Excellent little farmer

Chapter 591 Borrowing chickens to hatch eggs

Meng Tingjiang is tall and tall, and his many years of habit have made him look solemn and unsmiling even when he is sitting at the dinner table. His expression is as if he is in a meeting with thousands of people, with a hint of dullness in his rigor, and his eyes are always staring at the person opposite. There was something on the wall that was attracting him.

His wife Wang Xiaocui, who was sitting next to him, was smiling all over her face and talking to Sun Maocai about old things from time to time.

After chatting for a while, she lightly touched Meng Tingjiang with her elbow. Meng Tingjiang then smiled and said: "Old classmate, I have an opinion. If Xiaocui hadn't called me, I wouldn't have known. You actually came to Jiangzhou."

Sun Maocai smiled, picked up a purple sweet potato braised egg with chopsticks, and put it on Meng Mengmeng's plate. He put down his chopsticks and said softly: "Brother Meng, how dare I, a commoner, come here to disturb you, a local official?" Ah, after all, you are busy with official duties and I don’t want to cause any trouble to you.”

After hearing this, Meng Tingjiang couldn't help but smile slightly, shook his head slightly and said: "You are not an ordinary commoner. If you want to enter the door of Lao Wang's family, you must first pass your hurdle. I don't know how many officials in the capital dream of currying favor with you." There’s a commoner here!”

After hearing this, Sun Maocai laughed, patted his knees lightly with his hand, and said: "It doesn't matter who you are. If Brother Meng wants to visit the Yu family, I will definitely stand ten miles outside the city to greet you."

Meng Tingjiang snorted, picked up the cup and said: "The threshold of their house is too high. I'm afraid I might accidentally trip and fall. But old classmate, if you want to go shopping in Shanghai, I, Meng Tingjiang, Tingjiang can be your tour guide."

Sun Maocai also picked up the cup and said: "I appreciate the kindness of my old classmate, but I am a rough man from the mountains and cannot go to that prosperous resort."

The two wine glasses touched lightly, and they both drank half a sip. Wang Xiaocui said with a slightly sad tone next to her: "You guys used to be the best friends in college, but now you are fighting with two aggressive ones when they meet." Like old roosters, they are always fighting, can you please not mention the factional fights during private gatherings?"

After hearing Wang Xiaocui's words, Meng Tingjiang raised his eyebrows slightly and scolded softly: "The party is united, there are no factional disputes, what do you, a woman, know? Don't talk nonsense."

When his daughter Meng Mengmeng heard him scolding her mother, she immediately quit. She put down her chopsticks with a snap, waved her fist, and protested at Meng Tingjiang: "Dad, don't bully mom."

Wang Xiaocui said something hypocritical in a low voice, winked at her eldest son Meng Zhensheng, who was sitting opposite, coughed, and said softly: "Zhensheng, why don't I give you a toast to Uncle Sun? Last time you broke into the capital." It's a disaster. If it hadn't been for your uncle Sun's help, it wouldn't have been so easy. Don't be as heartless as your father. Old Zhu is a boss and doesn't understand the world at all."

Meng Zhensheng hurriedly picked up the cup and stood up, saying loudly: "Uncle Sun, it was thanks to you last time. Otherwise, I would have been in trouble in the capital. Can you stay a few more days this time? I will take you around." .”

Sun Maocai waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down. The two clinked their glasses. Sun Maocai took a small sip, while Meng Zhensheng drank it all.

At this time, Meng Tingjiang's face became a little uneasy, and he began to talk. For a while, the wine table was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was much more harmonious than before.

After the meal, the waiter brought the fruit plate. Wang Xiaocui saw Meng Tingjiang wink, and hurriedly pushed open the side door with a pair of children and walked to the small booth opposite to watch TV. Meng Tingjiang and Sun Maocai sat in the west side of the private room one after another. On the sofa, the two began to talk softly.

Meng Tingjiang picked up a tooth of watermelon, handed it to Sun Maocai, and said in a low voice: "Is Mr. Wang feeling well? He hasn't been seen for almost two years."

Sun Maocai smiled, nodded slightly and said: "The old man is in good health. He has given up smoking in the past two years. He gets up on time at 5:30 every morning for morning exercises. He often said that after retirement, the competition is to see who can live longer."

After hearing this, Meng Tingjiang smiled slightly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put it on the coffee table. He took out a cigarette and slowly rolled it in his hand. He lowered his head and thought for a long time before placing the cigarette firmly on the coffee table. At the fingertips, 'Pop! ' He lit the fire with a bang, frowned and took a puff, with wisps of green smoke coming out of his mouth.

Sun Maocai leaned back, glanced at Meng Tingjiang, and said softly: "How is Mr. Wu's health now? I heard that he was not in good health last year. He went to the United States for treatment for half a year. Is there no problem?"

Meng Tingjiang waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Mr. Wu's body and bones are stronger than mine now. It is said that he can play two or three hours of tennis every day. He will have no problem living for another twenty or thirty years. I don't worry about my old classmates, but I heard about the flood in Central China." The matter has not been settled yet, and a group of people have to be dealt with one after another. The mistress of Secretary Ze Feng’s family is in Central China, right? How about it, will there be any problems? "

Sun Maocai patted his thigh gently, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, what can happen to him? The collapsed reservoir was built before he went there, and it has nothing to do with him."

After hearing this, Meng Tingjiang twisted his face and nodded, flicked the cigarette ashes between his fingers, frowned slightly, and stopped talking.

Sun Maocai looked at the cup on the coffee table and said: "This time there was a general change in Central China, I thought Brother Meng would go further. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wu actually pushed Shi Chongqing up. This decision is really hard to understand. I always thought Brother Meng's His talent is far above him."

After hearing this, Meng Tingjiang's eyebrows trembled inadvertently a few times, then he smiled slightly, returned to normal, shook his head and said: "Old classmate, that is an organizational decision, Mr. Wu's opinion is just a reference, we concentrate on doing our job well. That’s it, other things will be considered by the organization. Serving as an official for one term will benefit one party, and personal advancement and retreat is nothing.”

The two chatted for a while, and Meng Tingjiang suddenly changed the subject and said in a low voice: "Maocai, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Sun Maocai was slightly startled when he heard him calling him by his first name. He leaned forward and said solemnly: "You say it."

Meng Tingjiang did not speak, but took out a letter from his pocket, threw it on the coffee table, and stopped talking.

Sun Maocai picked up the envelope, took out a few pages of letter paper, and read it carefully. After reading it, he put the letter paper back into the envelope, and his expression became grim. After thinking for a while, he said: "This matter is not trivial. You still need to wait for me." I can't give you an answer until I return to the capital. However, Brother Meng, you have to be careful not to be noticed by the other party. The guy in his family is famous for guarding others, so be careful if you fail to beat the dog and get bitten instead. "

Meng Tingjiang's face was so gloomy that he said softly: "Maocai, after much thought, I have no choice but to play this card. You must help with this matter. Don't forget what happened three years ago. I have done my best, so you must return the favor to me."

Sun Maocai nodded, patted his thigh and shook his head: "That's true, but this matter is indeed very troublesome..."

Meng Tingjiang frowned and took two strong puffs, stubbed out half of the cigarette butt, rolled it vigorously in the ashtray a few times, and said in a low voice: "Don't show off, just say what you have to say. I know you are never willing to suffer losses when doing things." .”

Sun Maocai smiled slightly, whispered a few words into Meng Tingjiang's ear, and then looked at him with a half-smile.

After hearing this, Meng Tingjiang was silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind, nodded slightly and said: "I will take time to go to Shanghai before the end of the month, and you will have a chat with Mr. Wang over there."

"should be no problem."

Sun Maocai said this in a very casual tone, but Meng Tingjiang could certainly hear the weight of it. His frown relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "You old fox, The longer you live, the less promising you are, and you always like to take advantage."

Sun Maocai smiled and said with a relaxed expression: "By the way, Brother Meng, there is one more thing I need to ask you for."

After hearing this, Meng Tingjiang couldn't help but sigh, looked at Sun Maocai, and said: "Sun Maocai, Sun Maocai, I praised you for being fat, and you are still out of breath. You guy, you are not done yet."

Sun Maocai patted his thigh gently with his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Meng, don't be nervous. It's actually a trivial matter. After I had an old friend, he was developing in Jiangzhou, but he was delayed for more than two years down below. Now he is leaving. It’s a little slow, I hope Brother Meng can take care of it, and it’s best to put it under your hands for two years to polish it.”

Meng Tingjiang let out a sigh of relief after hearing this, nodded and said: "That's no problem, just give me his information."

Sun Maocai smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll have someone deliver it to you in a few days. It should be done more secretly. That kid has a bit of a stubborn temper and doesn't like others to interfere too much in his affairs."

After hearing this, Meng Tingjiang nodded slightly and said, "Well! If that's the case, then this kid is really good. Maybe he can do something."

After the serious talk, several people chatted for a while and then left the hotel laughing and joking. Sun Maocai insisted on taking a taxi and left. Meng Tingjiang's family had to call a taxi for him. After the car drove away, Sun Maocai rolled up the window and Looking at the night scene on the street, he smiled and said: "It's not bad to borrow chickens to hatch eggs. This transaction is really profitable."