Chapter 1109: 1085. Try sweet potato chips
To be honest, the leader felt a bit uneasy.
Couldn’t really pinpoint what was awkward, but it was definitely awkward. Yet, Wang Sen saw himself as an ambitious leader, making sweeping changes and setting nurous demands since taking office.
Whether the results were good or bad, let’s not talk about that for now, but his desire to develop the local economy was undeniable.
At this mont, the Song family before him, including the internet celebrity Qiaoqiao, was already the leading influencer in the region!
Since he was already here, he politely smiled: “Looks like we’re having quite the lively ti here!”
“Indeed!” Secretary Xiaozu eagerly led him into the courtyard: “Those dogs just now were retired dogs brought back from the provincial capital, and those young people ca specifically to visit from the fire and ard police systems…”
Upon hearing this, the leader understood.
He was even a bit pleasantly surprised—several retired dogs with formal mbers specifically visiting, it showed that this family had strong connections!
Nice, nice!
anwhile, Wu Lan brought two cups of tea—using special high-quality tea, all bud tips, with that refreshing scent even in the dead of winter!
It seed to isolate the rich aroma of the at and vegetables in the courtyard.
Now the leader was genuinely interested: “This tea…”
“Hogrown, hogrown!” Wu Lan quietly observed the leader before her, her face glowing with excitent… Oh my, the big leader is here, let’s take a photo together later and hang it at ho, it would be so prestigious!
In the next mont, Song Sancheng brought over a plate of snacks: “Here. Leader, let’s have a little bite first, the al will be served soon.”
The leader fell into a peculiar silence for a mont.
Well, the enthusiasm was genuine, the simplicity seed genuinely simple, but that plate of rice sticks, popped rice, sweet potato chips, and chestnuts…
Eating this, with the dia present, wasn’t this a bit lacking in decorum?
Secretary Xiaozu nearly burst into laughter!
But you can’t bla Song Sancheng for not thinking of anything else, truth was that all the fried crisp leaves had nearly run out after being eaten by dozens of people, now what was served was already decent.
She quickly tried to push the platter further away.
Unexpectedly, as she moved, the leader moved too.
The farr had already brought it up, so the leader quickly reached out with a smile—a brief hesitation, and finally he picked a piece that looked safe and decent, a sun-dried, twisted sweet potato chip:
“Thank you for your efforts, let
see, oh wow! This is the sweet potato chip from our childhood!”
Everyone praised, and no one bothered to question if the leader really ate this in his childhood, as his hotown wasn’t even here.
Only the local secretary wanted to speak but hesitated—if mory served, these grayish-yellow, hard, twisted sweet potato chips were not very good—
“!”
In the next mont, when the sweet potato chip went into his mouth, the leader’s expression turned grim.
Why was this stuff different from the previous soft and sweet orange-colored sweet potato chips?! Why was it so hard?!
Now that it’s in his mouth, what was he to do? Spit it out?
It was clear that his cheek was bulging, as he turned to look at his dazed secretary, both of them apparently facing the biggest dilemma in their careers!
In the nick of ti, Secretary Xiaozu promptly handed over a tissue: “Leader, you seem to have a bit of a cough, is it too cold outside? Co, co, co inside where it’s warm!”
Saying this, she squeezed past the dia on the side.
The leader accepted the tissue, pressed it against his mouth, and indeed coughed lightly twice before putting it down and discreetly threw it toward the trash bin by the living room door.
In the next mont, Secretary Xiaozu blocked the door and whispered: “Perhaps the crew doesn’t need to co in right now…”
How could this be?
They still needed to shoot the al scene later!
The leader was taken aback: “Why?”
Secretary Xiaozu hesitated for a mont: “What I an is, this living room isn’t big enough to set many tables, bringing equipnt in might affect serving the food…”
What’s the matter with that!
The leader, holding the teacup, started feeling quite at ease: “We need to have the pig slaughter feast together to feel the excitent! I say, we shouldn’t even set tables inside, let’s all eat outside together!”
Saying this, he felt rather personable, and even slightly smiled.
The next mont, they heard soone say: “That’s not appropriate, Xiaowang, you go outside, we’re getting old and would rather have so peace, it’s too lively outside!”
Who?
The leader and the secretary both turned their heads, and then stood up instantly as if they were on springs:
“!!!”
No way! What was going on with this family?!
They just said Wo Jing and others ca for the retired dogs, why not ntion it was for Governor of Ning Province’s security work?!
This was really too much!
Moreover, looking at the person leaning back on the sofa silently earlier, it was clear they were waiting for him!
Turns out, after the sweet potato chip, the biggest career setback was right here!
…
Actually, Cong Yun also didn’t want to say these words.
As a leader who had strived through hard tis, he didn’t really care where to eat.
But even if he didn’t care, he couldn’t ignore the old tirs’ winks and signals across…!
For the elders, having the feast outdoors was lively, but with caras everywhere, they couldn’t indulge in eating so strawberries, drinking a little wine, and having a smoke inside…
How could they go out?!
They had to hide in the house!
It’s true, they didn’t recognize this city leader, but Xiaocong surely did, let Xiaocong speak!
And wasn’t Xiaocong speaking up now?
Truth be told, he also had grievances—this Xiaowang, coming here, of course, but why the last-minute arrival! It’s already half past eleven, and the al isn’t served yet, he was getting famished waiting… Starving!
…
At this mont, rely overwheld by pre-New Year’s tasks, city leader Wang Sen found himself utterly helpless.
He looked at the low-key and unassuming provincial… in charge, then at the familiar-looking Director Wang beside him, forcing a smile on his face:
“Yes, yes, yes, you’re right. I enjoy the liveliness, I’ll accompany everyone later, and you rest more here…”
Saying this, he felt bitter inside: What’s the deal with all this?!
With so many people inside, the leader didn’t want to make a scene, and he dared not say much either, so he just mumbled like that.
Looking around—those bustling and tidying up tables must be this family’s relatives, and the three tables prepared inside must be for the leader and the family’s elders…
Also, those few standing tall with a familiar aura and secrecy…
Huh?
Wang Sen suddenly found himself puzzled, glancing again at those elders—none familiar.
But there was an inexplicable feeling of unease in his heart.
The next mont, one of the elders downed the tea and handed the cup to a young man nearby: “Pour so more.”
The provincial head imdiately intervened, speaking with thoughtful concern:
“Elder, let’s have tea later, otherwise it’ll affect sleep, also, there’s pig liver soup at noon, reserve your stomach for that…”
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