Chapter 35 Chen Zhiyuan's Condition

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  Li Jian Shu stared at the people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Recently, in order to reopen the store, he had been dealing with these people non-stop, smiling and flattering them like a fool, sending gifts left and right, but these officials all looked so upright and proper, speaking in an official tone that sent shivers down his spine, spouting nonsense for hours on end, but ultimately only conveying one message: opening the store was not allowed.

  But these bureaucrats became three Sunzi, smiling and fawning on Li Jian Shu, making excuses such as dereliction of duty, subordinates not understanding, etc., which were very smooth. In short, the closure of this store had nothing to do with them, it was all done by some unfortunate ghost under their command.

  This scene was clearly seen by Chen Zhiyuan from a distance, it seems that Zhao Ningyuan was exploded with unknown times of chrysanthemum yesterday, this fire is not dare to sprinkle on me, all sprinkled on those unlucky eggs opposite.

  Song Weiqing had his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly narrowed, but his pupils kept scanning Chen Zhiyuan's body from time to time. Judging from this situation, it was definitely these people who were in charge of sealing off the store at that time. But now, these individuals all came to curry favor with him, and this kid had some means.

  Chen Zhiyuan saw the seal on the shop door being removed and turned to Song Weiqing beside him: "Uncle Song, please!"

  Song Weiqing looked at Chen Zhiyuan with a profound gaze and smiled: "The young man has some skills!"

  "It's just a small trick, let's go!" Chen Zhīyuǎn also didn't bother with courtesy and took the lead in walking ahead.

  Song Muqing, who was standing beside him, heard his father and Chen Zhiyuan's two sentences that didn't match each other and felt puzzled in her heart. She asked: "Dad, what riddle are you guys talking about?"

  Song Weiqing laughed and said, "Nothing, I hope this kid has some skills in roasting lamb. If the food is not good, I'll ask that kid, what does 'bald', 'big belly' and 'lecherous man' mean?"

  The small officials at the door are still smiling and pretending to be friendly with Li Jian Shu, but they are actually very annoyed. They had closed down this shop because of your orders, Zhao Shao, and now you're scolding them like idiots, telling them to open it up again before noon. It's like their house is on fire and they have to rush over. You, Zhao Shao, have a good father who can just hang up the phone and not care, but they can't do that. This Li Jian Shu must be very powerful if he can make you, Zhao Shao, open up this shop despite your initial refusal. They are afraid of offending him, but they're not afraid of offending us. Back then, they had hit someone in the face, and now they have to stick their face out and let that person hit them again. This is really like Zhu Bajie looking into a mirror - it's just not right!

  Among these people, someone has sharp eyes and sees Song Weiqing walking over. Although Song Weiqing was messed with by Zhao Jianguo and had no right to speak in Lin City, he still held the title of Municipal Party Secretary. A dead camel is bigger than a horse, and this dead camel Song Weiqing is not something that these small ants in the official circle can compare to.

  That man saw Song Weiqing was really rushing to this store, and he quickly put down Li Jian's book and ran to Song Weiqing's side with a smile: "Secretary Song is good!"

  Song Weiqing didn't recognize the little shrimp, smiled and said "Hello!" then continued walking in.

  The remaining small bureaucrats also realized that the person about to enter the store was Municipal Party Secretary Song Weiqing, and they were all a bit frightened. After making a big fuss, it turned out that this boss had Municipal Party Secretary as his backer! Damn it, Zhao Ningyuan had used them as pawns! You gods can fight among yourselves, but why drag us small fries into it? Now, Zhao Ningyuan has run away with his tail between his legs, and the few of them have offended Song Weiqing. Their official hats are going to be finished! But at this point, in order to save their own skins, they first tried to placate Song Weiqing, hoping that he would magnanimously not take it out on them.

  Several people were thinking in the same way, scolding Zhao Ningyuan to death in their hearts, while praising Song Weiqing as if Judge Bao was still alive. Listening to Chen Zhiyuan's disgusting words, these sons of bitches' flattering skills can be called the master of a generation.

  Song Weiqing didn't know these people either, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then entered the shop. Those small officials also wanted to follow him in, but were stopped by Chen Zhiyuan: "That's enough, Secretary Song is here for dinner, if you all go in, will he still be able to eat?"

  A few people were embarrassed by Chen Zhiyuan's words, and they smiled awkwardly before going to fawn on Li Jianshan again. At this time, Chen Yalan came over and pulled Chen Zhiyuan into the store, pointing at Song Muqing sitting aside: "Is that really Secretary Song?"

  Chen Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Can this be fake?!" He pointed to the small official at the door and said, "Didn't you see those people's reaction when they saw Secretary Song's son? Alright, little girl, hurry up and prepare, tell Wang Shan and them each to make a signature dish, I'm going to get my lamb!"

  Chen Zhiyuan's roasted lamb was of course unbeatable, and Song Muqing exclaimed in delight at the flavor. The dishes that Wang Shan and his friends were skilled at making paired perfectly with Chen Zhiyuan's medicinal recipe, and the taste was not bad at all. Song Weiqing and her daughter almost burst their stomachs from eating too much.

  Chen Zhiyuan also brought out a bottle of medicinal wine he had prepared for his old father, letting Song Weiqing indulge in it. As the secretary of Lincheng Municipal Committee, Song Weiqing was no stranger to fine wines, but after taking the first sip, he felt that this one was exceptional. Chen Zhiyuan then elaborated on the medicinal properties of the wine, which further piqued Song's interest. Not only could it promote health, but more importantly, it could also cure alcoholism, and even if one drank excessively, it would not harm the body.

  Chen Zhiyuan was also a clever person, after talking about the effects of wine, he took a look at Song Weiqing's face and knew that this city committee secretary had made up his mind to drink this wine, without him opening his mouth to ask for it, and quickly went in and brought out two more bottles.

  Song Weiqing took a look and saw that there were only two bottles. He felt somewhat displeased in his heart, thinking that this kid was too stingy. "Give me some more," he said. "I can still make a loss for you, can't I?"

  Chen Zhiyuan understood Song Weiqing's meaning and quickly said, "Uncle Song, don't think it's too little. You should know that making this wine is not easy at all. Just the process of decocting those medicinal materials takes a lot of time. As for brewing the wine, producing 5 bottles in a month is already quite good!" Chen Zhiyuan was just talking nonsense. According to the records in the foodway, it's indeed such a small production volume. However, what's recorded in the foodway also includes the process of brewing, which Chen Daguoren had directly omitted. If he hadn't done so, the effect of this wine would be even stronger. He simply decocted the medicinal materials, configured them according to the recipe, and then poured some Maotai or similar wine into it. The production volume for a month was actually quite large. Chen Daguoren was using the idea that scarcity makes something valuable, so if he gave too much, it wouldn't show the value of this wine!

  Song Weiqing felt a bit embarrassed, such a big man was seen through by a young whippersnapper, drinking indeed causes trouble. Thinking of this, Song Weiqing cleared his throat and changed the subject to: "Little Chen, your roasted lamb skills are among the best in the country, the other dishes are not bad either, and this wine, why don't you expand the scale of this restaurant?"

  Chen Zhiyuan stroked his hair: "I want to expand the scale, but I don't have the funds in hand!"

  Song Weiqing laughed and said: "Alright, I'll give you this opportunity. I still have some connections at China Bank, let them lend you a sum of money. Are you daring enough to take it on?"

  Chen Zhiyuan was overjoyed, "What's there to be afraid of? Thank you, Uncle Song! With this money, as long as the store opens up, relying on those dishes in the food street, it's impossible for business not to boom!"

  Song Weiqing laughed and said: "Alright, you go to Bank of China tomorrow to find Tang Hangchang, I'll give him a call this afternoon. It's getting late, I have another meeting this afternoon, gotta go!"

  Chen Zhiyuan saw Song Weiqing was about to leave and hurried over to say: "Uncle Song, I still have something for you!"

  "What's this? Let me make it clear, I don't want you to give me gifts. Just send me some of this wine every month from now on!"

  "Don't worry, this wine is fine. In fact, if we cut down on some of the production processes, the yield can be increased, but the effect will have to be discounted. Of course, even with a discount, the health benefits of this wine are absolutely better than those nutritional products on the market. If you're not ashamed, I'll take care of your wine from now on. What I'm showing you is just a few pieces of paper, not a gift!" Chen Zhiyuan patted his chest and said.

  Song Weiqing's eyes lit up, he had personally tasted this wine before, and now his body felt warm and cozy, it was an indescribable comfort. Listening to the young man's words, this wine would reduce some of the production process, increase output, try it later if the effect is good then drink it himself, send some to friends also not bad, ask this young man for some more, turn back to Beijing and give it to his old leader: "Alright, that's settled then, go get your stuff!"

  "That thing can't be seen here, come with me!" Chen Zhiyuan said and walked towards the inner room.

  Song Weiqing also followed, Song Muqing wanted to follow, but was blocked by Chen Zhiyuan outside, which made Song Muqing throw a small tantrum.

  Chen Zhiyuan handed a piece of paper to Song Weiqing, who took it and immediately turned serious after seeing the content. He grabbed Chen Zhiyuan's arm and asked: "Where did you get this?"

  "Don't worry about where it came from, I believe this thing will be useful to you. If you don't think so, just return it to me! Chen Zhiyuan didn't know about the power struggle between Song Weiqing and Zhao Jianguo, nor did he know about their friction. That's why he dared to give it to Song Weiqing, as he was fearless. If Song Weiqing were to protect Zhao Jianguo later on, Chen Zhiyuan would submit the evidence he had just collected to the Provincial Discipline Inspection Commission. If all else failed, he would post it online and make a big fuss!"

  "You don't just have one of these things, do you?" Song Muqing narrowed his eyes and asked.

  "Of course, there are many more, I can give them to you, but you have to help me with a small favor!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "It's simple, I need to go to Lincang People's Hospital for an operation, you have to help me arrange this!"

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