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

"Old Ye, what's going on?"

In the office, Li Dakang and Ye Qian returned, staring at each other in disbelief at the documents on the table.

They were just discussing this, but the disciplinary committee arrived, so it was temporarily put on hold.

"I don't know either!"

Ye Qian was also puzzled. He wanted to smoke, but remembering that Li Dakang had quit and was busy with important matters, he didn't take it out.

"Do you think they still have some misunderstandings about Jingzhou?"

Li Dakang frowned.

"We already argued at the last meeting, and everyone said we'd all be good brothers afterward, so why are we still doing this? Putting aside the project from that day, it was just approved, and now a bunch of other projects have been returned, dragging on and on."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Qian without making a sound, inwardly cursing Lin Wenjie.

He apologized, but then went back on his word. What kind of man is that?

Little did they know, Ye Qian on the other side was even more troubled.

At the meeting, Lin Wenjie could have just criticized Li Dakang, but why was Fan Tong blocking his government's projects?

Are we good brothers or not?

"Could it be that he gave himself away?"

Their eyes met, then quickly looked away.

That doesn't make sense either; if that were the case, the news would have spread long ago.

She's probably still angry!

The two thought the same thing at the same time, and then both sighed.

"Why"

"Old Li, the Guangming Peak project can't be delayed, but we can guarantee its implementation. Also, the project with Governor Chu is already under negotiation. With his approval, there won't be any problems. But we still need to come up with solutions for all these joint construction, cooperation, and assistance projects of all sizes in our city."

"Why don't you ask Secretary Zhou from Lincheng? Our projects with Lincheng are all going smoothly, so why don't you ask him to act as a peacemaker?"

Ye Qian came up with an idea.

"Okay, I'll ask him."

Now that things have come to this, there's no other way. They can't exactly go to the provincial party committee and complain, can they?

Running it once or twice is fine, but if you run it too often, what will you do with your reputation?

Li Dakang took out his phone and called Zhou Guichun, explaining the situation directly.

"Old Zhou, could you help me find out if the comrades still have any misunderstandings about Jingzhou? If there's anything we're doing wrong, we'll correct it. We still need to develop the economy, after all."

"Ahem, Lao Li, you're exaggerating. I know the situation in Jingzhou, but it's not to the point of affecting the economy."

"Of course there is! These projects have been delayed again and again, of course they've been affected!" Li Dakang's voice became a bit more serious.

"Don't worry, I know a little about this. As far as I know, it involves projects in other cities, and the scheduled time hasn't arrived yet. Take that joint construction park for example, once the time came, they agreed and construction started normally."

"I think the comrades are just harboring some resentment, and they just need to vent it out. Don't be too hasty. After all, some things we did in Jingzhou before, well, there were indeed some flaws."

Zhou Guichun carefully crafted her words, speaking tactfully.

Li Dakang's lips twitched. Why don't you say that we didn't think things through properly, which led to the scandal coming to light?

"Alright, that's the only way. But Lao Zhou, could you say a few words for me to the comrades?"

"Okay, I'll call in a bit." Zhou Guichun didn't refuse.

After hanging up the phone, he did contact Lin Wenjie, sending only a text message: "Jingzhou is in a hurry, keep up the good work, and be careful about the impact."

……

Loneliness!

Li Dakang tossed his phone onto the sofa, shook his head, and got up to grab his thermos. But a sudden ache shot through his lower back, and he lost his grip on the thermos, spilling some of the contents.

"I'm so angry, so angry."

Meeting Ye Qian's gaze, he quickly explained.

"Tsk tsk, Lao Li, it's a joyous occasion to be newly married, but you should also take care of your health and not let it affect your work."

Ye Qian, smelling the medicinal scent emanating from the herbs, said meaningfully.

"I'm perfectly healthy."

Li Dakang drank his Chinese medicine while emphasizing his innocence.

But in my heart I was thinking, maybe I should take it slow.

After working tirelessly through the night for several days, he has been feeling drowsy at work these past two days.

On the other hand, the other one was radiant and looked much more energetic than him, who was taking Chinese medicine and dietary supplements.

Ye Qian shook his head, still being stubborn. They've all been through it all; everyone knows that people in middle age are often powerless to control their own lives.

"Alright, Lao Li, you should also pay attention to these projects and take another look. If they continue like this, we'll give up all pretense and just go to the provincial party committee again."

"OK."

……

night.

After a long day of work, Sha Ruijin returned home.

After his father-in-law's encouragement and his reconciliation with Chu Shijun, he was in a good mood.

But the fact that it was easy to learn caused his mood to plummet.

So, after getting off work and finishing his tasks, he called ahead and came back.

hall.

Sitting on the sofa was a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm. She had short hair, wore light makeup, and was wearing a white knitted sweater. She was watching TV.

She is Sha Ruijin's wife, Shen Huixin.

Hearing the door open, she turned around, got up, and went to greet her.

"I'm back."

"Um."

Sha Ruijin took off his coat, walked to the sofa, sat down, and quietly watched the other person hang up his clothes.

"Huixin, you brought Xiaobao along too?"

"Yeah, when he heard I was coming, he kept insisting on coming along, so I got him two days off. He's doing his homework now."

Shen Huixin nodded.

"Grandpa, you're back!"

Just then, a little boy poked his head out of the room, shouted in surprise, and ran over.

Sha Ruijin quickly got up and went to greet him, hugged him tightly, spun him around a few times, and then sat him on the sofa with a look of doting affection on his face.

"Little Bao, do you miss Grandpa?"

"think."

The little boy said happily, then frowned and said, "Grandpa, I want a toy, but my dad won't buy it for me. Can you buy it for me?"

"Buy it, Grandpa will buy you whatever you want."

Sha Ruijin never refuses his grandson's requests, and only when he is with his grandson can he put aside all work matters and truly feel at ease.

"But I must make it clear that you have to finish your homework every day. If you get good grades, Grandpa will buy it for you."

"Mmm, I was just a little short today."

The little boy held up his finger and then raised his face, "I learned a new poem today, I'll recite it for you."

"Okay, you carry it."

Forty years of home and country, three thousand miles of mountains and rivers

"Phoenix pavilions and dragon towers reach the heavens, jade trees and precious flowers form a misty canopy; how could they have known war?"

Once subjugated, one's youthful figure and graying hair will wither away...

Sha Ruijin's face slowly froze.

"Grandpa, did I recite it well?"

"well,"

He responded with a forced smile.

"Alright, Xiaobao, listen to Grandma, go and finish your homework. Dinner will be ready soon."

Shen Huixin picked him up and patted his head.

"Okay, Grandma."

Watching the little boy skip and hop into the room, she went over and closed the door, then turned around and shook her head, saying, "These teachers don't teach righteous and inspiring poetry; they make these young children learn sad and depressing poems."

She knew that her husband, Sha Ruijin, was already in a bad mood, which was why she came to Handong.

Even if a child doesn't understand the meaning of this kind of poem, he certainly knows it.

Isn't this just adding fuel to the fire?