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As expected, Song Mingzheng came in behind me, holding a box of cigarettes in his hand. He opened it, handed me one, took one out himself, lit it up, and then handed the lighter over to me.

Of course, I couldn't expect him to give me a cigarette. It was already a great honor to hand me a cigarette.

Song Mingzheng took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then looked at me with a friendly gaze: "We've met a few times, you're called Jiang Feng right?"

"Me? Liu Yue and I, we are... " Just as I was about to tell them about my relationship with Liu Yue, I suddenly remembered that this was a forbidden area, and my relationship with Liu Yue could not be known to anyone. Thus, I hurriedly thought to myself, "We are colleagues, Director Liu is my old director, and I am a soldier brought by Director Liu …"

"Oh …" That... Then how did you... Why is it in her house? " Song Mingzheng stared closely into my eyes.

"Oh …" Director Song worries too much, I can avoid answering your question, because I have no obligation to answer it, because Director Liu has nothing to do with you right now, but in order to make your heart more open, I have to tell you. "I smoked two cigarettes, grabbed a handful of snow, formed a snowball in my hand, and weighed it in my hand," Director Liu has been transferred, her dorm has entrusted his colleagues in the office to take turns cleaning and cleaning, so I slept in the living room after watching TV. Also, coincidentally, these two times, the people in the Department only have me free, so Director Liu caught me off guard and came to visit Ni Ni … "I hope you do not think too much …"

I said "Director Liu" so easily, casually, casually, and carelessly. Song Mingzheng couldn't help but nod his head, and the expression on his face became vivid: "Oh … Hehe … Reporter Jiang, thank you. How about we go to the house together for a drink before leaving? "

I know that Song Mingzheng has let go of the burden in his heart. Although Liu Yue is no longer my woman, she definitely still has Liu Yue in his heart.

They were all men, men's thoughts. If it were another way of thinking, it could be understood and imagined.

What happened later on proved that my guess was not wrong, and in Song Mingzheng's heart, he had always deeply loved Liu Yue. As for why he and the current Ni Ni's mother never gave birth to a child, I only found out afterwards.

"Thank you Director Song. No, I still have things to do!" I'm not interested in drinking with Song Mingzheng at all.

"Oh …" "That's fine too, come to our Department of Health to help spread the news another day, our health system has a lot of things to advertise …" Song Mingzheng invited them again.

I looked at Song Mingzheng, and when he talked about his work, I suddenly sympathized with him. This director of Song Mingzheng is actually really useless, even though he's the bureau chief, but he's not the head.

This was a rare occurrence in various government units. The director was the second in command, while the secretary was the first in command. Just because the Secretary General was the Deputy Secretary General of the City, the Secretary General became the leader of the Department of Health.

The bureau chief wasn't strong, so the few larger hospital principals didn't bother him. In an interview, I personally saw the old principal of the People's Hospital talking to Song Mingzheng, with the look of a teacher educating his students, but not one of my eyes was looking at Song Mingzheng as his superior.

These days, the hospitals were all fat to the point of overflowing with oil. Although the Department of Health was the bureau in charge, but they were poor to the point of ringing the bell. These hospitals did not care about the bureau in charge at all, even though they acted very respectful on the surface.

Furthermore, Song Mingzheng was born as a secretary, and did not know much about business. He was followed by a few leaders, and even if the went back, without any backers, without any experience in basic management, they would not be able to get the respect of the directors. As for the secretary of the Party committee, he had climbed up step by step from the town to play with people and power. He had a lot of connections, had strong qualifications, and was very confident in his words.

I had long known of Song Mingzheng's embarrassing situation, but I still politely replied him, "Alright, Director Song, as long as you need it, there won't be a problem!"

Then, Song Mingzheng took the initiative to extend his hand.

I held out my hand.

The two men's hands were clasped together for the second time. The first time was when Ni Ni was hospitalized.

I didn't know how much Song Mingzheng believed in what I had said today, nor did I know that Song Mingzheng still held some hostility and contempt towards me in his heart. However, at this moment, in my heart, Song Mingzheng does not care about me nor does he care about his enemies.

At that time, I really didn't think highly of Song Mingzheng. I felt that he was in an extremely awkward situation, that his current County level was so f * cking useless. It wasn't until a few years later when Song Mingzheng personally sent those principals who didn't order him to prison and monopolized everything until I found out how powerful Song Mingzheng was, and found out that I had underestimated him!

After shaking hands with Song Mingzheng, just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard Ni Ni's childish struggling and crying voice from inside the house: "I don't want a big doll, I don't want a little mother. I want mother, I want to kiss mother …"

My heart ached, and my eyes couldn't help but moisten. I couldn't help but want to go in and pick Ni Ni up and tell her: "Mom really misses Ni Ni, Mommy really loves Ni Ni. Big Brother is the same as Mommy, both love Ni Ni …"

However, looking at the expression in Song Mingzheng's eyes, logic finally controlled my emotions. I knew that I could not arouse any of his suspicions in front of Song Mingzheng, and I did not care if Liu Yue's relationship with me was made known to the world, but Liu Yue did care, so I had to be responsible for him.

Thus, I smiled at Song Mingzheng and clenched my teeth as I turned to leave.

After walking far away, Ni Ni's wails still lingered in my ears …

On the way, I received a message from Chen Jing: Quickly return to the newspaper, your parents are here.

Seeing Chen Jing's call, I became anxious. God, what are these two ancestors doing here?

As I hurried back, my heart was filled with speculation, apprehension, and uneasiness. Of course, I was also mentally prepared for the possible storm.

After rushing back to the newspaper, I threw down my bicycle and ran upstairs. Since Chen Jing had called me from her office, then my parents would definitely be in Office.

Today was the weekend, and it was also noon. Usually, no one was in Office, so it was estimated that Chen Jing had to work overtime in her office.

In one breath, he ran to the office and pushed open the door. Sure enough, his parents were sitting on the sofa at the center of the office, holding two cups of steaming hot tea in front of him. Chen Jing was currently smiling and talking to his parents.

"Father, Mother, when did you come?" Why didn't you inform me in advance? " I gasped as soon as I walked in the door.

Seeing me, my parents' restraint disappeared, and their expressions relaxed. They stood up and said, "Your father and I have just arrived. We don't have a phone here, so why should we talk to you about it?" "So we took a bus to the river, and came here after asking around. We were standing guard at the gate, but coincidentally, this girl came over and brought us here. It really was a great loss on your daughter …"

The lady pointed at Chen Jing.

Chen Jing was sitting there looking at me with a smile. "Hey, don't thank me.

I smiled and turned to my parents. "Father, Mother, are you still eating lunch? Let's go eat! "

"Yes, I ate. Earlier, Little Chen's daughter led us to your unit's cafeteria. We finished eating!" Dad put in.

"Oh …" I looked at Chen Jing again and my stomach growled. Only now did I remember that I hadn't eaten yet.

Chen Jing suddenly took out a lunchbox from the cupboard under her desk and handed it over to me. "Hey, uncle and aunty have finished eating. This is for you, eat it while it's hot.

"Yi, how can I accept this!" I politely accepted it and opened the lunchbox. A fragrant aroma wafted into my nose.

"There's no need to be polite, let's eat first. I'll accompany Uncle and Aunt to chat." Chen Jing said with a smile.

I stopped being polite and wolfed down my food.

"Eat slowly, no one is going to steal from you!" Chen Jing said gently and stood up. She walked to my table and took my cup of water, poured a cup for me and placed it in front of me: "Drink some water!"

"Sorry to keep you busy!" I said politely as I ate.

My parents watched Chen Jing and I from the side, not saying a word, as if they were shocked by our intimate friendship.

After that, I continued to eat, and Chen Jing and Father and Mother continued to eat.

As someone from the Party Newspaper Reporter, after a long time, he had mastered one skill, and that was to be able to adapt well to whatever he or he said. For example, Chen Jing, I know that the people who came into contact with him were all senior officials in the provincial government. From the village head to the village branch, to the village head, even to the old farmers and the professionals who raise chickens, they are all very familiar with each other.

Sure enough, Chen Jing and my parents came to report every single detail of how much they spent on their family's several acres of orchards, their varieties, their prices, and their costs.

Seeing the three of them chatting excitedly, I couldn't help but praise Chen Jing a little and pay great attention to a stranger's face.

After dinner, I picked up my parents' bags. "Dad, Mom, let's go to my dorm to rest!"

His parents stood up and said goodbye to Chen Jing. They then pulled Chen Jing's hand and said, "Little Chen, if you have time, go play with me. Come to my house to be a guest, okay …"