When Shang Tianhe left, there was no change in his expression.

When he walked to the Hongqi car that had been waiting in the porch, the secretary opened the door, and Shang Tianhe didn't bend down to get in.

With his back to Li Yuanlang and Director Wang who were paying tribute, Shang Tianhe slowly turned around and waved.

Li Yuanlang immediately understood and hurried over.

Shang Tianhe lowered his voice and said: "The day after tomorrow, you must accompany Comrade Linsong in. No matter how Comrade Han Qi's family members are, you must take the initiative to shake hands with them."

Li Yuanlang was stunned for a moment and reluctantly agreed.

Shang Tianhe got into the car with satisfaction.

Looking at the gradually disappearing taillights, Director Wang patted Li Yuanlang on the shoulder and gave him a mysterious and complicated look.

Less than half an hour after Shang Tianhe left, several Hongqi cars arrived one after another.

Five elderly people in their eighties got out of the car.

Some are in good spirits, while others are faltering.

But who would have thought that these were once famous figures.

Take any one of them out and you will have to look up to them.

Li Yuanlang and Director Wang, on behalf of Lu Linsong, greeted them at the door.

and led them into the reception room.

Lu Linsong was wearing a white shirt and black trousers.

When I saw my old friends arriving, I stood there and waited.

Although they all retreated, according to their previous status, they were the only ones to come up to shake hands one by one, and there was no rule for Lu Linsong to take the initiative to shake hands with them.

After the greetings were completed, the guests and hosts took their seats.

Li Yuanlang and Director Wang sat at the end, listening to everyone chatting.

Mainly talking about the period of separation, everyone's retirement life, and physical condition.

No one talked about anything else, and no one even said a word about Zhang Hanqi's funeral.

Among the five people, four have lived abroad for a long time, and only one lives in the capital.

In most cases, these people who leave their jobs choose to live elsewhere.

One is that the climate is dry and windy and sandy. It is either dry and cold or dry and hot, which is not very friendly to the elderly.

Furthermore, the capital city is the center of power. When former subordinates stood on the stage and controlled the wind and rain, they were so proud that they inevitably felt a sense of loss in their hearts.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Therefore, many people either move to coastal cities with a pleasant climate, or return to their hometowns to live a leisurely pastoral life.

Get away from the world, stay away from distractions, and enjoy your retirement life to the fullest.

Lu Linsong was in a great mood, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was good.

The meeting lasted for an hour and a half. When everyone stood up to leave, Lu Linsong called Li Yuanlang and said to everyone: "I won't see you off anymore. This is Yuen Long. Let him see you off on my behalf."

"Comrade Yuen Long is still alive. He is young and promising. Not bad, not bad."

Li Yuanlang is forty-three years old this year, but in the eyes of an eighty-year-old man, he is indeed young.

He nodded politely and said hello to everyone. When he arrived at the door, he shook hands with everyone and said goodbye. It wasn't until he saw the car driving away that Li Yuanlang put down his waving right hand.

Then, Lu Linsong and Li Yuanlang met with two groups of people one after another, and the version was similar to the one before.

Soon it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

Two black Hongqi cars drove up in front of the villa.

Two people came out one after another, one was Wang Minghong and the other was Wang Zhanhong.

This surprised Li Yuanlang.

It's rare to see the two brothers appear together, and when I came at this time, I wanted to have dinner here.

Because he was busy, Li Yuanlang didn't know that the Wang brothers were coming.

Seeing the two of them, Li Yuanlang walked a few steps forward to greet them, and took the initiative to say hello, "Uncle Wang, Secretary Wang, hello."

Calling Wang Minghong uncle is a private title because of his relationship with his sister.

Wang Zhanhong currently serves as the secretary of the Bizhi Provincial Party Committee and a bureau committee member, so it is most appropriate to call him an official position.

Ordinarily, it would be more appropriate to call him Secretary Wang, Bureau Committee Member, but Li Yuanlang, Secretary Wang, was so smooth-talking that it was difficult to change his mind.

Fortunately, we are all related, so no one will care.

"Yuen Long, how are you doing recently?" Wang Minghong asked proactively.

"Very good, thank you for your concern."

When it was Wang Zhanhong's turn, he spoke in a different tone, "If the state is a test for you, you must be able to withstand the test."

"I took note of it."

When the Wang brothers arrived, they were not arranged in the living room, but in Lu Linsong's study.

After meeting these people one after another, Lu Linsong felt tired, so he simply lay on the recliner and talked to Wang Minghong and Wang Zhanhong.

When these two people showed up, Director Wang knew what they were interested in and didn't accompany them at all.

Li Yuanlang was the only one in the room.

"Comrade Linsong, your body is recovering well and your face is glowing."

Lu Linsong shook his head, "It's no good. People who are almost 80 years old have much less energy than before. I just met some old comrades and they are all exhausted. I can only lie down and talk to you."

"Minghong, I heard that you plan to return to Donghe for retirement? The temperature there is low, so you should keep warm."

Wang Minghong said with a smile: "I have worked in Donghe for more than ten years and have deep feelings for him. Secretary Zhaojun has discussed with me many times and hopes that I will go to Donghe to rest in my old age."

"Other people like seaside cities, but I am used to the northern climate, with four distinct seasons, especially in summer, which is very cool, unlike the humid and stuffy south that makes people breathless."

Wang Zhanhong took up the topic and said: "I have long advised my eldest brother that it would be good to go to Haizhou Province or Mingzhong, where Yuen Long is located, but my eldest brother just didn't listen. He said that he just likes watching snow and doesn't mind the cold."

"Haha." Wang Minghong smiled, "Even though it's cold, there is heating in the room, which is no worse than in the south." He asked Li Yuanlang, "You are a native of Donghe Province, tell me, am I right?

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Li Yuanlang humbly replied, "You and Secretary Wang are absolutely right. The main thing lies in everyone's adaptability. Donghe has the advantages of Donghe, and the south has the advantages of the south."

"I've been transferred to Ruozhou for a while, and I don't have much feeling for the climate. I just can't get used to the local taste, especially soup."

Lu Linsong nodded slightly, "Northerners like to eat meat and salt, which is determined by the cold climate. We must strengthen this aspect to keep out the cold."

"The weather in Minzhong Province is hot and humid, making it easy to sweat and consume a lot of food. In order to nourish the stomach and digestion, soup is the most suitable. As the saying goes, the soil and water nourish a person."

After chatting about this topic, Wang Zhanhong gradually put away his smile and said with deep thoughts: "Comrade Linsong, I heard that the children of the Zhang family have reached a consensus on you..."

He hesitated to speak, seemingly unable to speak.

"Zhan Hong, if you have anything to say, just say it. There are no outsiders here." Lu Linsong sat up slowly and took a sip from the tea cup.

Seeing his brother's hesitation, Wang Minghong simply said bluntly, "Those children of the Zhang family plan to adopt a three-no policy against you at the funeral the day after tomorrow."

"Which three are not?" Lu Linsong frowned.

"I won't shake hands, I won't talk, I won't look at you." After Wang Minghong finished speaking, he observed Lu Linsong's reaction.

Unexpectedly, Lu Linsong's expression was calm, and while he put down the tea cup, he said slowly: "It's nothing, I just went to see Comrade Han Qi for the last time, and I didn't make a special trip to see them?"

After hearing the news revealed by Wang Zhanhong, Li Yuanlang finally understood why Shang Tianhe gave such instructions.

So, he told the three people present exactly what Shang Tianhe said.

Wang Minghong and Wang Zhanhong looked at each other, and Wang Zhanhong said angrily: "The children of the Zhang family are really good at adapting to the wind and following the trend. They are afraid that their father is not around and will cause trouble for them."

"Spread all your grievances on you, Comrade Linsong, to divert attention and win sympathy. Who doesn't know about their family? It has been spread among the people. I want to rely on you to ridicule you, despise you, give you a meeting gift, and protect you.

Their family is safe, they really have the heart of a villain."

"Zhan Hong." Wang Minghong immediately stopped his brother from continuing to complain, "Don't talk nonsense, it's all irrelevant. Comrade Jin Feng advocates unity and harmony, and words that damage relationships should be kept in the stomach."

"There are no outsiders here, I'm just talking in front of my own family." Wang Zhanhong explained quickly.

"Second Uncle's words make sense." Since he mentioned kinship, Li Yuanlang simply followed his sister's call and called Wang Zhanhong "Second Uncle."

This brings the relationship closer and shows that this conversation is purely a chat between relatives.

In this way, everyone will feel relaxed.

"Zhang Zhibao has committed many evil deeds, and he deserves the blame. Sima Wenhan from Wuma County, relying on his support, embezzled the forest to build his own luxury villa without authorization, and I caught him in one fell swoop."

"The Zhang family hated me so much that they turned their grievances onto my father and wanted to make the conflict public."

"Yeah." Wang Zhanhong nodded frequently, "Yuan Long was just talking about one of them. At that symposium of old comrades, Comrade Han Qi questioned Comrade Linsong face to face, just to vent his dissatisfaction."

Wang Minghong said nothing and looked at Lu Linsong.
Chapter completed!