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Wu Yong paused for a minute after knocking on the door, then carefully pushed open the door of the director of the housing construction office. There is a computer on a large desk and a nameplate with a photo on it. Two small flags stand in the upper right corner of the desk. The middle-aged man sitting in the chair at the moment is busy in front of the computer. Wu Yong carefully looked at the photo and name on the nameplate. His name was Zhang Dekai, and he was exactly the person he came to find today. So he took out a prepared Chinese cigarette and handed it over: "Director Zhang, I have something to trouble you with." The man took the cigarette and lit it: "Tell me, what's the matter?" Wu Yong said, "I want to renovate the old house where I live now." Director Zhang nodded: "Oh, did you bring your ID?"

Chen Jun received the call just as he sat down and asked his tablemates to use their chopsticks. He was in a particularly happy mood today. Just like every time he negotiated a business deal, the decoration project of Times Square was finalized this afternoon after several iterations and a lot of effort and brainpower. He used all his connections to do this, including his retired uncle. At the critical moment, it was also a phone call from his uncle that made the former deputy mayor of Shenzhou relax and write him a note. It was with this note that Chen Jun found the on-site commander of Times Square and signed the decoration contract. This is a 30 million project. Chen Jun has been busy for a while. Of course he wanted to celebrate this, but on this occasion, Deputy Mayor Shen and Commander Xu were not coming, but he had a better way to express his gratitude.