Lazy God Possession

In the end, Song Changlong did n’t have time to eat the lunch of Nanming. This morning, countless media flocked to this place and came to Jinshan County to cover the fake Nanming incident. Yes, the news that netizens pay attention to is good news, and now the news about President Fangnan has been on the headlines for a long time, and it is quite hot on the Internet.

To be honest, where have people in Jinshan County seen such a posture? It was almost frightened by the reporters in the crowded publishing hall, and even there were many blond guys. Even the foreign media were paying attention to this matter. This incident suddenly turned Jinshan County into an international focus. Jinshan The county became famous all of a sudden.

At the same time, all members of the leadership team in Jinshan County were dumb, as if they had been slapped several times by anyone, and their swollen faces were shown to everyone.

After dealing with the reporters, the Commerce Bureau also held a meeting to discuss the problems brought by the liar Nan Ming. The meeting was held directly after dinner, and it continued until more than one o'clock in the afternoon.

Lao Liang of the Commerce Bureau said sadly: "Comrades, this time I was deceived, I will bear the primary responsibility. I did not detect the scammers in a timely manner. Our leaders and cadres should take this as a warning, carefully absorb and learn new things, and understand society The new developments in China cannot be confined to one acre and one-third of our own land. We must learn from young people today, strive to accept new knowledge and new things, and we must not refuse to study because of fear ... "

This time, if a few of them knew Weibo, maybe they could see through the scam, there would be no more trouble later.

After the meeting, the Commerce Bureau ordered a few fast food meals for work. Lao Liang pulled Song Changlong and said, "Xiao Song, how is the big boss with you?"

"They've been around for two days, but haven't decided what to invest yet. We are really too poor here. The big boss is afraid to be inconspicuous ..." Song Changlong smiled bitterly. In fact, he is used to this. The boss comes. After a long walk, most of them shook their heads and left. On the one hand, they had no intention of investing, and on the other hand. They really have little place to keep investors.

As soon as this happened, maybe there was no big boss.

"However, I really have great experience." Song Changlong shook his head and said, "This boss is particularly delicious. He likes food. I have heard people say before, how the rich lived. I saw it yesterday. Yesterday afternoon , Took away the CEO Nan ... The boss said that he would invite me to eat with Lao Zhu, and then guess what? "

Several heads of the Commerce Bureau are sitting in the conference room, eating in groups, each holding a lunch box and chopping rice. Compare the meal last night. I really can't swallow it.

And thinking that now Nanming should be inviting Lao Zhu to eat, Song Changlong could not wait to fly over, but fortunately, he had a strong self-control, but yesterday's meal was always lingering.

"What's the matter?" Asked a staff member of the Commerce Bureau. "Let's have a good hand in Jinshan County."

"No, the owner of the family directly sent me a table of food from Qingyang. It took two hours. When it was brought to the table, the food was still hot." Song Changlong shook his head and remembered the delicious food. "This technique. Hey, not that I said, Lao Zhu's sweet and sour yellow river carp is already a must for us in Jinshan County. As a result, after eating the Yellow River carp, Lao Zhu took it all at once ..."

"It's better than the sweet and sour yellow river carp of Lao Zhu? That's the dragon meat in the sky!" Those who have eaten the sweet and sour yellow river carp of Lao Zhu don't believe it. Old Zhu is already a must.

"I didn't lie to you. The yellow carp is nothing. There is a soup. After I finish drinking, the soul is almost flying ..."

"Blow, then blow!" The people at the table didn't believe it. "Lao Song, you shouldn't attract investment, you should go and talk."

"That is, two hours? You lie to the ghost!" Another person counted with his fingers, "Two hours, even if there is a direct flight from Qingyang to here, at least two hours, let alone from the airport to Here we have an hour, and that's three hours. "

"I'm also wondering, it's not just two hours to fly directly from Qingyang to the city, let alone get on the table ..." Song Changlong also shook his head, "But then I asked, it seems like this big one The boss ’s meals were not delivered by ordinary planes. I saw a drone at that time ... the thing that the liar Nan Ming used to fool people, a small drone, holding such a large one I was on the fifth or sixth floor of the basket ... "

"The more I speak, the more mysterious I am." Everyone was unbelieving.

Even if you are not a college student, how do you know a little common sense, such a small drone can still carry such a large thing for more than a thousand kilometers?

"I guess you don't believe it." Song Changlong shook his head. "However, last night, the big boss said that if he wants to have lunch in the pavilion in the middle of Lao Zhuna Pond today, the scenery must be good and it must be elegant."

"Isn't he really planning to build a pavilion." Everyone laughed, "Cheng, wait for him to build it, and we'll go to Lao Zhu to rub it and try the elegance of the big boss."

"Then you should book a table now." Song Changlong reached out his cell phone, turned out the album, and showed it to the people around him.

"No!" The person who saw him first had his eyes straight, "What is this ... ps, renderings!"

I saw in the photo that a half-sided promenade was built around the pond, and then another corridor bridge went directly to the center of the pond.

In the center of the pond, there is a small two-story pavilion, antique and intriguing.

In the corner of the photo, Lao Zhu was drowning in a fishing rod and was sitting in the covered bridge. She was almost invisible with a smile.

"People made a phone call last night. When I passed by at ten o'clock this morning, it was already built." Song Changlong said.

Everyone was amazed, they said they must go and see after work.

At this moment, Lao Liang, who has not spoken, said, "Xiao Song, do you say that big boss loves to eat?"

"Yeah." Song Changlong said.

"Willn't it be the one who gave us the way yesterday." Lao Liang said again.

"Yeah, Chief." Song Changlong said, "But people are very generous, so they didn't say anything."

"I eat Lao Zhu's sweet and sour carp, a few stacks of waxy flavor, and some side dishes?"

"Secretary, you have a good memory," Song Changlong laughed. "But you can rest assured, the boss said that you don't need to pay for it."

If I remember correctly, Director Liang said that he would pay for the guests from his own pocket.

Old Liang suddenly said nothing. After a long while, he called to a young staff member next to him and said, "Who, who can you help me find the Weibo we saw in the morning ..."

Wait until the staff is done with it. Lao Liang put his mobile phone in front of Song Changlong, pointing at the picture and saying, "Do you look familiar with this picture?"

Song Changlong glanced, then put his hand in front of the picture and made a gesture, pointing at an old Shanghai watch and saying, "This is the picture taken by the boss of the family at the time. I remember, isn't this my hand?"

Lao Liangyi stood up and punched him **** the table, swearing: "I'm so confused!"

He never dreamed of it. When he held the fake Nan Ming smelly feet, the real Nan Ming, the general manager of Lazy God Technology, and the big Bodhisattva they couldn't ask for, sat next to them, watching coldly.

And he. He also gave this deity to make way for the fake Nanming.

"Secretary, what's wrong?" Song Changlong was stunned, and had a bad hunch in his heart.

Lao Liang had already turned around and ran, yelling as he ran, "Hurry up and prepare a car for me. I'll go to the county ... Xiao Song, come with me!"

"What the **** is this?" Song Changlong asked the young staff member.

The young staff member licked his lips, pointed to the top left of the Weibo, and posted the name of the Weibo person.

Weibo name: Nanming 3000, authentication information: lazy **** Nanming.

Song Changlong shook his hand. I almost dropped my phone. Fortunately, the staff member caught his eyes and caught his hand.

"Xiao Song, what are you going to do? Come on!" Lao Liang ran faster than the young man.

They got into the car. Lao Liang called the director of the county office and said that he asked to see the county chief. There was a very important situation.

The director of the office down there said, "The boss is in a bad mood right now, and no one wants to see him."

Anyone who has been humiliated by a bunch of journalists for a long time will not feel good. What's more, the county magistrate is a person with a more upright personality.

"This matter is very important, you tell the county magistrate that this matter may be able to make up for it!" Lao Liang said, "I can't say clearly on the detailed phone call, I will be right away!"

When Laoliang arrived at the county government, he grabbed Song Changlong and went straight to the county magistrate's office. He didn't care about knocking on the door and pushed in the door. Press your hand next to the phone: "Look at the magistrate, yesterday you suspected that this was Lao Zhu's place. We all think there is such a clever thing, but you read it right!"

He pulled Song Changlong's hand and made a gesture beside him: "Hey, this is Xiao Song, the director of China Merchants Second Bureau, this is his hand, sleeve, watch, yes, it is him."

Chen Xianchang stood up, stared at the photo, and looked at Song Changlong's hand repeatedly, making Song Changlong a little hairy.

What's so good about my rough hands of a big man?

Sleeves, clothes, watches and hands are all right.

"Have you ever seen President Nan? Real President Nan?" Asked the county magistrate, grabbing Song Changlong.

"Cough ... County magistrate, you've seen it ..." Song Changlong shrunk and said.

"Yesterday afternoon ..." Mr. Chen Xianchang sat down, and then recalled the Weibo posted by Nanming who had never visited Jinshan County. People must have seen it and they were deceived. remind.

However, the development of the last thing made the county magistrate reluctant to think about it. As soon as he thought about it, his face became feverish.

"The magistrate?" Old Liang reminded, maybe now it's too late to leave this true god!

"Come on, get your car!"

"My car is below!"

When the county magistrate rushed to Lao Zhu's farmhouse with several people, Lao Zhu was fishing leisurely again. When he saw Song Changlong, he laughed and said, "Lao Song, why are you here? It's gone! "

At noon today, he really opened his eyes.

"Nan ... What about President Nan?" Song Changlong grabbed Lao Zhu and asked.

"Xiao Nan, he's gone." Lao Zhudao, just when he was about to shake the rod, saw that the county magistrate and others were also behind him, got up and greeted him, and then looked at everyone's expressions, smiling and smiling: " Why, Lao Song, you turned around? "

"You know?" Song Changlong's eyes widened and he couldn't wait to choke Lao Zhu. This guy knows he doesn't say it?

"Last night, after drinking that bowl of soup, I vaguely guessed it." Lao Zhu said, "There isn't a billion in that bowl of soup.

"What?" Song Changlong didn't understand why he could recognize a bowl of soup.

"Lazy God is cooking in the private room, Nan Zong's private Pluto feast!" Lao Zhu said.

The crowd was still puzzled.

Lao Zhu shook his head, his face and the expression of illiteracy, saying: "If I'm not mistaken, the bowl of soup last night was called Meng Po Tang, and Mr. Nan opened a private restaurant in Qingyang. The bowl of soup last night, This is the appetizing soup of the Pluto banquet with the highest specifications in this private room. It can only be enjoyed when President Nan treats guests ... This bowl of soup can be transported to guests more than 1,000 kilometers away, except for President Nan. other people?"

In fact, this is also because when Lazy God first opened his own private dish, he once opened and served the Mengpo soup, so that the reputation of this bowl of soup has become a legend in the gourmet industry.

But Lao Zhu was just skeptical and could not confirm it.

But at noon today, he tasted two more dishes, which was really confirmed.

Sansheng Stone and Naihe Bridge.

This name is clearly in the Pluto feast!

"Then you tell me soon!" Song Changlong was going crazy.

"You are in a hurry in the morning, how can I have time to tell you? Besides, can I say these things in front of President Nan? How can you let me Lao Zhu be a man?" Lao Zhu said.

Song Changlong's heart jumped into the pond.

"You just said that Mr. Nan has left, where did he go?" The county magistrate asked quickly.

"I don't know, just say there is something to do and leave." Lao Zhu said.

"Hi!" Mayor Chen Xian could not wait to hit the wall, how could he miss it like this?

"But don't worry!" Lao Zhu said, "he will come back!"

"Why? How do you know?" Everyone stared.

"Because my old Zhu is still here!" Lao Zhu's face held back.

Everyone has a look that you roll ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Lao Zhu smiled, just at noon today, he finally decided to go to Qingyang with Nanming, he also wanted to see, his sugar and ingredients What kind of miracle can Nan Ming's ability produce with the skill of Father Jiang.

So no matter where Nanming goes, he should always pick him up.

"They have just gone less than half an hour, maybe you can still catch up now." Lao Zhu said again.

"There's so much nonsense, why don't you say it earlier!"

Several people turned around and rushed out like they did when they came.

And just when they were chasing Nanming, they were on the road to Nanjiazhen.

And at the same time, the liar Nan Ming looked at his hands incredibly: "I really ... have a special function?"

"It's not a special feature, it's a permission, a fraud permission." (To be continued.)