The last thing that Zhao Guodong wanted to see actually happened. The white Fukang was placed in the outermost and most conspicuous place in the ecological parking lot in front of the three-story building of the Organization Department, and Zhao Guodong recognized its car at a glance.

The familiar license plate, the familiar teddy bear, and the elegant and bright car decoration style, who is it that is not Han Dong?

Peng Changgui naturally didn't notice the change in his boss's mentality, and even took the initiative to park the car next to the Fukang car.

After the car stopped, Peng Changgui found that his boss didn't mean to get out of the car for a long time, and turned his head in surprise. Or is it that the boss suddenly doesn't want to go again?

However, he is very interesting, since the boss did not get out of the car, he did not say anything, the engine did not turn off, and the constant temperature air conditioning remained 26, which was very comfortable.

Zhao Guodong is indeed a little embarrassed, Han Dong works in the Propaganda Department of the Andu Municipal Party Committee, and it is impossible to go to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee to report his work, so there is only one possibility. That is, to go to the provincial party committee to do business, and by the way, come to my second uncle to sit down, and make it difficult for people to arrange family banquets in the evening.

Scratching his head, Zhao Guodong slowly took out his mobile phone, hesitated again and again, and still felt that he had to make a phone call, so that the car was next to the car, but he pretended to let Han Dong know that it was okay? I'm afraid that I'm going to break off my friendship with myself right away?

"Little Winter."

"Guodong, why did you suddenly remember to call me?" Han Dong was inexplicably surprised, while covering the phone, he walked out quietly, and he didn't even notice that his Kun Bao was forgotten on the second uncle's desk, but he didn't see his second uncle frown slightly, and sighed lightly, but pretended not to know and helped the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and put his eyes on the newspaper on the desk.

"Uh, are you with your second uncle?" Zhao Guodong said stubbornly, he didn't know how to deal with such an embarrassing situation, if he didn't meet to solve it, Zhao Guodong would definitely only use the phone; If he could send a text message, Zhao Guodong would never call, Zhao Guodong was really afraid of seeing Han Dong.

"You're downstairs? Why don't you come up? Han Dong's heart suddenly became sweet, it seemed that the other party knew that he was here when he saw his car below.

"I'm about to come up, I don't know if Minister Han is here?" Now that the phone has been connected, Zhao Guodong has also let go, "I just plan to report to Minister Han." Hey. ”

"Hmph, do you mean that I should be a little more interesting and leave, I can't listen to the conversation between you and my second uncle, it will be in the way here?" Han Dong was a little annoyed.

"Where is it, it is also an honor to ask Director Han to correct the shortcomings of our work in Ningling, isn't it?" Zhao Guodong hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, it's better to talk than to sing, so why don't you come up and stay down? Are you afraid to see me or what? Han Dong's lips and tongue were as sharp as a knife.

Zhao Guodong wiped his sweat while holding his bag and preparing to get out of the car, "How can it?" Aren't you just afraid that you're leaving, I still want to invite you to dinner with Minister Han in the evening. ”

"Come on, I'm afraid I just want to invite the head of the organization, and I have never considered my insignificant role?" Han Dong smiled lightly, "If you have sincerity, hurry up, or I'll take my second uncle away, and I'll report next week if you have anything." ”

"Come, come, am I going upstairs? The body is as light as a swallow in three steps and two steps to practice flying on the grass, I want to see you a second earlier. Zhao Guodong also let go, his mouth was not so serious, he still had a whole set of skills to deal with Han Dong. I know how to make her happy.

Han Dong, who had already walked to the door of the second uncle's office, tried his best to restrain the joy in his heart, but the irrepressible look on his face still betrayed him, and Han who was secretly observing her also sighed secretly.

He had long known that Han Dong had a crush on Zhao Guodong, and his wife had also muttered in his ear many times, but what could this be? Han Dong's personality is somewhat similar to his brother's personality, in his words, he just doesn't know how to get acquainted, and to put it mildly, he just drills the horns of the bull and likes to hang himself from a tree.

Zhao Guodong is a married man, no matter how good he is, he has nothing to do with her Han Dong, this Han Dong himself is not unaware, Han also reminded Han Dong by knocking on the side, but Han Dong obviously didn't listen, a girl in her early thirties, but she still maintains a single body, she used to occasionally go to meet the person introduced by her family, but now she refuses without even asking, but she really can't push it, just promise it first, the last call can't come, no one can do anything.

But look at her current performance, it is clearly a girl who is caught in love, which makes Han Dong feel unspeakably uncomfortable, shouldn't Han Dong enjoy a romantic love that should belong to a girl like her?

Han didn't blame Zhao Guodong, he also knew that Zhao Guodong had never taken the initiative to provoke Han Dong, and even now he was still avoiding Han Dong, even Han Dong admitted that Zhao Guodong had already talked openly and honestly with her, and he and her could not have a perfect future. So persuaded her to swing the sword as soon as possible to cut the love thread, but it was easier said than done, Han Dong told herself unmistakably that she couldn't do it, and would rather be a lonely watchman like this, tasting this warm and indifferent friendship from afar.

The question is, is this friendship really just friendship?

Han felt that this problem was unsolvable, and believed that Han Dong himself was just as confused in his heart.

At a glance, he saw Han Dong standing at the door of the office looking at him with a smile, and Zhao Guodong also laughed, "Xiao Dong, dressed up so fashionably, do you consider that as the leader of the Literature and Art Department of the Propaganda Department, you must play the responsibility of leading the aesthetics of the times?" ”

"What do you say?" Han Dong snorted out laughing and glared at Zhao Guodong, "Grinding and grinding, and saying that you are flying on the grass, I think if you didn't see my car below, you would have been sitting in my second uncle's office a long time ago?" Did you call me reluctantly after a few spins down there and didn't see my car leave? ”

"The sky is clear!" Zhao Guodong swore with a smiling face, which can be regarded as resolving this catastrophe.

Han did not use Ge Jing's original office, but used the office on the second floor, which was slightly renovated and quaint. There are no popular tomes such as Ma Enles Mao in the bookcase, nor are there world famous Chinese classics used to decorate the façade, but there are more books of current politics.

"Sit down, Gordon." Han saw Zhao Guodong enter the door, nodded, and sat on the sofa.

"Do I need to leave?" Han Dong asked a little mischievously, "Do you need to keep it secret?" ”

Han Yi glared, "What do you say?" ”

Han Dong pursed his lips and picked up his kun bag stupidly, "Then I'll go to Xiao Wang next door to sit and sit, you can talk." ”

Han ignored her either. Zhao Guodong smiled a little awkwardly.

When Han Dong left the office, Han Cai sighed, and saw that Zhao Guodong seemed to be a little unnatural, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, "Well, how are the two publicly elected and recruited cadres performing?" ”

Han Dong has peeped twice by the door, but the second uncle and Guodong have a good conversation, although they can't hear what the two are talking about, but in the gap of the hidden door, it can still be seen that the two of them are smiling, and the second uncle also uses gestures to strengthen his tone from time to time, it seems that the two are discussing some topics, Han Dong only vaguely heard some words from the other party mentioning the cadre appointment system.

"Yo, we've been talking for an hour, it's past six o'clock, Guodong, you want to go home for dinner? Why don't you go to my house and deal with it? Han looked at his watch and said with a smile.

"Hehe, just now Xiaodong said that he was going to knock me, if you don't dislike it, please ask Minister Han to eat something light too." Zhao Guodong invited with a shy face.

"Forget it, you young people are old friends again, you go, I'll just go home and deal with it." Han saw Han Dong's figure appear at the door again, and waved his hand, signaling that the conversation was over.

"Second uncle, together, the second aunt has gone to Kunming for a trip, what else can you eat when you go home? Didn't you make another meal to comfort yourself? Han Dong unceremoniously exposed the bottom of his second uncle.

Han feigned anger, "You mean that the noodles I made myself are hard to eat?" ”

"No, but we're going to have a delicious meal today, and the secretary of the municipal party committee is in for a treat, well, I'm the host and guest, and you're a rub meal." Han Dong's smile was particularly bright and dazzling.

Zhao Guodong also laughed, "Minister Han, I have a private treat today. Together, even if you are aware of the people's feelings, Xiao Dong just said that he wanted to eat portable hot pot, I wonder if Minister Han is interested? ”

"Portable hot pot?" Han asked in surprise, "There is still a portable type of hot pot?" How come I've never heard of it? Is it a new trick? ”

The food customs of Anyuan are greatly influenced by Sichuan and Chongqing in the west and Hunan cuisine in the east, especially in recent years, the brand hot pot in Sichuan and Chongqing has entered the Anyuan market in a big way, and various sour soup series with folk characteristics in the south of Qiannan have also entered Andu, which are all popular and popular in Andu, and hot pot has become the favorite of Andu people.

Han also likes to eat hot pot, but his wife is a northerner who is not very suitable for spicy taste, so when his wife is at home, there are not many opportunities, and now his wife's unit organizes a trip to Kunming Dali, and he is alone at home, just free to enjoy a meal.

"Hehe, second uncle, it is the string of incense from Sichuan and Chongqing, all kinds of dishes worn with bamboo skewers, put them in the pot and cook them, when they are cooked, pull up the bamboo skewers by themselves, and then use chopsticks to pull them into the seasoning bowl, the taste is great, I guarantee that you will eat one meal and think twice." When Han Dong talks about strings of incense, his eyebrows are flying.

"Okay, I'll try it and see if it's as delicious as you say." Han hesitated for a moment and agreed.

The three of them got on Han Dong's Fukang and went straight to the oldest Fat Tai Pier in Andu, which is a famous food stall area in Andu.