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Chapter 440 Feng Hui transferred away

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    Xu Keming already knows about this matter, but he doesn¡¯t know that Wu Yan has agreed to endorse him, and the only tricks he can play are in the city.

    Sure enough, in the afternoon, Zhao Fan received a call from Song Chunjiang from the city, saying that it was about the Xiushui County Milk Processing Factory. Mayor Liang objected at the meeting. Needless to say, Zhao Fan was keenly aware that Xu Keming might have  Wearing the same pants as Mayor Liang.

    Calling Feng Hui, Feng Hui said solemnly on the phone: "Xiaofan, even I know about your going to the provincial capital. Some people don't want you to succeed, otherwise you will secure your position as county magistrate.  "

    "Don't worry, I will facilitate this matter both publicly and privately. Just let me use my remaining energy before leaving."

    Zhao Fan's heart trembled, his nose felt a little sore, and he said softly: "Old man, have you decided to leave in the next few days?"

    Feng Hui said with a smile: "Yes, the appointment of the party organization is coming soon. I am very happy that the party and organization believe in me and let me go to other cities to shoulder the burden."

    "In the past, I was always worried about you and Bingqing. Now, I don't think so anymore. You have grown up and Bingqing has his own way of doing things. I am very happy."

    For a moment, Zhao Fan didn¡¯t know what to say.

    Sure enough, Zhao Fan received a call the next morning. Li Jingtian, secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, held a meeting and personally approved the start of construction of the Xiushui County Milk Processing Plant. However, due to Mayor Liang's firm opposition, the city did not allocate excess funds.

    This made Zhao Fan relieved, as long as the higher-ups approved it, it would be fine. As for the funds, to be honest, Zhao Fan had not counted on the county from the beginning.

    Two or three days later, in the misty morning light rain, when Zhao Fan arrived at the cadre dormitory of Xihua City, he saw Feng Bingqing, who looked like a peach and a plum, as cold as ice, as soon as he stopped the car. She was still as beautiful as the ice and snow queen who walked out of the ice and snow.  But today, there was a hint of reluctance on her face.

    Soon, Zhao Fan caught up and followed behind: "Teacher Feng, if I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have had to ask the cripple to drive me here."

    Feng Bingqing glanced at Zhao Fan, gently wrapped a strand of hair behind his ears, and whispered: "He is going to Huanan Prefecture to serve as the municipal party committee secretary. As a daughter, I will always come to see him off."

    Zhao Fan sighed inwardly. The relationship between Feng Bingqing and Feng Hui has indeed eased a lot, but until now, Feng Bingqing still has not called her dad. It has been many years since that man died.

    Today Feng Hui will be transferred to a city in South China as the municipal party committee secretary. Although Zhao Fan is a little reluctant to give up, he is more happy. Who doesn¡¯t want to move up to the next level as an official?

    It is a good thing that Feng Hui has such an opportunity to make further progress.

    When he arrived at Feng Hui's suite, he saw that he had packed all his luggage. When he saw Zhao Fan and Feng Bingqing arriving, Feng Hui showed a smile on his face and quickly made two cups of tea himself. He watched Feng Hui glance at Feng Bingqing from time to time.  Zhao Fan was moved in his heart and said with a smile: "Old man, Huanan Prefecture is almost in the center of Yunzhou Province. It has outstanding people. Being an official there is much better than being here in Huaxi Prefecture."

    Feng Hui waved his hand and said with a faint smile: "I am old, and I would rather stay with my children than go any further."

    Zhao Fan glanced at Feng Bingqing. She still held the tea cup and said nothing. It was impossible for Feng Bingqing not to hear it. Zhao Fan heard such an obvious hint. Zhao Fan quickly smiled and said: "Old man, you are older now.  , I have been the city¡¯s top leader for several years, and it¡¯s almost time to retire. Then I will be able to feel relaxed and come back to stay by Teacher Feng¡¯s side.¡±

    "From now on, wherever Teacher Feng is transferred, you will follow him, haha."

    Feng Hui glanced at his daughter, with a smile on his face, but he didn't speak. He just took a sip of tea. There is a saying that God's sins can be forgiven, but his own sins will not survive. He will be transferred away. His daughter  They don't want to speak. Is this God punishing me?

    Finally, Feng Bingqing sighed slightly, looked at the tea cup in his hand and said softly: "Dad, take care of yourself when you go over there. If I have time, I will go over and see you."

    In an instant, Feng Hui¡¯s hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, and he almost dropped it to the ground.

    After a while, he nodded and said in a trembling voice: "Don't worry, Bingqing, Dad is still strong. Make a call before going there and I'll pick you up!"

    Zhao Fan was also relieved in his heart. Many things have obviously passed. Why do people still torture themselves and those who care about them?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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