Dong Fang stared at Qin Ping in front of her. She was wearing a cotton sweater with frayed edges, a round beer belly about his age, and a string of keys hanging on her belt. She looked a little weak and could speak clearly. sweating profusely.
"Factory Manager Qin, the times are different now. Whether it is a private enterprise or a state-owned enterprise, it has to follow the rule of law. I, Dong Fang, work in a private enterprise, but I am not one of those local hooligans who still want to settle something." Dong Fang Fang turned around and said mockingly.
"As the deputy director of Xianshui Distillery, Xiaoxiao is conscientious and conscientious, which is obvious to all. But if someone insists on blaming her for everything, then I can't be a calm bystander."
Qin Ping worked as the deputy director of the city's state-owned winery, and also worked as the director and accountant of the township. It stands to reason that people like him are the most clear about right and wrong. But now, he was in a hurry to solve the difficult matter in front of him indiscriminately, which had to arouse Dong Fang's disgust.
"You" Qin Ping was speechless and lost his voice for a moment. He felt the weight of Dong Fang's words. This woman who has worked in the feed industry for many years has rarely been so aggressive in her impression.
Qin Ping was a little annoyed. In the past few decades of his career, he had been a cautious person all his life, so how could he be so impatient about this incident. The sunlight piercing overhead made people's eyes dizzy, and he watched Dong Fang go with the wind.
At that time, Qin Ping began to think, I am afraid that if the matter is not brought to the fore, there will be no time to calm down.
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The waves of the fish pond are photographed on the table from time to time, and the ground is washed full of mud. Once the foot is stepped on, it will be a sticky mark, and the air is filled with a fishy smell unique to lake water.
Zhao Weiping squatted down, searching for something carefully on the ground, when someone came not far away, splashing mud all the way. He turned around and saw that it was Dong Fang holding a silver carp and bighead carp in his hand.
Dong Fang threw silver carp and bighead carp back into the fish pond, and said: "I heard that the fry here are all growing well, and they are very vigorous. Just now, one jumped out of the water, but I picked it up."
Zhao Weiping pointed to the water surface with his toes and said, "The farmer who contracted the fish pond put several batches of fish fry, including grass carp, silver carp, bighead carp, and bream, and there are many varieties. There is also a pond where you walked just now, and the fish are all raised. The growth is also good. It is estimated that by the end of the year, it will be able to sell for a good price."
Having said that, Zhao Weiping stood up and patted the mud stains on his hands: "Dong Fang, why did you remember this place? I'm afraid you didn't just want to talk to me about the fish pond, did you?"
After Zhao Weiping was promoted to county magistrate, this was the first time he saw Dong Fang looking for him on his own initiative. The so-called not going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, I am afraid that this is something to look for.
Dong Fang smiled: "I originally wanted to go to the county government to wait for you, but I couldn't wait for anyone for a few days, so I can only come here to try my luck."
Zhao Weiping glanced at her and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Let's go, please drink some freshly picked yellow tea."
After leaving the path of the fish pond, the two came to a rough house. Zhao Weiping slammed his hands and face at the water faucet, and the movement range was too large, and the water sprayed all over the place.
He handed Dong Fang a towel, Dong Fang took it and wiped his hands, and the two sat opposite each other under the eaves. Two enamel cups had been placed on the cracked table, Zhao Weiping blew on the tea leaves on the hot water, and then took a sip, with a satisfied look on his face.
Dong Fang sipped the tea immediately, and said in a low voice: "This tea is really good, but it still has a bit of sour and bitter taste, and my tongue is a little numb."
"Just this taste, it's refreshing, it's sure to be better than the coffee that young people drink now." Zhao Weiping said with a smile: "You didn't come here today because of the Xianshui Brewery, did you? I've heard it too. It was your sister-in-law who said it was the accident? Dong Fang, although we are old acquaintances, I have to say this ugly word first. This matter has a great social impact, so what should be done, then what should be done." (Record Website website: www.hlnovel.com