were the most difficult thing to figure out. Liu Haitao still misunderstood. If he was the son of a classmate, would it be so mysterious? A phone call would be settled? Now Secretary Li asked him to drive to pick him up in person, and the place he went to was not the county party committee courtyard. The county party committee courtyard was where the emperor of the prime minister lived, and the place where Li Changyu asked Liu Haitao to take Zhang Yang to was Weiyuan in the southeast of the county town. Even the emperor of the prime minister didn't know where Secretary Li had a house.

So it is normal for Liu Haitao to think about it. This child is not Secretary Li's illegitimate son, right? Although he muttered in his heart, he could only think about this kind of thing in his heart and would definitely not dare to say it. If Secretary Li knew that he had this idea, he would probably be rolling up the bedding and getting out tomorrow.

So Zhang Yang had the first experience of sitting in Santana in his life. Originally, Liu Haitao meant to let him sit in the back. Although the identity of this little guy could not be confirmed, the people of many people were not surprised, and they still had to treat the prince's prince with standards. But Zhang Yang was not grateful. In his opinion, all the people with status sat in front of me, numb. Why should you, a coachman, sit in front of me and look down on me? So Zhang Yang looked at Liu Haitao a little vicious, which made Liu Haitao shudder. nnd, it is so difficult to be a driver these days. I can't afford to offend you, can't I pretend to be a grandson?

As soon as Liu Haitao started the car, the BP machine on his waist rang. He looked at the message above and it turned out that Secretary Li was waiting a little anxious.

Zhang Yang looked at Liu Haitao's black box with some envy: "Is this thing quite expensive?" The little bitch in his heart started to work again. After all, he was the county magistrate, and even the coachman was equipped with a pager.

Liu Haitao smiled a little unnaturally: "Well, Secretary Li is really thanks to the care of his leader..." Before he could find out his way, Liu Haitao even spoke carefully. When he first got this pager, he was indeed proud for a while, but soon found that this thing was not a good thing. In the past, when there was no BP machine, he could occasionally drive a little bye. Since he hung this thing, he was wearing an invisible handcuff. Secretary Li wanted to use it whenever he wanted. No matter how wind and rain, day and night, or even when he was warm with his wife, he would call him and immediately take his pants and get in the car and leave. Others saw his superficial scenery. Who knew the bitterness behind him? Liu Haitao felt a little sad when he thought of this.

After a moment of distracted, he ran a red light. The traffic policeman standing in the center pointed at Liu Haitao. Liu Haitao fell half of the car window and cursed: "Are you fucking blind? Can't you see the license plate number?"

The traffic police had been on duty for only two days and did not know the county magistrate's license plate. They were scolded by Liu Haitao a little angry. Just as they were about to rush up to argue, an old traffic policeman rushed up and slapped him on the back of his head, making the boy fly far away. Then the old traffic policeman smiled and greeted Liu Haitao in the car.

Liu Haitao rolled his eyelids ignorantly: "Old Song, the quality of these traffic police under your command is too poor. If you have time, you can educate more."

Traffic policeman Lao Song bowed his waist and saluted in the car: "Liu Ke, this kid hasn't been here for a few days. I will definitely pay attention next time, and I will definitely pay attention."

Liu Haitao raised his head and drove slowly over the traffic light. At this moment, Zhang Yang clearly felt the turtle aura emitted from Liu Haitao's body, but it was only a moment. As soon as he passed the traffic light, Liu Haitao realized that his performance might have been a little over, and showed Zhang Yang a modest smile: "These street flies are used to being arrogant, and even Secretary Li's car dares to stop them. We must teach them a lesson."

Zhang Yang nodded, slowly closed his eyes, but a scene of Liu Haitao angrily scolding the traffic police flashed in his mind. I guess at that moment, Liu Haitao's heart must have felt like anyone else in the world. It's paralyzed, and it feels good to think about it!

Black Santana slowly drove into this community called Weiyuan. In the early 1990s, China's housing policies had not yet been formally reformed, and commercial housing was far from popular. This community was funded by the county civil affairs bureau. The original intention was to build a nursing home for veteran cadres. However, after completion, it was favored by the county party committee because of its elegant environment and clean terrain, and it was directly requisitioned to become a place for county-level leaders to take leisure and vacation. When superiors came to the leadership, they would also entertain here.

Liu Haitao drove the car directly to a two-story Xiaobai Building. After the car stopped, he enthusiastically opened the door for Zhang Yang: "Secretary Li is waiting for you inside."
Chapter completed!