One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Eight Special Carnival

Throwing the document bag on the table, the middle-aged official in a Chinese tunic suit with a pot belly skillfully tore open his neckline, picked up the water glass in front of him, and took a big gulp.

"Mmm! Oh! Good tea!" The sweet scent of the entrance made the middle-aged official admire it, and it also made several other middle-aged and elderly people beside the table breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency! Good tea must be judged by a high-ranking person." A middle-aged man smiled and bent over to pour another cup of tea for the fat official. Ordinary people hold their hands, I will buy more later."

How could a fat official know how to taste good tea? He just drank too much bad tea, and after drinking such a good one, he knew that the tea was good by comparison.

So he drank the tea in one gulp, then glanced at the man beside him, and said, "The tea is indeed good tea, but I can't tell where the good tea is from. I'm a vulgar, elegant thing to play with." Come."

Hearing what the fat official said, the middle-aged man who accompanied him knew that he was flattering the wrong place, and quickly apologized: "This tea is the camellia from the south of the Holy Demon District, and its appearance is quite good. I will give it to you later. Come to the house, good tea must be matched with a capable person like you!"

Hearing the camellia from the southern part of the Holy Demon District, the fat official's face twitched involuntarily. He knew that this tea was definitely good tea, and the price was something that could go up to heaven.

"I don't dare, I don't dare!" He waved his hand quickly and refused, "If I collect a box of this thing, I will probably have my skin peeled off... Maybe I won't even be able to keep my head."

"You're joking! You're joking!" The old man on the other side smiled and pressed his hand on the back of the fat official's hand, and said comfortingly, "We are friends. Do you know?"

"We are friends, we are friends!" The middle-aged man hurriedly bent over to help the fat official fill the teacup in front of him, with a flattering expression on his face: "We are friends forever! Friends!"

The fat official also knew in his heart that the people sitting here were all rich people. For him, the unattainable tea is just a drop in the bucket for these people.

The reason why he was able to sit here was entirely because of his official hat as the director of the Railway Urban Construction Bureau, not his wealth, although not poor, but by no means rich.

He had done a small favor to these people before, and these people also treated him to a big meal. The two sides have become acquainted with each other in this way, and they often go out to eat together in twos and threes.

Being an official for thousands of miles is only for money, and whoever becomes an official has a little power in his hands, it is impossible not to think about himself at all. There are many people who are neither corrupt nor corrupt, but those who are as clear as water and as bright as a mirror are rare.

When you are an official, you raise some contacts, pave the way for yourself or future generations to build bridges, and have a certain future. Many people have such selfishness, so when an official goes away from personal relationships, everyone turns a blind eye. It's also tacit.

I didn't expect these people to invite him to such a high-level place today, and the posture they put on made the fat official a little nervous.

"I heard...the special line for maglev...the approval has come down?" The old man sitting next to the fat official cut to the chase and said, "We don't want to play with you anymore. Everyone wants to share a piece of the pie. Can't you make it easier for us?"

"Your news is really well-informed." The fat official took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the old man, and said, "The approval document issued this morning, 1900 kilometers, is all the latest technology..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "You can't eat this kind of high-tech railway project...I just give it to you, and within three days you will be exposed."

"We don't want the railway, we want the railway station..." The middle-aged man beside him rubbed his palms excitedly and said with a smile on his face.

"I have a lot of appetite." The fat official glanced at the middle-aged man, then looked at the old man beside him, and said, "Whoever entrusts the railway station to build it will build it... Naturally, the oil and water are the most.

How many pairs of eyes are staring at this piece, I alone..."

"Five million gold coins!" The old man stretched out his hand and made a five: "As long as you hold your hand high, I will find a way to legally make you earn so much money."

"The Imperial Anti-Corruption Administration is no joke, let alone His Majesty's Royal Guards Special Task Department... Maybe we will lose our heads!" The fat official looked around nervously, He lowered his voice and said.

The old man also lowered his voice, and promised: "You can find a reliable cousin, or your wife, son...anyone, start a company...whether you sell screws or kettles, I will eat 10 million yuan The goods... Guaranteed to be undetected, undetected, and well-documented!"

"This..." The fat official was moved, hesitating and not daring to nod. He knows that there are at least 5 stations and supporting facilities for this 1,900-kilometer maglev high-speed train.

As long as he nods, these people can take on the project. 5 stations, at least a project of 2 billion gold coins, the profit of these people is more than 30 million.

This project was applied for by the southern region, and the project is given to anyone, and the bidding is just a formality. But the benefit of 5 million is really his alone.

Thinking of this, the fat official was still shaken. He looked at the old man and said, "I can talk to you about the bidding requirements I have drawn up... But, you can't cut corners after winning the contract!"

"That said, what we want is a project, and to earn money from cutting corners, don't you think that your life is too long?" The old man saw that the thing had succeeded, and the smile on his face turned his wrinkles into flowers.

He moved away from his seat and took an empty seat next to him. The middle-aged man left his seat, came to the door of the box, pushed open the door, and waved to the outside.

Then, one after another, Yingying and Yanyan women rushed into the room with smiles. They chatted and laughed, and the two beautiful people sat directly beside the fat official, who was so frightened that the fat official took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat again.

"Yo...why are you nervous?" One girl took out her silk handkerchief and helped the fat official wipe away the sweat, while the other girl put her hand on the fat official's fat leg while coquettish.

The middle-aged man gave the old man a wink look, and the old man returned a warning look not to be careless, and the two of them sat down in their respective seats tacitly, hugged the girls in revealing clothes, and started this A special carnival.

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