The mother and son were lying on the bed, looking at each other with the light outside. After Hou Weidong was born, Hou Xiaoying slept alone in the small bed, and from then on he enjoyed the right to sleep with his mother alone. Thirty-three years passed, Hou Weidong had already left his mother's quilt, and the warmth and comfort of the quilt were always in his heart.

He firmly believed that with the current medical conditions, lung cancer can be cured in the early stages, so he tentatively said: "Mom, since you miss your son, I will bring you two back."

Liu Guangfen said: "I'm just talking. Don't take it seriously. The family planning policy is strict. If you have another one, you will have to lose your job."

Hou Weidong said: "I am the deputy secretary-general and a dignified department-level cadre, only more than 4,000 yuan. What is this little money worth to me? What is the meaning of this job?"

Liu Guangfen knew his youngest son best and said, "Miss, this is different. Only by becoming an official can one have social status. After you become the deputy mayor, the Wuhai County Party Committee and County Government will come to your home to pay New Year's greetings every year. Even if you are rich, the Wuhai County Party Committee and County Government will pay New Year's greetings to your home. I'm afraid that your home will have to pay New Year's greetings to Secretary Zhao Lin at that time. This is social status, do you understand."

At this age, my mother Liu Guangfen was born under the red flag and grew up in New China. Her education and experience have been given to be an official as the best choice for life. This is a view that goes deep into the soul and may not be revealed in normal times. When you encounter a choice, this concept will stubbornly emerge. This has nothing to do with character, but with values, world outlook and outlook on life.

The mother and son chatted for half an hour. Hou Weidong fell asleep unknowingly. Liu Guangfen got up and put his arm into the quilt. Standing beside the bed, he looked at his sleeping son, unwilling to leave for a long time.

In the morning, Hou Weidong got up quite early, and his mother Liu Guangfen was still going to bed early. He knew that his mother Liu Guangfen liked to drink porridge, so he took the food delivery bucket and prepared to go to the porridge shop outside to buy porridge.

Anyone can cook porridge, so why can a professional porridge shop survive? There should be a way to survive. Hou Weidong just went out to search for porridge shops with this idea.

He stood at the hospital door with a bucket. He didn't drive last night, and his father Hou Yonggui drove away again. He could only walk out of the hospital. He usually either drove or took the unit bus, but suddenly there was no car. Looking at the buses and taxis that had been driven, he felt a little confused for a moment.

Just as he was about to recruit a taxi, his father Hou Yonggui drove over. He sat in the cab, looked at the bucket in Hou Weidong's hand, and said, "I brought breakfast. You don't have to buy it outside."

"Dad, recently several porridge shops have been opened in Lingxi. I'll buy some porridge for mom."

"The porridge outside is not as good as that at home. I started cooking it when I woke up early in the morning and even put the oats that your mother likes."

Hou Weidong still wanted to pass the car key and said, "Take it to mom, I'll be back later."

Walking on Lingxi Street, Hou Yonggui's pickup truck was an imported car I bought last year. It has good performance. According to Hou Weidong's idea, he was planning to buy an off-road vehicle for his father. Hou Yonggui was used to driving the old pickup truck and insisted on asking for a pickup truck.

The cars Hou Weidong is driving now are all automatic. He used to this automatic pickup truck for a while before he regained his previous feeling.

Usually, you can always see the signs of the congee shop on the street. When I really wanted to find it, it disappeared without a trace. After more than half an hour, I finally saw a "Lingxi New Congee Shop". As soon as I opened the steering wheel, the pickup truck got into a branch.

There is a green door outside the "Lingxi New Congee Shop" and there are several bushes of bamboo when you enter the door. Hou Weidong stood in the store and looked at it. He was soon dazzled. He originally wanted to order lobster porridge for his mother, but he remembered that his mother might avoid seafood, so he ordered a bucket of lean meat and skin egg porridge. The lean meat and skin eggs were all the favorites of his mother Liu Guangfen. It must have tasted good when cooked in the porridge.

After packing the bucket, I ordered another basket of buns and gave myself a bowl of prawn porridge, which was full of fresh and fragrant mouth and warm stomach. When I went out, looking back at the green porridge shop, Hou Weidong compared the porridge shop with the porridge shop. "Porridge shop is the first choice for young people in the bourgeoisie. Is it the choice of tofu rice for the black man, or tofu rice more for my appetite."

Just as he was thinking, he looked up and saw a beautiful and handsome traffic policeman standing in front of his car. He was standing in front of his car. When Hou Weidong approached, he was surprised, looked at Hou Weidong carrying a bucket, and then looked back at the pickup truck. Suddenly he stood at attention and saluted.

"Hello, Mayor Hou."

After Hou Weidong arrived in Lingxi, he retreated from the front of the stage to the backstage, and few people knew him. Looking at the handsome traffic police who had saluted, he said, "Are you transferred from Shazhou? Did I violate the rules?"

The traffic police smiled very sunny and said, "I used to be a subordinate of Director Hou, but I was transferred to Shazhou recently." He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I just suspected that your car was driving in the opposite direction."

Hou Weidong then noticed that this was a one-way street. He just wanted to go to the porridge shop and did not notice the one-way problem. He joked: "I stopped in front of the porridge shop. Did you see that I was one-way?"

The traffic policeman said: "I didn't see it, I just judge it based on where you parked."

"Do you want to issue a ticket?"

The traffic police laughed and said, "No, I didn't see you going against the flow. I just wanted to remind you."

Hou Weidong had a good impression of this sunny and handsome policeman and said, "Thank you, you can leave me the contact information. Maybe I will ask you for help when I encounter something."

The traffic police were a little surprised. He didn't have a business card, so he took a small notebook, wrote down his name, unit and contact number, and tore off his hands and handed it to Hou Weidong.

Hou Weidong secretly praised himself: "This little traffic policeman is very smart."

After he became a leader, he used many drivers, and the one he was most satisfied with was Wang Bing. The drivers later were not as useful as Wang Bing. Today, he accidentally met this handsome traffic police and became interested in recruiting. There are many ways to recruit, such as secondment and formal transfer. Following the promising deputy secretary-general, his career was far better than being a traffic policeman at the grassroots level. In the past, the driver Wang Bing was a demobilized soldier with good driving skills and knowledge of discipline. He was attracted by Zhu Yan. Now Wang Bing no longer drives and works in the Comprehensive Office of the Maoyun Municipal Party Committee.

Of course, after Hou Weidong got the name of the little traffic police, he would conduct an investigation. If there were no adverse problems, he could first be transferred to the Provincial Government Office.

The little traffic policeman watched the pickup truck stay away from his sight. He never expected that an accidental encounter might become a turning point in his life.

When he returned to the hospital, Hou Yonggui said, "Your mother must eat the porridge you bought. Where does the porridge outside have the aroma of the porridge at home?"

Liu Guangfen said: "What I eat is not porridge, but my son's filial piety. The old man doesn't understand."

My mother ate sweetly, and Hou Weidong was also happy.

When he returned to the office, Yan Chunping had already made the tea. After taking a sip, Yuan Zhentian, director of the General Office, came to the office.

After Yuan Zhentian left, Wu Bo, deputy director of the Financial Office, came in and said at the door: "Secretary-General, Zhang Zhennong, chairman of Zhennongjiguo, was arrested."

Hou Weidong had been paying attention to this matter for a long time, sighed and said, "I was still arrested."

Wu Bo said: "This matter is not something that can be done, and the law cannot be forgiven. It is impossible to argue in the scene anyway."

Hou Weidong leaned on the high backrest of the chair and said, "The law is based on morality. A person has no legal knowledge and will generally not violate the law as long as he acts according to local morality. Zhang Zhen's family's doing this has no effect on the company and the surrounding villagers. It does not hinder anyone. It solves employment and increases taxes. If he is subject to strict sanctions for this matter, he will be unbearable."

Wu Bo said: "Fa Jin is the law. I talked about this with the comrades from the Banking Regulatory Commission and the People's Bank of China. Their view is that this move disrupts the financial order and must be severely punished."

"The bank's view is understandable, after all, it's the butt that determines the head." Hou Weidong said: "It's no benefit for us to talk empty-handedly in the office. We must go there on the spot and learn first-hand information."

Wu Bo is a professional, gentle and has been dealing with banks and rarely goes to the grassroots level. After hearing Hou Weidong's idea of ​​going to the grassroots level, he said, "Then I will notify Tiezhou, Secretary-General, to see when to go."

Hou Weidong waved his hand, "Don't alarm the local government for this kind of thing. Let's go directly to Zhennong Group to take a look. Seeing is true, hearing is false. This is also a responsible attitude towards Zhennong Group. When will you leave, listen to my arrangements."

Wu Bo returned to the office and quickly sorted out a piece of relevant information from Zhennong Group and sent it to Hou Weidong's desk.

While I was reading the information, my phone rang.

Hou Weidong was shocked when he saw that it was Guo Lan's number. Although he had always cared about her, he had almost no contact, and Guo Lan had no previous example of making phone calls during working hours.

"Hello." Hou Weidong subconsciously lowered his voice.

Guo Lan stood on the balcony, while Master Guo’s wife was watching the phone in the room. When she heard Hou Weidong’s voice, her heart suddenly tightened.

"Are you in the Provincial Financial Office?"

"I also serve as the director of the Provincial Financial Office. Is there anything wrong?"

Guo Lan said: "Then you have heard of Zhennong Group. Chairman Zhang Zhennong is my cousin. Just now, my cousin called my mother and said that Zhang Zhennong was arrested. I want to ask what happened, is it serious?"

"Are you relatives of Zhang Zhennong?" Hou Weidonggang talked to Wu Bo about Zhennong Group, but he had no idea that Guo Lan had any contact with this matter.

"My father is devoted to studying and not liking to socialize. He usually only returns to Longtang County, Tiezhou City during the Chinese New Year and the holidays. I haven't met my cousin Zhang Zhennong for many years. What did he do? I heard from my cousin that it was illegal to raise funds. This is a bit serious."

"Now Zhang Zhennong has been arrested, but how to determine it remains to be discussed. I am preparing to go to Longtang County, Tiezhou to understand the basic situation. I will say hello to the relevant departments first, your cousin should not suffer in it."

"Thank you."

"Don't thank you, this is my job."

After putting down the phone, Hou Weidong took the information to find Deputy Governor Zhou Changquan.
Chapter completed!