"Director Ding, are you back?" Luo Housheng saw Ding Changsheng entering the lobby and immediately rushed over and said hello.

"Manager Luo? You haven't had a rest yet?" Ding Changsheng was quite surprised to see Luo Housheng.

"I heard them say you're out, so I thought, you might have to drink, I asked the kitchen to make sober soup, or I would ask them to take it to your room?" Luo Housheng discussed.

"Oh, then thank you Manager Luo, that, Manager Luo, I did drink too much today. Let's do this. If we gather tomorrow night or at noon, how about we gather? Thank you for your care," Ding Changsheng smiled.

"If you don't want to say anything, then I'll welcome Director Ding at noon or evening tomorrow." Luo Housheng was very happy, as long as Ding Changsheng was willing to go.

Now there are people in the city who are eager to pry their positions, but they have been away from Huzhou for too long and because Huzhou's leading cadres have changed too quickly, Luo Housheng has no backing in the city. This is his biggest weakness. Whenever there is any disturbance, he feels insecure.

Now his wife and children are in Beijing, and they have bought a house in Beijing, so if he is transferred back to Huzhou at this time, he will have been in vain for half of his life. His biggest wish is to work in Beijing until retirement, even if he is working in the middle of retirement, but this idea is unlikely to come true.

So he could curry favor with every leader who came to Beijing, but the person who really decided his fate was slow to come. Si Nanxing served as the secretary of the municipal party committee for a while but never came to Beijing. As soon as the former leader took office, the first place he wanted to come to was Beijing, and he came more diligently during the holidays.

"Okay, Manager Luo, let's talk tomorrow. I have indeed drunk a lot and want to go back and have a sleep," said Ding Changsheng.

"Okay, Director Ding, will I take you back to the room?" Luo Housheng stepped forward and wanted to support Ding Changsheng.

Ding Changsheng smiled, waved his hand, indicating that he could do it, so he stepped into the elevator, went upstairs and entered the room alone, but before he could calm down his butt, someone knocked on the door. Ding Changsheng was too disturbed and thought Luo Housheng had followed again, but when he opened it, he saw that it was Miaomiao.

"Where is my meal?" Miaomiao stretched her head and looked into the house, but she saw that there was indeed no one following her.

"Food? Oh, I forgot. Today I went to someone else's house for dinner. I couldn't eat and drink. Let's watch it when I left. Oh, I really forgot when I got too much." Ding Changsheng said while patting his head.

"Hmph, I'm so hungry that I'm touching my back. You're so happy, I'm full of wine and food, I don't care. I'm hungry, you have to care." Miaomiao sat down on Ding Changsheng's ** and stopped leaving.

Ding Changsheng was helpless and picked up the phone at the head of the bed and called the front desk. He ordered a few dishes and delivered them to Miaomiao's room opposite. The front desk received Luo Housheng's instructions to meet all Ding Changsheng's requirements. Even if he wanted a lady, he had to go out and find them quickly, so a few dishes were no problem at all.

"Okay, go back to bed, I'm going to rest, I've had a lot of drinks tonight," said Ding Changsheng.

When Miaomiao got up and was about to leave, she suddenly saw the painting on the table. Seeing that Ding Changsheng was not paying attention, she went up and picked it up and slowly expanded it. However, just halfway through it, Ding Changsheng discovered it. This is amazing. Originally, this little girl had a very mature mind. If she saw this picture of the erotic palace, she would not have to be more spring.

"Hey, who asked me to see it? Roll it up?" Ding Changsheng reached out to hide, but Miaomiao was seeing the key point, so how could she give it to him easily? So Ding Changsheng took the unfolded one, Miaomiao held the rolled one, and only heard a thrust sound, both of them stopped, and Miaomiao was so scared that she let go.

Ding Changsheng looked at the painting and almost tore a hole in the middle. Thanks to the two of them stopping in time, they didn't completely tear them open. This made Ding Changsheng feel very distressed. He glanced at Miaomiao and said nothing, but Miaomiao knew that he had caused trouble. The painting looked antique and should be an antique. It was probably worth a lot of money, but now it was torn to pieces by himself. What should I do if this little guy is doing?

The more Ding Changsheng didn't speak, the less she felt. So, standing there, watching Ding Changsheng roll up the painting bit by bit, she felt so uncomfortable. As a child, after a while, she couldn't stand it. Tears fell down and she didn't make a sound, but Ding Changsheng soon found Miaomiao crying.

So I threw the painting on the table and looked at Miaomiao. I was so angry and funny that I didn't know how to coax her.

"Okay, OK, it's okay, don't cry anymore, that painting is worthless, it's just given to me by a friend of mine, so it's not for you to see it for your own good, do you understand?" Ding Changsheng stepped forward and hugged Miaomiao, gently patted her back, and said in her ear.

"You really don't blame me?" Miaomiao was a child after all, so after Ding Changsheng coaxed her for a while, she would be fine. When she knocked on the door to deliver the meal, she would have burst into tears and laughed.

"Go to have a meal quickly and have a good dream. I will take you to the Forbidden City tomorrow morning. *, okay?"

"Okay, this is what you said, don't lie to me?"

"Of course, you can hang your hook and hang it for a hundred years." Ding Changsheng finally coaxed Mao Meng out of the room. As soon as he closed the door, he jumped to the painting as if someone had burned his tail. It was a painting of tens of millions, but it was ruined by this little girl. It hurt so much that it was heart-warming.

Ding Changsheng picked up the painting, sat in the white big **, slowly opened the painting, and when he opened the torn place, he felt so nervous. Such a good painting has been at least a thousand years, just like that, alas, a waste of money.

The tearing place could not be restored. Ding Changsheng carefully stroked the scroll, but when he slowly saw the tearing gap, he found that there seemed to be a layer of paper inside the gap, and the location was just in the middle of the painting. If it weren't for tearing it up, it would be difficult to tell whether there was a layer of things inside from the color.

Ding Changsheng slowly opened the tearing gap and found that what had been torn before was pure paper, but when he arrived here, it was particularly difficult to tear it, because not only was there paper on the outside, but there was a layer of things inside, but it might also be that layer of things that prevented the entire painting from being divided into two by Ding Changsheng and Miaomiao.
Chapter completed!