Chapter 631: What Haven't You Seen of Me

Lao Bi was waiting for my arrival in his office as promised.

He had spent the night in pleasure, and even now, spring breeze still hung on his face. I handed over the project report with both hands and waited respectfully for Lao Bi's opinion.

Lao Bi took out a pair of glasses, put them on, and looked at my report seriously with a sanctimonious air, nodding and smiling from time to time. I sat quietly on the side, drinking tea, and examining his office.

Lao Bi was a Division Chief, and Division Chiefs enjoyed independent office space. His office was small, and the layout was simple. A desk, a chair, and a bookcase. Except for a set of sofas that looked relatively new, the bookcase was the only thing that could show he was a scholarly person.

Lao Bi's bookcase had many books, and all the gaps were stuffed full. Some books even showed traces of being flipped through. This meant that when Lao Bi had free time, he still read some books. Unlike some people's bookcases, where a whole cabinet of books was brand new. It was as if books weren't for reading, but for decorating the facade.

I judge whether a person reads or not by how messy their bookcase is. If a bookcase is as neat as a little woman, the owner of the bookcase must not read. If the bookcase is as messy as a fifty-year-old sloppy man, the owner of the bookcase must be a diligent reader.

Lao Bi finally read the report from beginning to end. After reading the report, he didn't express his opinion, but quietly opened the desk drawer and rummaged for something inside.

I smiled and said, "Division Chief Bi. Did you rest well last night?"

Hearing this, Lao Bi looked up at me, then lowered his head hurriedly, continued to rummage in the desk, and threw me a sentence, "It was okay."

I said happily, "As long as it was okay. As long as Division Chief Bi is happy, a stone in my heart will land!"

Lao Bi looked at me in surprise and said, "I'm happy, why would the stone in your heart land?"

I smiled and said, "Division Chief Bi, if you rested well, you would naturally have the energy to pay attention to my project! Division Chief Bi, you are a leader. If a leader doesn't rest well, the quality of work will definitely be affected, don't you think?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Lao Bi's face. We both knew clearly: Lao Bi hugged the girl I paid for and went out last night, what could he do? A man like him who suffered from severe 'henpecked' disease, once he had a chance, would fly freely like a bird escaping a cage.

"I didn't treat you as an outsider." Lao Bi spat out a sentence.

"Thank you, Division Chief Bi, for your appreciation!" I hurriedly followed the snake up the stick, pointed to the project report, and asked hesitantly, "Division Chief Bi, please give me an opinion."

Lao Bi pondered for a while, patted the report, and said, "Very good, very good! In my personal opinion, if the higher-level leaders have some interest, I have no relationship here at all."

I asked nervously, "Division Chief Bi, do you mean that a higher-level leader needs to sign it?"

"Having one is, of course, the best."

"Which leader do you need to sign it?" I asked bluntly. If I didn't ask clearly now, and I spent the effort to get a leader's signature later, and he said it wasn't suitable, wouldn't I have wasted my effort?

Lao Bi was also very shrewd. Seeing me ask like this, he smiled and said, "You look at it yourself. As for whose opinion is signed, as long as it's a higher-level leader, I generally recognize it."

"It wouldn't cross boundaries, would it?" I pressed step by step, determined to extract Lao Bi's thoughts. If I asked the old man Xu Da to sign it, Lao Bi might not necessarily recognize it. Old man Xu Da was the leader in charge of propaganda, and had nothing to do with the industrial content stated in my project report. Of course, when absolutely necessary, I had one last trump card: go directly to the Provincial Governor.

The Provincial Governor couldn't not know me; I was the class monitor of the Party School cadre training class and had once left a good impression on the Provincial Governor. He was the last trump card in my hand, and I wouldn't play him unless absolutely necessary.

"Whatever!" Lao Bi said smilingly, "As long as it's a leader at the Standing Committee level, any person's signature is worth as much as Secretary-General Meng's signature. Understand?"

I finally understood. Lao Bi was pointing me to a clear path. At the same time, he indirectly told me a fact. In his eyes, Meng Xiaoyu couldn't be compared with other leaders. In Lao Bi's view, Meng Xiaoyu was just a child who was still wet behind the ears. He, Lao Bi, had worked his whole life, climbing step by step from a clerk to the position of Division Chief, exhausting all the energy of his life. And judging from his current situation, he had reached the end at this point in his life, and the possibility of wanting to move forward even half a step was not great.

And Meng Xiaoyu was almost born with the key to officialdom. At a young age, he became the Deputy Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee Office. Although he wasn't a figure at the Standing Committee level, he was a hot cadre holding real power in his hands. And his official career looked bright and brilliant, which was something he, Lao Bi, couldn't compare with.

The fact that Meng Xiaoyu didn't give Lao Bi face, I had already learned last night. From an age perspective, Lao Bi could at least be Meng Xiaoyu's uncle, but Meng Xiaoyu spoke to him as if he were training his own son, without any mercy.

"If there's nothing else, you go get busy. I have a meeting later." Lao Bi raised his wrist to look at his watch.

I stood up, leaned over, and whispered, "Division Chief Bi, are you free tonight? I want to invite you to a meal and report my thoughts to you by the way."

Lao Bi smiled and refused me. He looked at me deeply and said, "Chen Feng, you kid are a person who knows how to handle things. However, some things, maybe you will only understand later."

He reached out to shake my hand, which was an obvious move to send the guest away. I couldn't find a reason to stay and pester him. However, from him, I had already obtained what I wanted.

Coming out of the Provincial Development and Reform Commission, I went straight to the hotel.

Zhu Hua Yu was still waiting for me at the hotel.

Sitting in the taxi, I thought a lot. This time, as long as I successfully sat in the position of Director of the Hengyue City Industrial Park Management Committee, the first thing I would do was to transfer Zhu Hua Yu to my side. I wanted her to continue to be my secretary.

Seeing my full smile, the taxi driver asked ingratiatingly, "Brother, did you encounter something happy?"

I tapped my leg and said, "It's okay! In a person's life, annoying things are always more than happy things. So, as long as there is half a chance to be happy, we should use all our strength to be happy."

The driver laughed, pressed the horn, and said, "Brother, you are an open-minded person."

I didn't continue chatting with him. People who drive taxis are generally good at talking. And they know everything under the sky, and they know everything.

Seeing that I didn't speak anymore, the taxi driver opened his mouth several times, wanting to speak but stopping.

I couldn't help but say, "If you want to say something, just say it, it's fine, I'm listening."

He seemed to gather his courage and asked me, "Brother, you are from the city, right? Come to the Development and Reform Commission to ask for money?"

I looked at him in surprise and asked suspiciously, "How can you tell?"

He smiled with a hidden look and said, "I have picked up countless guests in this area, most of whom come to the Provincial Development and Reform Commission to ask for money. Now, the country has a lot of money, everyone knows, don't take it if you don't take it. If you get the money and get things done, the credit and political achievements will come. If you don't get things done, no one will pursue the responsibility. Such a good thing, who wouldn't sharpen their heads and rush in."

My heart moved, and I asked, "Brother, it seems you know a lot of ways, tell me, how can I get the money?"

"Have a project in hand, have someone above to cover you, and everything can be done."

"What does 'above' refer to?"

"People who can speak at the Standing Committee meeting."

"Oh!" I gave a long, meaningful 'oh', closed my eyes, and didn't speak anymore.

When the car arrived at the hotel, my heart started beating inexplicably again.

Zhu Hua Yu came to find me last night, and we talked for half the night until it was almost dawn before we rested.

I wanted to open another room for her, but she firmly refused, saying a sentence that made me have no place to be calm: "If you had this idea, you should have opened two rooms when you opened the room."

I felt very ashamed by her words. When I opened the room last night, I didn't think about opening two rooms at all. Now I wanted to open another one for her, nothing more than wanting to prove that I was a very upright person.

Whether I am upright or not, I know very well in my heart. Of course, I understand that a woman who comes to you in the middle of the night must have made all the preparations.

"How about we rest in one room?" I asked hesitantly.

"As long as our hearts are clear, even lying on one bed is nothing." Zhu Hua Yu lowered her head shyly and said, "Besides, what haven't you seen of me?" ===== CHAPTER 632 =====