Maybe it was because there were not many customers in Huzhou Hotel at this time, or there were not many leaders here, so Ding Changsheng was actually taken to a suite.

"Director Ding, are you still satisfied with this room?" asked the front desk lady.

"Oh, okay, very good, thank you."

"Then, do you still have to arrange a meal?"

"Well, are there any guests here tonight?" When Ding Changsheng came in, he did not see any guests in the hall.

"No, today is New Year's Eve, so it's all holidays, but the master has not left and can open fire and cook at any time."

"No need to worry, are there any restaurants nearby? I'll just go out and have some food."

"Yes, turn left and you will see the pedestrian street. There are many restaurants and Beijing-style snacks."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, Director Ding, if you need anything, you can call the front desk directly." The front desk lady finished speaking and went out.

It sounds like the accent from Huzhou, but it seems that it is from Huzhou. Maybe it is still the staff of the former Beijing Office. Alas, nothing is easy.

But less than ten minutes later, when Ding Changsheng was about to go out, a knock came from the door. When he opened it, he saw a man in his forties.

"Who are you looking for?" Ding Changsheng asked.

"Oh, Director Ding, I am Luo Houwen from the Beijing Office. The front desk said just now that you are here to stay. I'll come and see if you need anything else?" Luo Houwen looked neither fat nor thin, but very energetic. The cleverness revealed from this person's eyes made Ding Changsheng's eyes lit up.

He is not a simple person to be the director of the Beijing Office. He still remembers that Liang Hexian, the director of the Beijing Office in Haiyang County, was a versatile figure. He even helped the children of leading cadres in the county to apply for Beijing household registration and go to college. It can be seen that the directors of the Beijing Office are all very good at it.

"Director of the Beijing Office?" Ding Changsheng asked.

"Haha, Director Ding, used to be the director of the Beijing Office, but now it has been changed to the manager of the Huzhou Hotel. I heard from the front desk that Director Ding hasn't eaten yet, otherwise I would let the cafeteria make some now," Luo Houwen tentatively said.

"No need. Everyone has been busy for a year and wants to take a break on the night of thirty. Forget it, I'm going to go out for a meal." Ding Changsheng didn't let Luo Houwen into the house, picked up his clothes and prepared to go out.

"Director Ding, this is the big night, are you going out alone?"

"Well, I am alone, what are I afraid of as a man? Thank you Director Luo for caring about it."

"Well, Director Ding, that's right? My family didn't come. If Director Ding, if there are no other guests, otherwise I would invite Director Ding to have a meal nearby, which would be our New Year's Eve dinner. How about it?" Luo Houwen continued to test.

Although Luo Houwen is the director of the Beijing Office, this does not mean that his tentacles are only in Beijing. He knows the situation in Huzhou City. Of course, he knows what kind of role he is like. Although he is the director of the Beijing Office, Emperor Tiangao, and since the changes in the city's political situation, it has not affected the Beijing Office, which makes Luo Houwen both glad and nervous.

In the past six months, the Beijing Office seems to have been forgotten. The municipal party secretary and mayor have never come once, which made Luo Houwen very puzzled. In the past, these city leaders were coming and going, but now they have forgotten this place.

Although the director of the Beijing Office is under the jurisdiction of the municipal government, he is due to Jiang Wenshan's relationship, so when Jiang Wenshan falls, he is most worried about. Although he has done well in the position of the Beijing Office in recent years, he can basically do everything he has to do with money from the department. It has been a lot of things to assist relevant leaders. However, he also understands that once the emperor is a minister, he may end up doing the final job of the Beijing Office.

So when he heard the front desk report that a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau named Ding came to Huzhou, his little heart suddenly hanged up. He clearly remembered that when his loyal friend Jiang Pinggui informed him of the political situation in the city, he specifically mentioned the deputy director named Ding Changsheng. If he met one day, it would be best to have a close friend to this person, which would be useful in the future.

"That's right, that's fine, then I'll thank Director Luo. By the way, Director Luo, are your family really not here? Don't throw them here just to accompany me."

"Director Ding, they really didn't come. My father was in poor health, so my wife and children were in Huzhou for the New Year. I originally wanted to go back, but I thought that after the New Year, there would definitely be leaders who might come to Beijing for something, so I planned to go back after the fifteenth."

"Oh, that's good. Let's go. You're a good road. Just eat some nearby. I'm tired after driving for seven or eight hours." Ding Changsheng said casually.

"Well, it's very close, right next to this street." Luo Houwen was ecstatic. He really didn't expect Ding Changsheng to agree to him. Moreover, it seems that Ding Changsheng really came here alone. I don't know which leader came here, so I'm afraid he was not the secretary of the municipal party committee?

Although he was questioning in his heart, he adhered to his duties and did not ask a word he shouldn't ask. The two of them talked about some interesting things about the capital and went to a hotel called Furonglou. It looked very popular and prosperous.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, I finally waited for two seats. As soon as I sat down, the waiter came over, holding a ordering utensil like a mobile phone, wearing the special clothing of Furong Tower, and was tall. Ding Changsheng didn't pay attention to it at the beginning, but when the waiter saw Ding Changsheng, he was obviously stunned.

"Waitress, order food, give me a lotus and a red house, and another one..." Luo Houwen said while flipping through the recipe.

But I didn't hear the waiter responding. When I looked up, I saw that the waiter didn't order food at all. Instead, he held the ordering utensil in one hand and covered his mouth with the other, as if he was about to cry. However, the person she was looking at was Director Ding opposite her.

But Ding Changsheng didn't look at her at all, but opened a set of tableware and rinsed it with hot water.
Chapter completed!