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

"Please rest assured, Secretary Chu, I will definitely perform my duties diligently, stand firm on my position, and fully cooperate with your and the Provincial Party Committee's work plans."

Immediately, Sima Shenhe solemnly guaranteed, and then resigned, saying:

"Secretary Chu, it's getting late. You must be tired from your journey, so I won't bother you any longer. I'll take my leave now so you can rest."

Then he turned his head and pointed to the ground behind him.

"Tell me what kind of side dishes you usually like to eat, and I'll bring some seeds tomorrow. I have some at home that are suitable for the local seasons."

"Hehe, I'm not picky, you decide."

Chu Shijun laughed.

"Alright, I won't bother you any longer. Secretary Chu, please take care of yourself and get some rest."

Sima Shenhe first swept up the cigarette ash and butts on the ground with a broom, then picked up his coat draped over the fence and left the yard.

The moment he stepped out the door, his mind, which he had been calming down inside, finally relaxed completely. Whether it was from hoeing the ground or something else, his back was already soaked with sweat.

Fortunately, this trip was worthwhile and the right decision!

With Ding Long's guarantee, Chu Shijun accepted him, and as long as he didn't do anything foolish, his future was promising.

So, from this moment on, he has to find his place.

Talking is not enough; we need to take concrete actions, rely on information dissemination, and ensure stability.

He needs to demonstrate some achievements as the head of the Public Security Bureau.

Thinking of this, he took out his phone and sent a message to his most trusted deputy: "Strictly adhere to internal protocols. The political and legal system is prioritizing stability in the near future. All sensitive leads, public opinion involving officials, and long-standing cases must be reported separately and sent directly to me, without going through any intermediaries." Furthermore, he continued to investigate the Guwangbei area.

Within just a few seconds, I received a reply: Received!

He glanced at it, smiled slightly, and deleted the message.

From now on, Sima Shenhe will be Secretary Chu's most reliable eyes and ears and shield!

Under the cover of night, he walked along the tree-lined avenue of the provincial party committee's residential area, under the watchful eyes of various sentry posts, some visible and some hidden. He walked out of the gate, returned to his car, took out another cell phone, and sent a message: Secretary Ding, have you rested yet?

There was no reply, but half a minute later, a phone call came in.

"Ring ring ring"

I smelled the aroma of the cakes and came to the street... I saw peddlers everywhere, and I looked for a pair of auspicious ones...

"Secretary Ding, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

"Shenhe, it's only this early, why are you resting so early?"

Ding Long smiled slightly and cut to the chase, asking, "How was it?"

"I just reported some information about the province to Secretary Chu, and we talked about some people... Finally, he mentioned the work of the political and legal system," Sima Shenhe said.

"As expected,"

Ding Long said something, paused for a moment, and continued, "Shen He, remember to be mindful of your position. I think it won't be long before the proposal that was previously rejected will be put on the table for discussion."

Sima Shenhe was taken aback and said incredulously, "Really? Zhao Dagong has only been in this position for a short time, and it was only recommended by Secretary Xia before he left..."

"Xia Qiusheng? It's already good enough that he's quietly retired to the second line. Now, besides passing on his experience, he's busy revising books."

Ding Long's tone carried a hint of sneer.

"Don't worry, as long as Comrade Shijun brings it up, there will be absolutely no resistance. After all, he just arrived. In fact, it's even possible that Zhao Dagong will resign voluntarily. Do you believe me?"

I'm not confident.

Sima Shenhe shook his head, gripping his phone tightly.

"That's so stupid."

Ding Long said in an annoyed tone,

"Alright, just watch. Remember, keep your position in mind and work hard under Secretary Chu's guidance. Aside from visits during holidays, try not to call me otherwise."

"Secretary Ding..."

Sima Shenhe remained silent for a moment, but when he tried to speak again, the call had already ended.

He knew that the other party wanted him to secure his position. After all, Ding Long had already left. What kind of behavior was it to keep calling his old leader while he wanted to follow Chu Shijun?

It's good to cherish the past and be grateful, but it depends on the situation.

Otherwise, if you tell the old leader everything, big or small, how can the new leader feel at ease?

"Why"

After a soft sigh, Sima Shenhe glanced at the provincial party committee's residential area through the car window, then started the vehicle and drove away.

……

Inside at this moment.

Chu Shijun had just returned to his room when he received a phone call.

"Old Ding, what made you decide to call me?"

"Hehe, Lao Chu, you're a new official, shouldn't I call and congratulate you?" Ding Long said with a smile.

The two had always had a good relationship. They had previously changed their honorifics and were scolded by Chu Shijun, but after that, they reverted to their previous forms of address when they called each other in private.

"Don't I know you?"

Chu Shijun shook his head and sat on the bed.

"Your general just left me. He helped me weed the vegetable garden and told me about the situation of the comrades."

"Yes, I know, Shenhe just told me."

Ding Long stated frankly,

"That guy, he was crying and begging to come with me back then, and I let him follow you. After we talked, he immediately wrote me a report with great joy."

"Old Chu, I've been working with Shenhe for eight years. I know him well. He can be a bit slow at times, but he's very good at understanding his place. You can trust him. If he does anything wrong at work, just criticize him."

"Isn't it inappropriate to criticize your general?"

"Hey, you're the new boss, and I'm his old boss. Old friends shouldn't discuss new things," Ding Long said reproachfully.

"Hehe, alright then, I'll test the mettle of this general you left behind."

Chu Shijun said this tacitly.

At this point, the scales in his heart had tipped more than halfway.

First, there's Qi Tongwei's information, then there's Ding Long's guarantee. As long as Sima Shenhe performs well, there won't be any problems.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while longer, and Ding Long told Chu Shijun some things before finally asking, "That family should have contacted you by now, right?"

"Yeah, they've invited me several times before they've even come over."

Chu Shijun nodded.

What are you thinking?

"I've dealt with it before. Although I've pruned the tree a few times over the years, it's been growing for many years and has deep roots."

Ding Long said in a deep voice.

Chu Shijun understood his words.

Rivers flow on and on, and every time there is a great flood, some ancient trees and withered branches are washed away.

But some old trees with deep roots, though they have stopped growing, are still lush and verdant.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together!"

"If I do nothing, wouldn't I have come all this way for nothing?"

"Moreover, I've always believed that anything is possible with human effort."

Hearing this, Ding Long remained silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "I understand. You can use Shen He as an ox without worry."

……

After hanging up the phone, Chu Shijun put it down.

I sat on the edge of the bed, smoked a cigarette, read a book for a while, and then turned off the light and went to sleep.

At this time, many houses in the residential area still had their lights on.