Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

At the dinner table, Chu Shijun also met Pei Qianqian's aunt and her family.

My cousin is Zheng Jianguo, my aunt is Zhou Yuqiong, my uncle is Zheng Yiqun, and my eldest son is working away from home and hasn't come back yet.

Chu Shijun ate this meal with trepidation.

Simply put, he knew their identities as soon as he heard their names.

One was the deputy editor-in-chief of the Daxia Daily, a vice-ministerial level official. He had seen the personnel list of the Daxia Daily at the time and had some guesses about it.

Most importantly, there's Zheng Yiqun, the first deputy in charge of the organization. It can be said that when it comes to the appointment of provincial and ministerial-level cadres in Daxia, whoever he wants to be promoted may not necessarily be promoted. But if he doesn't want to, the organization will definitely give his opinion a serious consideration. Those of lower rank are not qualified to let him know.

Given Zheng Yiqun's age, he has the opportunity to go further, and with Lao Pei taking over from him, it's easy to imagine how lucrative Pei Qianqian's "soft rice" is.

At the dinner table, after Chu Shijun sat down and greeted everyone, he felt Zheng Yiqun's gaze fall on him. The gaze was calm, but it gave Chu Shijun a creepy feeling.

Fortunately, the gaze softened quickly, and the person nodded gently.

Let's have a meal.

While it wasn't quite true that he shouldn't speak while eating or sleeping, Chu Shijun noticed that Zheng Yiqun was indeed not very talkative; it was mostly Aunt Pei Qianqian who asked him questions.

"My lord, after you finish eating, come to the study."

After finishing his meal and wiping his mouth, Zheng Yiqun stood up and said...

Chu Shijun quickened his eating pace, and Zhou Yuqiong stopped asking questions. Pei Qianqian silently served him food.

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A moment later, in the study.

Chu Shijun and Zheng Yiqun sat facing each other at the table, without offering cigarettes or tea.

When he came in, the other person was looking at a document. He was made to sit for two minutes, which felt like an eternity.

Finally, Zheng Yiqun closed the document in his hand and put it aside.

"Shijun, when you were dating Qianqian, did you think about her family background?" Zheng Yiqun suddenly asked.

"At first, I didn't. Later, Qianqian mentioned that her aunt worked in Beijing, which gave me some clues. I just didn't expect that you two would hold such high positions," Chu Shijun said honestly.

"continue."

"Given your positions, I imagine Qianqian's family must be quite well-off."

Zheng Yiqun nodded and asked directly, "As the acting governor of Linjiang Province, you'll be officially appointed next year. What are your thoughts now?"

"I come from a rural area and my family isn't well-off, but Qianqian and I truly love each other. I won't talk about relying on my own abilities. Qianqian's family has the means, and when the time is right, I will leverage their resources and prove myself worthy through my own abilities," Chu Shijun said after thinking for a moment.

"Hehe, not bad."

Zheng Yiqun finally smiled, and he was completely convinced of Chu Shijun's abilities.

He knew that Chu Shijun wasn't a fool. He could write a book about the rise of a great power without being arrogant or complacent. He knew how to share his knowledge and naturally possessed keen insight. As for whether he was only now finding out about Pei Qianqian's family background, that wasn't important.

The important thing is that he didn't say anything about relying on his own abilities and not on other people's connections.

Because in officialdom, this is impractical.

Their union was inherently bound to have a political impact.

At the same time, through Chu Shijun's words, he could also see the other party's will, or rather, his ambition.

I don't need your help, but after I prove myself, you should help me in crucial moments.

The most valuable quality a person can have is to recognize their own identity, adjust their attitude, understand what they want, and know how to achieve their goals. Chu Shijun demonstrated this in his case.

"I'll consider you to have passed my test for now, but you need to be careful with Qianqian's father. He only has one daughter, and among all these families, Qianqian is the only girl." Zheng Yiqun said meaningfully.

"If you want his father to agree, it's easy for you to be with Qianqian if you don't go into politics. But since you've chosen to go into politics, you have to prove to me, your brother-in-law, that you have the ability to protect Qianqian. After all, the higher you go in politics, the greater the temptations and dangers become. It can even be a life-or-death struggle, a battlefield without gunpowder."

"Don't worry, I will do my best to prove to you that I can do it."

Chu Shijun nodded repeatedly, humbly accepting the instruction.

"I accept your pledge. Now let's talk about you personally."

Zheng Yiqun patted the folder next to him that he had just been looking at.

"This is your family information. Do you know what your parents do?"

"As far as I can remember, my parents were researchers and rarely came home. After I started junior high school, they only came back once a year. I usually ate at the neighbor's house. My parents would send money back regularly. Until the year I was in high school, I suddenly heard the news that my parents had tragically died." As he said this, Chu Shijun's face showed sadness.

After all, he didn't transmigrate directly, but was reborn, and his memories of his childhood with his parents are very vivid.

"That's pretty much it, but I can't tell you some details yet. Just know that your parents made contributions to the country, and every time they sent money back after that, it was compensation from the state. As for your parents'... bodies, there is hope that they will be found in the future, but it will take several years. The environment there is not suitable for people to enter right now," Zheng Yiqun said slowly.

"Really?"

Chu Shijun was overjoyed upon hearing this, and his eyes welled up with tears. The tomb on the hill behind his hometown was still a cenotaph.

"On behalf of the organization, I assure you."

Zheng Yiqun said with certainty.

Afterwards, the two talked for a long time.

Zheng Yiqun did most of the talking, while Chu Shijun listened, followed by a question-and-answer session.

After this conversation, Chu Shijun learned a lot and understood many things he didn't understand before.

It can only be said that different positions lead to different perspectives and different conclusions. The higher you are, the farther you can see.

"My lord, I'll give you one last piece of advice, hoping it will be helpful for your future political career."

"Please speak."

"Throughout history, in any era, in any country, whether in the East or the West, the most difficult thing to govern is not the people, but the officials. The people are influenced by the officials to a large extent. Therefore, to govern a country, one must first govern the officials. Only in this way can the will of the people be understood, government orders be implemented, and the world prosper."

Chu Shijun remained silent, but firmly remembered those words, and then stood up and bowed deeply.

"Go to sleep."

"You should also get some rest and take care of yourself," Chu Shijun said with concern. Seeing Zheng Yiqun wave his hand and pick up the documents, he quietly and slowly withdrew.

As soon as the door opened, Chu Shijun saw Pei Qianqian circling around outside. He couldn't help but find it amusing, but he was also very touched.

"You're out! How did your talk with your uncle go?" Pei Qianqian asked in a low voice, pulling Chu Shijun aside as soon as he came out, her tone full of expectation.

However, Chu Shijun didn't answer directly. Instead, he stared at her for a few seconds before sighing and saying, "Qianqian, I feel I'm not good enough for you. I never imagined your father was actually..."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Qianqian's eyes reddened, she hugged him tightly, and shook her head, saying, "I don't care!"

"Don't cry, don't cry, I was just kidding. Even if your dad breaks my legs, I'll still stick with you," Chu Shijun quickly comforted him.

"I hate it so much."

Pei Qianqian then stopped crying and started laughing. She wiped her tears and snot on Chu Shijun and pushed him away.

"You can sleep by yourself tonight. I'll sleep with my aunt."

At this moment, Zhou Yuqiong, who had just seen the two of them moving downstairs, froze, unsure whether to come up or go down.

At the same time, she sighed inwardly. She had sensed something was wrong as soon as she saw Pei Qianqian, and it turned out to be true.

Thinking of this, he glared at Chu Shijun, who was standing awkwardly to the side, and pointed to the other side of the corridor: "Shijun, your room is ready, go to sleep early."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

At this moment, Pei Qianqian peeked out of the room from a distance and made a face. She had deliberately said those words so that her aunt could hear them, hoping to give Chu Shijun some leverage. However, she didn't know that someone as experienced as her aunt would definitely be able to see her change.

So when she said those words, it made Chu Shijun and Zhou Yuqiong feel a little awkward, except for herself.

"Good night."

Understanding her intentions, Chu Shijun mouthed the words from afar, then turned and walked towards the room.