Rebirth: Declaring War on Honest People

Chapter 664 662. Two happy events

In the long night, men and women walked singing.

In the master bedroom of the most luxurious inner villa in Tianyue, East Lake, the hostess is wearing a dark black lace pajamas, with her red legs exposed, holding a large glass of warm water in her hand, her eyes wavering. gentle.

"Husband, get up and drink some water."

Life cannot be separated from water.

The ancestors in ancient times were the first to understand this truth. The tribes closer to the water will develop more prosperously.

Wild and untamable human beings often run to the banks of rivers after a hearty ritual in the evening, pick up a handful of water and drink it all in one gulp.

The other person in the room who also made this move was Gu Yun, who was really exhausted.

Although there is not much difference in everyone's progress, what is different from the other two lovers is that Hua Shiyuan is in the best period of a woman's life.

If a young girl who has just grown up is like a bud ready to bloom, pure and attractive, she needs to be careful when picking, and it is inevitable that she will feel a little pity for the beauty.

Then a young woman in her twenties, fourteens or fives is like a flower in full bloom, radiant, and it is the best season for picking.

What most men value most is the unique temperament of a young woman, that unparalleled mature beauty that makes people unable to extricate themselves.

I would rather be buried deep in the other person's arms, forget all worries, and never wake up after being drunk for a long time.

"You have a good rest and I'll call my parents."

Hua Shiyuan lowered his arm, wiped the sweat from Gu Yun's forehead, put the water glass back to its place, and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside with a smile.

Moving cadres in the organization requires a complicated process, and she didn't even inform her parents until the dust settled.

It wasn't until after the publicity period and the celebration drinks were laid out that Hua Shiyuan planned to tell her family the good news.

"You should also talk to your uncle and aunt."

Gu Yun nodded and quietly put one hand around Hua Shiyuan's waist, trying to feel the heartbeat of each other's next generation.

"Not just that, but this too."

Hua Shiyuan lowered his head and held Gu Yun's big hand, his eyes full of tenderness.

It's been three months.

There are some things that it would be rude not to say.

"Hello, Yuanyuan?"

"Yes, mom is playing cards with your aunts right now."

It was still early in the night, and naturally it was far from the time for people in Star City to go to sleep.

Zhou Fei answered the phone very quickly, and the mahjong crackling in front of her kept ringing.

Since Hua Shiyuan moved from the township to a leadership position, Zhou Fei's reputation among family and friends has skyrocketed, and her popularity has also improved a lot.

How on earth do people raise such good daughters?

After all, not many people know that Hua Shiyuan's boyfriend is a top-class rich man, but Jiangcheng and Xingcheng are not that far apart in total. Who is the youngest deputy department-level cadre in the neighboring province? Everyone in the circle will know who they are.

"Baby, have you been busy with work lately?"

"Mom lost badly today, so you're lucky."

Zhou Fei was chatting with her daughter with her mobile phone under her shoulder, while skillfully typing a Dongfeng card.

It was around ten o'clock when the fight was in full swing. Star City is famous for being a city that never sleeps. Rich wives like Zhou Fei who monopolize state-owned enterprises have their daughters not around and their husbands also have their own entertainment, so naturally they have to play to the fullest before going home. .

"Ok?"

"what?"

"real or fake?"

Suddenly, her originally leisurely expression froze in place, and her crossed legs lowered.

It was obvious that she could win a big 40-digit card if she messed up, but she casually threw away the 80,000 she had just touched and regained her grip on the phone with one hand.

"Secretary of Huashan Town?" Zhou Fei tried to take a deep breath to calm down, stood up and waved to the players, turned around and walked out of the mahjong room.

"Mom, did you hear it right? You want to be the leader in the town? How old are you?"

"Another special promotion?"

"Why didn't I see the news?"

"What? The publicity period has passed?"

In disbelief, Zhou Fei spouted out a few Star City dialects like a barrage of words.

She and Hua Guoqiang have been working hard in the system for most of their lives, and it is not like they have never seen young cadres promoted quickly.

However, even though the couple was in Star City, the provincial capital, and they were well aware of the sexual manipulations of the second-generation officials in the system, they never thought that their daughter could get to this level within just a few years of graduation.

What the hell is this?

The young leader in Star City could only speak in his own one-third of an acre of land. When he learned that his daughter was already a full-time secretary and that every move she made could benefit the people, Zhou Fei was stunned.

To be honest, the train runs fast only because of the headband. I definitely don’t have the strength to support Hua Shiyuan to this point.

Hua Guoqiang also discussed with Zhou Fei in their free time what exactly was needed to promote a new cadre.

The two quickly reached a consensus on Hua Shiyuan's exaggerated political achievements.

The future son-in-law definitely played a crucial role behind the scenes.

From Tiantang Village to Yingshan County, during the year that Hua Shiyuan worked at the grassroots level, Gu Yun asked for money and people, and transformed one of the country's most impoverished counties into a real paradise.

With such solid political achievements, it is impossible not to promote him.

But what about this time?

Although the Youth League cadres are also called the cradle of reserves, their political performance is still far behind those at the grassroots level where real money and money have made changes.

Maybe there are only two words that can explain it.

antenna.

In an era centered on economic construction, Zhou Fei once again realized Gu Yun's influence as a top rich man.

Listening to the additional details on the other end of the phone, she suppressed the joy in her heart and tried her best to lower her voice: "Okay, okay, then your dad and I will come over to see you tomorrow morning. Remember to ask Xiao Gu to have dinner with you."

".What?"

Another few minutes of conversation, but this time, Fei Zhou remained silent most of the time.

The phone hangs up.

The middle-aged woman's delicate eyebrows knitted together, she strode into the mahjong room again, raised her voice and said, "Something's wrong, sisters, let's not fight for now, I have to go home right away."

"Hey, Feifei, I see you were happy after just answering the phone call. What's a good thing about this?"

"Yes, Sa, I won't fight any of them!"

"There's something unexpected going on at home. I'm anxious. I'll tell everyone when I get back."

Zhou Fei waved her hands, hurriedly grabbed the bag on the side, and walked towards the car outside the door without stopping for a moment.

As she walked, she dialed Hua Guoqiang's phone number, her joyful tone laced with a bit of complexity.

"Hua Guoqiang! What time is it? You haven't finished your drink yet?"

"Go home quickly! Drive to Jiangcheng with me tomorrow morning!"

"What are you still asking about? Look at your good daughter, your father doesn't know anything! What are you doing all day long!"

"There are two things now. One is a happy event, and the other is also a happy event. Which one do you want to hear first?"

(End of this chapter)