Chapter 907: Human Relations

Chapter 907: Human Relationships

When Zhao Jianhui arrived, the wedding had already been held. The ground in front of Tiangongyuan was covered with bright red firecracker confetti, which swirled on the ground with the breeze, looking festive.

Just now, the car was still hundreds of meters away from Tiangongyuan, and the roadside was already full of cars of various colors. Among them were private cars, but more were government-licensed cars. Roughly speaking, there were probably hundreds of cars parked on both sides of the road. Even if there was only one person in a car attending the banquet, there would probably be dozens of tables.

The social atmosphere is still like this now, as if it would be strange if it was not like this. Besides, Hao Guotao is now the top leader of Xilin District. His family has lived in Xilin for a long time, and he has many old relatives and friends, so the scene will naturally be a little grander.

The old couple Hao Guotao and his son and daughter-in-law were standing at the door of the hotel to welcome the guests. When they saw Zhao Jianhui and Li Wen getting out of the car, they couldn't help but be stunned. I thought to myself, what you fear will come true. How come he really came?

"Secretary Hao, your son is getting married. You didn't tell me about such a big thing? We are colleagues who have worked together in the same team. It's my duty to drink a glass of wedding wine." Zhao Jianhui walked over with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Hao Guotao quickly pulled his wife and led his son and daughter-in-law to greet him: "Secretary Zhao, I didn't dare to disturb you because I was afraid you were busy. Look at what I have done. Please come in quickly..."

The bride and groom probably also heard of this Secretary Zhao. Seeing that their father and mother were a little restrained, they immediately knew that this Secretary Zhao was the Secretary Zhao that the citizens had been talking about in the past few days. Although the two did not work in the system, they also knew what kind of authority and momentum the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee represented. He could come and drink a glass of water with them. I am afraid that their wedding will become the best in Xilin. In the future, it will be difficult to find someone who can overshadow them no matter how much money they spend.

Old Hao's son is a little taller than his father, and looks similar to Hao Guotao, except that he has fewer wrinkles on his face. The bride is not tall, but she is very pretty. She wears a bright red wedding dress and has delicate hair like petals. Her outfit is appropriate, and she can be considered a little beauty.

As they walked in, Zhao Jianhui smiled and said, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Li Wen, take out the red envelopes you prepared. Secretary Hao, I'm not bribing you. I'm mainly congratulating the newlyweds. It's just a little thing."

Li Wen quickly took out two red envelopes. Zhao Jianhui took them and was about to hand them to the newlyweds. However, when he glanced around, he found that there was a table behind the hotel door. There were two people sitting behind the table. One of them had a leather bag under his armpit, and the other had a red account book on the table in front of him. This is what people here call a wedding cabinet, which is used to collect gifts from relatives and friends and register them.

Zhao Jianhui smiled, and gently placed the sealed red envelope on the table, and said to Hao Guotao with a smile: "Since the red cabinet has been set up, then register it according to the rules... Comrade, why are you standing there? Remember to write my name. This is for relatives and friends. When my son gets married, Secretary Hao will return it. Secretary Hao, I remember that according to our Xilin customs, the gift returned should be more than what I give now, right?"

The person in charge of collecting money took the red envelope and opened it in front of Zhao Jianhui. The person in charge of accounting took the pen and asked casually: "What's your name, how much..."

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "I'll write it myself. I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time. Seeing you write, I'm itching to write. Originally, I prepared two copies, 660 yuan for each couple, to take a good omen..." As he spoke, he took the brush and wrote his name neatly.

Hao Guotao's face flushed slightly. He was originally nervous that Zhao Jianhui could come, but Zhao Jianhui was willing to give a wedding gift, which made him a little happy. In this case, Secretary Zhao is not here to make trouble.

However, Zhao Jianhui actually recorded the wedding gift according to the rules, which brought more than just a surprise to Hao Guotao. He made a big scene. Although many people are his son's friends, who knows if they are friends with his son because his son has a father who is the secretary of the district committee?

Just now, I took a rough look at the gift list. The income has exceeded six figures. If someone knows about this, it may be a problem sometimes.

However, now all the problems have disappeared with the entry of Zhao Jianhui's gift money. As long as Zhao Jianhui is in Jiangnan Province for one day, oh no, such a young deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, who knows how far he can go in the future? Even if Zhao Jianhui is transferred from Jiangnan Province, no one will be willing to risk offending Zhao Jianhui to investigate his own affairs.

The thousand yuan was just a formality. The three words "Zhao Jianhui" appeared on the gift list. This was a real gift. Even if his handwriting was ugly, it was worth a thousand gold. It was hard to find.

Could it be that Zhao Jianhui didn't understand this truth? Looking at the smile on Zhao Jianhui's face, Hao Guotao categorically rejected this idea in his heart.

It's not that the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee didn't understand, but he did it deliberately. It's just that this kind of thing can be understood but can't be said.

"Secretary Zhao, thank you..." Old Hao stretched out his hand tightly, grabbed Zhao Jianhui's hand, and shook it vigorously. "Secretary Hao, let's not say thank you between us, right? I remember you were fifty-four when I took over Xilin. You should be fifty-seven this year?"

Hao Guotao said with a smile: "At fifty-eight years old, it's time to enjoy two years of peace and happiness..."

Before Zhao Jianhui came to Xilin, Hao Guotao was already the district mayor. If Zhao Jianhui hadn't "robbed" his position, Hao Guotao might have been promoted to district committee secretary. At that age, Hao Guotao might have been given the title of member of the Standing Committee of the municipal committee. Until now, Hao Guotao is still at the director level, and has not even received treatment at the deputy department level.

Although whether it was a mistake or an honest mistake by Zhao Jianhui, Lao Hao was not listed as a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Committee after all. Zhao Jianhui insisted on staying to attend his son's wedding, and he had to say that he had such an inexplicable reason in his heart.

Hearing Hao Guotao's words, Zhao Jianhui patted the back of his hand and said, "You have dedicated your whole life, and you should enjoy a few days of happiness. I think Secretary Hao is still in good health, but you can't just think about enjoying happiness. How can you enjoy it again?" Two years of service to the people.”

The two people walked upstairs while talking.

The hall on the first floor was already full of people. When Hao Guotao and Zhao Jianhui were talking at the door, everyone in the hall was holding their breath, and the whole hall was coughing and wheezing. When the group of people disappeared at the top of the stairs, there was a buzz of discussion. Naturally, they were envious of Secretary Hao's great dignity.

There were a lot of guests on the second floor. Except for close relatives at home, the rest were all cadres, but the highest level was the chief, and no one above the deputy director level came.

Zhao Jianhui glanced over and saw that there were quite a few local officials here. Zhang Yaping, Li Shangyi, Meng Ru and other members of the Standing Committee were all here. There were also district chiefs and secretaries from other districts, but Zhao Jianhui didn't recognize them. The rest are all the directors of this bureau and that bureau. Some faces are familiar and some are new. It seems that Xilin District has also gone through a lot of personnel changes in the past few years.

Although Hao Guotao is the district party committee secretary at the division level, he is considered a very powerful figure among the division level cadres in Pengzhou. But like his son's wedding banquet, he didn't dare to bite the bullet and invite the big leaders. Speaking of which, he was very familiar with a few of the city's deputy department-level cadres, but they might not easily attend such an occasion.

Chinese people are very particular about certain occasions. There is a saying called respecting one's own identity.

Since Zhao Jianhui came to attend the wedding, he should naturally take the main seat. Hao Guotao led Zhao Jianhui to the more conspicuous large banquet in the middle. It turned out that Zhang Yaping and others sitting at the table had already come to greet them. For a moment, "Hello, Secretary Zhao", "Hello, Secretary Zhao..." "The sound was loud.

Zhao Jianhui shook hands with everyone and said to Zhang Yaping with a smile: "We are all guests, so let's not be too polite, right?" Although he said this, how could anyone really take it seriously? Besides, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Who among those department-level cadres can show their nose in front of Zhao Jianhui?

Needless to say, department-level cadres, there are just a few who stood aside with smiling faces and did not dare to come closer.

Not long after Zhao Jianhui took his seat, a person from outside hurriedly walked in and said in a low voice to Hao Guotao, who was sitting next to Zhao Jianhui: "Secretary Chen is here..."

"Huh? Oh..." Hao Guotao was a little surprised, but after looking at Zhao Jianhui sitting next to him, he immediately understood. This must be because Chen Huijun knew that Secretary Zhao came to have a wedding banquet. Since the secretary could come to give him a favor, how could the secretary of the municipal party committee not come to support him?

But no matter who gave this face, Hao Guotao had no reason not to welcome it. So, he leaned close to Zhao Jianhui's ear and whispered: "Secretary Zhao, please sit down for a while. Secretary Chen is here. I will pick him up at the door."

However, how could Chen Huijun ask Da to wait for him to pick her up at this time? After he finished speaking, he turned around and saw Chen Huijun taking the lead, followed by Yan Xuejiao, deputy director of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, and Hu Qiushan, deputy director of the Propaganda Department.

Behind are Zhao Ruidong, Zhang Guoqiang, Wang Jinxin and other members of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee.

If there weren't so many people in the hall and saw it without knowing it, I would have thought that Secretary Chen was leading the Standing Committee team to the Tiangongyuan Hotel to hold a Standing Committee meeting.

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