Chapter 682: Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land

Ouyang Qiu suddenly asked me for materials, and naturally, he had his own thoughts behind it.

I hurriedly handed the materials to him. The red seal of the Hengyue Municipal Government on the application materials was particularly eye-catching. This material entrusted all my hopes and also carried the earnest expectations of the Mayor.

Ouyang Qiu took the materials, browsed them casually, put them on the coffee table in front of him, and said, "I'll take a look first. If it's not urgent, keep it here for a few days, okay?"

"Please give me advice, Chief," I said seriously, "If there is anything inadequate, please don't hesitate to give me advice."

He smiled faintly and waved his hand.

I took out an envelope I had prepared long ago and handed it over, saying sincerely, "Chief, for the expenses, please feel free to do it."

There was a bank card in the envelope with 200,000 yuan in it. The password was written on a piece of paper attached.

He scanned the envelope in my hand with the corner of his eye, and the smile on his face became much brighter. He pushed my hand away and said, "Don't be polite first. I don't have any expenses. Put it away. I am not like my friend; I absolutely don't do this kind of thing. You are friends with Gan Lu, and Gan Lu is my classmate. Helping each other is not a big deal."

I was stunned for a long time by his righteous words. Does this person really not eat greedily?

After hesitating for a while, I handed the envelope over again and said, "Chief, if you don't take it, I have no bottom in my heart."

He looked at me again and laughed, "Don't call me Chief one by one. Our administrative levels are the same. What kind of Chief am I? If you really treat me as a friend, why not just call me Ouyang? That way I feel more comfortable listening to it."

I hurriedly waved my hand, "Don't dare, don't dare."

Ouyang Qiu darkened his face, "If you don't even want to be brothers, what help can I give you?"

I had no choice but to change my address, "Brother Ouyang, everything is entrusted to you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was in the smile.

Saying goodbye to Ouyang Qiu and coming out, standing on the streets of Beijing, although the cold wind was raging around me, I felt warm all over. Being able to find someone to speak for me in Beijing was very remarkable. Perhaps our Mayor couldn't find someone like Ouyang Qiu in Beijing.

I took out my phone and called Gan Lu across the ocean. It rang for a long time before I heard a lazy voice coming from inside.

I said loudly, "Mayor Gan, I just met your classmate."

Gan Lu gave a light "mm" and said, "It's not dawn here yet. This call of yours makes me unable to sleep."

I smiled apologetically, "Sorry for the disturbance."

She spat at me and said, "Chen Feng, don't be hypocritical. Fortunately, my family is not here. If he saw me being woken up by a domestic call in the middle of the night, I don't know what he would nag about."

"Your husband?"

"Mm," she sighed lightly, "His heart is very small now."

"Hanging up," I said, "Don't let your family have conflicts."

After hanging up Gan Lu's call, I actually didn't know where to go now.

The materials were given to Ouyang Qiu, and a stone in my heart fell to the ground. Although there was Xu Mengda as a double insurance, it was ultimately not as reassuring as implementing it myself.

The benefit of walking on two legs is that no matter what anomalies appear in the matter, there is always one place that can be implemented.

Ouyang Qiu dared to take my card, so he should be able to handle things.

If Ouyang Qiu accomplished the matter, I wouldn't be threatened by Xu Mengda.

Xu Mengda was a very shrewd person; he grasped my soft rib. My soft rib was my Aunt. He injected capital into my Aunt's company, and he must have other intentions.

Xu Mengda wasn't coming to make money; this little money wasn't worth mentioning to him at all. He had his eyes on the list in my Aunt's hands. He needed this list to put people to death.

Of course, he was clear that to get this list from my Aunt's hands, I was the hurdle he couldn't bypass.

Xu Mengda signed a cooperation agreement with me to put me on the chopping block; I was the fish and meat, and he was the knife and pestle.

I didn't object to Xu Mengda's ideas, but I objected to his thinking out of self-interest. What he did was not for fairness and justice, but for revenge. Unlike Chen Meng's pursuit of this matter, which was purely with the mindset of striking at evil.

Actually, in any era, there is a big net that cannot be seen through. People are fish in this net; whoever can break free is transcendent.

Similarly, in any era, there are black curtains that cannot be seen. Whoever can tear open the black curtain is a hero.

In life, people live on both sides of the black curtain. Sometimes they will be on the side illuminated by the sun, and sometimes they will be in the deep darkness. People's relationships change, and the positions they stand in change accordingly. Just like me, although I despise power-money transactions, I have to do it. For example, the card I just gave to Ouyang Qiu, and the transaction Qian Youyu once had with me.

Standing for a while, I felt a bit cold. So I walked aimlessly along the street.

I didn't want to go to Xue Bing's hotel now; Li Mei should still be sleeping soundly.

Thinking of her sleeping soundly, my heart jumped a few times inexplicably.

I can't let her stay by my side for too long, I thought.

Suddenly the phone rang, and I took it out to see it was Chen Meng calling.

After hesitating for a long time, I still hung up.

Chen Meng suddenly called me, there must be something. After I quarreled with her once, I never saw her again. Different paths do not conspire, this was my self-comfort after quarreling with her.

Waiting for a long time, the phone didn't ring again. My heart started to get messy. What exactly did Chen Meng want to find me for?

Once the heart is messy, people panic. I wanted to call back several times while holding the phone, but finally gave up. I didn't want to bring humiliation upon myself.

Just as I let out a long sigh, the phone rang again.

This time I answered without thinking.

"Chen Feng, where are you?" she asked, her tone flat, seemingly very calm.

"Beijing," I said, my tone the same as hers.

"Me too."

"Really?" I was taken aback and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" She laughed lightly on the phone and asked me, "Do you want to meet?"

"Is it convenient?" I asked.

"Of course."

"Okay," I said, "I'll come find you."

She reported her address, and we hung up the phone.

I reached out to stop a taxi and rushed over according to the address Chen Meng said. Seeing that I was an outsider, the driver asked, "Brother, going to petition?"

"Petition?" I asked inexplicably, "Petition for what?"

"The place you are going to is where people from all over the country petition. There are no other people in this place except those who petition."

I said "Oh" and smiled noncommittally.

Seeing that I didn't pay attention to him, the driver felt boring and stopped talking.

Beijing taxi drivers are famous masters of chatting. Perhaps in less than three sentences, he would say he knew people in Zhongnanhai.

Chen Meng was not in the crowd of petitioners; she was staying in a hotel, waiting for me to come to the door.

When the car passed the gate of the Petition Bureau, I saw a familiar figure; it was actually the Beijing Office Director.

I didn't greet him and went straight to Chen Meng's hotel.

She was the only one in the room. Seeing me enter, she smiled and said, "You're here."

"I'm here," I said with a grin, "We can also be considered meeting an old friend in a foreign land. Of course I have to come. Miss Chen has an order, do I dare not come."

"Poverty-mouthed," she scolded with a smile, tilted her head and asked me, "Do you know why I came to Beijing?"

I shook my head hesitantly and said, "You reporters are originally free and easy, how do I know why you came to Beijing."

"It has something to do with you," she said, turned around, and began to tidy up the somewhat messy bed.

"Has something to do with me?" I was shocked. I and you Chen Meng are now eight poles apart, what does your coming have to do with me!

"Don't believe it?" She straightened her waist, beckoned me to sit, and began to be busy pouring water for me.

"What has to do with me?" I asked, taking the water cup she handed over.

"Come and see," she signaled me to go to the window, pointed to a group of people in the distance and said, "In this group, there are people from our Hengyue City. And these people are all from your Industrial Park."

"Who are they? What are they doing here?" I shouted angrily.

"Look, bureaucratic, right?" Chen Meng sneered, "Common people have grievances, can't they find a place to redress them?"

"Grievances? What grievances? Who made them aggrieved?" I asked suspiciously. Since taking over as the Director of the Industrial Park, I hadn't come into contact with the common people in the park. In other words, until now, I didn't know any of them.

"They came to petition, what are you here for?" I asked coldly. Chen Meng made me afraid many times; I even thought she was someone who feared the world wouldn't be chaotic. As long as she participated in anything, there was absolutely nothing good.

"I came to investigate, can't I?" She turned her head and stared at me, making my heart feel hairy.

"Of course you can," I said, "I don't have the right to stop you from investigating."

"But I don't want to investigate now."

"Why?"

"Because I suddenly remembered, although this matter doesn't have much to do with you, after all, you have taken over the Industrial Park now, I am worried that it will implicate you."

I looked at her suspiciously and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

"No need," she turned and walked back to the chair and sat down, sighed lightly and said, "Chen Feng, I am starting to doubt myself now, how much conscience I have left that hasn't been swallowed by the secular world."

I was speechless, walked gently to her side, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Mengmeng, you will always be the embodiment of justice."

She looked up at me, smiled miserably and said, "I went to see my Aunt before I came, and knew you came to Beijing."

"Really?" I smiled faintly and said, "You wouldn't be asking about my whereabouts, right?"

"Of course not," she curled her lips and said, "You think I would pay attention to you? Care about you?"

"You certainly won't," I laughed, "Mengmeng, I should be able to comfort myself, right."

"You," she sighed, grabbed my hand, and pressed her face against my palm.

I wanted to pull it back, thought about it, and let her be.

"Hug me," she ordered me.

I hesitated and didn't dare to reach out. She was becoming more and more moody; I was afraid that if I made her unhappy, I would be in trouble.

"Don't dare?" she whispered, not looking up.

"What's there not to dare." I hardened my heart and reached out to hug her shoulder. ===== CHAPTER 683 =====