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

Gao Yuliang nodded, and said with a sigh, "Compared to Shi Jun's resume, the newly appointed provincial party secretary Sha Ruijin's resume is quite impressive."

Wu Huifen keenly sensed a hint of melancholy in his words. She shook her head, smiled, and stood up to sit next to Gao Yuliang, taking his hand in hers. "Yuliang, are you feeling a little resentful?"

"It would be a lie to say there wasn't any. At the last minute, everyone was saying that Sha and Li would be a couple. Although I knew it was impossible, I still had a sliver of hope in my heart. After all, no one can say for sure until the very last moment," Gao Yuliang nodded, then smiled casually, "Hehe, but now that it's settled, I feel much calmer."

As he spoke, Gao Yuliang leaned back, resting his head on the sofa. "Huifen, tell me, how high a position is considered 'high'?"

"You went from a university professor to the deputy secretary of a province. I think you have more authority to speak on this issue than I do," Wu Huifen said with a smile. Seeing Gao Yuliang close his eyes, she took out the remote control and turned off the TV. "Go to your room and rest. Don't catch a cold."

Ring ring ring ring ring

Just then, Gao Yuliang's phone rang.

Wu Huifen stopped in her tracks, picked up the phone from the table, looked at the caller ID, and said with a smile, "It's Shijun on the phone."

"Hello, is this Shijun? This is Gao Yuliang." Gao Yuliang opened his eyes and took the phone.

"Professor Gao, have you received the message yet?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuliang smiled and said, "Hehe, Shijun, it was just on TV and the news. I watched it. Also, the Provincial People's Congress nominated you as a candidate for governor today."

Chu Shijun's position as deputy secretary of the province was directly appointed by the central government without the need for election, but the position of governor was based on recommendation, followed by nomination of candidates by the provincial people's congress, and then election by the congress.

Of course, he's the only candidate.

"Yes, Professor Gao, I just received news that the newly appointed provincial party secretary, Sha Ruijin, has already set off for Handong," Chu Shijun said calmly.

"They've already set off? We haven't received any news here in Handong?" Gao Yuliang frowned, but then he suddenly realized, "Is he going on an incognito trip?"

"You know, he went down there with a mission," Chu Shijun smiled. "I'll send you his phone number later. Call him directly if you need anything. Even though he went there secretly, we still have to respect Secretary Sha's opinion when it comes to getting things done."

"Hehe, then I guess his first stop should be Luzhou. Today, Tian Guofu, the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission who went to Handong last year, suddenly went to Luzhou for research." Gao Yuliang said with a smile, his eyes flashing with a strange light. "It seems that the Crescent Lake Food City project that I approved in the exchange with former Secretary Zhao Lichun is about to welcome distinguished guests."

"Let him be, teacher, don't worry about it."

Back then, Gao Yuliang was the Party Secretary of Lüzhou, and Li Dakang was the Mayor.

Zhao Lichun's son approached him with the food court project, and as expected, Li Dakang refused, leaving the matter to Gao Yuliang.

Therefore, after contacting Chu Shijun and Huang Wenjing, Gao Yuliang made an exchange with Zhao Lichun, in which he was promoted to the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and approved the project.

Meanwhile, a policy proposed by Zhao Lichun received approval from the capital.

Gao Yuliang also used the small stain of the food court as a pledge of loyalty, completely handing it over to the political and legal system.

Sometimes, whether something is a big deal or not depends on whether people want to take action. This kind of situation, neither too big nor too small, is exactly in everyone's interest.

In addition, his daughter Gao Fangfang married into another branch of the Huang family. Although she was a businesswoman, she was not to be underestimated.

Gao Yuliang, on the other hand, was naturally not worried.

"Shijun, about that surgery you mentioned before, did the operating room lights come on?" Gao Yuliang asked one last time.

"Um."

……

At home in the capital.

In the study, Chu Shijun hung up the phone.

Just then, the door opened and Pei Qianqian walked in. "Shijun, dinner's ready. Mom and Dad are back too."

Pei Qianqian wore a knitted sweater, and her figure was even more prominent than before. In her forties, her skin was still fair and smooth, and she exuded a mature charm.

"it is good."

The two went downstairs and into the lobby.

Sitting on the sofa was an elderly man, around seventy years old, wearing a dark blue military uniform. He had stars on his shoulders and his eyebrows and eyes resembled Chu Shijun's. Next to him sat Pei Yihong.

He is Chu Shijun's father, Chu Helin. In 98, he met with his parents, who were on a top-secret project.

"Dad, what brings you two back? Where's Mom?"

"Your mom is in the kitchen."

Chu Helin said irritably, "Every time she sees me, after calling out my name, she always asks where my mother is, making me feel like I'm superfluous."

"Since you're going to Handong soon, your mother and I put aside what we were doing and came back to visit."

"Haha, Lao Chu, don't even mention Shi Jun, my Qianqian is the same, she goes to her mother first when she gets home," Pei Yihong said with a smile. He looked much older, but was still very energetic.

He couldn't accept getting old, so he met his in-laws in 1998.

After discussing it with Chu Shijun and his wife, the other party changed the surname of their two sons, Yunfeng, to Pei, giving him a big surprise.

If he weren't getting old and about to retire, he would have worked for another ten years or so.

"Alright, everyone, come and eat."

Just then, a voice came from the restaurant.

Zhou Yuwen and Pei Qianqian were busy serving dishes. The one speaking was Chu Shijun's mother, Li Wenxin. Seventy years seemed to have left no mark on her. She showed no signs of aging, except for the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and a few strands of white hair that hinted at the passage of time.

At the dinner table, in front of Chu Shijun was a bowl of moderate size, filled to the brim with rice, his usual amount, which hadn't decreased over the years.

"Mom, don't you never cook? Why are you in the kitchen today?"

"I rarely do research now, and I haven't flown planes for a long time. I mostly teach classes, so I'm not that particular anymore. I don't know if my skills have become rusty," Li Wenxin said with a smile, putting food into Chu Shijun's and Pei Qianqian's bowls.

Chu Helin, standing to the side, curled his lips. He knew whether the cooking skills were rusty or not. He had been used as a guinea pig by the army recently. If the taste was good, he wouldn't serve him any more.

"Mmm, delicious."

Chu Shijun tasted it and nodded.

"Eat more if you like it. Now that you're going to Handong, Qianqian is going there too. Do you want Xiaohui to go with her? She mentioned it to me before. They've been with us for so many years, so we feel more at ease," Li Wenxin said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Chu Shijun thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Forget it. Sister Xiaohui and the others are getting older and are busy taking care of their children. Let's find someone else."

After Chu Shijun went to Beijing, Liu Xiaohui and Tian Wenming went to take care of their grandson. Several years have passed, but they still keep in touch every year and visit each other frequently.

Their son was also given a job after graduating from university and is now the mayor of a city.

"Okay, I'll take a look then. I'll feel more at ease knowing you're going to Handong..."

Chu Helin interrupted, "Alright, the child is all grown up and knows what he's doing. You don't need to worry about everything."

Upon hearing this, Li Wenxin exchanged a glance with her mother-in-law, Zhou Yuwen, and shook her head with a smile.