After leaving President Fang's house, Secretary-General Zhou was in a very good mood. After returning to the hotel, he forced Wang Siyu to play a few games. Wang Siyu was extremely uncomfortable with Secretary-General Zhou's style of chess. He always began to lose sight of one thing after taking more than ten steps, and then he was killed by Zhou Songlin.

"Xiao Yu, the way of chess is like an official road. The key points are all about the word "steady". The beginning must be steady and steady, and every step is done. Don't always think about fighting with your back. Don't start a war easily before you gain an absolute advantage."

Wang Siyu touched his jaw and said, "I saw Master Fang blindly seeking stability in the afternoon, but you still lost to you, so I just took the lead and planned to attack instead of defense."

Secretary-General Zhou smiled, slowly picked up the teacup from the coffee table, sipped it gently, and smacked it in his mouth. Then he slurped it down, walked slowly to the window, and said slowly: "Fatty Fang plays chess very badly, but he is open and honest. That guy was a hot-tempered person at the beginning. He always had to take care of things when encountering unfair things. It was because of this temper, and I don't know how many people he offended or caused many disasters. If their old man had not had a deep foundation in West China, he would have been beaten up long ago."

Wang Siyu didn't say anything after hearing this. Instead, he felt that Fang Ruhai's temperament was not as violent as others said, but instead felt a warm and intimate feeling. Of course, since he had saved his family's life, what Fang Ruhai might have shown in front of him was the other side of his character.

"The political earthquake that caused a sensation in West China back then was created by Fang Ruhai. Now, I still remember it fresh."

"A major political earthquake?" Wang Siyu couldn't help but feel a little horrified and said, "Is it really that serious?"

"A governor and six department-level cadres were implicated, and many people even lost their political lives in this matter. Do you think it is serious?" Deputy Secretary-General Zhou took out a cigarette, weighed it in his palm a few times, then lit it, spitting out a wisp of smoke from his mouth, holding his arms, as if immersed in memories. Wang Siyu did not dare to interrupt his thoughts, but just quietly packed up the chessboard, then sat on the sofa, listening to Zhou Songlin with a smile. With his previous status, it would be absolutely impossible to stay alone with the Secretary-General for more than three minutes. Now the two have played a chess for a full forty minutes. If this matter is told, I am afraid that the guys in the commission office will never believe it.

Zhou Songlin didn't continue talking, but thought to himself: "Fatty Fatty's current wife is probably the victim of the incident back then. It seems that he was not necessarily completely selfless at the beginning, but it seems like he doesn't love the country and the beauty."

Wang Siyu felt that he should take the opportunity to chat with the Secretary-General for a while and narrowed the distance between them. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you are Teacher Zhou Yuan's father. I have never heard of it when I was in BGI."

Zhou Songlin smiled bitterly and waved his hand and said, "She is not proud of me, the secretary-general's father. I am an old bureaucrat in her eyes." After pondering for a while, then said in a low tone: "Besides, I did something wrong back then, so that this child has been resentful and still refuses to forgive me."

Wang Siyu thought about it and felt that the whole story of the matter was still a bit abrupt. After all, his relationship with the Secretary-General had not reached the point of talking about everything, so he whispered: "No matter what, she is your biological daughter after all. No matter how big the gap between the father and daughter is, there is no need to worry too much. It will be resolved one day. I believe that Teacher Zhou will eventually change his attitude."

Zhou Songlin was silent for a while before looking up, and smiled at Wang Siyu and said, "Xiaoyu, tell me about her affairs at West China University. You can talk about as much as you know. In recent years, I have been too busy with work and have never known her work and life in the provincial capital. I don't care enough about her. I am really an incompetent father."

Wang Siyu turned his gaze to the roof and recalled the things that happened in his school days that were related to Zhou Yuan. The past seemed to pop out of his mind at once. He patiently told the past. Zhou Songlin listened with relish, sometimes frowned, and sometimes smiled. The two of them unknowingly talked until dinner time. At this time, the knock on the door outside, and Master Wu from the small car team walked in respectfully, and the topic ended.

Zhou Songlin looked at the watch and smiled and said, "Let's go to the gate of West China University today to eat wonton noodles, and then go to the noodle restaurant you mentioned."

Wang Siyu just mentioned that Zhou Yuan likes to go to a noodle restaurant in the north gate of West China University to eat wonton noodles, which resulted in the business of that small shop, and many boys buy tables there all year round.

When the car drove to the noodle shop, Wang Siyu smiled and accompanied Secretary Zhou in. The proprietress looked at Wang Siyu and said, "Isn't this Xiaoyu? You haven't been here for more than a year. Where are you working now?"

Wang Siyu was a little embarrassed and secretly glanced at Zhou Songlin. Seeing that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and a smile appeared, he became even more embarrassed. He coughed a few times, and the boss's wife was also a person with a wink. She hurriedly wiped the table diligently and shouted to the kitchen: "Boss, Xiaoyu is back, please give me a few big bowls of wonton noodles."

After a while, a honest and honest man with a low figure walked out with a hot wonton noodles, gently placed the noodle bowl on the table, and smiled at Wang Siyu, Xiaoyu, why did you leave so urgently when you graduated and left? You should come here again, and we should refund you fifty dollars.

At this time, Secretary-General Zhou could no longer hold back and laughed loudly. Wang Siyu was so embarrassed that his ears were red. He turned his head and squeezed his eyes at the man, and then asked Lao Wu who was inexplicably listening: "Master Wu, eat quickly, eat while it's hot."

Then he buried his head, held the noodle bowl and pulled it hard into his mouth, and didn't care about burning his mouth anymore. He thought that this was a rock and shot himself in the foot. If he had known this, he wouldn't have talked about this when he was in the hotel in the afternoon. Now, he accidentally walked around himself.

After dinner, it was already dark. Wang Siyu picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth. Then he asked softly to Secretary-General Zhou, who was still bowing his head and pondering, "Why don't we go there and sit there?"

Secretary-General Zhou shook his head and sighed: "It will affect her mood. Forget it, it's better not to see her."

Then he stood at the north gate of Huada, smoked a few cigarettes, looked at the brightly lit teacher's family building, and waved to Master Wu, "Let's go."

The next morning, Secretary-General Zhou went to visit several old leaders in the provincial capital alone. After lunch in the afternoon, the three of them left Yuzhou and returned the same way. The black Audi car was driving smoothly on the Qingyu Expressway. Zhou Songlin was in a very good mood and smiled from time to time and told Wang Siyu something about Zhou Yuan when she was a child. Wang Siyu was also overjoyed and smiled knowingly from time to time. He did not expect that the iceberg beauty had so many interesting things in her childhood.

When the car was about to arrive at the Qingzhou toll station, the car in front was blocked for more than twenty minutes. Seeing that Secretary-General Zhou was a little impatient, Wang Siyu hurriedly ran to the front to inquire about the situation. When he arrived at the toll station, he saw several drunk men sitting in the car arguing with the highway toll collector. The female toll collector was already crazy and shouted to the people: "What's wrong with the city court? The city court has to pay the passerby."

"Why did the car in the Transportation Bureau be exempted from the front?" The people in the car were still relentless. One of the big and thick men suddenly jumped out of the car and cursed loudly: "Little bitch, don't be shameless. Believe it or not, I smashed your toll station today!"

Then he rolled up his cuffs and rushed forward. Seeing that his posture was really going to take action, Wang Siyu took out paper and pen carefully, recorded the license plate number of the car, and then showed his work permit: "The leaders of the municipal party committee are behind, when do you plan to argue?"

The man took the work permit with a suspicious look and was startled. He quickly took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the toll collector. Then he quickly opened the car door and got in. The car drove away quickly. The female toll collector hurriedly smiled at Wang Siyu and said, "It's still the staff of the municipal party committee who are very aware of it, thank you."

Wang Siyu shook his head and said, "Don't thank you too early. I also need to write down your work permit number. Why can the Transportation Bureau's car have this privilege? Can you explain it clearly?"

The toll collector was so scared that his face was pale and muttered in a low voice: "This is the rule set by the leader above, and it is not about our affairs."

Wang Siyu wrote down his work number, and when he got back to the car, he told the whole story. Secretary-General Zhou nodded after hearing this, saying that some departments always felt that they were superior and always wanted to get some privileges, but they were not doing their ideological and political work well. I think they had to strengthen their theoretical study.

When Wang Siyu heard the Secretary-General’s official accent, he knew that he didn’t want to care about such offending things, so he was secretly disappointed.

When the car returned to Qingzhou City, Master Wu first sent Secretary-General Zhou back to the Municipal Party Committee’s family building, and then sent Wang Siyu back to his residence. When the car arrived at the entrance of the community, Master Wu was going to drive directly into the community. Wang Siyu waved his hand and signaled to stop the car. He got off here. Master Wu stepped on the brakes and stopped the car steadily.

Wang Siyu walked out of the car and felt cold as the cold wind blew. Then he remembered that November was about to begin, and the weather was getting colder day by day, but he hadn't bought any clothes for changing seasons.

Lao Wu did not rush to drive away, but rolled open the window and said to Wang Siyu with a smile: "Xiao Wang, you are going to be developed. Maybe I will send you home every day in the future."

"It's nothing, Master Wu is joking." Wang Siyu habitually touched his pocket, took out half a bag of Hongta Mountain, pulled out two of them, first Lao Wu tapped one, then burned one himself, took a sip of it comfortably, and bounced the ashes, and then said softly: "You have to show mercy about the shadowless thing. Don't create public opinion for me, and it will cause me a lot of trouble."

Master Wu flicked the ashes and gently spit out a few smoke rings from his mouth. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, I, Old Wu, have a tight mouth. I knew you were not simple, and you were much better than that guy Zheng Dajun. That dog guy, holding chicken feathers as a command arrow all day, would know that he was clamoring, and he didn't have any real skills."

Wang Siyu waved his hand and said, "Master Wu, don't talk nonsense. He is a deputy director and a small clerk. This is incomparable."
Chapter completed!