Whitney’s request of Ma Xiaoya is not unexpected. She has seen too many people begging for her help, and she has tried to help some people, but unfortunately, she has not received much gratitude. This is a small reason to turn your face, take the opportunity to hype yourself-there is more than one such person.

However, she didn't directly refuse, but asked with interest, "I kind of want to know, do you think... How long can Chen keep his interest in you?"

"I haven't thought about this," Ma Xiaoya shook her head and said to her heart that your thinking is too broad. "For three years, our relationship is no longer as simple as xìng, and can be maintained forever."

She can't say that in the capital circle, she is too loyal legal lover-even if she wants to say, the other party should understand.

"So in other words, you might abandon you at any time?" The American said, as expected, "It seems that you are not his favorite."

"I'm just his lover, he treats his lover equally," Mr. Ma was a bit annoyed. She hated others for underestimating her relationship with Taizhong. "I hope you can help this. If it disturbs you, please direct Say."

"Equal treatment of lovers, including Catherine? Kennedy?" Whitney asked in surprise. In fact, she didn't mean to make Ma Xiaoya difficult. She just wanted to know more about Chen Taizhong, but the other party's answer really made her She was shocked—it was the princess of the Kennedy family.

"Including her, we are just his lovers," Ma Xiaoya replied faintly, saying that Chen Taizhong's main room had long been destined to be Jing Ziling, and it was impossible for Catherine to steal her. "This morning, you must be too. I saw her."

"If I can't do you this favor... I mean hypothetical, what will happen?" Whitney asked with interest.

"It will not be me who regrets, or it will not be me who suffers the loss," Ma Xiaoya smiled slightly, "Please forgive my recklessness, this is too loyal to say."

"This guy is really domineering," Whitney murmured, "Actually, that middle-aged man sings well. Can the little guy you recommend go up and sing?"

For her, it is really too simple to help others. She just feels a little bit. This Chinese man surnamed Chen is really too domineering, a bit like an African chief, and a bit like the financial jīngying on Wall Street. No To be reasonable, it is simply to win with strength, and she doesn't mind how she feels as a singer.

Generally speaking, only those who possess absolute power will have such self-confidence. She will not be afraid of Chinese officials, but this official has something beyond recognition, and those things have very important meaning to her. , She can't be reckless.

According to conscience, Whitney is a relatively low EQ, and has a habit of face-saving and suffering. If it is not a matter of great importance, she would not be able to tell Ma Xiaoya so much.

"Of course," Mr. Ma smiled slightly. In the eyes of experts, there is no soil for fraud. A certain senior came to the stage to sing a song, which really showed the singing skills, but the Xiao Zeng she recommended is also powerful. ——Bel can be changed to popular.

Okay, this person makes sense. After Whitney listened to it, he decided, that is this person. Her ears are much stronger than others. This person's singing skills are a little worse, but the foundation is good.

After Ma Xiaoya got the promise, she walked back with a look of regret, "This is true, I said for a long time, Whitney actually fell in love with Xiao Zeng... I was also surprised, alas."

As soon as the senior heard it, he knew that there must be a black-box work, all of whom were in this line. Who deceived whom? His singing skills are a little bit better than Xiao Zeng, but just a little bit, experts can hear it.

However, Mr. Ma moved out of Whitney, and he had no choice but to answer grimly, "Congratulations to her, I will do my job well."

Doing your own job well is to make the money you should earn. If you don’t have a chance, you can’t delay making money.

After hearing that, Xiao Zeng disregarded the presence of others, and said with tears, “Mr. Ma gave me this opportunity. I can’t be ashamed of what I said. It’s just one sentence... Sister Xiaoya, look at my performance. What do you say in the future, call Xiao Zeng, and I will say nothing."

"Whitney fell in love with you, it has nothing to do with me," Ma Xiaoya said with a smile, pretending to disregard the relationship.

Miss Houston sent this group of people to see when it was time for lunch. She was about to go to the restaurant and eat the supreme beauty of tomato scrambled eggs, suddenly a little girl came over and said, "Hi, Whitney, I’m yours. Fans, would you like to dance with you?"

"Oh, this is not a simple thing," Whitney had encountered too many such self-recommendations, so she smiled faintly, "I'm on the verge of bankruptcy and can't afford to hire a good team. Your team looks Very energetic."

"We dance for you for free," the girl answered with a smile.

This girl is Ye Xiaohui. She actually didn’t have the guts to find Whitney directly. She had to go to District Mayor Chen first, but it is conceivable that Ma Xiaoya’s request was topped by District Chief Chen. Will be spared.

Of course, District Mayor Chen couldn’t just give it up. He just told her that if you go to Whitney by yourself, the district can tell her to sing, even if it gives you a chance, as to whether you can seize this opportunity, It depends on your own efforts.

So Xiao Ye Zi had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the initiative to come to Whitney, "You said that you are willing to give opportunities to young girls who work hard."

Did I say it? Miss Houston thought hard, maybe said it at some point, so she smiled and nodded, "It's impossible today. Let's see tomorrow."

Whitney is not actually a very talkative person, but sometimes, she is very casual in doing things. She has watched the dances of the little girls, but she doesn't think highly of it.

The movements of the little girls are not smooth and free, and the level of line dancing is far from professional, but there is one thing that she can feel, that is, vitality and passion. Only unprofessional, the more the green chūn And publicity.

And Miss Houston is in good condition today. She feels a long-lost vitality, so she can release her wantonly to find and feel the lost publicity, so why not?

At about 4:30 in the afternoon, Director Zhuangbi Fanzhuang of the Provincial Bureau of Industry and Commerce appeared in the district. The bureau finally decided to allocate 500,000 to Beichong, but they did not make any more requirements for the naming rights. The word is not very good for naming.

Chen Taizhong agreed with this explanation, "The first Beichong National Day Ramie Cultural Festival", the name is already quite lengthy, and it contains a lot of elements, if you add it, it really does not reflect the point.

So he and Sui Biao went to greet him personally. After they went there, they discovered that not only Director Zhuang, but also a deputy director of the Provincial Department of Culture-the so-called cultural festival, how can it be done without the participation of the Department of Culture?

Soon after, Li Qiang, Secretary of the Party Committee of Yangzhou City, also came. This was an invitation from the Party Committee of Beichong District to observe the ceremony. It should be said that Secretary Li, as the boss of Yangzhou, was also quite a loser. He ran to Beichong all day. .

But there is no way, Beichong has so many things that can alarm the city leaders.

The scale of this cultural festival is as large as it involves the development of the ramie industry in Beichong, and even the province has given a high evaluation. If he does not come, then he really promotes his style-Chen Zhengkui will definitely come.

No matter what may be wrong between Mayor Chen and District Mayor Chen, it is impossible to be indifferent to such a major event.

The good point is that when Secretary Li came, he brought the director of the Yangzhou Municipal Bureau of Culture, and the deputy director of the Provincial Department of Culture would not have that ugly face-otherwise the provincial government would directly attack the district zhèngfǔ and the district bureaus. , It is a bit unreasonable.

With so many leaders here, Beichong was busy again and again. After receiving the leaders for dinner, at around 6:40, everyone came to the District Agriculture Bureau to watch the fireworks.

In Beichong in October, the sky was getting dark by seven o'clock. Li Qiang sat on a chair with tea and fruits placed next to him. He saw the first firework rise rapidly into the sky with a slap in the sky. It exploded, and the colorful rays of light bloomed in the night sky, drew out a series of brilliant marks, and he gave a light unobtrusive sound.

District Chief Chen also stood there holding a teacup, silently watching the fireworks bloom one after another, listening to the discussion of the people on the street, and wondering why, at this moment, his heart was unexpectedly peaceful.

"The Municipal Meteorological Bureau has notified that there is a 60% chance of rain tomorrow," Liao Dabao walked up to him and reported in a low voice at about 7.20.

"Yeah," Chen Taizhong nodded without saying anything, then he turned his head and found Li Qiang beckoning at himself.

"What are the leaders' instructions?" District Mayor Chen walked over and asked with a smile - now there are rumors that District Mayor Chen and Secretary Li have joined forces ~lightnovelpub.net~ so Mayor Chen can't reach the world or the ground. However, those who are clear are self-clean and those who are turbid, he doesn't mind showing the respect he deserves to Secretary Li in certain public occasions.

If you don’t know what you don’t know, and what you don’t know is talking nonsense, it refers to certain relationships in officialdom, not what it seems.

People like Director Zhuang and others just glanced at them lightly, then turned to look at the fireworks again.

"The two fireworks in Yangzhou this year were all seen here," Li Qiang said with a smile, "Do you remember what you wished me on the Lantern Festival?"

Chen Taizhong thought about it, and tentatively asked, "Next year's Lantern Festival, should all villages and towns be able to afford fireworks at their own expense?"

"That's the sentence," Secretary Li nodded, "Beichong is developing well now, but next year's Lantern Festival...is it choking?"

"That's true. There are more micro things this year," District Mayor Chen replied with a smile. "If you want to grasp the macro next year, this requires the guidance and strong support of the district party committee."

With this answer, Sui Biao, who was not far away, pursed his lips slightly.