Chapter 708 Continue to plan
Then I said a few more words about Mi Xuan's topic. I learned that Mi Xuan is still single now, and it seems that she wants to be single to the end. At the same time, Mi Xuan's business is doing well, and she has more than tens of millions of dollars.
A beautiful woman, a single, beautiful and well-owned woman, Mi Xuan is now estimated to be the best in the eyes of many men, and she doesn't know who can finally harvest Mi Xuan's heart and successfully win the beauty back.
Xia wanted to hang up the girl's phone and went directly to Li Dingshan's office. Coincidentally, Sun Dingguo was talking to Li Dingshan. Xia wanted to come in, so he said affectionately to Sun Dingguo: "Is Sun Ju also here?" As soon as Sun Dingguo saw Xia, he immediately smiled and said, "Xiaoxia, congratulations."
Xia was stunned. He didn't seem to have any good things to congratulate? On second thought, he realized that Sun Dingguo congratulated Cao Yongguo. Sun Dingguo and Cao Yongguo have been good friends for many years. He is sincerely happy that Cao Yongguo will finally enter the threshold of the sub-provincial level.
"Thank you. I'll thank you on behalf of Dad." Xia Xiang said a few polite words and a few gossips by the way. Sun Dingguo also knew the relationship between Xia Xiang and Li Dingshan. I guess he had something to talk about, so he left. Secretary Cao took a step forward, which was indeed a happy event. Li Dingshan said happily, "But Fu Xianfeng has served as mayor, which is not too good news."
Xia thought waved his hand: "Secretary Fu has been promoted to mayor, good and bad. Not to mention the bad side, the good side is that the position of deputy secretary has been vacated..."
Li Dingshan was stunned and immediately realized the meaning of Xia Xiang's words. He smiled: "The time I worked in the position of the Secretary-General is indeed not short. Normally, it is normal to move the position, but Mr. Shi's relationship was exhausted, and I was promoted to the main hall from the right place at that time. Even if Chao It's not easy." It's always a good thing to have a try. If you don't try, there will always be regrets. I support you to try once!" Xia wanted to give Li Dingshan a breather, "Aid you ask Governor Song to sit down with you in the evening?"
Naturally, Li Dingshan had no objection. He personally called Song Chaoxu. As Xia expected, Song Chaodu asked the two to go straight home.
When Xia wanted to come to the municipal party committee, he was accompanied by the driver and secretary. He asked the driver and secretary to go back to the district committee first. He and Li Dingshan took a car to Song Chaoyu's home. When he arrived at Song's house, Song Chaodu had not come back yet, and Song Yifan was at home. And Qiong, the wife of Song Chaodu, is also there.
Xia wanted to know Song Chao for a long time, and it was the first time to meet Zhang Qiong. Zhang Qiong and Song Yifan look very similar, and they look like mother and daughter. She was quite tall, and Song Yifan was no longer short. She stood together before reaching her eyes. It seems that Song Yifan can't grow up to be her mother. Zhang Qiong welcomed the arrival of the two, with a faint expression. Although she also had a smile, she was not eager at all.
Li Dingshan and Zhang Qiong knew each other, said a few words politely, and then sat on the sofa in the living room with Xia Xiang and waited.
Song Yifan seemed to be very restrained in front of his mother. When he saw Xia Xiang, he just smiled secretly, but he did not dare to drag Xia Xiang's arm forward. Although Xia Xiang had seen it for a long time, she couldn't help coming over to talk, but Zhang Qiong always had a cold and hot expression, and Song Yifan
It can be seen that the mother-daughter relationship between Zhang Qiong and Song Yifan, who have a lot of intellectual temperament, is not very intimate. On the contrary, there is a faint sense of alienation. Song Yifan did not have much affection for Zhang Qiong except for a natural awe. Maybe it's the reason for less separation. After sitting for a while, Song Chaodu came back.
When Song Chaodu entered the door, Zhang Qiong went out on the pretext of having something to do. As soon as Zhang Qiong said, the atmosphere at home immediately became active. Song Yifan couldn't wait to sit next to Xiaxiang, hugged Xiaxiang's arm and spit out his tongue: "Brother Xia, don't you like my mother I don't like her either. She has a straight face and no smile every day. Even if you laugh, it's very fake. It's still in charge of things, and it's annoying. If she sees me holding your arm, she will criticize and educate me for at least half an hour. To put it small, it is said that girls should have self-esteem and self-love. To put it in a big way, it can involve the happiness of a lifetime and the future of mankind... The relationship between me and her is almost a hostile relationship between class enemies. The generation gap is so big that it has exceeded the depth of the Mariana Trench!"
Song Chaodu laughed and scolded: "How can I speak ill of my mother behind my daughter's back? Your mother needs work. After a long time, she will be indifferent to others. In fact, she is cold-hearted. Do you think it's as simple as you, and you have to laugh endlessly to think it's good for you?
"Hay!" Song Yifan fought back mercilessly against Song Chaodu's accusation, "What does it mean to laugh endlessly is good for people? When do you want Xia to smile? But I just think he is kind and sincere to people. Dad, your current governor just needs to lead others. Just spare your daughter. You don't need me as a soldier. Don't tell me the truth in the future." What nonsense are you talking about? Song Chaodu couldn't laugh or cry, "No matter how many people I lead, you only have a precious daughter. Who will I teach you?" Song Yifan pouted, ignored the Song Dynasty, and whispered in Xia's ear.
Song Yifan wore a plush home clothes and felt very good. She looked like a teddy bear. Although she was indeed a big girl, she was always like a little girl in Xia Xiang's eyes.
Xia wanted to talk and laugh with Song Yifan, picked up a few important answers to the strange questions she asked, and all the others got through, which made Song Yifan very dissatisfied. He also accused Xia of not coming to see her once in the New Year, and obviously did not take her seriously.
In response to Song Yifan's accusation, Xia wanted to answer with a smile. What she said was, and she couldn't have the same knowledge as her. Girls and women have one thing in common, that is, they are unreasonable. If they are reasonable, you are the same.
Song Yifan saw that Xia wanted to be thunderless. You praised him, and he smiled. You blamed him, but he still smiled and lost his temper. He pushed Xia with grievance: "I ignore you, like a wooden man, it's not fun at all."
Brother Song had long legs and a thin waist. When he left, his back had begun to show a graceful state. Xia wanted to sigh slightly. The girl grew up fast, and the former Lori was about to grow into a big girl 7 0
It's better to be a man. A girl only has Lori for two or three years, while a man can be an uncle for many years.
However, there is no evil meaning in Xia's thoughts. In his eyes, Song Yifan is so cute that he is not allowed to have any male and female thoughts about her. He just feels that Song Yifan is like a balloon. When he first met her, he was still a little Lori. Now In a blink of an eye, it has grown into a complete big loli.
Song Chaodu and Li Dingshan still laughed at Song Yifan's dependence on Xia Xiang, just to ask what whispered between the two. Later, Song Chaodu actually offered to eat out, which shocked Xia Xiang, because since Xia wanted to know him, he seemed to have been eating at home.
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