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Ding Changsheng drank too much that day, of course he drank with Mr. Luo Housheng. The jar of medicinal wine he brought was completely drunk by three people. During their time, Liu San and others repaired two forklifts outside. Although Ding Changsheng said it was scary, and the two forklifts did look rusty and had not been driven for more than a year, after some repair, the two forklifts produced by Sany Heavy Industry were still good.

"Oh, what's wrong? Why are you drinking so much?" Ding Changsheng was carried back to the dormitory of the management area by Liu San. Of course, two forklifts and 100 kilograms of explosives were also transported back, and now we can start the road construction business.

But when Liu Xiangli saw Ding Changsheng drinking like this, she was still a little worried. Since she was ready, Mingyao could go up the mountain to build roads. But if the person in charge drank like this, can he preside over the road construction ceremony tomorrow?

"Director Liu, you don't know that Luo Housheng's bastard is not a good guy. He even asked his son to fight with Director Ding. Thanks to Director Ding's greatness, if we had been beaten down, but after that, it seemed that everyone knew each other, so they stopped fighting. Luo Housheng also asked Director Ding to drink, and he would have drunk like this in an instant."

"Okay, hurry up and go inside the house."

"No, I can leave by myself." Ding Changsheng was in a daze, but he was still a little clear-headed, so he struggled to leave by himself.

How could Liu San let him go in by himself? So, on the same side of Liu Xiangli, they helped Ding Changsheng into the house. Fortunately, Ding Changsheng wanted to sleep after drinking too much. After this passage, Ding Changsheng slept and it was almost dark.

"Let's do this, Liu San, the meeting will be held at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. Director Xiao Ding will definitely wake up at that time. Then arrange the road construction matters. Since the vehicles and explosives have been shipped, I don't care about the day or two. Let's go, go back." Liu Xiangli glanced at Ding Changsheng. Although she was worried and wanted to stay and take care of Ding Changsheng, after all, Liu San was still there, so she couldn't say such things, so she had to close the door and go home with Liu Sanyi.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Zheng Mingtang, secretary of Haiyang County Party Committee, waited in front of the TV to watch the news broadcast on time. This is the most basic course for every political cadre, but many cadres do not pay attention to this. The news broadcast is the voice of the party's mouthpiece, which often indicates changes in some central policies. However, when you socialize in the evening, the news broadcast has passed and you lose an opportunity to be consistent with the central government.

"People, let's post a message below. Recently, a video on the Internet has become popular on the Internet. This is a director of a district in Haiyang County, Central South Province. Now everyone calls him Brother Saipian. He recorded a video himself and posted it online..." Zheng Mingtang didn't pay attention just now, but when he mentioned Haiyang County, his head was stunned. He thought that CCTV reporters came to Haiyang again to dig out black materials.

"The content of this video shows that the 10,000 mu pear garden in Liyuan Village, Linshan Town has achieved a bumper harvest, but there is a problem of unsalable sales. Although after a period of hard work, more than half of the pears cannot be sold. He welcomes everyone to contact him or contact the village committee director to sell this fruit named Liuxiang pear in time, so that the people can increase their yields and incomes. We also call here that if you are interested, you can contact the district director. The following is the contact information."

Zheng Mingtang was nervous and leaning forward until the news broadcast was broadcast, but he did not lean back on the back of the sofa.

It is true. Ding Changsheng followed Yang Fengqi's advice and uploaded his videos to the Internet. He is now called Brother Picking. Although he answered a lot of calls every day, he was mostly curious. There were not many real big fruit merchants, but it still worked. The pears in the village were selling one after another. Although the range was not very large, the people still saw hope.

After eight o'clock, Liu Xiangli finished her meal, but she was always a little restless tonight, always worried about the drunk Ding Changsheng. He didn't eat at night, and what if he woke up at night and had no water to drink, he wouldn't burn his stomach. The more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy he felt. After half an hour of struggling, he hurriedly made some dumpling soup and put it into a steel pot, took a thermos of water and went out to the dormitory of the management area.

The mountains were dark early, and no one in the village was walking back and forth. Liu Xiangli walked to the dormitory of the management district in the night. Before the door was opened, she faintly heard the sound of Ding Changsheng asking for water. She hurried into the house, set up the thermos he brought, poured water, helped Ding Changsheng up, and fed the water to Ding Changsheng for drink.

After sleeping, he felt sweaty, but the alcohol was gone at this time, but the medicine came up. Ding Changsheng felt so hot that he felt uncomfortable all over. After drinking the water, he took off his coat.

"Why are you here? When is it?"

"It's almost nine o'clock, I'm not at ease with you, why are you drinking so much?"

"There is no way, Luo Housheng is very cunning. I happen to know his son's leader. I want me to talk to his son's leader and give his son more opportunities. This turtle son's abacus is smooth."

"Well, I made the dumpling soup, you can eat some, otherwise it will be cold in a while."
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