The morning breeze blew gently, making the leaves rustle. The fruits of the camphor tree were ripe. A bunch of dark purple berries hung over the branches, shaking gently on the branches, as if they could fall down at any time.

Wang Siyu changed into sportswear, put a towel on his shoulder, and jogged around the yard, breathing in the fresh air.

Yaoyao was wearing a white dress and red leather shoes, following behind him. After only three and a half laps, she was so tired that she was panting, her face was red, and her nose was covered with crystal beads of sweat.

She walked to the pool, sat on the chair for a while, then ran to the lawn, stood under the tall camphor tree, looked up at the berries that were born between the oval leaves, touched her lips with her fingers, and said curiously: "Hey, uncle, those fruits seem to be delicious?"

Wang Siyu laughed, took a white towel on his shoulder, wiped his neck, and shouted: "Yaoyao, the fruits of the camphor tree cannot be eaten, but they can be used as medicine. If you have colds, fevers, measles, or dysentery, you can eat less, which can help with the treatment."

Yaoyao sighed in disappointment and said, "Then forget it, people hate taking medicine the most."

Wang Siyu nodded and said with a smile: "Then you need to do more exercise and maintain a healthy life."

"I know!" Yaoyao laughed, imitating his appearance, twisting her waist and kicking her legs, having a lot of fun.

More than ten minutes later, Liao Jingqing walked out in an embroidered apron, reached out and touched the bun on his ear, and waved: "The rice is ready, Yaoyao, don't stand under the tree, the berries fall on the skirt, it's hard to wash."

Yaoyao said 'oh', hugged her head with both hands, ran to the door happily, jumped up the steps, hugged Liao Jingqing's arm, twisted her body and said coquettishly, "Mom, I was already hungry last night, and I was dreaming, I was spanked by my uncle, he was so fierce!"

Liao Jingqing smiled, touched Yaoyao's little head, and said softly: "Silly child, why is my uncle willing to beat you!"

Wang Siyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you are disobedient, you will beat him even if you are reluctant. As a child, you will not be able to succeed if you don't beat him."

Yaoyao snorted and pouted, "Then I will cry hard, who is afraid of whom!"

Liao Jingqing sighed, slapped her little butt, and said softly: "Yaoyao, don't talk back to her uncle."

"I know!" Yaoyao said in a long voice, then turned her head, blinked mischievously, and ran into the house like a joyful look.

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, walked in, washed his hands, sat at the dining table, picked up the sandwich with chopsticks, delivered it to his mouth, took a bite, raised his head, glanced at Liao Jingqing, but saw her eyes as waves as water, and she was also secretly glancing at him.

The eyes met, as if they were electrocuted. Both of them trembled with their hearts, lowered their heads, and ate silently.

After last night, the window paper was broken. Although Yaoyao accidentally hit and ruined the good thing, both of them knew that their relationship had undergone irreversible changes and they could no longer maintain that kind of close relationship as before.

The dining table was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed that a needle could be heard. Yaoyao seemed to feel the atmosphere was a little abnormal. She raised her head, looked at Wang Siyu, then looked at Liao Jingqing, raised her hand and scratched her head, and said in confusion: "What's wrong, it seems strange."

"Concentrate on eating!" After saying this in unison, Liao Jingqing's pretty face suddenly turned red. She quickly put down her chopsticks, walked to the sofa, picked up the books scattered on the coffee table, and helped Yaoyao put them in her red schoolbag.

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, took a sip of the soup, looked at Yaoyao, and said softly: "Little baby, be obedient to the evening in the future and don't run around, do you know?"

Yaoyao said 'oh', held a straw in her mouth, drank fresh milk, and said angrily: "Didn't they want to find a mother, but they disappeared suddenly. I'm so scared!"

Liao Jingqing sat on the sofa, turned her pretty face, and said softly: "Yaoyao, my mother couldn't sleep last night, so she went out for a walk."

Yaoyao opened her eyes wide and said curiously: "No, my uncle said, you were hungry last night and went to eat!"

Wang Siyu put down the soup bowl and smiled and said perfunctorily: "After eating, of course I have to go out for a walk. OK, Yaoyao, drink the milk quickly, go to school early, don't be late."

Yaoyao umsed, stopped talking, drank milk, ran to the side of the coffee table, carried her schoolbag, held Liao Jingqing's hand, and jumped out. After a few minutes, the BMW slowly drove out.

Wang Siyu returned to the upper floor, changed into a suit, walked out with a briefcase, locked the door, and got into the car, drove to the municipal party committee compound, entered the office, sat down and drank a cup of tea, and looked through the newspaper of the day.

An inconspicuous news attracted his attention. It was reproduced in the Weibei Morning News that a central enterprise underwent a major personnel adjustment, and the former chairman of the company was transferred from his post and served as vice governor of Shandong Province.

Wang Siyu picked up his pen and drew a wavy line on the message. After thinking for a while, he suddenly laughed, touched his cell phone, and called Uncle Cai. After the phone was answered, he whispered: "Uncle Cai, I just saw good news from the newspaper. The God of Wealth in the Tang family seemed to have been squeezed away."

Uncle Cai put down the Beijing Daily in his hand and said meaningfully: "Mr. Yu, I have already decided a few days ago. This is just a part of the adjustment. It is about to change the term, and there will always be some changes."

Wang Siyu picked up the cup, blew a sigh of relief, and said softly: "Uncle Cai, Secretary Chunlei mentioned last time that the Tang family and the Chen family had some economic conflicts, which is related to this matter?"

Uncle Cai smiled slightly and said calmly: "Sir Yu, in the future, it will become very sensitive and complex, and there will be some changes in all aspects. The relationship between several companies will also make some subtle adjustments according to their respective interests."

Wang Siyu took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Uncle Cai, if there is a crack in the relationship between the Chen family and the Tang family, it would be the best. Otherwise, the game of Weibei will be difficult to play."

Uncle Cai smiled heartily and said implicitly: "Mr. Yu, don't worry, start Luoshui and look around the whole country. Maybe it won't take long to have a case like "Li Haochen" in the Demon City, Shandong, Anhui, and even the capital. Now Weibei is actually the safest place."

Wang Siyu savored this sentence, as if he had some understanding, nodded slightly, and pondered: "It's really complicated, it's so windy and deep."

Uncle Cai nodded, walked to the window, and whispered: "Mr. Yu, reveal good news in advance. There may be important personnel adjustments in central China. Fang Rujing, the Standing Committee Member and Vice Governor Fang Rujing, has a high voice. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to be successfully elected as the acting governor."

Wang Siyu was overjoyed, chatted with him for a few more words, then hung up the phone, and sent a text message to Fang Rujing: "Congratulations to Governor Fang."

After a while, the phone rang a few times. He took out the text message and saw it: "During inspection, the matter has not been finalized, and there are many variables. Two weeks later, I went to Beijing, took Xiaojing and visited Badaling together."

Wang Siyu hurriedly replied: "I received it, I wish you good luck."

Putting down his phone, Wang Siyu sighed lightly, touched the signature pen, and began to lower his head to apply for documents. Most of the documents sent to him were determined by the leaders in charge. Even if there were any inappropriate points, it was not convenient to point them out directly. It could only play a role in connecting the past and completing the process of layer-by-layer approval.

Ten minutes later, a knock on the door sounded, and Secretary Lin Yue walked in, stood by the door, and said respectfully: "Secretary Wang, I just received a call from the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee. Secretary Liang made a temporary decision to go to the Western Line Project to inspect the expressway project. Please ask Mayor Tang and you to accompany you. The car is ready."

"Okay!" Wang Siyu nodded, threw down his pen, sorted out the utensils on his desk, and walked out with Lin Yue, went downstairs, got into the car, first went downstairs of the municipal government, and after renowned with Tang Weiguo, two cars drove out one after another and drove to the provincial party committee compound near Qingnian Lake.

The car turned into the provincial party committee compound, but saw that more than a dozen high-end cars had been parked in the courtyard. As soon as the car stopped, the provincial party secretary Liang Hongda walked over with the crowd. The two of them got out of the car and quickly walked up to him.

Liang Hongda stopped, shook hands with Tang Weiguo, and said in a deep voice: "Comrade Weiguo, the stall is too big, please pay attention."

Tang Weiguo's face was slightly embarrassed, but he quickly returned to normal. He nodded and said, "Secretary Liang, please rest assured that the project will be completed with quality and quantity, and there will be no problems."

Liang Hongda withdrew his hand and said seriously: "That's good. Some people say you are doing the Great Leap Forward. I don't agree with it. You must have courage to seize opportunities and achieve leapfrog development."

Tang Weiguo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Thanks to Secretary Liang for your support."

Liang Hongda said 'um', turned his eyes to Wang Siyu, and smiled and said, "Secretary Wang, how about you, are you still adapting?"

Wang Siyu smiled slightly and said softly: "Fortunately, thank you Secretary Liang for your concern."

Liang Hongda nodded slightly, raised his wrist and looked at the table below, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, go to the scene to see."

Everyone surrounded him and walked to the side of the car. After getting on, they drove out of the courtyard and headed by the police car.

After leaving the city for a hundred miles, they came to the expressway command center. A group of cadres wearing safety helmets came out. Several deputy mayors from the government came to welcome the provincial party secretary's surprise inspection.

Liang Hongda walked to a high ground, looked at the busy construction scene ahead, with a smile on his face, pointed forward with his hand, turned his head and asked, "Weiguo, when will the No. 3 section be completed?"

Tang Weiguo took a step forward and hurriedly replied: "Secretary Liang, it will be until November next year."

Liang Hongda's smile was a little stiff. He withdrew his hand, touched his hair, frowned and said, "Is that so long?"

Deputy Mayor Liu, who was in charge of transportation, hurried over and explained softly: "Secretary Liang, because he has to take care of the nearby suburbs, there are two hills that cannot be avoided and are building tunnels. If he catches up with the rainy weather last year, the date of completion of the project will probably have to be moved back."

His second half of the sentence was purely unnecessary. When Liang Hongda heard it, his face immediately darkened and he said unhappily: "The progress is too slow. If you want to fully connect, you will have to wait at least two years."

After hearing this, the leaders next to him looked at each other. Tang Weiguo quickly coughed and said softly: "Secretary Liang, the No. 3 section is the most difficult section to construct. The other sections are progressing very quickly. The overall completion time will not have much impact."

Liang Hongda did not say anything, but put on reading glasses and reached out and said, "Give me the engineering drawings."

Deputy Mayor Liu hurriedly took the drawings, and several cadres pulled the drawings apart. Liang Hongda gestured on it with his hands and said softly: "The No. 5 section is not optimistic either."

Tang Weiguo's face was as calm as water. He turned his head to look at Pang Yuan, the secretary general of the provincial party committee next to him, and whispered: "Secretary General, today's weather is good and it is very suitable for construction. Everything in Weibei is good, but the climate is bad, and it always drizzles when it's okay."

When Pang Yuan heard something in his words and was not easy to express his opinion, he nodded and replied ambiguously: "Well, the weather has been pretty good recently."

Liang Hongda frowned, waved to Deputy Mayor Liu, pointed to the drawings and said, "You are digging a tunnel now, are you fighting from both sides to the middle?"

Deputy Mayor Liu said the wrong thing just now, but now he is a little confused. He doesn't know if he should answer according to the truth, or just be perfunctory. His expression is a bit unnatural and hesitant and dare not answer. This is the effect of the surprise inspection, and there is no way to unify the caliber in advance.

Shi Chongshan, the executive vice mayor next to him, was anxious and quickly stretched out his fingers and shook them, wanting to remind him from the side, but Deputy Mayor Liu's eyes were dissipated at this time and he didn't see them. Shi Chongshan had to come over and whisper: "Secretary Liang, both sides are connected."

Deputy Mayor Liu then wiped his sweat and agreed, "Yes, Secretary Liang, they all hit the middle from both sides. The rocks are too hard and the construction is very difficult."

Liang Hongda raised his head and glanced at Shi Chongshan with some dissatisfaction, asked everyone to put away the drawings, waved their hands, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, go and have a look."

The group walked towards the car. The provincial party committee secretary-general Pang Yuan deliberately took a step back and landed behind. He turned to look at Wang Siyu and whispered: "Secretary Wang, is the leader in good health?"

Wang Siyu smiled and put a smoke bomb: "Fortunately, I have been fascinated by Chen-style Tai Chi recently. I have to practice for half an hour every morning. Thank you for your concern for the Secretary-General."

Pang Yuan was slightly stunned, touched his hair, and smiled and said, "That's good, that's good, Tai Chi is good, it's good, it's good to prolong life."

After a pause, he sighed again and said softly: "I called Secretary Zongtang the day before yesterday. He is in a good mood. He has been fascinated by Peking Opera recently."

Wang Siyu said 'um' and said with a smile: "Minister Huang seems to be a drama fan, and he is still a very outstanding fan."

Pang Yuan smiled, his lips moved slightly, and he lowered his voice: "Yes, Minister Huang is a rare optimist. I always mentioned you to me a few days ago, Secretary Wang, take the time to sit at home and recognize the door."

Wang Siyu smiled knowingly and said softly: "Okay, I will definitely visit you someday."

Pang Yuan nodded, speeded up, caught up with Liang Hongda, and whispered: "Secretary Liang, I don't know how Secretary Huaichen's condition is."
Chapter completed!