Chapter 172: You say yours, I will do mine

Although it cannot be denied that both of them had thought of this possibility before, but now things have really happened. It is still sudden, and beyond the plan, it makes people feel a little overwhelmed. After smoking a cigarette, Bai Xue only did one thing for a long time, which was to lie on Wang Qibu's back and stare at the blood on the bed in a daze. Because it was winter, there were electric blankets under the bed, so it didn't take long for the time that the original blood was attached to the sheet and formed a scab.

"What are you thinking?" Wang Qibu asked the woman who had already awakened and had recovered from her usual gracefulness.

"If you don't say it, you will definitely laugh at me if you say it." Bai Xue replied. Her fingers involuntarily spoke various rules and irregular patterns on Wang Qibu's back.

"Let me tell me, I promise I'll laugh at you." Although Wang Qibu was already holding back his smile when he asked this, he still said so.

"It would be strange if you believe you. OK, it's nothing to tell you. What I'm thinking about is how to get married in the future after this happens." A plain tone, a slightly melancholy feeling. Then, she felt the bulge of each piece of Wang Qibu's body that seemed to contain terrifying power. She put her face on his back and said, "Silly child, you can't marry me. I'll marry you in the end." Although it's a bit cruel, Bai Xue felt that as the older party at least should say it first.

Wang Qibu suddenly turned over and pressed Bai Xue under him again. This time, Bai Xue did not scream or hide, but just gently stroked the boy's hair that had already condensed into strands with his hands and said, "You should rest for a while. You are still young, don't be tired of showing off."

Wang Qibu bit on the convex point in Bai Xue's chest. He tried hard and didn't dare to bite it. It must have hurt, but Bai Xue did not move other than gently stroked Wang Qibu's head. So Wang Qibu naturally couldn't bite it anymore. He rubbed it as if he was pleased and said in an unquestionable voice, "Even if I can't marry you, I will never let you marry someone else."

"Hehe, you should say such words at your age." Bai Xue smiled, then hugged Wang Qibu's neck and said in a faint teasing tone.

"Believe me, it has nothing to do with age. And what I say, especially in this tone, is always done. You don't want anyone who interacts with you in the future, or you run away from the streets or your family?" Yes, Wang Qibu felt very shameless when he said such words. Ineffectively, he was just a 16 or 17-year-old child, but even if he took out the personality factors, he should at least be an adult in mind. And an adult said such words or made such decisions. Then, he should blush.

"Hmph, I don't learn well at such a young age. How do you still want to force a girl? " Bai Xue said, " She knocked Wang Qibu on the head with a slight and heavy blow, and then said, "Sister can guess that your family has a background. But having a background does not mean that you can use it to do whatever you want. I have never forgotten how you looked when you saved me a few years ago. So I don't doubt at all that you would do stupid things for my sister. But Qibu, you are already an adult, at least not a child anymore. No matter what you do, you have to think about the consequences. You are a man, so you must do your own business and support a world for a woman."

Wang Qibu, who was educated by Bai Xue as a child in such an ambiguous posture, was naturally amused and crying, and said, "Believe me, all your expectations for me are what I have done. First of all, I can support you. Secondly, there is no other man who can support you except me. In the end, there is no consequence that I can't afford. Moreover, the so-called background you have been thinking about is as simple as you think."

"Hey! This is the generation gap between ages." Bai Xue sighed with a headache and shouted, "Well! I hate it, you put it in again without saying a word!"

"You said yours, I'll do mine." Wang Qibu, who was a little annoyed by the education, said depressedly.

“…” Bai Xue.

After dawn, Wang Qibu left after buying breakfast. Before leaving, he warned Bai Xue many times, and the general idea was that she could not escape from his palm. Bai Xue responded obediently, but the expression of coaxing her younger brother still made Wang Qibu feel very depressed. But he didn't have to leave because he was busy!

Chinese people value gifts, and politicians are even more so. Of course, for those who come into contact with, the gift itself is actually not very meaningful, and it can even be ignored. What is really important is the act of giving gifts itself. For example, who gives gifts to whom, what is the meaning of the gift? Who gives gifts to someone first and who gives them to whom. These are all things that require such a person to worry about. And as mentioned before, the situation of the Wang family is so special, without any relatives. This is a rule that the wife cannot give gifts on behalf of her husband. It is impossible to let the Prime Minister or the Chief of the General Office go this trip in person. That is not giving gifts, but creating a tense atmosphere. So the third generation of the Wang family, Wang Qibu, naturally became the one who comes to care about this.

In fact, Wang Qibu has a detailed and appropriate gift-giving schedule. After all, if this thing is a mess, it will cause serious problems. For example, it will cause suspicion, create misunderstandings, lay hidden dangers, etc. Therefore, he must follow the time process on the form.

On the 25th day of the 12th lunar month, Wang Qibu came to Qiushi Villa alone, which is the official residence of Li Zhenbang, the current leader of the Party and the country. Without grand reception, no one stopped him. Wang Qibu came straight through the house in a living room like he was carrying a large bag and small package. When he was reading the newspaper, Li Zhiguo found his arrival, so he put down the newspaper and casually said, "Qibu is here. Let's talk to the kitchen if you want to eat at noon. I will finish reading this version first." Then he actually picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. It was calm, and it was indeed a heavy attention than any grand welcome! It was casual, and it actually came to this! Li Zhenbang's grandson on Chenhui's second day of the Chinese New Year came here, right?

"Grandpa Li, your health care doctor is not here now, right?" Wang Qibu, who was not sitting down, said whispering.

Think about it, how smart the head of state is, Li Zhenbang, who instantly understood Wang Qibu's meaning, kept his way of receiving the newspaper, lowered his voice and said, "I've gone to purchase nutritional products. If you go out in the morning, it will take a while before you can come back."

So, Wang Qibu reached out to the bottom of one of the bags he brought, and took out a generation from there, which looked like a bag of betel nut produced by a three-no manufacturer, and threw it directly to Li Zhenbang, saying, "The food safety check has been relatively strict recently. This betel nut processing factory has changed its vest three times in half a year. Uh, I mean packaging and farm name. And maybe when I have to change it again. I learned to be smart this time and bought more, and they all exist at my house. As for you, I suggest you should still flow slowly." Of course, Wang Qibu is not referring to the total amount of food, but reminding the head of state to be careful and restrained so that the possibility of being caught can be reduced.

"Oh. This is also a major dilemma for our nationally owned enterprises. If the raw materials are not reported, the industrial and commercial and food safety supervision departments will not issue licenses to such enterprises. They will even crack down on investigations and deal with them. If the reports are reported, the little bosses are also confused in their hearts. After all, this small secret recipe is the hard work of several generations. If you hand over it, not everyone can turn the corner." Li Zhenbang said, and stuffed betel nut into the gap in the sofa.

"Grandpa Li is actually just one sentence. It's because we don't invest enough in the assistance of these workshop owners. Frankly speaking, this group of small vendors have not paid much attention to them except for the fact that our party united for a period of time before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The basic policies are either suppressing or letting them die. It's because they cannot create tax revenue to the maximum efficiency? Or is it because their development is easy to bring market chaos? No matter what, they think it's inappropriate to do this." Without any concealment, Wang Qibu spoke out bluntly.
Chapter completed!