Zhang Lang's father-in-law also attended the high-level meeting.

But in such a meeting, he had no say, so he could only look at the three red lines painted by Deng Gong on the wall.

Or he was shocked by Mr. Deng's big deal.

The Beijing-Guangzhou Line planned by Mr. Deng left the capital, passed through Inner Mongolia, Ningxia, Gansu, Sichuan, Guizhou, and Guangxi and finally arrived in Yangcheng. This is not the end. Mr. Deng also set up an extension line for Jingguanggao, and Yangcheng is only Pengcheng.

According to the line painted by Deng Gong, this Beijing-Guangzhou line alone cannot be blocked by 10,000 kilometers.

This is the Beijing-Guangzhou Line, which directly spared most of China.

The Beijing-Shanghai Line and the Beijing-Haxi Line are slightly better, so Mr. Deng is probably a little embarrassed to continue taking a detour.

The Beijing-Shanghai Line is more regular and goes out of the capital, passing through Tianjin, Shandong, Henan, Anhui, Zhejiang and finally to Shanghai.

As for the Beijing-Harbin Line, no matter how it goes, it can be circled in the three northeastern provinces.

In this way, the three lines painted by Deng Gong totaled more than 15,000 kilometers.

If Zhang Lang saw the route of the three highways painted by Deng Gong, it would probably not be a depressed problem, but he vomited blood directly.

Mr. Deng’s battle of Qiu Feng is more ruthless than some people.

It’s just that Deng Gong was doing open conspiracies, unlike some people who specialize in conspiracy.

Therefore, although Mr. Deng’s request is a bit embarrassing, it will not arouse Zhang Lang’s disgust.

The meeting was over soon. Mr. Deng was in high spirits and joked at Tang Jiwen: "Xiao Tang, seeing you smiling so ugly, are you feeling sorry for your son-in-law?

Or are you blamed for calculating your son-in-law?”

"No! It is something that a Communist Party member should do if he can contribute to the country's development.

I was just a little surprised. I never knew that the small village chief in the mountain village could be what he is today.

I feel happy from the bottom of my heart. I am happy for Xiao Zhang. It is his pride to be plotted against him!" Tang Jiwen hurriedly stood up to explain.

"Okay, don't be nervous. Your son-in-law is much better than you! He is never nervous when facing me!" Mr. Deng lit a cigarette and patted Tang Jiwen's arm with a smile.

"As for calculating Xiao Zhang, I have no choice. Who makes our country poor?

Our country has released a Xiao Zhang. For the sake of national exhibition, I can only be this evil person.

This is just like when we were on the battlefield, the generals who were always able to fight and could win the battle.

Why?

Because he would always be beaten by his superiors, and take away the spoils they had seized with great effort and distribute them to other brothers' troops!" Mr. Deng took the example of the War of Resistance Against Japan with great emotion.

"Haha... Old Deng was deeply touched! Old Deng was the general who was beaten the most Qiu Feng..."

"So Old Deng has a deep experience in beating Qiufeng!"

Several old consultants in the conference room also came forward and laughed in a funny way.

These old advisory committee members were all generals of the same period as Mr. Deng.

The atmosphere is very warm today, and they are a little excited about the upcoming highway.

In addition, they are all old-fashioned, so they are not under any pressure to joke with Mr. Deng.

"The saddest thing back then was Lao Deng. He felt sorry for his trophy that he had been beaten by Qiu Feng, and on the other hand, he had to stand up to do the job of Lao Liu and his commanders and soldiers." Old Sun smiled and said a fair word.

"You guys are so embarrassed to say that the bad guys asked me to do it back then. You guys are all waiting to eat ready-made ones!" Mr. Deng pointed at Old Sun and cursed.

"Haha! This is called "Energy"! We have not taken your spoils in vain!

Those victories are our reward.”

"Yes! Do you think I'm so happy to take your spoils?

I scolded them more than once, and when will you let me experience the feeling of being beaten by my superiors!”

"You are just taking advantage of the situation! Okay, I won't get involved with you anymore. I'm going to be a bad guy!" Mr. Deng walked out of the conference room with a smile.

Mr. Deng went to call Zhang Lang and built these three highways, and the cost was not small.

When fighting Qiufeng, you have to notify your master.

This is not a spoil from the War of Resistance Against Japan. People can be sent to transport them away directly. Zhang Lang’s money is abroad. Without his consent, no matter how capable he is, he will not get a penny.

At this time, Zhang Lang was talking to his grandfather, grandfather and his father.

The main thing is that his grandfather and grandpa will talk about it, and he will listen.

It is about the recent events in the village, including interesting stories about the villagers' livelihood and the recent exhibitions in the village.

"Sir, the phone in your study has rang!" The Filipino maid came over to report to him.

"Grandpa, grandpa, dad, you guys do it first, I'll answer the phone!" There must be something important to call his study.

"Hey, I am Zhang Lang, who?"

"Comrade Xiao Zhang..."

"Go! You haven't had a rest yet after so late, you have worked so hard!"

"It's hard to be a family in a country! I just finished the meeting and had a meeting on building highways!

At the meeting, we set up the Gaolu Office, where I personally served as the office director.

But the comrades have a lot of differences!

We so-called heads are the children of the people of the whole country.

People across the country are our parents. If there are too many parents, they will have a headache when they are children. You say that the palms and backs of your hands are flesh..." Mr. Deng said a lot on the phone.

If it were someone else, Zhang Lang would have hung up the phone, but the one who called Deng Gong, one of his most respected people, no matter how impatient Zhang Lang was, he could only listen quietly.

"We held a meeting and studied these three highways for three days, and finally agreed on the opinions just now!

The Beijing-Guangzhou Line, leaving the capital, passing through Inner Mongolia, Ningxia, Gansu, Sichuan, Guizhou, Guangxi, and finally arrived in Yangcheng..."

"Ahem...hem!"

After hearing Mr. Deng's words, Zhang Lang almost choked to death by saliva.

"Chang, are you sure you are talking about Jingguanggao?

Instead of the southwest high?"

"Ringsouthwest High? This name is also good! Comrade Xiao Zhang, you young people are still smart. I agree, just call it Ringsouth High!" Deng Gongshun's skill in pole climbing is definitely at the level of a master.

He has learned the essence of Thick Black Learning.

"Chang, Da Qiufeng didn't say that he had demolished his warehouse!

Even if we cut wool, we can't kill the sheep and cut the wool, right?" Zhang Lang protested with a wry smile.

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, you are not allowed to say this. It is the obligation of every Communist Party member and the honor of the Communist Party member!

How can it be said to be wool cut?

You also need to understand my difficulties. The palms and backs of hands are fleshy. How do you think I will choose?

I know that you slashed a hind leg on the Japanese and Americans this time!

If you eat meat yourself, you must not forget that there are still many places in our country that cannot eat!

I have always emphasized that the advanced drives the backward, and you should think about how earth-shaking changes these three highways will bring to the country.

The country will not forget your contribution..." Mr. Deng is definitely experienced in fighting the autumn wind.

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