Chapter 439

"What did you do?"

Liao Guoliang looked stunned. In fact, not only did he look stunned, but also Feng Zhengping and Hao Han nearby. Since Zheng Jianguo graduated from Harvard Medical School in advance, major domestic media have described his experience of studying hard after he left work, but did not mention the attitude of other people in the village.

"In this situation, what I should say most is that the swallow and the bird know the ambition of the swan?"

Zheng Jianguo shook his head in self mockery, put away the smile on his face and said, "I couldn't do anything at that time. I can only let them say, whatever they say, their mouths grow on them. Can I sew up their mouths? No, defending the people is better than defending Sichuan. Do you know who was the most excited and happy after I became the No. 1 scholar in Qi province?

It's not me, it's my parents. When I face the advice of others, they bear much heavier criticism than me, because I was still young at that time. At the age of 15, it's OK to say that children are wayward, and adults follow wayward? "

"Thank you, Zheng Jianguo. I will always remember what you said."

Looking at Zheng Jianguo, he bowed his head and ate and drank. Liao Guoliang's eyes seemed to brighten: "didn't you retaliate against them?"

"To tell you the truth, I never cared about their thoughts, opinions and statements. I just regarded them as a ditch on the road to success. It can also be said that I learned the way of dealing with the world while learning the knowledge in books.

After all, people are group animals. Compared with the knowledge in books, this part of knowledge is also indispensable. The purpose of learning the knowledge in books is to use it in the future and in the future communication with people. "

After a few mouthfuls of tofu brain, Zheng Jianguo wiped his hands and mouth with scraps of straw paper on the table. However, just as he stood up, he saw several unkempt middle-aged people running down the street, a fertilizer bag on his shoulder and a net bag in his hand. The contents were wrapped in a newspaper. He looked flustered as if he was being chased by someone, Liao Guoliang immediately smiled: "it seems that the relevant departments are out again."

When Liao Guoliang talked about the relevant departments, his eyes seemed to look at Feng Zhengping next to him intentionally or unintentionally, but the latter was looking at the fast approaching people and didn't find them until they rushed past the breakfast stand and disappeared. He said, "these people are the sellers in the junk market -"

"Clang -"

Feng Zhengping's voice didn't fall, but a loud noise suddenly came from the distance. When Zheng Jianguo looked around, he saw that a group of people with the same unkempt face were running. A man with hair like a chicken nest was bending down to pick up something. Someone nearby shouted, "what do you do if you break it? Run."

"Eh, still from the province?"

Hearing Hao Han's surprise, Zheng Jianguo saw that the man had been pulled away by his companions. At this time, there were many people running here in groups. He knew that it was probably the "urban management" coming.

Sure enough, as his idea flashed, Liao Guoliang next to him said: "this may be the cultural relics department checking them, or there are important leaders coming to clean up the site in advance. By the way, Zheng Jianguo, is there a way to treat hemiplegia in America?"

"No, there is little difference in the treatment of stroke hemiplegia at home and abroad. I still listen to doctors' advice."

Looking at the expectations flashed in the man's eyes, Zheng Jianguo knows that he can't talk nonsense at this time. One is that he doesn't know the specific treatment, the other is that cerebral Neuromedicine is not his strong point, and the third is that there is no effective treatment for hemiplegia in 2021. Don't think about it at this time: "when do you close the stall, and I'll ask brother Hao to send the money later."

"Alas, Lao Liao's family, don't set up your stall. There are leaders coming today. Take it in advance."

Zheng Jianguo's voice didn't fall. There were several old ladies nearby. One of them had a red sleeve chapter wrapped around his arm. The other had turned his head to Zheng Jianguo and Feng Zhengping. He obviously knew the latter: "director Feng, how did you get here today?"

"Oh, Aunt Wang, I'm -- I heard there's spicy bean curd here. I'll try it."

Although Aunt Wang talked to Feng Zhengping, her rosy face and dark eyes were looking at Zheng Jianguo next to her, so Feng Zhengping turned his head and looked at Zheng Jianguo and said, "let's go?"

"Let's go."

Seeing that Feng Zhengping didn't introduce his identity, Zheng Jianguo was relieved. Now it seems that these old ladies were the ones who kicked out the junk market?

With such a leisurely thought in mind, Zheng Jianguo took Feng Zhengping and Hao Han back to the intersection of Yuetan South Street and Sanlihe Road. He didn't want to see two big blocks standing next to the black Land Rover. Hao Han trotted over at that time: "two comrades, are you busy?"

"It's all right. We just haven't seen this car. Look."

The two traffic policemen in white hats and clothes looked at Hao Han together. One of the tall men opened his mouth and looked at Zheng Jianguo next to him. After looking at him again, his tone was cordial: "welcome home, Zheng Jianguo."

"Thank you."

He nodded to the two policemen who clearly recognized him. Zheng Jianguo saw them turn around and push up a bike. One rode and one left in the back seat. He got on the car after Hao Han opened the door. Unexpectedly, Feng Zhengping outside the door waved his hand and said, "Jianguo, it's getting late. I have to go to the unit. You're busy."

"OK, thank you, director Feng. Please run along all morning. Bye."

He nodded. After Zheng Jianguo thanked, Feng Zhengping closed the door. Hao Yun started the car and said with a smile, "this car may be on the list. Let's go to the Qi provincial office?"

"Go ahead. This street is a waste of time. Drive slowly on the road and pay attention to driving safety."

Glancing at the rustle on Hao Han's face, Zheng Jianguo nodded. At present, although the traffic public security department has been re classified into the jurisdiction of the Public Security Department of the Ministry of communications last year, there is no obvious difference in dress. Therefore, I think that the two public security departments should belong to the Public Security Bureau of the Ministry of communications.

Of course, the significance of confirming this possibility is not great. It's not as impressive as the two policemen left Zheng Jianguo's back when they left. They rode a car?

So, following their backs, Zheng Jianguo took out his address book and wrote a few notes on it. Then he put it away and looked at the bicycle army outside the window. With the advent of the Mid Autumn Festival, the temperature further decreased, and people's clothes changed from rare light color to dark gray green. Occasionally, a red figure can be seen. Zheng Jianguo is a little lucky. Fortunately, he pasted a one-way film, Block the red figure looking out.

The Beijing office has a long history, but it was not an official organization in the early stage, but to maintain and unite the relationship of fellow townsmen, families and peers, with multiple factors of geography, blood and industry.

Until the Tang and Song Dynasties, this kind of organization spontaneously formed by the people was determined, and the relevant management system was issued, which was named jinzoyuan.

In the new China period, this kind of office in Beijing was inherited. In the 10 years from 1949 to 1959, provincial offices across the country were established one after another, but they were all banned during the well-known period, and did not resume until these two years.

But Zheng Jianguo had an unplanned breakfast and thought it was a delay. In fact, when the black Land Rover stopped at the gate of the Qi provincial office in Beijing, the Patek Philippe watch in his hand pointed to 7 o'clock. However, when he opened the door and got off, a voice suddenly came behind him: "Alas, you can't stop here. Stop."

"What are you yelling at? Did you see me stop here? I didn't even get off! "

When Zheng Jianguo saw the speaker, Hao Han, who had originally put down the window and stared at the rearview mirror, immediately quit. He yelled loudly. Zheng Jianguo also said to him, "why don't you go back and get the money, see if you have paid the early money, and come to pick me up at 8 o'clock."

"Oh, Jianguo is coming?"

Hearing someone shouting outside, ye zhenkai squatting in the house looked like a pot of oil, and immediately greeted him with a happy face: "you didn't say 7:30. I knew I was waiting for you there. After I came back, my father scolded me again. Fortunately you came."

"OK, Jianguo, I'll go and go back quickly. You wait for me."

The man who looked at Zha Huhu honestly shut up. After Hao Han said that to Zheng Jianguo, he drove away when he closed the door, leaving Zheng Jianguo smiling at ye zhenkai: "ha ha, I asked you to bring me with you. You don't want to. It's comfortable to be scolded now?"

"That must be comfortable. I don't know how he became a soldier. Recently, when I said something, he stared. He's not old and has a long temper. You must have not eaten so early in Jianguo?"

With the familiar voice, ye Jianyi, wearing a Dacron lined coat, appeared in the yard. He stared at ye zhenkai's outdated training, smiled at Zheng Jianguo, and saw Zheng Jianguo immediately smile: "ha, brother ye, as soon as you mention breakfast, I'll tell the truth that I've only had the second meal, spicy tofu brain refueling bar, But I feel like I can have another meal here -- "

"Look at the level of Jianguo's words. Look at your poor beating. If Jianguo hadn't come, I would have to bring you two baked cakes."

Again, the nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes staring at ye zhenkai. Ye Jianyi turned his head and looked at Zheng Jianguo, made an invitation gesture and said, "I remember you told my father that you can't eat spicy food with peristalsis in the morning. If you want to eat something light, it's different here?"

"That's because the teacher is old. In addition, in his early years, he had a hungry meal, a full meal, a cold meal and a hot meal. Now he must pay attention. Brother ye, you have to pay attention. Once a person is over 30, he is eating his old capital. It's no problem to have two meals occasionally."

Zheng Jianguo followed Ye Jianyi into the West Wing room, which was obviously a quadrangle courtyard. Unexpectedly, several middle-aged men in Dacron coats were sitting inside. When they saw him and ye Jianyi appear, they immediately stood up. Ye Jianyi opened his mouth and introduced them: "this is the director of our Beijing office, director Fei, and that is director Qiu of our provincial Party committee office --"

"Deputy, deputy, deputy director ye, we are both the same."

Director Fei wanted to speak on his round smiling face. Qiu Xinming, who was next to him, said first with his hands shaking. After seeing Zheng Jianguo with his eyes on his smiling face, he continued to say, "when you are three days away from the founding of the people's Republic of China, you should look at it with new eyes."

"Hehe, in the final analysis, this matter still lies with you, Qiu -- deputy director. If you hadn't come forward with director Zhou at that time, I'm afraid I'd still work hard at the specimens in the Medical College of Qi province."

Zheng Jianguo didn't expect to see him. At that time, he went to the gate of the provincial Revolutionary Committee to post a big character newspaper as if it were yesterday. Now he really sighed. Fortunately, his voice didn't fall. Next to him, ye Jianyi said, "no outsiders can come here. Zhenkai, go and call your uncle Jianguo early. Let's sit down and say --"

"Oh -"

Ye zhenkai, who followed him, answered with a dull face and quickly turned to the window for dinner. Ye Jianyi sat down with Zheng Jianguo, Qiu Xinming and director Fei ChangLei, and then asked, "my father said that you came back this time to specially participate in the new star music meeting?"

"Yes, according to our words, it means supporting the show. The previous music conference still wanted to take the old road with the support of some people, and still wanted to praise Wei Guangzheng's model play.

Of course, I also consider my identity and restore the appearance of people after the college entrance examination. What I carry is hope and change, so this thing is still a collision at the level of consciousness.

No one can decide what the people like. If it's a mule or a horse, you have to pull it out. "

In the face of Ye Jianyi, Zheng Jianguo has little opportunity to communicate with him about this matter. One is that the art circle is relatively closed, and the other is that ye Jianyi's furnishings with their own brand are greater than their actual role due to Ye minde's identity. In this case, let him know what he is doing and what he is doing for.

In terms of the relationship between Zheng Jianguo and ye minde, ye Jianyi can't stand in line, so what he pays attention to is something deep-seated: "you pull it out and slip, but you have to offend many people."

"People say that it's easy for a young man to have no spare children. I didn't think about the meaning behind this sentence before. Now it's probably because youth is the biggest cost. I've seen many patients willing to exchange everything, reputation, status and money for the opportunity to live."

Zheng Jianguo really didn't take that group of people to heart, because he didn't have to deal with them. He just boiled them to death. Moreover, he found a lot of things from the new star concert: "brother Ye says we are our own people, so I'll tell you the truth. Compared with what Jianguo company has to do, they really don't even have a P. how old has the toad seen?"