In name only: In the name of Zhao Mengsheng's son!

This Standing Committee meeting was a warning from Zhao Zhongxin to Zhong Jianjun. The meaning was clear: I could keep you in check back then at school, and I can keep you in check now in Handong!

In the end, Sha Ruijin smoothed things over and let the next person speak, otherwise Zhao Zhongxin would have kept harping on Zhong Jianjun! He kept expressing his admiration and telling his son to learn from him!

"Secretary Zhong! Don't worry about it. Your wife has gone back to Beijing. Let's go to the Shanshui Manor and relax!"

Tian Guofu felt somewhat distressed. After all, Zhao Zhongxin had repeatedly trampled on him when he was targeting Zhong Jianjun today. He already knew he had no hope and would definitely be going to the CPPCC in five months, because Zhao Zhongxin showed no signs of leaving. The Hanchao project was thriving. If he were Zhao Zhongxin, he wouldn't want to leave either; these were all solid achievements! Who wouldn't want such a good entry on their resume!

Therefore, Tian Guofu is more upset than Zhong Jianjun. Zhong Jianjun is just being treated like a rat in the street at the Standing Committee meeting today, and I'm going to be with you too. Then, my political life will also end. He is not Sha Ruijin, and he doesn't have Zhong Zhengguo's full support. At 60 years old, even if the Zhong family promotes him, he only has five years left in his political life. The Zhong family is not going to waste such a political resource to support him.

Youth is wonderful! Tian Guofu couldn't help but look at Zhao Zhongxin's retreating figure. This man was ten years younger than him, yet he was already in charge of a region! Studying math and science well is not as good as having a good father!

"Sigh, let's go, let's go. You just wait, Zhao Zhongxin!"

Zhong Jianjun could only watch Zhao Zhongxin's retreating figure, silently making a deep grudge against him in his heart!

Do you remember this once? It's a good thing Zhao Zhongxin doesn't box anymore, or rather, he's at the provincial committee now. If this were a school, Zhao Zhongxin would show you what school weapons are really like!

Then Zhong Jianjun and Tian Guofu got into the car arm in arm and headed straight for Shanshui Manor! They had a blast, going to Shanshui Manor to learn foreign languages! They were truly kindred spirits!

What they didn't know was that several staff members at the Shanshui Manor were Zhao Donglai's spies. Hidden cameras had been installed in their private rooms. Tian Guofu was also fond of giving tips, so now they could even make cash transactions.

It's fair to say that if Zhao Donglai wanted to, he could bring down Tian Guofu, the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, right now! Although Gao Yuliang was also filmed, there was no cash transaction involved. At worst, it's just a matter of his private life being immoral!

But this is a big problem for Tian Guofu. As long as the Public Security Bureau hands this over to the Procuratorate, Li Kangjian can probably get someone from the Supreme People's Procuratorate to come down on the spot!

However, Zhao Donglai remembered Zhao Zhongxin's words: now was not the time to deal with them. Zhong Jianjun's uncle was, after all, a second-level official, and given Zhong Zhengguo's attitude towards his nephews, they would definitely step in to protect him. So, Zhao Donglai couldn't do anything to Zhong Jianjun now. But Zhao Donglai thought, "He's only 47. I can't beat you, but can't I outlast the old man? You, Zhong Zhengguo, are over seventy, aren't you?" Zhao Donglai declared, "You'll definitely die before me!" Zhao Donglai really wanted to tell Zhong Jianjun, "Zhong Zhengguo will be gone sometime!"

"Hehe, boss, let me tell you, when I first said that, even Sha Ruijin was startled!"

To be honest, Liu Kun felt that the happiest days of his life were when he was punching the head of the Standing Committee of the Municipal People's Congress. Back then, he was able to step on the heads of officials at the level of a department director. He had always had a dream of guessing the heads of officials at the level of a minister!

Luckily, Zhao Zhongxin didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have lay down on the ground right then and there to fulfill his brother's wish! Of course, this was just a joke. If Zhao Zhongxin really lay down, Liu Kun would definitely follow suit. Although he didn't know why he had to lie down, his duty was to protect his boss. He couldn't let his boss lose face alone; if he was going to lose face, they would lose face together!

"Haha, I saw it too! I was most afraid of Zhong Jianjun back then! I don't know why, but every time I saw him, my hands would itch!"

Zhao Zhongxin didn't blame his younger brother. He grinned and laughed. This is a typical example of building one's happiness on the fear of others!

"Hehe! I'm also itching for a fight with Sha Ruijin!"

Liu Kun agreed with Zhao Zhongxin's words, but the secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee next to him was a little scared. "You two really have this idea?" "Luckily, I'm Secretary Yuliang's henchman, and I'm on your side, otherwise I would be even more scared!"

Governor Liu's son had the same thoughts. Luckily, my father and your father had a family connection, and my father readily delegated power to you back then, otherwise he would be very afraid today! The reason is simple: the place where Zhao Zhongxin practiced boxing was his hometown. At that time, Zhao Zhongxin was already a deputy director-general, while he was just a small section chief. Later, he also rose to the position that Zhao Zhongxin held back then, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. Again, Zhao Zhongxin had been gone from that area for ten years, but the legend of Zhao Zhongxin still lingered there!

"Back then, there was this old man in our area! The first time he held a meeting, he berated the old Party Secretary mercilessly, and the Secretary had to be rushed to the hospital. The second time, he forced a meeting and beat the old Party Secretary so badly he ended up in the hospital again. And that wasn't the end of it; he skipped the municipal and provincial discipline inspection commissions and went straight to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection to arrest him!"

Later, Governor Liu's son also inquired about the matter. Those who witnessed it firsthand all shuddered when they talked about it, exclaiming how incredibly brutal it was!

The Central Commission for Discipline Inspection originally planned to take him away directly, but when they saw that the secretary's nose was crooked, they had to send him to the hospital first! After arriving at the hospital, they discovered that not only was his nose crooked, but he also had two broken ribs!

So Governor Liu's son thought to himself, "What kind of deep-seated hatred is this?" and kept punching him in the face. What he didn't know was that Zhao Zhongxin had actually stopped at that moment. Otherwise, Zhao Zhongxin, who had been practicing boxing for over thirty years, could have killed him with one punch! When a thirty-year-old fights a fifty-year-old, Zhao Zhongxin truly had a complete and utter advantage.

So Governor Liu's son had always been very curious about what Zhao Zhongxin was like. After meeting him in Handong, he felt that seeing him in person was better than hearing about him, but today he truly felt the pressure Zhao Zhongxin was putting on him!

This kind of person is not only good at boxing, but also a master of political struggle. He used the essay competition involving Zhong Jianjun's son to suppress Zhong Jianjun to the point of being unable to breathe! He also dragged Tian Guofu into it.

"Gentlemen! We've had a great time working together today! How about we go have dinner at Zhong Jianjun's brother-in-law's Shanshui Manor? It's on me!"

Zhao Zhongxin said with a smile!

"Since the gang leader invited me, I, Zheng, will naturally not refuse! Hahaha!"

The Party Secretary of Jingzhou was joking; he directly called him "boss"!

(Chapter 3 for today, all done! See you tomorrow, godfathers!)