The car was galloping on the road, and the night slowly descended, and the rainbows were already shining on the Qing River. In autumn, although the sky was blue and a little hot during the day, there was already a hint of coolness at night.

Wang Ping asked the driver to open the window, and the river wind outside blew in through the window, making his hair a little messy, but he didn't notice it at all.

This road leads to the Rongcheng Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee Compound, and Wang Ping’s destination today is the home of Zhang Qingyun, the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee Compound.

Now the adjustment of the martial arts team has reached the most critical time. Wang Ping had no choice but to find Wei Qiang's line in his helplessness. I hope Wei Qiang can help a little, at least let Zhang Qingyun know Wang Ping's thoughts.

Wang Ping has hardly contacted Zhang Qingyun in recent years, so he has no face to call Zhang Qingyun. Besides, as a person who has experienced hangout in the officialdom, he also knows that it is not possible to rush to cram the Buddha without burning incense.

He just took the initiative to contact Zhang Qingyun, which may leave a bad impression on Zhang Qingyun, and the result would be even worse.

Wei Qiang was very generous. After he knew Wang Ping’s thoughts, he immediately patted the slap and said that he would take Wang Ping to see Zhang Qingyun and have a meal together in the evening. Wang Ping knew the relationship between Wei Qiang and Zhang Qingyun. After he said such words, Wang Ping had no choice but to agree.

But even though he agreed, he was still very nervous. He didn't know what the outcome of this meeting today would be. He hasn't been as nervous as today in recent years.

Speaking of Zhang Qingyun, Wang Ping is so familiar! Zhang Qingyun's earliest image was a young literary youth wearing a white shirt and a green boy. At that time, Li Gang transferred him from the mountain corner to the county.

At that time, Zhang Qingyun and Wang Ping were both apart from each other, but who would have thought that such a big change would happen today more than ten years later? Zhang Ziyun has now become the governor of Jiangnan Province.

It only took Zhang Qingyun, a small shrimp at the bottom of the Jiangnan civil servant, to climb to the top of the Jiangnan civil servant team, for more than ten years, which almost created a legend.

And this legend of earth-shaking changes has caused too much impact on Wang Ping. Wang Ping has always been optimistic about Zhang Qingyun's future, but he never thought that one day Zhang Qingyun would be able to determine his destiny.

Now, the situation of the adjustment of the Wude team is very clear. Zhang Qingyun will play a key role, especially the candidate for the mayor of Wude City may have to respect Zhang Qingyun's opinions. This makes Wang Ping almost unable to bypass Zhang Qingyun. If he wants to make progress, he must nod. There is no other way to give up this.

Under such circumstances, although Wang Ping felt ashamed and shameless, he still had to find a way to shamelessly!

Wei Qiang's car led the way, and the journey was unobstructed. Soon the train entered the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee and arrived at the downstairs of Zhang Qingyun's small building. Wei Qiang got off the car in front and waved to the back.

Wang Ping took a deep breath, the driver opened the door, got out of the car and took out two boxes of things from the trunk of the car to hurriedly follow Wei Qiang.

"Oh, you old Wang is really powerful. I said there is no need to bring things, you just don't give up! I can't take care of the governor's criticism later!" Wei Qiang shook his head and rang the doorbell while he said.

Wang Ping smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's just a little local specialty, it's all special things from Wude and Wuling. It's the taste of the governor's hometown! It's just my wish."

Wei Qiang smiled and stopped talking, but sighed in his heart. He knew who Wang Ping was. Wang Ping was Zhang Qingyun's absolute boss before, and he could imagine how he and Zhang Qingyun got along at that time.

Now looking at Wang Ping's humble smile, everything was completely reversed. Wei Qiang knew Zhang Qingyun's character. He knew that Zhang Qingyun actually didn't like this change because he was a nostalgic person.

In such a situation as Wang Ping, he can be neither humble nor arrogant, and that may leave a better impression on Zhang Qingyun. Wang Ping obviously does not understand this principle.

Of course, Wei Qiang knew that some things were not as simple as what he said, based on Zhang Qingyun's current identity, how many people could be neither humble nor arrogant in front of him?

Zhang Qingyun was at home, and the nursing staff helped him soak his feet. This was a health care project arranged by Zhao Jiayao for Zhang Qingyun himself. Soaking his feet after get off work every day has become a compulsory health care course for Zhang Qingyun.

The ministerial-level officials are equipped with special nutritionists and nurses, as well as one cook, one serviceman and one guard. Zhang Qingyun almost doesn’t have to consider any issues in life. There are special people to help him with everything, and he only needs to care about work.

Zhang Qingyun is gradually adapting to Zi's lifestyle, and his mentality is really the mentality of a high-ranking official, but the treatment he enjoys now seems very mysterious to ordinary people, and his door naturally becomes deeper. Usually, few people in Jiangnan come to his house at this time, not that they don't want to, but that they dare not.

Wei Qiang is a regular visitor here, just like half of the master. He came in and asked someone to help Wang Ping pick up the things without saying hello to Zhang Qingyun. He arranged for someone to pour tea. He asked for a cup of Yihong himself and ordered Wang Ping a cup of Longjing.

"Governor, it's really enjoyable to soak your feet! I feel itchy when I see you soaking. It seems that I will have to develop this good habit tomorrow." Wei Qiang said carelessly, sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Zhang Qingyun did not see Wang Ping because he was looking at the sky, closing his eyes and resting and enjoying the foot massage. Wei Qiang nodded at Wang Ping and pointed to the sofa to let him sit. Wang Ping nodded, as reserved as a child who had never seen the world, sitting on the sofa with only a little bit of his butt, his waist was so straight that it was.

"Um!" Zhang Qingyun snorted without comment, waved his hand to let the nurse help him up. Wang Ping had just sat down and stood up again, and shouted softly: "Hello Governor!"

When Zhang Qingyun saw Wang Ping, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and said, "Secretary Wang? Sit, sit!" He glanced at Wei Qiang angrily and said, "You guy is so sarcastic, saying you bring mysterious guests to have a meal. Who else do I say? Wang's "Shun" is my old "Shun", you are a little unauthentic if you don't explain this in advance!"

He said while letting the care finish his foot bath, put on his slippers and stood up and said, "Sir Wang, let's have a few drinks tonight, and I haven't toasted you for a long time."

Wang Ping never dared to sit down, and Zhang Qingyun's politeness made him even more embarrassed. He was embarrassed and his face turned red.

"Come on, come on, smoke!" Wei Qiang took a box of cigarettes from Zhang Qingyun's coffee table, took one by himself, threw it to Wang Ping and said, "Old Wang, I tell you that only smoking the Supreme Lord of Jiuwu is not a violation of discipline in the governor, and no one is talking about it. If this cigarette is taken outside, it will be very loud now!"

Wang Ping took the cigarette thrown by Wei Qiang. After Wei Qiang's joke, he relaxed a little and began to let go. He realized that Zhang Qingyun had no prejudice against him, but instead was obsessed with the past, which made Wang Ping very excited.

But on the other hand, he was even more blamed for himself. He felt that he had been taking office over the years and turned back. Over the years, Wang Ping had hardly contacted Zhang Qingyun. This was obviously inappropriate, and it could even be said to be incredible.

In fact, in Wang Ping's heart, he did not want to give up Zhang Qingyun's connection. However, after Xie Mingjun fell, Wang Ping encountered too many cold greetings in his career and saw too many cold eyes, so usually he kept a distance from some people he knew in the past.

As for a rising star like Zhang Qingyun, he was worried that Zhang Qingyun would not be able to pass the psychological barrier when he looked at him with glasses. If he didn't contact him this time, he would not contact him in the future. Over time, he would have reached the current situation.

In fact, looking back now, Zhang Qingyun didn't care about this matter at all. He never regarded Wang Ping as a bird of a feather with Xie Mingjun because of Xie Mingjun's problems. However, Wang Ping himself judged a gentleman with a cautious attitude.

The dinner is relatively simple, and strictly speaking it should be healthier. Zhang Qingyun's diet has been light recently and rarely has meat. Today, Wang Ping and the others came here. He asked the kitchen to add a few meat dishes. However, the cooking process of meat is different from the cooking methods of traditional Jiangnan dishes. It is not as greasy and spicy as it is, and the taste is somewhat similar to that of Huaiyang dishes.

Wei Qiang said that he was not used to eating, and he regretted it today! This forced Wang Ping to pretend that he was very delicious. In fact, he was not used to such dishes. He ate the dishes that were difficult to swallow. He ate them in big mouthfuls, and even refused to refuse and swallowed them whole. It was really a bit bitter for him.

Zhang Qingyun complained to Wei Qiang and said with a smile: "I say you guys to eat outside, but you don't listen. I told you, you can't blame me. I'm just a chef now and I can only make this. I'm a little uncomfortable with the taste of flavor at the beginning, but you can appreciate the benefits over time. Such dishes are much healthier than our Jiangnan dishes!"

"The governor said, if we want to say that healthy, our Jiangnan cuisine and Sichuan cuisine are not good. The taste is too heavy and too greasy! However, in your hometown Wude, some dishes are quite different from the mainstream dishes in Jiangnan. For example, Qingshao River Fish is light and delicious, and boiled river fish in the river water has a wonderful and natural flavor. It is really a rare delicacy that combines health and deliciousness!" Wang Ping, who had not interrupted for a long time, finally spoke. His words were so exciting that he actually savored it.
Chapter completed!