Ai Minggao received a call from Li Yuanlang, but before he could hear what he said, he had a premonition.

Li Yuanlang recommended Tian Nanye to the provincial party committee and Lin Jincheng, deputy secretary-general of the municipal government.

It is obvious that Tian Nanye is the recommended candidate for Huang Zhongli, while Lin Jincheng is the candidate for secretary-general urged by Zou Shengxuan.

It is equivalent to Li Yuanlang starting from the overall situation and taking the principle of professionals in charge of professional affairs, he gave up his favorite Ai Minggao, and did not strive for a pie in this personnel change in Ruozhou.

Ai Minggao was inevitably disappointed when he expressed his understanding of Li Yuanlang's choice.

Wasting a few years as the district party secretary. Many colleagues who were standing at the starting line were either transferred to important positions or went to the Municipal People's Congress and the Municipal CPPCC to overestimate themselves and become the department-level department-level department-level, making plans for the next step.

And he thought it was a good opportunity, but he never thought he would still stay there.

The key is that such opportunities are rare. If you miss it once, you may miss it for your lifetime.

In the evening, while talking on the phone with his wife, Song Yunhui comforted him: "I know there is a gap in your heart. Secretary Li mentioned that Tian Nanye must have his reasons."

"Oh!" Ai Minggao sighed, "The opportunity is hard to come by. If there is no accident in the state, there will always be officials being dismissed from their posts. Forget it, I might be this fate."

"Shangguan Yunan took a fancy to me and promoted me, but something happened before he could even handle it. I finally waited for Li Yuanlang. My classmates who were in the same class and sleeping in the Party School still admired me very much. Unexpectedly, I gave up at the critical moment."

"Yunhui, I..."

The pain in Ai Minggao's heart cannot be persuaded by anyone in just one or two words, even Li Yuanlang is in trouble.

"Minggao, why don't I go back and accompany you..."

Ai Minggao shook his head and denied, "Ai Rui has just been transferred to the new school. I am not by my side. You should be with her mother. This is beneficial to her study and growth."

That being said, Song Yunhui was worried about her husband and settled her daughter's affairs. On the third day, she hurriedly took the flight back to Ruozhou.

She worked in the Midong District Library and had previously asked the company leaders for a long vacation.

Who doesn’t know that Song Yunhui is the lover of the secretary of the Tangtang District Party Committee? Not to mention taking a long vacation, even if you don’t say hello and don’t come to work, who can say anything else?

Walking out of the airport, Song Yunhui suddenly heard someone calling her. When she turned around, she turned out to be Wen Xiumei, the wife of Huo Xing'an, the secretary of Jiamei District Party Committee.

They are all family members of the district party secretary, but Huo Xing'an is a member of the municipal party committee standing committee and a real city leader.

Song Yunhui and Wen Xiumei have been colleagues, and their relationship is pretty good and they usually walk around.

I met unexpectedly at the airport. Wen Xiumei took a few steps and held hands with Song Yunhui. She asked her curiously where she came back.

Song Yunhui said truthfully that he had just returned to his hometown Yuanzhong Province. Seeing Wen Xiumei being in high spirits, it seemed that good things were coming.

Wen Xiumei told her that she had just returned from the capital and went to meet a collector. After listening to the explanations about collecting, she was quite inspired.

Wen Xiumei’s collection is an open secret, and Song Yunhui is not surprised.

There was a car coming to pick up Wen Xiumei, so I simply took Song Yunhui to take a car back to the city.

In the car, Wen Xiumei clapped Song Yunhui's hand and said, "I heard from Lao Huo that your Minggao missed the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee this time. Yun Hui, don't be discouraged. With the friendship between Minggao and Secretary Li, there is still a chance."

Song Yunhui smiled bitterly and did not answer.

"Yunhui, how do you think of this thing?"

Wen Xiumei changed the topic and took out a small square box from Kun Bao, opened it and took out a small yellow bottle with an airbag connected to the mouth of the bottle.

"What is this?" Song Yunhui raised it and watched over and over again.

Yellow bottle body, golden foreign font, brass bottle cap.

Sniff it carefully and emits a refreshing fragrance of flowers.

"What a weird thing, is it that it contains perfume?"

"Yunhui, you are so smart. You are just a perfume bottle, but it was just something from more than a hundred years ago." Wen Xiumei lay in Song Yunhui's ear and said mysteriously: "This is circulating from the palace. Who in the palace can afford such expensive things? You will know just by thinking about it."

"It's that old woman!" Song Yunhui covered her mouth in shock.

"Who else can I have except her?" Wen Xiumei continued: "The bottle was from that time, and the perfume is now. It has been more than a hundred years and it has been evaporated long ago. I will evaporate. I will say it, this was transferred to me by Master Guo, the collection master in Beijing. I said all the good things, and he reluctantly agreed."

"You don't know, this thing looks inconspicuous, who can use it? The foreign things used by the old woman are priceless."

Taking the perfume bottle back with both hands, Wen Xiumei carefully put it into the box and put it in her bag.

Song Yunhui immediately understood, but she had questions. Since this thing has cultural value, how could it be brought back from the plane with great fanfare?

But she didn't ask in detail, for fear of arousing Wen Xiumei's disgust and alertness.

When Ai Minggao came home from get off work at night, he smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen. He immediately walked in and saw that Song Yunhui had prepared four dishes and placed them on the dining table.

"Yunhui, if you come back, don't say hello, I'll go pick you up."

His wife took the briefcase from Ai Ming master and urged him to wash his hands and prepare for dinner.

At the same time, I served the boiled old duck soup and poured Ai Minggao a glass of white wine.

"Minggao, you've lost weight."

Looking at her husband's face, Song Yunhui said with distress.

"I'm busy with work all day and running around, so I'm just trying to exercise. Yun Hui, come, let's have a drink, you'll take care of Xiaorui, it's harder than me."

Song Yunhui knew the fundamental reason why Ai Minggao was not in high mood, so he should not say more words of comfort, just stop.

Everyone knows the truth, but I can't make a turn for a while. Ai Minggao needs time to adjust his mood slowly.

After taking a sip of white wine, Song Yunhui gave Ai Minggao a bun and casually mentioned the incident of meeting Wen Xiumei.

"Minggao, Wen Xiumei is busy collecting antiques all day long. Deputy Secretary Huang likes miniature models. You are really weird as leaders and have a wide range of hobbies."

It seems unintentional, but it is actually insinuated, suggesting that Ruozhou officials are suspected of being inactive.

Ai Ming snorted coldly, "What you see is the surface, Huang Zhongli is rare to be confused. Gu Xiu'an tried every means to win him over, and the beauty of money attacked one after another. In order to avoid all this, Huang Zhongli simply started to shrink and packaged himself as an illusion of not caring about the world, so that Gu Xiu'an could not do anything to him."

"Fortunately, he was wary of it. Otherwise, if the Yuehua Group was eradicated this time, his fate would be the same as those three, and he would not have a good ending."

"Also, he had no desires on the surface, but in fact he had already made plans. It was his work to promote Tian Nanye. However, Secretary Li followed his advice and the provincial party committee adopted it. Tian Nanye has entered the public announcement process and soon took office in Ruozhou."

Without mentioning it, Ai Minggao raised his neck and drank the white wine in one sip. He grabbed the bottle of wine, and then filled it with it.

Seeing that the conversation continued, Ai Minggao was afraid of drinking to relieve his sorrows, so he said, "I checked the Internet and found that the first perfume with a sprayer was released in 1907. The old woman died in 1908. I wondered, could this foreign perfume be circulated so quickly? I suspect that Wen Xiumei bought a fake."

Ai Minggao sneered: "You are so naive. Wen Xiumei has been collecting for a long time and will not mislead it. Besides, what does it have to do with her buying real and fake? She doesn't matter if she makes money."

In fact, Song Yunhui mentioned this matter to change the topic and had no other purpose.

Ai Minggao drank half a pound of wine and hid in the study for a long time without coming out.

It was not until Song Yunhui called him to take a shower that she walked out of the study with a cigarette in her mouth, stretched her waist, took the pajamas handed over by Song Yunhui, opened the door and entered the bathroom, stopped for a while, and turned around and said, "Yunhui, turn around and contact Wen Xiumei, learn the tricks in collecting it."

"Minggao, you are..."

"Just act as an investment. It's better to increase our family's income without violating the relevant regulations. Xiaorui needs money, so we need to create a good foundation for her so that she can devote herself to her studies without considering the cost. It will be beneficial to our family."

After saying that, he opened the door and entered the bathroom.

Song Yunhui was made into a monk by her husband's attitude.

Is this still Ai Minggao she is familiar with? When did it become vulgar?

I thought Ai Minggao was just talking, but Song Yunhui didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that this matter was unreliable.

Little did he know that when he was having breakfast the next day, Ai Minggao mentioned it again, hoping that Song Yunhui would become a teacher, learn cultural relics collection, and earn some money to supplement the family income.

Song Yunhui thought she had heard it wrong, so she asked Ai Minggao and got his affirmative answer.
Chapter completed!