Dinner is ready soon.

As everyone had just finished their seats, someone came to knock on the door.

Lin Jie, Lin Miao and others turned around and looked over, and the special assistant went to open the door.

The person who came had a strange face, but he looked at the clothes but was not from the villagers here, so he said, "Who are you looking for?"

"Let's come to find Mr. Luo," the visitor smiled.

The special assistant smiled, his fingers were buckled, and there was a messenger hidden there.

When Luo's father came over and saw the visitor, he forced a smile, "Secretary Zeng, welcome."

He looked up and signaled.

The special assistant looked at Luo's father and found that although he was not very happy, he was not prepared, so he made way.

Luo's father led the two to the conference room next door, and the special assistant closed the door and came back.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and when they heard a sound coming from the conference room, Sister Zhu stood up and said, "I'll go and send some tea."

She took the thermos outside.

After about ten minutes, Luo's father brought people over, "Secretary Zeng knew you were here, so he came here to take a look."

Luo Yan and the special assistant immediately stood up and stood next to Mr. Luo intentionally or unintentionally.

Zeng Shu immediately realized that he was not very popular.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but when he thought of the political achievements that Luo had created for him, he could only suppress him.

"I came in a hurry this time and I had no preparations. Please forgive me for the old leader."

Mr. Luo nodded, smiling kindly but also alienated.

How could Secretary Zeng not know what he meant? He glanced at Luo Yan, who looked like Luo's father, and knew that this person was Mr. Luo who had spent a lot of money, so he smiled, feeling full of disdain.

No matter what, he is a working person. No matter how powerful these people were, they are now idle people at home.

That Luo Yan just has some money, what awesome?

Secretary Zeng muttered in his heart, and his smile became more and more gentle.

"We have been rushing to collect everything these days, and you also know that rushing to collect is time."

"But we are deep in the mountains and depressions, and the food all over the mountains cannot be transported out."

"It would be fine if the New Year is coming, everyone will digest it by themselves, but if it is bad, everyone will have to watch the grain rot in the barn."

Secretary Zeng raised his eyes and saw Luo Yan's cold expression, and said, "I still remember the first year I've been here."

"It rained heavily for several days after autumn."

"The raw food was soaked."

"That year was really miserable. Everyone worked hard for a year to soak all the food, and it took them very easy to get through it."

He shook his head and sighed heavily.

Mr. Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

If you have something to say, what's the matter if you go here to recall the past?

He looked up at his grandson.

Luo Yan curled his lips at him, put his finger lightly on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "It's good that this time is not the same as that time."

"Now that the road has been built, even if it is not smooth, you can still come out of the mountain if you persist."

Do you have to persevere?

That's just that I'm not willing to rebuild it?

Secretary Zeng could understand that although Luo’s father was in charge of the overall situation here, the major events were reported to the head office.

He wanted Luo to pay for money and renovate the road surface. If Luo Yan didn't nod, no one would be able to do it.

However, Luo Yan also invested heavily here, and he is the top leader here.

Everyone is a scene person, and some rules are in his heart. If he retreats, his opponent will naturally have to give him some thin face.

I didn’t expect Luo Yan to be a person who couldn’t get into the oil and salt.

Secretary Zeng's face gradually became colder.

"But the road surface is now seriously damaged, and it is estimated that it will last for a year at most. Mr. Luo really wants to see everyone have something to transport, so they can only rot at home?"

"Of course I don't want to," Luo Yan smiled lightly, "but this kind of thing doesn't seem to have much to do with me, right?"

He chuckled, "I'm just a businessman after all."

Secretary Zeng's face changed.

This is trying to let go.

No, he will never allow it.

The land here is vast and sparsely populated, with many mountains and steep roads, so you can't develop any side jobs.

Over the years, there have been countless merchants here, but he is the only one who is willing to spend money.

The economy here has just improved a little. If he let go, in less than two years, he will return to the past.

"President Luo is polite," thinking about his future and political achievements, Secretary Zeng decisively lowered his attitude.

"No one knows that you donated a large sum of money to the edge of the mountainous areas back then, and your kindness will be deeply remembered by countless people."

Luo Yan smiled.

So you treat me as a sucker, but you can try to get the wool?

"I was young at that time."

Luo Yan smiled softly, but his meaning was very firm.

Secretary Zeng gave a sarcasm and looked at Mr. Luo.

"Old leader, you should have seen the situation here too?"

"Most of the people here have no cultural literacy. The overall situation is too vain for them. All they think about is one acre and three-point land at home."

"I know, they're overloading too much and crushing the road."

"But they are also forced to live."

"Think about it, they can't even guarantee three meals a day. Can you ask them to talk about public morality and what future will it be?"

Mr. Luo has seen the low houses where these people live in the past two days, and he knows that it is indeed not wealthy.

However, that's all their business. If it's to help these people, it will harm the interests of his grandson, then forget it.

He is old and has long dedicated what he should have given.

Don't cause trouble for the younger generation now.

"I really sympathize with this," Mr. Luo pondered.

The special assistant took a little step forward, "The secretary may not know. Yesterday I went to get all Mr. Luo's savings and donated them anonymously to the rescue office in the mountains."

Special assistant's eyes were cold.

This person's mind is so disgusting.

Just what he said just now, if someone is interested, it will definitely have a bad impact on Mr. Luo.

What is his intention?

"You don't have to put pressure on my grandfather," Luo Yan's expression turned cold.

I feel extremely disgusted with Secretary Zeng’s thing that he doesn’t want to do anything but wants to get benefits.

He thought in his mind that this man should move the place.

"Business is business, private is private."

He said coldly: "The secretary should not understand this principle, right?"

Secretary Zeng smiled hard.

At this time, everyone in the room had expressed their attitude. He understood that if you say more, it would be harmful but useless.

"Lao Luo is so noble and honest, Zeng admires him very much."

He bowed and quickly withdrew.

The special assistant went over and closed the door.

Luo Yan returned Luo Laozhong to the table.

Luo's father sat down embarrassedly, "This secretary is really with the two of them just now."

Luo Yan glanced at him and tried to say something, but he could barely swallow it back.

Mr. Luo said politely: "You are a big soldier, and they are a politician. Can you play with them?"

Luo's father hung his head down.

Lin Miao looked around and felt deeply that in such an atmosphere, she would definitely have indigestion when eating.

She tilted her head to look at Luo Hao.

Luo Hao blinked his eyes, not understanding his mother's hint.

Luo Yu held up a small spoon and knocked on the bowl.

Luo Yan frowned and said, "Eat well and don't knock it."
Chapter completed!