The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei suddenly woke up, and a faint fragrance entered his nose, not the fragrance of perfume, but the fragrance of a girl.

He immediately reacted, and what he was holding was An Ran.

Yang Fei got up and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

Asked An Ran again: "How are you?"

An Ran touched his forehead, blushed, and said, "It's okay."

Seeing her blushing face, Yang Fei suddenly remembered a sentence: "Girls don't have rouge, and her face is only red for the people she likes."

Ma Feng said: "Fly less, the road ahead has collapsed."

Xiang Qiao patted his heart, and said in shock: "Fortunately, Master Ma has good skills and brakes in time!"

Yang Fei said, "Collision?"

He looked outside through the car window, and he saw the hillside in front of him. It collapsed a big chunk, and the front of the car crashed into the earth, almost pressing on the body!

Yang Fei was also taken aback and pushed the door to get out of the car.

The mouse and others had already come to the side, and they all cried out a fluke.

Jiang Ziqiang's car was behind, and he got out of the car and walked over. Seeing this, he frowned and said, "This is really absurd! This is a national highway. How is the Jixi area maintained?"

Yang Fei looked at the mountain and said, "Jishi has been experiencing heavy rains all this time."

Jiang Ziqiang said, "There is a lot of rain in the spring, but this is not the reason for the collapse, right? Look at this mountain, which is bare and as clean as a monk's head."

Yang Fei said, "I watched the news a while ago. During the Ching Ming Festival, Jixi went to the grave and there were many big fires. The bushes on this mountain were burned down at first sight."

Jiang Ziqiang shook his head and said, "When we went home last year, we were all fine here. I also told Xiao Jia that the mountains in my hometown are really verdant!"

Jiang Xiaojia said: "Brother Yang Fei, are you okay? I was worried about you just now."

Yang Fei touched her head: "Brother is okay."

Jiang Ziqiang said: "I called the Jixi area and asked them to send someone to clean it up urgently."

There are not many cars going to and from Jixi. The landslide only blocked half of the road. The cars can still pass by one side carefully.

Yang Fei groaned: "Brother Jiang, Jixi is now in charge of Wang Haijun. I guess he hasn't opened up the situation after he came to Jixi, so he can't take care of this."

As soon as Jiang Ziqiang heard this, he knew what Yang Fei meant. He said in a slow tone, "I'm not a big leader, I can't control a lot of this. Forget it, let's go!"

Because Yang Fei has investments in Jixi, he pays special attention to news on Jixi.

Yang Fei almost knew what happened to Jixi.

The so-called one leaf knows autumn.

Through these little things, Yang Fei can also observe the warm and cold political situation in Jixi area.

Wang Haijun’s promotion was a happy event, but the situation in Jixi area was too complicated. After he came, he was trapped in a huge vortex, and he couldn't use his fists at all.

What's the specific situation? Yang Fei still doesn't know. He and Wang Haijun haven't seen each other for a while.

We talked for a while, smoked a cigarette, and when the traffic over there was a little clearer, we got in the car and drove carefully through the collapsed intersection.

The car has entered the Jixi area, and there is still 30 kilometers away from the city.

Yang Fei was completely sleepy, and smiled at An Ran: "It was really hard for you just now. I have never slept so deeply."

An Ran hummed: "You only worked hard last night, right!"

Yang Fei sighed: "Yes."

Seeing An Ran didn't get out of the car just now, he suddenly woke up and asked, "Are you paralyzed?"

An Ran smiled bitterly: "I can't move. My legs are the same as my own."

Yang Fei said, "You can wake me up."

An Ran smiled shyly and did not speak.

Looking at her profile, a certain string in Yang Fei's heart suddenly moved.

She was so valiant, she also had such a gentle and considerate side.

As the car entered the city, Ma Feng said, "Fly less, someone in front of us waved us to stop."

Yang Fei said: "With so many cars, how do you know it's waving at us?"

Ma Feng said: "It can't be wrong, someone rushed over to stop the car."

An Ran was surprised: "Car bandits and road tyrants, won't commit crimes against the wind, right? Now is the period of the nationwide crackdown."

Ma Feng had pulled over and stopped, and said, "It's not a road fighter. It seems to be - Wang Haijun is here."

Yang Fei said, before he could pull the car door, the car door was already opened.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Yang Feiyang from the provincial capital?" a white-faced man about 30 years old asked politely.

"I am Yang Fei."

"Mr. Yang, hello, I am the secretary of Leader Wang, my name is Liu Tianming, and you just call me Xiaoming."

"Secretary Liu, hello." Yang Fei got out of the car and saw Wang Haijun striding over.

To be honest, Yang Fei was still a little moved when he saw this scene.

Before he came, he only informed Wang Haijun that he was going to Jixi to investigate, but he didn't expect Wang Haijun to meet him at the intersection in person.

Chinese people are most particular about welcoming and sending them, and there is a complicated set of etiquette.

People of any grade, where to greet and where to deliver, are all said.

Yang Fei is not a big leader. Before he came, he didn't say that Jiang Ziqiang would come with him, and even Jiang Ziqiang would not be able to be the Wang Haijun.

Wang Haijun stretched out his hands and said with a smile on his face: "Comrade Yang Fei, it's been a long time! I'm looking forward to you."

Yang Fei laughed and said, "Good leadership, I'm here to disturb you."

Wang Haijun said sternly: "I'm not happy when you say this. Aside from official business, our personal friendship is also good. Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from afar?"

Yang Fei felt that Wang Haijun was really happy, and he said with joy: "You are my old leader. I went to your house for New Year's greetings during the Spring Festival. As a result, you were not at home, only Aunt Liu was here."

Wang Haijun said: "I heard him say, she also said, you are too polite, you have brought so many specialties."

The two exchanged greetings, and Wang Haijun invited Yang Fei into his car.

Yang Fei talked about what happened on the road.

Wang Haijun looked shocked: "What happened? Oh~www.ltnovel.com~ Fortunately in misfortune! Comrade Yang Fei, you are truly a lucky person!"

Yang Fei asked, "How's the situation in Jixi? It's been a while since the leader came here, I think he has already made a big splash?"

A frustration flashed in Wang Haijun’s eyes, and he said faintly: “Liuhu fluttered with self-pity, and had been away from Beijing for more than ten years. Her husband was poor and should not be enough. He met today and has no money for alcohol.”

This is the second verse in Gao Shi's "Beyond Dong Da".

Everyone is familiar with the first song. Mo Chou has no confidant in the way ahead, and no one knows the king.

Friends bid farewell. The first song expresses infinite pride, but the second song is so realistic that people sigh.

Wang Haijun's quotation of this poem at this moment shows that his state of mind is at a match with Gao Chengchu's frustration.

Yang Fei came this time to finalize the final investment matters, and the support of local leaders played a key role in the project.

Will Wang Haijun’s frustration in official career affect Yang Fei’s investment?