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

"I may be free, but your father-in-law and uncle don't have that much free time."

Chu Helin glared at him and criticized, "I know you want to do things, but you have to be careful. You have to think about the consequences of everything you do and say. If it weren't for your good intentions, I wouldn't have stopped you. I would have just let Comrade Ruoyu slap you to death."

"Okay, okay, calm down."

Knowing he was in the wrong, Chu Shijun immediately went along with him, saying, "I will definitely think more and observe more in the future."

"Alright, I know you too well."

Chu Helin's expression softened somewhat.

"I won't say more, but in the future, you must think twice before you act. Your position is different now, so you must be cautious in your dealings with others."

"It is said that when you climb high, you should look far, but no matter how far you look, you still have to take care of what's in front of you. There are some people and some things that you can't avoid. If people are dissatisfied with this place, no matter how well or correctly you do things, there will always be someone who trips you up and causes you trouble."

"Then tell me if what I did was right or wrong!"

Chu Helin fell silent. Given his personality, if he were in charge, he would probably be even more radical than Chu Shijun.

After all, he truly came from that time.

When I was a child, I often basked in the sun.

If you put him at Chu Shijun's age, he really wouldn't be able to resist taking out his gun after what happened to Li Zhixu and the others.

"Look, he's not saying anything again."

Chu Shijun curled his lip and spread his hands.

Seeing his father's expression, he decided to stop while he was ahead.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Chu Shijun took a deep drag of his cigarette, glanced at the canopy of the banyan tree overhead, and said, "I've always remembered the pomegranate tree in my old home's yard."

"Spring blossoms and autumn fruits, hard work brings success. I believe that cultivation will surely yield results, and by working diligently and practically, we can eventually achieve tangible results. What one generation cannot accomplish, two or three generations can do, one after another. Ideals can ultimately be realized."

Upon hearing this, Chu Helin's face was filled with relief; this was exactly what he had originally intended.

The couple, along with a large group of others, devoted themselves to forging swords.

What we seek is nothing more than a stable and enduring national foundation.

Only when the foundation is solid can the building above be built well and properly.

"Work hard and be down-to-earth."

Chu Helin said slowly,

"Practical work builds a strong nation."

Chu Shijun nodded, and the two then stopped discussing the topic and started talking about everyday family matters.

Just as the pot of tea was emptied, the sound of a car engine came from outside again.

"It must be Ruizhe and the others who are back."

Chu Helin turned his head and, just as he finished speaking, saw Chu Ruizhe and Su Mimi walk into the courtyard.

"Grandpa, Dad,"

Chu Ruizhe shouted in a carefree manner,

"Grandpa, Uncle Chu,"

Seeing their expressions, Su Mimi blushed, let go of their hands, and stepped forward to greet them politely.

"Hey, Mimi, you must be tired from training today?"

Chu Helin smiled broadly, perfectly embodying the affection between grandparents and grandchildren. "Go and have a glass of water, dinner will be ready soon."

"I'm not drinking anymore, I'm already full from drinking at Uncle Wang's."

Chu Ruizhe rubbed his shoulders. "Fortunately, the training is over. These past few days have been exhausting. This external relations etiquette training, with all the things to say here and how to answer there, was more tiring than going to school."

"Didn't I go through the same thing back then?"

Chu Shijun frowned.

"Study hard! You represent the younger generation. I'll be there too. If you make a fool of yourself anywhere, I'll break your legs when I get back!"

"Tch, who would believe that?"

Chu Ruizhe looked around nonchalantly and asked, "Where's my mother? Did you come back alone?"

Well, the boomerang has returned.

Chu Shijun closed his eyes helplessly, too lazy to pay him any more attention.

Even at dinner time, both he and Chu Helin were somewhat sullen.

One or two of them come back and call for their mother. Are they really that unwelcome?

……

The next day.

morning.

Chu Shijun, Pei Qianqian, Chu Ruizhe, and Su Mimi traveled by car to the External Relations and Protocol Department.

Minister Wang also came over.

The group gave a general demonstration, which served as a rehearsal.

Of course, the main target was young people like Chu Ruizhe, and everything went smoothly without any mistakes.

After the event, the rest of the group returned, as Chu Shijun had other plans.

First, I went to his office here and reviewed the political situation briefing sent by the Baijiang Daily, issuing instructions and making arrangements as needed.

After that, we went to the school for a meeting to discuss student arrangements.

In the afternoon, back in the office, there was another series of departmental work discussions, but most of them involved Xinjiang. In addition, some people came to visit.

One person in particular surprised him: Zheng Chengren, the district head of Huangyuan District, who is also Zheng Yu's father.

"Secretary Chu, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to see me."

Although Zheng Chengren was not young and had seen many ups and downs, he still couldn't help feeling nervous when he walked into this office.

After all, local leaders of the same level can only be met at city-wide meetings; they can't be seen in private.

"Comrade Chengren, hello there too. Come, sit down and let's talk."

Chu Shijun had been paying attention to the father of his former secretary and had done a good job with him; otherwise, he wouldn't have used his influence to give the man a significant advantage.

"Okay, thank you."

Zheng Chengren pulled over a chair with steady movements, sat down with half his buttocks on it, and straightened his body.

Do you smoke?

Chu Shijun picked up the cigarette case and gestured to it.

"I smoke less, you can smoke more."

Zheng Chengren quickly waved his hand.

"Then I'll have one."

Chu Shijun took out a cigarette and handed it to him, saying, "I need to apologize to you. I've corrupted Zheng Yu. He's been with me for years and has even started smoking."

The affection conveyed in these words was self-evident, and Zheng Chengren relaxed considerably. He first stood up to light a cigarette for Chu Shijun before sitting back down and saying, "Secretary Chu, you're being too kind. Zheng Yu is a grown man; it's normal for him to smoke."

"I heard from Zheng Yu that you often like to smoke when you are handling documents or discussing issues. He said that you smoke when you make decisions."

"Oh, making decisions based on luck? Hahaha,"

Chu Shijun shook his head with a smile, "That's not true, it's just that they're greedy."

"You've been the district head for over two years now, haven't you?"

"Yes, Secretary Chu, thank you for remembering me. I am grateful for your guidance and support. I have been the district head for two and a half years now."

"And my son Zheng Yu, he is where he is today thanks to your guidance and teaching. I only hope that he can work diligently and turn the knowledge and experience he has learned from you into motivation to serve the people."

Zheng Chengren said with a face full of gratitude.

He hadn't forgotten where the chair came from.

The family had a son of exceptional talent, and even the old father enjoyed good fortune as a result.

This person mentioned it at the time, and not only was he promoted to district head, but his work also went very smoothly.

Especially in the last two years, as the other party took another step forward, he became even more at ease in the team.

For this reason, Zheng Chengren has become more cautious in his work and in his dealings with others.

Unlike other places, you can easily offend people if you're not careful here.

It doesn't matter if he offends people, after all, he's getting on in years. At most, he might become a district party secretary or a member of the municipal party committee.

But if Chu Shijun were implicated because of him, and his son's future were jeopardized, he would never forgive himself, even if he slapped himself twice.