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Volume 2: The Young Eagle Spreads Its Wings Chapter 550: A Friend

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    The Dai family was shocked on the spot.

    When he was 8 years old, Dai fell into the river and almost drowned. After struggling for a long time, he grabbed the tree roots on the shore and climbed up.  This incident left a shadow on his young mind. From then on, he firmly believed that a person can only survive by relying on himself.

    At the age of 28, Dai Jia had already joined the Provincial Party Committee and served as the secretary to the deputy governor. His career initially went smoothly, but once he interfered in something unexpected and was discovered by the deputy governor, who scolded him.  He paused and ordered him not to make the same mistake again in the future. The deputy governor's tone was very serious, and the implication was clear that if Dai Jia made it again, his political career would be ended.

    Dai Jia was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. On the way home from get off work, he was in a daze. When he passed the intersection, he ran a red light and was almost hit by an Audi. It turned out that the Audi was the car of a certain leader, and the traffic police favored the Audi. , this incident caused the Dai family to hate the traffic police and Audi from then on. When he was the director of the Internal Revenue Service, the original special car provided by the bureau was an Audi. He simply threw it aside and replaced it with a Crown.  Later, after Crown was involved in a car accident, he switched back to Audi.

    Master He hit the mark, and the Dai family was sincerely convinced of Master He. Many people in the Provincial Party Committee knew about the disaster at the age of 28. Master He had many connections, and they might be able to find out. However, the disaster when he was 8 years old had never been to anyone.  People have said that if Master He didn't have the ability to peek into the sky, how could he have seen through it at a glance?

    Later, after several contacts, Master He¡¯s guidance made the Dai family satisfied every time. From then on, the Dai family regarded Master He as a god.

    Master He¡¯s home is a small courtyard hidden in a remote corner. Most people will not find it if they don¡¯t look carefully.  Jia pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw that the lights were dim and Master He's face was hidden in the half-darkness, he couldn't see clearly. He couldn't help but feel nervous and said hurriedly and respectfully: "Master, I'm here to ask for your help again."

    "Dai Jia, you don't look very good. Your luck index has dropped sharply. Things have not been going well for you recently. You should be careful." Master He's voice was a bit hoarse. In combination with the half-light and semi-dark environment, there were indeed ghosts and gods.  Unpredictable effect, "However, your time has not yet come, and there is still a possibility of turning evil into good fortune."

    Before the time came, the sound made people feel chills all over. Dai Jia said tremblingly: "Master, Dai Zhongyuan has been double-regulated. He and I have the same surname. They say that we have the same surname and luck. Moreover, he and I have many connections.  Do you think he will eventually affect me?"

    Master He is very thin - thin is all right, a fat person will never be able to achieve immortality, and he can't be as charming as a fat man - his eye sockets are sunken, as if he can't open his eyes. When Dai Jia came in,  He squinted his eyes slightly, making it difficult to see what his eyes were. Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, a cold light flashed through his eyes, and his whole person seemed to be filled with energy.

    The Dai family is used to Master He's sharp eyes. Of course, he was so frightened the first time that he almost ran away. At that time, he was still depressed. A dignified deputy department-level cadre was frightened by a guy who was pretending to be a ghost.  How embarrassing would it be to go out?  But later, after being awakened by Master He, I realized that Master He was not an ordinary person, and I accepted the reality.  Moreover, he also heard that even the Executive Vice Governor Liu Ming treated Master He as a distinguished guest. He was only the deputy director, so it was not embarrassing.

    Fortunately, Secretary Zhang does not believe in Master He. Otherwise, if Secretary Zhang also treats Master He as a god, it will become the biggest joke in the officialdom.

    Dai Jia was thinking wildly and was awakened by Master He's words.

    "Dai Zhongyuan is the life of water, and you are the life of wood. Water produces wood. Once it falls, you become a tree without a source. A tree without a source can also borrow water from other places, and you have deep roots, so you are not lacking in Dai Zhongyuan.  Wang Qianshui." Master He closed his eyes again, "Don't worry, you can pass safely."

    The Dai family was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master He." As he spoke, he quietly placed a thick stack of RMB at Master He's feet.

    The Dai family said goodbye to Master He, feeling extremely comfortable. Dai Zhongyuan could not affect his future. He was getting closer and closer to the threshold of the deputy province. Just when he was thinking happily, the phone rang.

    It¡¯s Zhang Xifeng calling.

    "Dai family, I'm in the capital and can't go back for the time being. Dai Zhongyuan's matter is a bit tricky and I have to deal with it. With you like this, when Wen Yuanhe arrives tomorrow, you can accompany him. You and Ma Chenchen will meet for specific matters.  "

    The Dai family was puzzled: "Secretary Zhang, Wen Yuanhe is the deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee. It is enough for Quan Quan to come forward and wait for the reception. I am the director of the National Taxation Bureau. Isn't it inappropriate to come forward?"

    "Confused, Wen Yuan and Lai Zhiquan, do you think he just wanted to attend Zhen Xiaohe's memorial service? Mu Guofa is about to be transferred. He is here to give a push. You go and keep an eye on him, don't let Guan Yun take advantage of it.  Get closer to Wenyuanhe."

    Dai Jia suddenly realized: "I understand, I will contact the provincial party committee office immediately."

      Just when Dai Zhongyuan was detained and Zhang Xifeng came to Beijing, on an ordinary and extraordinary day, Wen Yuanhe's trip to Yan Province came secretly without even a word of report in the news media.  .

    Wen Yuanhe and his entourage were traveling in a simple car, consisting of only three people. The 44-year-old man was already a senior deputy provincial official, but he only took the secretary of the deputy secretary-general of the provincial party committee with him when traveling. It can be said that he was very low-key.

    The early winter sun shone on the airport. After the plane stopped, the cabin door opened. Wen Yuanhe appeared at the cabin door, smiling and waving to Mu Guofa. Yes, the person sent by the Yan Provincial Committee to pick up the plane was Mu Guo.  Law.

    After not seeing each other for many years, Wen Yuanhe is a hundred times more energetic than Muguofa imagined. Doesn¡¯t it mean that Yuanhe¡¯s life in Fujian Province is not going well, and the situation has always been passive?  In a daze, Muguofa returned to the years when his passion for Wenyuan and Zhiquan was burning. At the beginning, he and Wenyuanhe had the same spirit and similar stances. When Wenyuan and Zhiquan were passive, he gave Wenyuanhe  Selfless help.  Now Wenyuanhe has traveled thousands of miles to attend Zhen Xiaohe's memorial service. Although there are other important things besides attending the memorial service, it also proves that Wenyuanhe cherishes old feelings and is a friend worthy of a lifetime.

    "Yuanhe, you're here." In his excitement, Muguofa forgot the etiquette in the officialdom, took a step forward, and took the initiative to hold Wen Yuanhe's hands, "If we don't meet each other in life, it will be like participating in a business meeting. We will meet again tonight."  What night, let¡¯s share the light of this lamp and candle.¡±

    This sentence made Wen Yuanhe's eyes moist, and the green years flashed before his eyes one by one. He and Mu Guofa were pointing out the country in the fields. When they were hungry in the middle of the night, they went to pick a melon from the field of a fellow villager. The next day  He also asked the clerk to send a dollar to the fellow villagers. He still vaguely remembered that Muguofa took him more than ten miles on a bicycle to inspect the people's sentiments. When he walked to the country road, the summer wind blew and the leaves of the poplar trees rustled too much  The old memories worth remembering, he excitedly held Muguofa's hand tightly: "Guofa, old friend, I'm here to see you - how long can you last when you are young, and your hair is already gray The night rain cuts the spring.  Leek, yellow beam in the new kitchen. The Lord said that it is difficult to meet, and it will take ten cups in one fell swoop"

    Reciting their favorite Du Fu's "A Gift to the Eight Maidens of the Guard", Wen Yuanhe's heart was filled with ups and downs, and it was almost impossible to suppress his inner emotions. If no outsiders were present, he might be able to have the same fun as Muguofa did when he was young.  Laughing, but now he is the deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee after all. In official circles, the etiquette of the scene must be maintained, so he tried to calm down his mood: "Let's talk about it later, Guofa, you have been aggrieved."

    Muguofa's eyes were also wet. He realized his gaffe, let go of Wen Yuanhe's hand, and took a step back: "Yuanhe, you are also aggrieved. We urgently wait for the breeze to kill the summer heat, and then we can have a white dew of the new autumn, sooner or later,  You can achieve great success."

    "The same goes for you." Wen Yuanhe said, sighing slightly, "It's hard to predict things in the world. The breeze and the bright moon look at people coldly. It's rare to talk about old and new things. It's rare to know two or three people Guofa, let's go, go to the Provincial Party Committee first.  After the cutscene, let¡¯s catch up on old times.¡±

    At that time, Mu Guofa and Wen Yuanhe both loved ancient poetry so much that they often answered each other's questions in ancient poetry.  More than ten years have passed, and the friendship has not only not been broken, but is still strong, and they are also rare confidants in the officialdom.

    After getting in the car, Muguofa was still immersed in the past. He remembered the scene where Wen Yuanhe stood at the hatch of the plane and waved, and suddenly remembered something: "Yuanhe, the moment you got off the plane just now, in a daze,  I feel like a national leader is inspecting it, and I guess my feeling will definitely come true.¡±

    "Haha, you can't talk nonsense." Wen Yuanhe shook his head with a smile and changed the subject, "I have been thinking about a question recently. Is it better to rule a country by virtue or by law?"

    "Ruling a country with power is only for the current generation. Ruling a country with profit is not as good as three generations. Ruling a country with virtue is a long-term peace and stability." Mu Guofa nodded and said, "I admire this sentence of the ancients very much."

    "However, the current situation in the country has lost too much on a moral level. I believe that there will be no soil for governing the country with virtue in the next few decades. We must first govern the country with power to bring order to chaos, and then govern the country with profit to lay the foundation. In the hundred years since the founding of the country,  By the time we are 20 years old, it is estimated that we will initially have the conditions to govern the country with virtue." Wen Yuanhe and Muguofa sat side by side in the back seat, running all the way. He was not tired at all, but in high spirits, "Yan and Zhao have many generous and tragic people.  Quanzhou is the starting point of my official career. I have deep feelings for the land of Yanzhao. If one day I really sit in a high position, I will promote the development of Yan Province. When the time comes, how about you becoming my senior adviser?  ?¡±

    "Shall I be a senior ginseng?" Muguofa smiled and shook his head, "I think I am more suitable to be your chief steward."

    "Don't belittle yourself too much, Guofa, you have the potential to become a leading figure in the country." Wen Yuanhe patted Mu Guofa on the shoulder, "That's it, in the future, whether you need me or I need you, we  We all need to support each other and work together.¡±

    "Definitely, definitely." Mu Guofa said firmly.

    ? ?While talking, the car drove into the city, and not long after, it arrived at the Provincial Committee. Just when the car was about to turn into the Provincial Committee, suddenly, a person shot out of the air from the side and appeared in front of the car.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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