As night fell, the street lights on the street released a faint light. A white Santana was slowly walking under the neon light with the license plate of the Qingzhou Municipal Government.

Zhu Changyong leaned back on the back of the car, staring at the buildings on both sides of the street slowly retreating. The thought flashed through his mind again. Wang Dechang's ambition was to go further. Zhou Tianzhong's ambition was to be the mayor of Qingzhou, and Yu Tianhuan's ambition was to completely control the political situation in Qingzhou. So, what about himself, what is his ambition?

A year ago, what Zhu Changyong was most worried about was that his father accidentally stepped onto Liang Zhongdao's broken ship. In order to avoid the tragedy of his previous life, he worked hard to get close to Lu Donglai and his son and went to Beijing to speculate in real estate. Of course, the term "house speculation" in this era has not been invented, but he has been doing it for a few years ahead of this era.

Why is this done? It’s just to avoid the tragedy. Now it seems that the tragedy in the previous life will not happen again. However, in order to make everything he did seem to be traced, Zhu Changyong had to grit his teeth and study the economics courses by himself so that his behavior would not be too incredible in the eyes of anyone!

Are these really all of them?

Zhu Changyong sighed in his heart, and seemed a little disappointed, but he could not tell the reason. After receiving a call from Lu Donglai in the evening, Zhu Changyong immediately changed his mind and decided to live at home in the municipal party committee compound during this period. In this way, he would make any clues in the investigation team in the future and could give him any information he heard at home.

Pi Deqiu readily agreed to Zhu Changyong's request and repeatedly reminded Zhu Changyong to reunite with his mother at home. If the investigation team wants to have a meeting, he will notify him.

After receiving a call from Lu Donglai, Zhu Changyong understood in his heart that the reason he entered the investigation team was because of Lu Donglai. Perhaps in Pi Deqiu's eyes, such a small shrimp was not worth much, so it doesn't matter whether it appears or not.

"Son, when will you bring your little lover to your mother for your meeting?"

Mei Hanyan turned the steering wheel lightly. She is now the deputy director of the Planning Commission, so she is naturally qualified to get a car. Usually, the driver would take her back to the municipal party committee compound. However, if there was a social event tonight, she asked the driver to take a taxi home by himself.

She knew that the reason why her son was delayed for a while in the afternoon was mainly because he accompanied his little lover in the hospital. She knew that although his son had a calm and peaceful personality since he was young, he was very emotional. I think he would not forget the old one if he had a new person. Besides, his son could have so many girls liked him, which was not his charm, and it was not that his son inherited her excellent genes of Mei Hanyan?

Thinking of this, Mei Hanyan wanted to meet the girl named Zeng Zihan, who could make her son squeeze out a place in her heart for her to sit in her arms.

Unexpectedly, the boy seemed to have not heard her words. Mei Hanyan was stunned and looked up at the rearview mirror in the car. Seeing Zhu Changyong staring out the window in a daze, he suddenly felt a little teasing in his heart. He looked up at the front, gently turned the steering wheel, and let the car slowly drive the side, and suddenly stepped on the brakes under his feet.

Amid the harsh sound of brakes, Zhu Changyong's body hit forward due to inertia and his head hit the passenger seat.

"Mom, drive slowly!" Zhu Changyong reached out and rubbed his forehead, looked up at Mei Hanyan who was driving, and his eyes touched the joke in her eyes. He immediately understood that his mother was teasing him?

Thinking of this, Zhu Changyong's heart was shocked, and tears almost burst out in an instant. His mother teased him for so many years ago. Perhaps it was because the tragedy I experienced in my previous life was too deep. It seemed that there was always a mother's head full of silver hair, looking at the portrait of her father in the living room with a dull expression.

"Son, are you okay?"

Mei Hanyan suddenly became nervous. She wanted to see Zhu Changyong's embarrassing appearance, but unexpectedly, seeing him seemingly crying, her heart suddenly became tangled, and she secretly blamed herself for teasing her son, and she had to choose a good time.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine!"

Hearing this familiar voice and seeing the concerned eyes, Zhu Changyong's nose felt slightly sore, and he turned around and looked out the window: "Mom, how credible is what Wang Dechang said tonight?"

Mei Hanyan felt relieved when she heard Zhu Changyong talking about work, and started the car again. She thought for a moment: "What Wang Dechang said is basically true, but it also has an excessive exaggeration. However, as the director of the Planning Committee of Qingzhou City, what he said tonight is a bit inappropriate!"

Looking at the night view outside the car window, Zhu Changyong's mood gradually calmed down and nodded: "The role of the Planning Commission is to plan for the planned economy and make macro adjustments in time. If this is a very powerful department in developed areas, it is just that in our Jiangnan, let alone the municipal planning commission, the provincial planning commission has launched the running project, what else can it do?"

His voice paused: "No wonder Wang Dechang wanted to take advantage of the situation. This is a rare opportunity for him. He is not young anymore and was transferred from the county party secretary. If he survives a few years, he will pass. It is impossible to enjoy the treatment of deputy department level before retirement!"

Mei Hanyan was stunned when she heard this. Zhu Changyong's words made her a little confused. For the first time, she truly realized that her son had finally grown up. Even her understanding of the Planning Commission was not much worse than that of her, the deputy director of the Planning Commission. Moreover, she could see through Wang Dechang's intention at a glance, which was not something that ordinary people could do.

"Mom, I heard that the organization should be streamlined in 2019, and the ministries, commissions and bureaus of *** were adjusted and reorganized. The Planning Commission heard that it would form the Reform Commission of the Development and Reform Commission, referred to as the Development and Reform Commission, has a much greater power than before!"

Zhu Changyong did not notice the change in Mei Hanyan's expression and continued to say: "So, this year is a critical year for you. If Wang Dechang goes further, it is best if you can correct yourself!"

His voice paused, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Of course, it is not impossible for Wang Dechang to make progress, but he cannot achieve his goal too easily!"

Mei Hanyan became more and more sure that her son had outstanding political talent, and also affirmed the words her husband Zhu Mingcheng said that his son was suitable for politics, and he made up his mind.

"Son, it doesn't matter whether I make progress or not. No matter how much I make progress, I am still not your nanny for both of you guys?" Mei Hanyan rolled her beautiful big eyes: "By the way, son, you will graduate soon. Have you decided what to do?"

Zhu Changyong was stunned when he heard this. He always felt that something was missing. Only then did he remember that his mother had never given any comments on his employment issues!

"Mom, I don't know what to do!" Zhu Changyong sighed, took out a cigarette from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. He took out a lighter with his right hand to light the cigarette. From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his mother's gaze, smiled embarrassedly, and stuffed the lighter into his shirt pocket.

"Then what do you want to do? Are you really going to be a rice worm for the rest of your life?"

Mei Hanyan frowned. She had always been very strict with her son. She had always had the best grades from elementary school to university. She would not have graduated from college soon. This kid was still confused and didn't know what to do after graduation in the future!

How can she not get angry? For a woman, her husband is successful in her career and her son is smart and motivated. This is the whole content of happiness.

As soon as Mei Hanyan's mood changed, Zhu Changyong immediately felt it. He lowered his head and played with the cigarette on his finger. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at his mother's gloomy face. His heart pounded and said in a low voice: "Mom, who said I'm going to be a rice worm for the rest of my life? Your son dared to borrow tens of millions to do a land business in his sophomore year. Now his net profit is at least over 100 million, and he has never made a profit in the stock market. There is no such rice worm in the world except your son!"

Mei Hanyan was stunned when she heard this and widened her eyes in surprise. Yes, her son is already excellent enough. When many children were as old as her son, they only knew how to live sixty. Then they fell in love, became addicted to games and squandered their youth, but their son had already made his first pot of gold!

Moreover, with my son’s current achievements, let alone college students, many successful people who look glamorous are not as good as those of them?

Alas, it's really a dilemma. My son not only knows how to make money, but also seems to make money easier and easier than others. But this kid is very suitable for politics. Mei Hanyan has heard Lu Donglai's appreciation for his son more than once from Zhu Mingcheng, especially today when he sees his son's performance, he is indeed a rare seedling!

Thinking about this, Mei Hanyan's mood gradually calmed down. He knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would support his son in politics a little more?

"Yes, my son Mei Hanyan is naturally the only one in the sky and on earth. Son, because you are so unique, you must work harder to make a career. You can't waste your intelligence and talents!"

Mei Hanyan turned the steering wheel, and the car turned around cleverly and turned into a big road. There was a large courtyard in the middle of the road, and there were two plaques with white black spots on both sides of the courtyard.

The Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee Courtyard has arrived.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm not really lazy to eat and sleep every day!" Zhu Changyong was stunned when he heard this, and a wry smile appeared on his face. We are a time traveler at least, it's so difficult to make some money. However, as my mother said, there is such a unique person in the sky and the earth. Isn't the time traveler good enough to be awesome enough?

"Yes, when you grow up to be a super fat man, let's see who else wants you!"

Mei Hanyan smiled and suddenly remembered that her son had not answered her initial question. While slowing down the speed of the car, she raised her head and smiled: "Son, you haven't answered my question yet. When will you let your little lover from Gyeongju come to your house for dinner and let me meet you?"

Zhu Changyong was embarrassed and his mind turned sharp: "Mom, I know you and dad want me to go into politics, but the intrigue in the officialdom is so annoying!"

Sure enough, Mei Hanyan's attention was attracted.
Chapter completed!