Song Luoshen's words undoubtedly surprised Han Dong. If it wasn't for the sake of intercession, let her help to get the project, then what did the young lady of song come to find herself for?
Song Luoshen looked at Han Dong and seemed to see his doubts. He said with a smile: "Uncle Han, our song family has been established for decades. We have gone through many twists and turns, but we have never stopped moving forward. It's not on the side of the road. I know there are many enterprises interested in this project, but I will let everyone know that our song family is the most suitable one It's an option to be eligible for this project. "
For song Luoshen, or song's pride, Han Dong had a long time to appreciate. Seeing that she was full of self-confidence, Han Dong laughed without saying anything and made no comment.
His way of being an official is very simple. He doesn't flatter the superior and bully the inferior. He doesn't form a party for personal gain. He works for the people on a down-to-earth basis. The No. 16 subway project is a good thing to facilitate people's travel and further promote urban development. On this premise, as long as the purpose is the same, he really doesn't care who the contractor is.
"Uncle Han is very happy that you think so, and sincerely hope that you will get what you want."
Han Dong said with a smile, his tone is very intimate, but he always puts himself in the perspective of an outsider and expresses his attitude silently. He believes that song Luoshen is a smart man and can understand his meaning.
"I'll borrow uncle Han's words."
Song Luoshen did not mention this topic again. Suddenly, the topic changed, "Uncle Han, I heard that the East China Sea is not peaceful recently?"
Han Dong quietly drank water and said with a smile, "it's just some small problems. With director Xue's ability, it will be solved soon."
"Uncle Han, don't you think the situation is too strange?"
Han Dong's eyes flashed and looked at Song Luoshen, "Luoshen, what do you mean by that?"
Although this senior official is really different, she is still a politician in essence. As a politician, they are all masters of disguise. They will never easily reveal their true thoughts. Song Luoshen is indeed proud and qualified to be proud, but she is not so proud that she thinks she can make Han Dong play in front of such a level figure. She stares at him With Han Dong, no side percussion play what machine edge, straight in.
"Since Cao Jinse was assassinated, then the conflict broke out between Yan and Gu. Although it's only a matter of time for the two camps to tear up their faces, since they have coexisted peacefully for so many years, why would they turn around at this juncture sooner or later? Uncle Han, do you really think it's just a coincidence?"
Han Dong looks calm, "Luo God, I don't understand what you mean."
Song Luo Shen took a breath and said word by word: "I suspect someone is secretly fanning the flames."
Han Dong still did not have too big facial expression fluctuation, flatly way: "do you have evidence?"
"No
Songluo God simply said: "but I believe that my judgment is absolutely correct."
"Luoshen, do you mean that it's only out of your intuition that you make such amazing guesses
Han Dong put the water cup on the desk, his face became serious, and the dignity of being in the upper position for a long time immediately spread, "in your words, you suspect that it is the same black hand who assassinated Cao Jinse and provoked the fight between Yan Gu and Cao Jinse. Don't you think this kind of speculation is too absurd?"
"There is no connection between Cao Jinse and Yan Gu. There is a motive for any conspiracy. Maybe uncle Han is stupid. At least I can't see the motive at present."
Officials, good or bad, do not want to see things happen in their jurisdiction that are not good for them. This is the so-called principle and bottom line.
If song Luoshen's conjecture is true, that is to say, he is pushing the dark hand behind the scenes to the opposite of Han Dong. Han Dong has no reason not to doubt that song Luoshen is using the excuse.
"Uncle Han, I know my guess is very bold, but I believe you may not have the same idea as me."
Han Dong said indifferently: "I will not make any subjective assumptions until there is no evidence to prove the connection between the two."
"The simplest analysis of behavior motivation, in the final analysis, can be turned into interests. I know that killing Cao Jinse and provoking the struggle between Yan and Gu do not seem to have any interests in common, but Uncle Han, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Han Dong looked at her, "how to bet?"
Song Luoshen's eyes were deep. "I'm sure the situation in the East China Sea will be more chaotic next."
Han Dong's eyes shrank and he was silent for a moment. He said slowly: "if you assassinate Cao Jinse in Crystal Palace, it can be said that you have completely offended the Song family and the Cao family, and then provoked the dispute between Yan and Gu. Once exposed, what will be the heavy price? Do people really think you have the guts? "
Song Luoshen said: "Uncle Han, there are too many unimaginable things in the world. I can stand here today and talk to you. If you want to listen to me, it's an incredible thing, isn't it?"
Han Dong looked at her, looked away and said nothing.
The focus of song Luo's vision gradually emptied, and his look gradually softened: "my previous ideal was just to be an ordinary little woman. With the people I like, we would have a home. Maybe it's not big, but it's very warm. He went out to earn money to support his family. I washed and cooked for him. If the pressure was too big, I could go out to work and have a rest on the weekend, and we could go out to work We can go shopping and watch movies, and then we will have our own children, a man and a woman, boys like him, girls like him, children from crying, to toddlers, and then listen to them call out the first mom and dad.... ""Luoshen..."
Although a little cruel, Han Dong still interrupts song Luoshen. He knows what song Luoshen says, but he can't continue to listen.
Song Luo Shen's focal length condenses slowly.
Han Dong didn't look at her any more and went back to his desk.
"Sorry, uncle Han, it's Luoshen who talks too much."
Looking at the back of song Luoshen standing at the table, Han Dong hesitated and said: "in life, everyone can't have a smooth sailing. Everyone will experience pain and frustrations, and no one can be spared. But if you change the angle, maybe the hard journey in the past is just to make you break the cocoon and become a butterfly."
A butterfly in a cocoon?
The scene was quiet for more than ten seconds, and then a sound came out slowly.
"Thanks for uncle Han's advice. Luoshen has been taught."
Song Luoshen turns around and looks back to normal. "Uncle Han, what Luoshen wants to say has been finished, so don't disturb uncle Han's work."
Han Dong nodded silently.
Seeing song Luoshen leave, Han Dong lowers his head and looks at the unfinished Ding storm. After a few seconds, he picks up the rice paper, slowly clutches it into a ball and throws it into the garbage can.
What's going on?
I'm afraid the storm has just begun.