In name only: The land of Handong, I shall rule its fate.

Lin Zhiyuan's expression shifted.

So that's how we got in touch?

Lin Zhiyuan picked at his ears, afraid that he was just hallucinating from being too tired these past few days:

"What did you just say? Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."

what?

Wen Yiyan scratched his head. "I said I contacted the south, uh... to be precise, someone from them contacted me."

"Come on, come on!"

Lin Zhiyuan's face, which had been tinged with anger, embarrassment, and stunnedness, instantly blossomed into a radiant smile. He strode to his feet, walked over to Wen Yiyan's side, and, supporting Wen Yiyan's arms, sat down again. His voice was extremely gentle as he said, "Minister Wen, it's tiring to stand and talk."

"Please sit down and talk!"

"I'll just stand and listen."

Wen Yiyan was still a little confused. Wasn't he supposed to be escorted to the capital just now?

Has their attitude completely changed?

"Ahem, Kobayashi!"

Wen Yiyan waved her hand and said casually, "I spoke a little too hastily just now. If you're thirsty, go get me a glass of water."

"You poured it yourself, it's sweet!"

Although he didn't know what kind of place the South held in Lin Zhiyuan's heart, he had finally managed to get this bastard under his control.

Haha, you dared to yell at him just now!

Go be my grandson.

"Okay! Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Lin Zhiyuan dashed out of the conference room and disappeared without a trace.

Is that correct?

Looking at Lin Zhiyuan's servile manner, the other Standing Committee members, especially the one who was acting like a sycophant, were dumbfounded. This was Lin Zhiyuan! When had he ever been so humble and subservient?

What exactly did Wen Yiyan do?

This south side?

But which south exactly?

"Hey bro, what are you up to?"

Shen Shanhe had somehow moved back from five steps away, his face beaming with a strong thirst for gossip.

Ah!

Wen Yiyan raised her chin slightly at a ninety-degree angle, a profound and unfathomable smile on her lips, and turned her head away abruptly.

Lin Zhiyuan is a scoundrel!

You're even worse!

We were supposed to be brothers who just wanted to watch the drama unfold, but when disaster struck, we all went our separate ways. From this day forward, we're severing all ties.

Shen Shanhe was not giving up and wanted to find out more.

The conference room door opened again.

Lin Zhiyuan returned, carrying a tea table in his arms and carefully protecting a small porcelain bottle, following closely behind him.

"Give me the tea leaves, you can leave now."

Lin Zhiyuan took the small porcelain bottle, gestured for Gao Sheng to go out first, and then turned around with a bright and cheerful smile.

"Minister Wen, please bear with the simple conditions."

Lin Zhiyuan boiled water and arranged the tea set in one smooth motion. "But the tea is definitely good tea. I stole it from my dad."

"That's all the share we have."

"It was a gift from my dad to my former boss."

"Please try it!"

When the small porcelain bottle is opened, the tea leaves inside rustle and you can even count how many leaves there are.

Lin Zhiyuan took out half of the tea, put it into the gaiwan, rinsed the tea leaves, brewed and divided the tea. The aroma of the tea filled the entire conference room.

It smells so good!

Actually, I could already smell the rich aroma of tea when I heard about its origins.

"Minister Wen, please try some!"

Lin Zhiyuan's smile grew even brighter.

Ke Wen remained silent and did not smile.

Damn, if she had to pull out such a precious item, and her answer didn't satisfy Lin Zhiyuan, Wen Yiyan doubted whether she would still have the chance to go to the capital to report on her work.

"Drink!"

Shen Shanhe was overjoyed and urged his old friend, who had raised his glass several times to drink but then put it back down, to hurry up.

"If you're not going to drink it, let me try some."

Fang Denggao craned his neck, eager to know what the tea tasted like.

"What's the rush!"

"I didn't know it was too hot to eat."

Wen Yiyan felt her heart pounding wildly.

"Zhiyuan, I'm a little thirsty too."

Liu Changsheng suddenly spoke.

Wen Yiyan turned around instantly. As expected, the old governor was still the most benevolent, unlike the group of beasts next to him who only knew how to cut and stir up trouble.

Liu Changsheng received a disgusted look and quickly turned his head away.

It's a misunderstanding!

He was genuinely thirsty; he certainly didn't want to know what the tea tasted like.

He smacked his lips at the gerbil poison.

He wanted to drink too.

None of his adoptive fathers and fathers-in-law had a share of this stuff, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

"Okay, Governor."

Lin Zhiyuan quickly got up, poured a glass for Liu Changsheng, and put down another glass as he passed by the rat poison. "Secretary Ruijin, you should also have a taste."

Hey!

Sensible.

"Then I'm fortunate enough to taste Elder Yan's share."

Germall picked up his teacup. To be honest, Lin Zhiyuan was a bit wild, but he was really strict about etiquette. It would have been even better if the first cup of tea had been poured for him.

I don't know why...

I suddenly felt a little touched.

"Secretary Dakang, you've worked hard these past two days."

"Sister Lin, I heard this tea is good for beauty and skin, you should drink a couple more cups."

"Secretary Guofu, I heard you've been very brave these past few days."

"Climb up high and have a drink to wake up."

...

Lin Zhiyuan distributed cups to all the Standing Committee members one by one.

The tea was presented as if it were being used to reward the entire army.

really…

I still dislike people with the surname Lin.

The gerbil poison immediately suppressed the subtle sensation that had just arisen.

"Minister Wen, would you like a refill?"

Lin Zhiyuan stood beside Wen Yiyan with a smile for the third time and asked kindly.

"No, no need."

Wen Yiyan waved her hands repeatedly. She had just swallowed the whole thing in one gulp and only felt that it was hot. She hadn't tasted anything else.

"Shall we talk about it now?"

Lin Zhiyuan asked gently.

"Tell me, tell me, I'll tell you right now."

Wen Yiyan understood, but also knew that this was not something that could be accomplished by one person alone; it required the assistance of the entire Handong Provincial Committee.

"I contacted the United Front Work Department of Donghai Province, and Old Lü, oh, I mean the Minister of the United Front Work Department of Donghai Province, gave me a good scolding."

"This time, he must have complained to his superiors."

"However, this old fellow isn't too bad-hearted. He agreed to join forces with the four provinces of Handong, Hanjiang, and Yunnan to carry out a root-seeking and ancestor-tracing activity."

"Then before it even started, somehow the news spread to the south."

Wen Yiyan racked her brains to lengthen the narrative, but the parts that needed to be short were still short:

"Several businessmen who have invested in Handong came to see me."

"I talked to them about the family tracing section of our upcoming government affairs platform, and also about attracting investment."

"I haven't received a reply yet."

That's all.

Wen Yiyan spread his hands.

never mind!

I was being cocky just now, but I didn't expect that old scoundrel Lin to go this far, so I had to lift him up.

"oh!"

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, bent down and patted him on the shoulder, "Old Wen, you're not good enough! You need to work harder."

"From now on, you owe me a cup of tea."

Dear Minister Wen, from the disdainful Old Wen, Lin the dog, is your emotional shift so smooth?

Wen Yiyan was full of questions.

"Executive Director Lin, Minister Wu, could it be that place to the south?"

Tong Li finally spoke.

No wonder Wen Yiyan was flirting with all sorts of women and wasn't slapped to death by President Wang.

This statement came out.

All eyes turned to them.

"right!"

Lin Zhiyuan acted as if nothing had happened, picked up his teacup and returned to his seat. "Everyone knows how much the higher-ups value it."

"We ask all members of the Standing Committee to cooperate with Minister Wen's work and do their best to meet all his needs."

"Of course."

"If Minister Wen can't do it and is wasting resources, just send him to Beijing."

Wen Yiyan: Damn it!