It is best if the military and political power is too strong, and she will be favored in all aspects. She can crush everything, have a wide network of connections, and have a low-key personality. No matter how big the city you are looking for, I will still crush you in everything. Thank you for recommending me, old friends.
The mountains and rivers were destroyed, the homeland was taken back, everything that was carefully planned was unable to be completed, and could only be completed by the next generation of my sister. Only their identities were justified. As a result, they lost control, and they tore this great country into pieces and ceased to exist. Let's take a look at these twins: the older brother is fair-skinned and handsome and can decide life and death with a silver needle in his hand, while the younger sister is bronze-skinned and has been a master of millions with a single sword.
There are so many officialdom novels that I don't even know which one to read. I choose new books to read, which is relaxing and stress-free. It was a pleasure to read.
Repairing dragon veins is not tomb robbing. You can't open and close like that, pick up the pickaxe and just dig down. Grave robbing is destruction and plundering, and what is captured is the burial of death. And repairing the dragon veins is to soothe and awaken, and it continues the vitality of mountains and rivers. This is an elegant and sacred technique. It is like a doctor taking the pulse, and the fingertips touch the pulse of the earth. . . . . . . .
The wooden corridors of the hot spring resort were so hot from the sun that it felt like stepping on the edge of a hot pot. Song Meimei squatted in the shade of the corridor, with a small notebook spread out on her knees, and the calculator in her hand clicked loudly, as if she was deciphering some military code. The maple leaf red on her nails was so bright that it dazzled people's eyes in the sun, and was more dazzling than the hot spring water in the pool. "Two tickets cost 600, one for you and one for me, no problem." She didn't raise her head, and the calculator keys sounded like firecrackers. "My swimsuit was brought from home, and your swimsuit is new. It took three hours to pick it out from the mall. It's 120. You give me 120 - don't be too expensive. This material is resistant to chlorine and will not shrink after being soaked for a long time." Lao Zhou stood nearby, still holding the tissue he had just wiped his hands with. Hearing that the calculation was more detailed than the unit accountant, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. The most calculations he has ever done with anyone in his life are unit expense reports, which can be accurate to two decimal places, but has he ever seen such a "meticulous" date calculation? "The strawberries I bought just now," Song Meimei suddenly raised her head, her eyelashes still stained with some water vapor from the hot spring pool, as if they were hung with a layer of small pearls, "it's thirty yuan a box, you ate seven, I ate eight, it's about the same, AA, you give me fifteen. Oh. That's right!" She suddenly slapped her thigh and almost dropped the calculator, "Your cup of sour plum soup costs 6 yuan, and my cup of lemonade costs 6 yuan. You pay 8 yuan for me - your sour plum soup with ice is 2 yuan more expensive than mine. Is that okay?" Lao Zhou took out his mobile phone, and the transfer code that popped up on the screen was blindingly bright. He stared at the string of numbers and calculated in his mind: 300+120+15+8=443. Good guy, not even a scratch. His hands were shaking when he scanned the code, not because he was worried about the money, but because he felt that the scene was too magical - he thought back then when he signed for funds at work and approved tens of thousands of dollars without blinking an eye. He is now dozens of years old, but now he has to deal clearly with others for eight yuan of sour plum soup. "Brother Zhou, don't think I'm picky." Song Meimei stuffed the calculator back into the canvas bag, and the zipper made a "sting" sound, like ripping cloth, "Chou said, the money is calculated clearly in the beginning, and there will be no trouble in the future. You see, Uncle Wang and Aunt Zhang in the community, just because they spent five yuan more to buy vegetables, they quarreled from the vegetable market to the neighborhood committee. In the end, even the square dance team was divided - it's not worth it! Now that the accounts are clear, let's go to the hot springs." Lao Zhou didn't refute, just looked down at the mobile phone bill. He suddenly remembered Zhao Yun, who had been on a blind date two years ago. When they first met, he said, "What's yours is not mine." Then she turned around and asked him if he could pay the down payment for her son's wedding house. He was so frightened that he almost pretended to faint on the spot. Comparing this, Song Meimei's "caring about everything" is like a talisman - at least she knows what she wants and what she doesn't want, and doesn't hide it. As a grown man, she can go out to play with women without spending money or suffering any disadvantages. Lao Zhou was also secretly happy. It's good to get along with AA partners like this. The two of them walked to the hot spring area on wooden clogs. The bottom of the wooden clogs made a clicking sound, like a wooden clapper. As soon as Lao Zhou put his foot into the pool, it was so hot that he retracted it with an "ouch", as if he had stepped on a soldering iron. "This water... Is this water going to boil soon?" He grinned and rubbed his feet. The insteps were as red as cooked shrimps. "What a coward." Song Meimei had already soaked her entire calf in it, squinting her eyes in comfort, "This is called a high-temperature pool, which promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis. You go to the warm pool over there first and get used to it." Lao Zhou moved to the warm pool next to him, and as soon as he settled his butt firmly, Song Meimei swam over like a fish, holding a round chocolate in her hand, with its tinfoil package floating in the water. "Try it. My son brought it from Belgium. It's stuffed with black truffles. He said it was for my brain." She stuffed it into his hand and rubbed her fingertips against his hand. It felt cool. As soon as the chocolate entered his mouth, Lao Zhou regretted it. The spiciness of the sweet liquor mixed with the aroma of milk rushed to his forehead, as if he had taken a sip of Erguotou, making him cough and burst into tears. "Ahem... This thing... Ahem... Is it made of wine?" Song Meimei laughed so hard that she slapped the water. The gold bracelet jingled on the water, and the splash almost wet Lao Zhou's glasses: "You usually drink a pound of white wine, so why would you choke on some alcohol-flavored chocolate? Haha, Song Meimei laughed so loudly. "You're not as good as the orange cat downstairs! It can take a few sips of white wine, but you pour it and it's all over!" "I thought it was chocolate, but I didn't notice it." Lao Zhou wiped his face, and there was water mist on his glasses. "Are you good at drinking?" "That's it!" Song Meimei leaned into the water, her hair floating on the water like a spreading maroon dahlia, "I signed up for a wine tasting class after retirement, and just passed the junior certificate last week - now I can tell the difference between Cabernet Sauvignon and Merlot by just smelling it. Isn't it amazing?" She suddenly came over, and the hot air blew the hair on Lao Zhou's ears. Hot, "There is a red wine tasting party next week. It is in the basement of the gallery. The lights are as dim as a movie theater. There is also a buffet. AA system, two hundred people. Do you want to go? If not, I called Aunt Li. She said yesterday that she wanted to learn how to taste red wine with me, and said that she would be able to quarrel with the old man in a more stylish way in the future." Lao Zhou looked at her cheeks that were reddened by the steam, as if she had applied rouge, and suddenly nodded. He actually didn't know much about red wine, he always felt that it was bitter and sour, not as good as the white wine Erguotou. But he suddenly wanted to see Song Meimei wearing a cheongsam - imagining her holding a goblet and saying, "This wine smells like roasted chestnuts." That look would definitely be more exciting than when she was wearing a square dance uniform, like something out of an old movie. "Go." He said decisively, throwing the chocolate foil in his hand into the trash can next to him. "When the time comes... I'll wear a new shirt too." Song Meimei smiled even more happily, and stretched out her hand to draw a circle in the water. The water splashed on Old Zhou Yiyi's neck: "That's right! When the time comes, I'll teach you to shake the cup - don't hold it like an enamel jar, it has to be elegant, do you understand?" Lao Zhou didn't say anything, but stretched his feet to the bottom of the pool. The hot water covered his knees, making him feel lazy all over. The sun shines in through the gaps in the eaves of the corridor, casting mottled light on the water. It's like Song Meimei's calculation. It's a little broken, but it's bright and full of real energy.
Ah? I heard that no one has read the new book? I think it's interesting to watch a novice writer's writing style gradually mature! Don't tell me, that's really good! Remarkable! Okay, no more bragging, this is me pushing myself [crying]
[Acquisition of both power and wealth + Stunning wife + Reborn prophet + Amazing medical skills] 😒😒 After being reborn, he was ridiculed by his family, made things difficult by his leaders, and looked down upon by others 😳😳 He was sent to a mountain village as assistant to the village director. He found out about the affair of the female director and was promoted to three levels in a row! The leader of the original unit immediately changed his face and flattered him!
The most touching thing about "Second Love" is its "realism". The life trajectory of the heroine Hao Jia is like the epitome of countless ordinary girls around us - going on blind dates, falling in love, and preparing for marriage step by step, but an accident breaks all plans. The author, Mrs. Panda, uses delicate and warm writing to vividly describe the trivialities of the workplace, the confusion of marriage and love, and the "second love" that quietly grows in desperate situations. Hao Jia is not a big heroine. Her hesitation, struggle, and final bravery make this character full of fireworks. After reading it, you will feel that this is not an unreachable story, but a journey that happens around you, about how ordinary people find love in the folds of life. It is very healing and powerful.
Recommended by old bookworms, it is a true officialdom story of a vertical management system, written within the system, eloquent narration, granular descriptions, and the test of money, fame, fortune, power, family, friendship, and human relationships. It is worth reading.
A young man in the workplace, being ruthlessly abandoned? Life is confusing, how to choose? After regaining love, why is it struck again? Can love really give rise to supernatural powers? Will the journey be smoother with improved abilities? The deceitful life of a down-and-out young man, from failure in love to love affairs, from failure in the workplace to being a big boss in capital. Ups and downs, all intertwined, let's see how he turns his life around?
In less than a week, the secretary of the township party committee resigned because of him. He severely beat the township head who bullied women. He petitioned the people to fight against the evil forces. Several women were jealous because of him. All forces competed to put pressure on him. For a time, he became the focus of Daping Township. But he always sticks to his original intention: not to let good people get hurt, not to let women be wronged. Surround it with ease, and strive towards your ideals. Tall, rich and handsome
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It's powerful, it's high-quality, the protagonist has a backer, it's slow to get started! Say important things three times, slowly warm up, slowly warm up! The protagonist has clear ideas, pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and the villain is not brainless. Xiao Jiang: I am a new author. I beg all the handsome guys and beauties to read it and give me your support! Thanks!
An experienced criminal policeman, Fu Yisheng, gradually brought a very difficult case to the surface through his professional detective skills and meticulous mind.