264, no culture, it's terrible

"It's okay for you, but it's easy to return the car, but it's hard to return it." Chen Guobin said calmly, while glanced at the rookie leader in the car, and he was still sitting calmly and upright.

"Scar me?" Wu Xianzu sneered, "I dare to be so arrogant in Deshan. I'm not sure how I die."

Chen Guobin looked calm: "I will pay it back sooner or later!" Two sharp eyes swept over, making Wu Zuxian feel trembling.

At this time, the big and small figures in the car had already pushed open the car door and walked down. Zhao Yaqin and Dong Wanning were each wearing large pairs of sunglasses and their faces were not very good, while Mei Lanxiang and Xiang Xiaolan were each holding a little guy who was ignorant of his worries.

Zhao Yaqin was wearing sunglasses, and the leader in the car and Wu Zuxian felt a little scared. Her momentum was indeed extraordinary. Of course, this also included Dong Wanning, who was pretending to behave like a decent person, helped the situation. The two female leaders fully demonstrated the momentum they had cultivated invisibly in the officialdom of the infusion industry for many years. Without saying a word, it was even more scary than a leader named Chen - sunglasses can indeed increase a certain momentum index.

Chen Guobin walked to the main driver, stood in the ignition gear and moved the car forward a little, then walked to the rear of the car and opened the tailgate, and stuffed four suitcases with tugboats into it.

He proposed one each, and Zhao Yaqin and Dong Wanning also proposed one each, dragging it away.

"Be careful when crossing the road." Chen Guobin looked around carefully and covered the direction of the coming car, and explained carefully. The group quickly returned to the side of the road.

At this time, Director Wu of the Public Security Bureau was a little confused and stood there without moving. The feeling was very strange. He finally came back to his senses and shouted with little confidence: "Hey, you can't leave!"

Chen Guobin and others happened to stop two connected empty taxis, so they didn't bother to pay attention to the pretentious bureau leader who was still in the middle of the road. They quickly put their suitcases and got on the bus respectively. Among them, Chen Guobin, Zhao Yaqin, Dong Wanning sat in the front car, Xiang Xiaolan and Mei Lanxiang took two ghostly guys in the back car, and the security was relatively reliable.

The taxi started quickly, and Chen Guobin, who was sitting on the passenger seat, was brief and powerful: "Go to Deshan Hotel..."

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There are five stars hanging in the Deshan Hotel standing by the Yuan River. Chen Guobin, who is rich and powerful, asked for a presidential suite as a temporary rest.

After being introduced to the luxurious suite on the tenth floor by a high-quality waiter, Zhao Yaqin sat hard on the sofa, took off her sunglasses and threw them on the cabinet beside her, still looking ashen.

Seeing this, Mei Lanxiang and Xiang Xiaolan immediately took the little guys who were a little scared to the inner room to play. Usually, a certain mother is scary enough at home, and if she puts a bigger official chart, it can easily scare the child out of sequelae.

Chen Guobin was so open that he poured them a glass of boiling water for them. He sat down casually (never beside anyone), with a relaxed look on his face: "If you can run away, the monk can't run away, the temple, you don't have to worry about it now." After pausing, he said with emotion: "Actually, it's not too different from anywhere. If you have some power, you can ride on the people and act as a mighty person. The idea of ​​privilege is deeply rooted. This cannot be changed overnight. When you officially take office, settle the accounts after the autumn. Then you have to rectify the style of the public security system. Today, it's a window and get an intuitive understanding of the bottle of water in Deshan."

Zhao Yaqin gritted her teeth and glared: "You can teach me!"

Chen Guobin curled his lips: "What are you excited about? I think your sense of privilege is very serious. Being a secretary is amazing? You are not a citizen yet."

Dong Wanning smiled and smoothed out: "Okay, OK..."

Zhao Yaqin finally put down for a while, stood by the window, carefully observing the wide Yuanjiang River below. As the second largest river in Nanhu Province after Xiangjiang, it is quite impressive. Deshan city is also divided into two parts by this river. Since there are only two bridges on the river, it is very inconvenient to travel, which restricts the development of the other shore to a considerable extent. Her eyes gradually fell on development zones farther away, and she was outlining new pictures, with no limits on fantasy.

Chen Guobin resisted not disturbing Zhao Jiutian's Wenxue. He transferred the websites of Deshan Municipal Government and Municipal Public Security Bureau. He quickly found the two previous people and realized that this time Secretary Zhao's first goal in taking office.

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After a little delay, the group had to enjoy the hotel's luxurious lunch. As planned, they wanted to rush to Zhangjiajie before having lunch.

After eating and drinking, Chen Guobin drove the new business car that was already in place. As for the business car that was dragged to the traffic police team, it was reserved for Secretary Zhao to take office and then used as a testimony to burn a fire after he took office.

There is a 150-kilometer provincial road from Deshan to Zhangjiajie. The road conditions are average and the speed limit is 30 kilometers at any time, which makes people feel panicked.

Chen Guobin, who was driving slowly by law, took the opportunity to seriously emphasize the significance of repairing the expressway as soon as possible: "It takes four hours to run from Zhangjiajie to Deshan (I deliberately exaggerated it, but three hours are definitely enough). In the future, Aunt Mei and I will not be convenient for us to go home. They are just as tired as we used to return to Lingyang from Lining."

Mei Lanxiang immediately cooperated and said, "My butt is sore. Alas, it's so big that I can't get on the bus. If there is no expressway, I'd just let Guobin live alone in the future. Anyway, he doesn't have to worry about food and drink as a leader."

"..." Zhao Yaqin lost her words for a moment, and Dong Wanning couldn't laugh or cry. In this sense, the significance of Dezhang Expressway is really great.

As a result, Chen Guobin really delayed for almost four hours and did not enter the city of Zhangjiajie. For the sake of the people of Zhangjiajie, he had to let everyone work a little harder. Of course, the main reason is that it is slow and leisurely, making people feel panicked, and their butts are definitely not so easy to be sore. A car worth more than one million is not a joke, and sitting is also a pleasure.

Of course, Zhao Yaqin knew the guy's despicable intentions, and finally couldn't help it: "Chen Guobin, can you drive faster? Three hours of a bus is enough. Are you an ox cart?"

Chen Guobin made a remark: "Safety is the first priority, and it is not good to violate the traffic law casually."

"Don't be hypocritical." Zhao Yaqin was very angry, "If you want to repair the road, do more pragmatic work, and don't just think about cheating on your wife."

“Geeh…”

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Finally arrived at the famous Zhangjiajie, with mountains on both sides, and I don’t know how deep it is. It is a standard tourist city that relies on the mountains and eats the mountains.

Chen Guobin also became aware of his leadership at this time and began to carefully observe the street situation from the leader's perspective. It really didn't have a good impression. In the summary of the four words, it was a dismal popularity.

Although Zhangjiajie has many world-famous tourist wonders and can also bring considerable benefits, it is obvious that these do not really make much substantial contribution to the city of Zhangjiajie. Since the main attractions are far away from the city, the city is a hurry to rest for tourists, especially the itinerary of the tour group is always tight, and it is always round all day long, and no one will have leisure and elegant stay in the city. Therefore, although the city is not badly built and there are many tourists coming and going every day, it doesn’t have that feeling of prosperity and is more of a dullness.

A city with shallow history without cultural heritage has always been difficult for people to love. Of course, Chen Guobin would not like such a city. At least he did not come to settle down, but to be an official. In fact, Chen Guobin was disgusted from the bottom of his heart for the tourism industry with making money. This defiled the soul of tourism and did not easily make people really find the fun of travel. When walking and watching people becomes the mainstream, tourism is no longer a tourist. At best, it is just a fun and a little bit strange.

Traveling without leisure and elegant is really boring, it is just a low-level sensory stimulation.

No matter how leader Chen sighed, the market economy was so snobbish. He just wanted to try his best to create a little cultural connotation of tourism in the future, and not only empty landscapes were left - no matter how good the landscape was, it would only pass by rain and clouds and would not leave a deep impression on people.

"It feels worse than Lining." Mei Lanxiang seemed a little disappointed with the new place she was about to move in, "It's not lively at all."

Even Aunt Mei could see that, of course, the leaders would not be able to say anything.

Chen Guobin sighed softly and spoke with emotion: "Whether a city has a soul mainly depends on whether it has a group of people who have lived here for generations and love this land, and also whether it can make newcomers fall in love with this land soon. Only by loving love can there be emotions and make a city exude true charm. The soul of a city is far more than just a pile of steel and concrete."

Mei Lanxiang was touched: "I just felt that staying in Pingjiang and Lining is good. Alas, I always make adjustments, but I don't have any roots."

Dong Wanning nodded and said, "Guobin's words make sense. Now many cities only have a vain appearance, which makes people have no sense of belonging at all. Such a deformed development is tragic."

Zhao Yaqin sighed and said, "It's so terrible that you don't have education!"

It makes a lot of laughter.

Chen Guobin snorted disdain: "Don't think that you are a postdoctoral fellow, you are very cultural. The soul of culture does not lie in form, and diplomas are not culture, just as economic level does not represent culture."

Zhao Yaqin gritted her teeth and angrily: "It turns out that you are very educated."

Chen Guobin said lightly: "If I worked in Zhangjiajie for three or four years, at least it would be able to improve its cultural level by a higher level."

"Just blow..."

After fighting, Chen Guobin is still quite thoughtful about how to love a city. In the environment of materialism, it is simple to make people love a city - whether this city really exists for the people and whether it can allow as many people as possible to live and work in peace and contentment.

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With Maggie Zhou, the secretary-general of the municipal government as the host, everyone naturally did not have to worry about food and accommodation. They were uniformly arranged to the welcome hotel, received at a high standard, and enjoyed leadership-level treatment - some people were leaders.

I was running all the way and it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when I moved in. Except for Chen Guobin, everyone went to bed to hurry up and sleep to recover. It was Friday, and Secretary-General Zhou Da also had a lot of work. He planned to accompany everyone for two days after get off work and on the weekend, so Chen Guobin was not in a hurry before, and there was nothing to do if he came early.

When Maggie Zhou came to the hotel after get off work, Chen Guobin did not wake up and had just slept for less than an hour. He met the visiting Secretary-General Zhou in the living room of the suite where Zhao Yaqin lived.

"Hmph, I'm quite proud." Zhou Mayu didn't like her and crossed her legs and almost looked at the ceiling. She gritted her teeth: "This time you're lucky!"

Chen Guobin glared and whispered: "Respect your leaders!"

Maggie Zhou looked angry: "When did you respect me when I was your leader?"

"So you have to respect me more now." Chen Guobin shook his eyebrows and said with a striking remark, "I'm your leader."

Maggie Zhou almost vomited blood, and after humming twice, he whispered and then disdained: "So what if I become my leader? I'm still afraid of you? I'm angry with me, I dare to scold you!"

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After a round of bickering and meeting, the two finally stopped.

Chen Guobin said sincerely and shamelessly: "Maggie, I will support you in the future!"

Maggie Zhou rolled her eyes: "If you don't make any trouble, I'm thankful. You guy just like to mess around and you won't be at peace anywhere!"

"Big things can only be accomplished by tossing. You will never be able to do big things in peace!"

"Okay, okay, I will cooperate firmly with whatever you want! Meeting me as a good partner, that's a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Chen Guobin's heart surged and nodded with earnest eyes: "Maggie is still reliable!"

"I can't rely on it anymore?" Zhao Yaqin suddenly pushed open the bedroom door and stood at the door, glaring angrily. She was mainly thinking that the guy was worried about her uncooperation in the construction of the expressway.

Maggie Zhou smiled and said, "Yaqin, why don't you sleep more? Guobin has never had a good idea to talk to me, so there is no need to be as knowledgeable as him."

Chen Guobin muttered, "I still push the road to repair three obstacles, so I can rely on it, Diao Chan even climbs a tree."

Maggie Zhou suddenly burst into laughter, Zhao Yaqin gritted her teeth and couldn't laugh and cry, and she wanted to beat that guy up.

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It was a unique enthusiasm for gathering in another place. Under the arrangement and personal leadership of Zhou Ma Yu, the group easily visited the three main scenic spots of Wulingyuan, Zhangjiajie National Forest Park, and Tianmen Mountain. They just took a quick look. They basically didn’t take a road, either taking a bus or taking a cable car. Chen Guobin didn’t want everyone to fully experience the experience of Zhangjiajie’s traveling experience of “I didn’t think about it, but I was exhausted when I came.”

Although the scenic spots are crowded and mixed, it is not in line with Comrade Chen Guobin's tourism view, he didn't complain much when he is together. He actually enjoys people and goes anywhere, so of course it's better to be quiet as much as possible.

"Maggie, thank you for your hard work these two days. Go back and have a good rest to prepare for the new week." At 4:00 on Sunday afternoon, Chen Guobin was about to drive to Qianzhou to see me, and said goodbye to Maggie Zhou outside the car, adding more to his best.

Maggie Zhou rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay attention to him, hugged other women and a little man in turn, said goodbye to each other, and was reluctant to leave. Finally, she explained to the guy seriously: "Remember to be careful when driving on the road. The road from here to Qianzhou is very curved and sloping, which is not a joke."

Chen Guobin was moved and had a big headache: "I understand..."

Finally got in the car with everyone, waved each other, and whistled away.

Maggie Zhou in the rearview mirror stood firmly in the wind until she could no longer see it.

Zhao Yaqin and Dong Wanning turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but shed tears of sincerity...

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