After getting up the next morning, Chen Guobin met Chen Zhengnan who was walking from the bathroom in the living room. At this time, the two of them had already dissipated their drunkenness. They felt a little unreal about the heroism last night and smiled at each other.

Chen Zhengnan knew about Chen Guobin going back to Pingjiang after breakfast, and at this night, he pondered and explained seriously again: "Guobin, pay more attention to Yaqin. As a man, he should be open-minded. She has a strong personality. As long as it is not a matter of principle, don't go head-on."

As he said that, Chen Zhengnan felt that he was too long-winded and laughed at himself: "You have grown up, I believe you know how to deal with these problems."

Chen Guobin nodded with some emotion: "Dad, thank you."

Chen Zhengnan was stunned, nodded affectionately, and then reached out to pat Chen Guobin on the shoulder and patted him twice: "Whatever you want to do, just let go. I believe you!" After that, he continued to walk towards the study.

As the county party secretary of Xiangyin, Chen Zhengnan is also very busy at work, even if it is Saturday.

Chen Guobin was once again infected. He had a special temperament in Chen Zhengnan, which rarely showed it, but once it was revealed, it had great infectiousness. Especially the indescribable high trust made Chen Guobin almost unable to retreat and could only take on the heavy research task of Xingxiang Expressway.

Suddenly, Chen Guobin seemed to realize something and smiled hoarsely. At this time, Chen Zhengnan was carefully reading a report, but it was a feasibility study report on Xingxiang Expressway that had been released for a long time but had been shelved in the corner.

Chen Guobin then ran to the kitchen and insisted on helping He Liping make breakfast together. The mother and son were chatting and laughing easily. The joy on He Liping's face was not much to say. Chen Guobin was also obsessed with this special feeling for a while. He had never enjoyed this kind of care since he was a child.

After having breakfast together, He Liping insisted on sending Chen Guobin to the gate outside, but Chen Zhengnan did not have the awareness of sending a car to pick him up. Chen Guobin could fully understand this and did not need to explain anything. There was already a tacit understanding between him and Chen Zhengnan.

"Dad, then I'll leave first." After changing into her shoes, Chen Guobin said warmly to Chen Zhengnan, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a newspaper.

Chen Zhengnan nodded and said, "Be careful on the way. Say hello to Yaqin on behalf of your mother and me."

"I know." Chen Guobin responded easily, paused for a moment and said, "I will come back often in the future."

Hearing the sound, Chen Zhengnan and He Liping were both stunned, and a warm current quickly surged in their hearts, and they didn't say much.

Chen Guobin was forced to twist two bulging cloth bags, and was forced to rush to the gate with He Liping holding his arm.

Since it was during the day, I met several people on the road, all of them looked surprised and enviously at Chen Guobin. This should obviously be the legendary Master Chen. The people with status greeted He Liping enthusiastically and respectfully. Without waiting for others to ask, He Liping took the initiative to proudly say that the person next to him was her son. Chen Guobin smiled and greeted him, neither humble nor arrogant, nor lacked in cultivation.

Although the county party secretary is not very big, in the county, that's the sky, not to mention that Chen Zhengnan is still a county party secretary with a deep foundation. As the young master of the county party secretary, every move is naturally easy to be paid attention to. Chen Guobin doesn't care about these things, and his habits are the same. He doesn't need to pretend deliberately to maintain a decent demeanor.

Outside the gate, Chen Guobin got into a three-horse carriage that he took the initiative to welcome. He Liping rushed to pay the fare in advance. Although she was reluctant to leave, her face looked particularly relaxed: "Xiaobin, remember to care more about Yaqin..."

Chen Guobin smiled bitterly: "Mom, you have said it no less than five times."

He Liping smiled embarrassedly: "Mom, have you forgotten."

"I know how to do it." Chen Guobin looked well-behaved, "Mom, go back and accompany dad..."

When Chen Guobin took a three-horse carriage to the outside of the station, he just got off the bus and found that the door of the white Fukang car parked next to him was opened. Then a familiar figure came into her eyes. She looked helpless and looked around looking for something.

Chen Guobin immediately discovered the problem. It turned out that the left front wheel of this car had a tire blown.

"President Liu, what a coincidence." Chen Guobin walked a few steps and greeted with a smile.

Hearing the sound, Liu Xiaofang turned her head and looked at her face quickly with a look of surprise: "Secretary Chen, is it you? What a coincidence!" At the dinner last week, the young man in front of her who was chatting and laughing with two influential figures made Liu Xiaofang particularly impressed.

But she then looked at the flat tire with a bitter face and sighed: "Oh, I won't go out early, and I won't go out late, but I just had a problem at this critical moment. I'm still rushing to Pingjiang to discuss important matters."

"Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Don't take them too seriously. Just be calm." Chen Guobin comforted and asked easily: "Does there be spare tires and tire replacement tools in the car?"

"Yes." Liu Xiaofang smiled embarrassedly: "But I won't change it. I'm planning to call someone to come with a public phone." A trace of expectation appeared in her eyes.

"I'll help you, it's okay to change a tire." Chen Guobin was very enthusiastic, while placing a few bags in his hand on the pretty clean floor.

"That's great. Section Chief Chen, thank you." Liu Xiaofang was excited and happy, and her mood suddenly became much brighter.

"Well, what are you polite..."

Before five minutes, Chen Guobin had already helped to replace the spare tire. It was not until this time that Liu Xiaofang remembered and asked: "Secretary Chen, are you going to go back to the city?"

"No." Chen Guobin shook his head and replied truthfully: "I'm going to go to Pingjiang." He doesn't like to hide things that are not important, if someone asks.

"Pingjiang?" Liu Xiaofang was stunned for a moment and immediately invited warmly: "Are you enough to go with me in my car?"

"This is it..." Chen Guobin pondered for a moment, "Then let me drive. As a man, I'm embarrassed to sit in vain."

"Okay." Liu Xiaofang was not polite, very pleased, "It just so happened that I can read the information for a while."

Chen Guobin didn't ask her what she was going to Pingjiang. Soon, he drove the Fukang car smoothly. To be honest, Chen Guobin felt very angry about the dilapidated Xinping section of Provincial Highway No. 09. It was enough to run on it with poorly suspended old-fashioned buses, although this did not have much impact on him. Now that there are ready-made cars, Chen Guobin, who has always been a big business, will not be too polite.

Moreover, Liu Xiaofang, who has a special relationship with Jiang Yufan and is the president of the Xiangyin branch of the Agricultural Bank of China, would have a good idea if he met. After all, capital is a very important resource and can be used for anything. People who are good at operating will never think that they have more money. Just like Han Xin, the more they use, the better they have. The more they have, the greater their benefits and the faster they develop.

In the car, Liu Xiaofang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, grabbed a piece of information taken out of her briefcase and read it carefully. Chen Guobin tried to drive the car more smoothly so as not to disturb her.

The small car is a small car. In less than half an hour, it had already driven to Xintang Town 30 kilometers away, and then passed through the fully enclosed bridge hole of National Highway No. 7.

Liu Xiaofang was also very impressed by Xinpingduan. As she was about to enter that hell road, she sighed helplessly and consciously put the information back into her briefcase, preparing to face the severe test of "street dance". However, she seemed to have finished reading it.

When Yu Guangsai saw that Chen Guobin finally smiled and joked: "President Liu, you have to endure it later, just try to practice dancing."

Liu Xiaofang giggled and said helplessly: "I have run this road for less than twenty times, so I have had enough of it. Oh, it would be great if I was promoted to the second-level road. By the way, Section Chief Chen, your Municipal Transportation Bureau should work harder, and my butt is almost flattened."

As he said that, Liu Xiaofang suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

Chen Guobin was a little surprised and had a good understanding of the other side of this seemingly shy woman. He just pretended not to hear the following sentence and smiled relaxedly: "We also want to build this road, but we are short of money. Alas, it would be great if our bureau had opened a bank, so we would have built this road as soon as possible."

Liu Xiaofang smiled again, her expression quickly returned to normal, and she asked casually: "How much does it cost to repair this road?"

"Sixty million." Chen Guobin sighed: "This is an astronomical number."

Liu Xiaofang said, "It's indeed a bit too much." But from her tone, it's not very much.

"By the way, aren't you in Xiangyin Branch? Why do you always go to Pingjiang to discuss business?" Chen Guobin joked easily, "This is a typical traitor."

"Hehe!" Liu Xiaofang smiled happily, "Secretary Chen, you are really good at talking. No wonder you can talk so much with Mr. Wei. In fact, our banking system is the same as doing business. You can go wherever there are more business and more profits. Now Pingjiang is eager to develop and urgently needs funds in all aspects. This is a good opportunity for us." The sentence she didn't say was: The interest can be appropriately high.

"So that's how it is." Chen Guobin seemed to have some realization.

"Section Chief Chen, what about you?" Liu Xiaofang asked playfully: "What are you doing when you go to Pingjiang?" She found that when she was with Chen Guobin, there seemed to be no barrier and it was easy to get warm. This is very different from being unable to let go when she was with others.

"My lover works there." Chen Guobin was very frank, "I usually go back there on weekends."

Liu Xiaofang said oh and said puzzledly: "Why don't you settle down in the city?"

At this time, the Fukang car had already been driving on the Xinping section, known as the Road to Hell. However, what surprised Liu Xiaofang was that she found that it was much smoother and more comfortable than usual when she drove.

"My lover is afraid of being confused." Chen Guobin smiled and refused to comment, "Let's talk about it when the road is repaired in the future."

"Yes." Liu Xiaofang, who had a personal experience, sighed very much, "Girls really cannot suffer this kind of torture, that way..." She shut up immediately and finally didn't say anything wrong.

Liu Xiaofang then changed the topic and said without hesitation: "It's better for us to be fragrant. Thanks to Secretary Chen in recent years, all aspects have been in full swing. Compared with Pingjiang, it's not on the same level at all. Pingjiang is the same. It's also been fighting for many years, and it's all gone, and the superiors don't take care of it seriously. By the way, a new county magistrate has recently come, very young and I heard that he's still very beautiful. Alas, such a young character, how can you get into the sauce jar of Pingjiang..."
Chapter completed!