The next afternoon, the drizzle drizzled in the air, like a veil, ethereal and blurry. Through the car window, Zheng Dajun admired the scene on the streets of Binhai City, and felt a lot of emotion. He did not expect that in just a few years, the former subordinate had risen like a comet, shining with light.

On the other hand, I worked hard and made no achievements. I almost made a circle between cities and counties, and returned to the starting point from the end point. Not only that, I was also embarrassed by my political enemies, and I could not even gain a foothold in Qingzhou. I left West China in shame and fled to Nan Guangdong with my tail.

"This is fate!" Zheng Dajun sighed for a while, then leaned his head against the car window and closed his eyes to rest. He also knew that it would not be easy for Zhou Songlin to say hello, and it would be not easy to settle the matters of West China. Maybe he had been dismissed from office at this time, and it would be a blessing to have the current results.

More than ten minutes later, the Audi car stopped abruptly in front of the Municipal Party Committee Office Building. As soon as the car stopped, several people walked down the steps. Kong Qingdong, the chief of the Secretary-General, came over first, opened the car door, leaned over with a big round face, and said enthusiastically: "Hello, Director Zheng, welcome you."

"Okay, okay." Zheng Dajun took the air and got off the car slowly, shook hands with Kong Qingdong, showed a reserved smile on his face, looked him up and down, and said in a strong West Hua accent: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

Kong Qingdong smiled, then turned around, looked at Secretary-General Hou Chen who was walking slowly, and whispered: "Director Zheng, this is a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary-General Hou."

Zheng Dajun did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly took a few steps, met him, shook hands with Hou Chen, and said with a smile: "Hello, Secretary-General, I will do things under you in the future, please take care of me."

Hou Chen had already read his resume and knew that Director Zheng was very well-known and was a colleague of Secretary Wang of the Municipal Party Committee when he was in Qingzhou. He didn't dare to be proud. He held his hand and shook it again and again, and said with a smile: "Comrade Zheng, don't be polite. Being able to work together is fate. We must take care of each other in the future."

"Secretary-General, sure, sure." Zheng Dajun responded vaguely, shook hands with the other two deputy secretary-generals. Several people went up the steps. As soon as they walked into the door, they saw a group of staff standing on both sides and applauding enthusiastically.

Zheng Dajun was in a very good mood. He stretched out his right hand with some excitement, waved it gently, turned around, and whispered: "Secretary-General, I'm so polite. I really don't dare to take it."

Hou Chen smiled slightly, held his lower abdomen with his hands, and said in a whisper: "Director Zheng, Secretary Wang is talking to the comrades in the district. He will not see you later. Go to your office first and get to know other office members. It has been arranged to hold a banquet at the Phoenix Tower Hotel to welcome you. All the cadres of the committee office will go, and Secretary Wang will also be there in person."

Zheng Dajun's eyes lit up, his chest was thrusting up, and he said emotionally: "I haven't seen Secretary Wang for many years. I really miss you. Secretary General, thank you for your arrangement, which made me feel the warmth of spring."

Hou Chen smiled and walked in front, took Zheng Dajun to the office. Everyone sat on the sofa and started chatting enthusiastically. Zheng Dajun was an old agency, very familiar with the work of the committee office, and prepared in advance. He could understand simple Cantonese and communicate with everyone, so there was no big obstacle. Although everyone in the room had their own thoughts, they talked happily.

Before she knew it, it took more than twenty minutes to pass. There was a clatter of high heels in the corridor outside. Then, a knock on the door sounded. After the door was pushed open, Lu Yuting, wearing a black suspender skirt, walked in with a smile. She first said hello to Secretary-General Hou Chen, then looked at Zheng Dajun with a smile and said sweetly: "Director Zheng, Secretary Wang is welcome."

Everyone stood up and shook hands with Zheng Dajun to say goodbye. Zheng Dajun sent everyone to the door, took the keys, closed the door, followed Lu Yuting, and went upstairs uneasy.

When he arrived at the office of the Municipal Party Secretary, he stood at the door, brewed his emotions, and knocked in, stood by the door, looked at Wang Siyu behind the desk, his nose felt sore, and he said with tears: "Old leader, Dajun... Dajun is here to report."

Wang Siyu had just taken a sip of tea and almost sprayed it out. He quickly put down the cup, got up and greeted him, shook his hands enthusiastically, and smiled and said, "Old Zheng, why are you losing weight? You are not as rich as before."

Zheng Dajun sighed, with an expression of unbearable look on his face, and sighed: "No, I've been sick in bed for two months and lost more than ten pounds. Secretary Wang, thank you for your concern."

Wang Siyu smiled and gave him to the sofa, made tea in person, handed it over, and said softly: "Da Jun, have you been to see Secretary Zhou?"

Zheng Dajun nodded and said embarrassedly: "Secretary Zhou criticized me severely, demanding that I learn from my experience and lessons, correct my attitude, and work hard to serve you well. By the way, Secretary Zhou also brought a few bottles of good wine and asked me to hand it over to you, and it was still in the trunk."

"The old man is intent." Wang Siyu smiled slightly, lit another cigarette, looked at him with a smile, and said softly: "Have everyone in his family followed?"

Zheng Dajun shook his head, his hands on his knees, changing shapes from time to time, and said uneasy: "No, I'm here. We can't bear to leave West China, and our hometown is hard to leave."

Wang Siyu dusted off the ashes and said with emotion: "Yes, I miss West China a little bit, but the time is too tight now, and I don't have time to go back and take a look for it for a while."

After hearing this, Zheng Dajun quickly opened the briefcase, took out the envelope from it, opened it, took out a thick stack of photos, handed it over, and smiled embarrassedly: "Secretary Wang, before going out, I took some photos. Here are the community where you used to live, and some photos of your former colleagues from the commission office. They all miss you very much, so I'll say hello to you!"

Wang Siyu was slightly stunned, glanced at him, took the photos, looked at them one by one, nodded slightly, and smiled: "Da Jun, you should be careful. To be honest, I am happy that you can come here from the bottom of my heart."

Zheng Dajun felt extremely comfortable as if he had eaten ginseng fruit. His face was a flower, his nose and eyes were squeezed together, and he said excitedly: "Secretary Wang, thank you for your trust. From now on, I will be with you and never leave again."

"Okay, okay." Wang Siyu put down the photo, raised his wrist and looked at the table below, and said with a smile: "I am going to the Municipal Education Bureau soon. Dajun, you are tired from the journey, so go back and rest first. They have prepared a welcome dinner. After get off work, let's have a few more drinks to talk about the past."

"Okay, Secretary Wang, you're busy first." Zheng Dajun stood up tactfully, came to the outside room, exchanged a few greetings with the two secretary, then turned around and left, and returned to the office.

He drank a cup of tea, walked around the room for a few times, and then came to the window. He looked down, but saw Wang Siyu, surrounded by everyone, crawling into the car and slowly leaving. He couldn't help but sigh and said to himself: "It's different from the past, it's really different from the past. The changes are too great, and he can't recognize it. This companion is like a companion tiger. But you have to put your position right and you can't be as casual as before!"

"Ah snee!" Sitting in the Audi car, Wang Siyu sneezes loudly, hurriedly took out a tissue, wiped his nose, took out a signing pen and materials, and used the time on the road to review documents.

When the car was turning, Lu Yuting answered a phone call, said a few words, then turned her head and said softly: "Secretary Wang, the Qingbin Group has just sent an invitation. Please attend the group celebration a week later. Several provincial leaders may come to participate."

"Uh?" Wang Siyu raised his head, frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. The so-called Qingbin Group, which is the largest entity controlled by the godfather and others, was of course an irrelevant intention to hold this celebration at this time. After thinking about it, Wang Siyu put down his pen and whispered: "Which provincial leaders are going to come?"

Lu Yuting frowned and said cautiously: "The ones who are sure to come are Vice Governor Huang Junming, Vice Chairman of the Provincial CPPCC Wang Shilu, Deputy Director Sun Jingsheng of the Provincial Public Security Department, and Ms. Ai Rongrong, Deputy General Manager of the Nanyue Trust and Investment Company."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment and explained whisperedly: "Ms. Ai Rongrong is the eldest daughter of Secretary Ai of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection and the eldest daughter-in-law of Director Xie of the Provincial Development and Reform Commission. In addition to them, there is also a deputy secretary-general of the Provincial Party Committee to come, but it has not been finalized."

Wang Siyu smiled faintly, touched his forehead, and whispered: "If you invite such a huge lineup, the expense must be very high. You have to give this face. Not only will I go, but Mayor Lu also goes there, eat, drink, and sing, and see what tricks they can do!"

Lu Yuting hesitated for a while and whispered: "Secretary Wang, the board list of Qingbin Group is never disclosed to the outside world, but in the rumors, there are relatives of many provincial leaders involved..."

Wang Siyu smiled and waved her hand, interrupted her words, and said softly: "I know a little about the situation of Qingbin Group. The rumors should not be fully believed. It is because someone is guilty of being a thief and just pulls the big flag. Even if it is really related, it is nothing. It is just a fire pit. If you have the courage, you can jump in."

Lu Yuting smiled, stroked the short hair on her forehead again, and said embarrassedly: "Secretary Wang, I have an urgent matter tonight and I want to go out, so I won't go to the Phoenix Tower Hotel and attend Director Zheng's welcome banquet. I have already apologized to him."

Wang Siyu nodded with a smile, and then said with concern: "Why, aren't you in some trouble?"

Lu Yuting shook her head slightly and chuckled, "No, I'm a very good classmate who came to Guangdong to do business. I came here to see me. I only stayed for three hours and left. I couldn't get the time off, so I could only see her first. Director Zheng talked to me and treat her alone tomorrow night to express my apology."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, nodded, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought. It was a bit surprising to him that the daughter-in-law of the Xie family in Nanyue was involved. He had never grasped this clue before.

The Xie family is very strong in Guangdong. Without being sure, Wang Siyu did not want to get along with him. What's more, Ms. Ai Rongrong is also the daughter of Ai Jiaxing, the secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. She should be more cautious. Don't work hard and get yourself cheated. That would not be worth it.

At this moment, in a luxuriously decorated office, an old man in Zhongshan suit was walking anxiously in the room with a crutch in his hand. His wrinkled face was frowning, as if he was worried about why.

After a while, the old man sat back to his desk, touched the microphone, dialed the number, and said with a smile on his face: "Hey, Young Master Wei, it's me. I've read the list, but I still don't have enough weight. Please help with the operation. It's better to invite a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee... I will pay seven figures for the payment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a lazy voice came from the phone: "Chairman Jiang, no matter how rich you have, it is useless. It depends on whether the provincial leaders have time and mood, right?"

The old man nodded repeatedly and smiled apologized: "What Mr. Wei said is that I am so anxious and confused. Please forgive me. However, the situation is indeed very urgent now. Our Qingbin Group has been framed and has reached the critical moment of life and death. Please ask Mr. Wei to help you with righteousness. After passing this hurdle, I will repay you with all my strength."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, then sighed and said softly: "Lao Jiang, I've known the matter for a long time. Don't hide it. You are just confused. I told you before that since you can make money, you have to go ashore early. You just don't listen. If you had known today, why should you have to be there in the past?"

The old man rubbed his forehead with his hands and said helplessly: "Young Master Wei, I have troubles too. I have always wanted to go ashore, but there are too many brothers below, so I always have to give you some food."

The young man on the other side of the phone nodded and said softly: "Okay, I'll try again, but don't have too much hope. That person is also a person who can't afford to offend. Most of the old guys with a keen sense of smell dare not move forward. My sister-in-law takes action himself. If he can't suppress him, you should ask for more blessings."

"Thank you, Young Master Wei. I will thank you very much after evading this disaster." The old man took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead, and said with a wry smile.

The young man smiled, took a sip of tea, put his legs crossed from the table, and said lightly: "Lao Jiang, if I were you, I would never take such a big risk now."

The old man waved his hand and sighed, "I'm so old, why do I run out to do? If I really can't escape, I will accept my fate. Young Master Wei, I'm so anxious, not because I'm afraid I'll be shot, but because I'm worried that the industry will be gone. That's what my brothers have worked hard for, and there are still many families who want to raise."

The man nodded and said softly: "Lao Jiang, the reason I will help you is because you are loyal. Okay, wait for my news."
Chapter completed!