Seeing this, Ren Ziming immediately turned around and left, disappearing quickly.

Because he knew very well that outsiders should not be present for the boss’s next conversation.

Li Yuanlang opened the briefcase, took out the resume, raised it in front of Wang Zhanhong, and said seriously: "Comrade Feng Tao is fifty-three years old this year, the youngest among the Standing Committee members."

"Comrade Xuanze is in his early sixties, but Comrade Jinfeng is already 66 years old. According to past practice, this may be Comrade Jinfeng's last term."

"But I am very confused. According to the current ranking, Feng Tao is not the successor of Comrade Jinfeng, so he should replace Comrade Xuan Ze. Five years later, Comrade Xuan Ze was only 65 years old and only served for one term. And he retired when he was young and strong, which was a bit incredible."

Wang Zhanhong interrupted, "Didn't Comrade Huiguang only serve for one term?"

Li Yuanlang shook his head and explained: "It's different. Comrade Huiguang is so old that he stands, but Comrade Xuanze is young after all."

"Who is the one who succeeded Comrade Jinfeng? Comrade Yinghua is only one year younger than Comrade Jinfeng. It should be just a transition, and the successor is not him."

"To be honest, when the list of the new generation appeared, I couldn't understand why there were only Comrade Feng Tao who was under 60 years old. Shouldn't two people appear at the same time?"

Wang Zhanhong said nothing and took the lead in entering the living room, sat on the sofa, and whispered to Li Yuanlang to sit down.

The nanny served hot tea and left with tactfulness.

Take out a cigarette from the barrel cigarette box, Li Yuanlang hurriedly took the lighter and lighted it.

Wang Zhanhong took a deep breath, looked at the blue smoke rising from Miaomiao, and said meaningfully: "You mentioned the past conventions just now, which are determined by humans, and there must be great uncertainty and variables."

"Just like your experience in Ruozhou, who would have thought that this would be the result. But well, if you stay away from the vortex of right and wrong and not participating means that it has nothing to do with you."

"I guess you will definitely keep paying attention to Ruozhou, and paying attention to Sansheng Church. Yuen Long, and planning his politics in his position. Ruozhou has become a past tense. It will always be entangled in this, which will not benefit you at all."

"Have peace of mind in the work of the Provincial People's Congress and do your part well. Even if you break the world, no one cares."

When people are in different positions, the starting point and way of speaking will change qualitatively.

Wang Zhanhong is the only one who is not saying anything. He advises Li Yuanlang not to care about everything in Ruozhou and to concentrate on being his deputy director of the Provincial People's Congress.

As for the reason, he did not say it out, and Li Yuanlang needed to slowly understand it.

At the same time, Li Yuanlong also deeply understood that the topic ended here and the door to continue to talk was completely closed.

Based on the above thoughts, Li Yuanlang increasingly believes that behind his every move in Ruozhou, there seems to be something very profound.

The following content tends to chat between relatives or superiors and subordinates, and has no substantial significance.

At this moment, the nanny came over and reminded him that the meal was ready and he was ready to attend the seat.

Wang Zhanhong looked up at the time and responded, "Wait a little longer, the person is coming soon."

Li Yuanlang immediately understood this sentence, and there were other guests tonight.

I just don't know who the guest is.

Sure enough, after only ten minutes, the door opened.

"Yuen Long, let's meet together." Wang Zhanhong extinguished the cigarette and stood up first and walked out of the living room.

Li Yuanlong followed closely behind and came to the door.

I saw a middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses and a gentle and scholarly demeanor.

"Hello, Director Wang." The man handed over the coat to the nanny and stretched out his right hand.

"Secretary Sheng, we have worked hard all the way." Wang Zhanhong shook hands with the man and talked, and introduced Li Yuanlang to him.

It turned out that this Secretary Sheng was Feng Tao's secretary.

There is no doubt that he is definitely Feng Tao’s confidant.

Thinking of Feng Tao's rise to power, Wang Minghong played a decisive role.

Therefore, Wang Zhanhong has a close relationship with this Secretary Sheng.

No wonder he was so polite to Secretary Sheng and came out to greet him in person.

When shaking hands with Li Yuanlong, Secretary Sheng took the initiative to mention, "Comrade Yuen Long, Comrade Linsong has always been good?"

"Father-in-law is very good, thank you Secretary Sheng for your concern."

"Just ask me Sheng Liang to wake up."

That being said, it would be too naive if it were really taken.

After a brief greeting in the living room, the three of them came to the dining room.

The food has been prepared long ago, six dishes and one soup are prepared, very exquisite.

Wang Zhanhong was not polite, and sat in the center in the main seat, Li Yuanlang and Sheng Liangxing sat on both sides, one on the right and one on the left.

I drank Maotai liquor, filled it with a decanter, and each person was in front of me and poured his own.

Sheng Liang was not able to sober up, but Wang Zhanhong did not force it, just do what he could.

After each filling a cup, Wang Zhanhong first suggested that Sheng Liangxing and Li Yuanlang be welcomed to visit his house.

He raised his neck and drank it all, Li Yuanlang had no problem, and responded and drank it all in one sip.

Sheng Liangxing frowned slightly, and drank it hard. He immediately started coughing. He pulled a few tissues and wiped the corners of his mouth, "I can't drink alcohol. Director Wang, just this glass, I can't drink it anymore."

Wang Zhanhong laughed and said, "It's okay, I said, I don't urge you to drink here, so I can drink as much as I can."

He pointed to the dishes on the table and introduced: "Secretary Sheng is from the south, with a sweet and light taste. I am from the capital, and Yuen Long is from the Donghe River. I like to eat salty food, so I asked the chef to make two flavors, and a North-South Union. You can try it, how does it taste?"

Li Yuanlong picked up a few bites of the dishes, which were indeed sweet and salty, and the taste was not inferior to that of a five-star hotel.

It should be written by the star-rated hotel chef.

I think as Wang Zhanhong's identity, the nanny at home must not be of this level.

It has become fashionable to find a hotel chef to come to cook at home.

The meal was talking about other topics from beginning to end, such as Qianjiang climate, scenery, Ruozhou, Minchuan, and Beijing.

Anyway, haha, there is no in-depth content involved.

It ended in an hour.

After accompanying Wang Zhanhong to drink tea for a while, Sheng Liangxing first proposed to say goodbye.

He was sent to the door, but Wang Zhanhong did not go out.

After all, there are so many people and eyes, it is not good to have too much movement.

Moreover, Sheng Liangxing repeatedly proposed, "Mr. Wang, Comrade Yuen Long, please stay here, we will have a long way to go."

After he left, Li Yuanlang was still unsatisfied and always felt that he had the shortcomings of getting together with Sheng Liangxing.

He didn't say anything useful, and just broke up in a hurry. I wondered if Wang Zhanhong asked him to come from all the way. Could it be to see Sheng Liang awake?

Standing in front of the window, Wang Zhanhong saw the car that Sheng Liangxing was riding away, and slowly said, "Yuan Long, I will make a bet with you. In less than half an hour, you will receive a call from Sheng Liangxing and ask you to go out to chat."

Li Yuanlang suddenly realized, believed in this, and said, "I won't bet with you because I will lose."

"Haha." Wang Zhanhong smiled and said, "You sit here for half an hour to save the trouble of going back to the guesthouse and coming and going. I'll call and find a place to sit by yourself."

Li Yuanlang was bored and stood in the living room, watching the brush words hanging on the wall to pass the time.

After more than ten minutes, his cell phone rang.

"Hey, Comrade Yuen Long, I am Sheng Liangxing."

Sure enough, Wang Zhanhong guessed it, and Sheng Liangxing invited Li Yuanlang for tea.

He also told Li Yuanlang to contact him immediately after leaving the provincial party committee residential area.

Not long after putting down the phone here, Wang Zhanhong came out and nodded after learning it and said, "You go, don't let Secretary Sheng wait and worry."

According to Sheng Liangxing's instructions, Li Yuanlang took a bus and drove out of the residential area not far away and got off early.

Then he opened his phone and pointed out his location.

Soon, a black business car drove slowly and stopped beside him.

A young man in his thirties got out of the car and asked Li Yuanlong to get on the car.

The business car turned around in the city and finally drove into a quiet building.

At the gesture of the young man, Li Yuanlang walked into one of the rooms. Sheng Liangxing was answering the phone and waved his hand to tell him to sit first.

Here he said to the receiver seriously: "Comrade Yuen Long has arrived, yes, okay, I will."

I gently put down the phone, as if I was afraid that the sound of hanging up would be too loud and the other party would hear it.

After doing all this, Sheng Liang woke up and made another gesture to Li Yuanlang who was still standing there and not moving.

In terms of level, Sheng Liangxing is only the main hall, but his status is noble, and Wang Zhanhong is very polite to him, let alone Li Yuanlang.

After sitting down, Sheng Liangxing spoke and said, "Comrade Yuen Long, now there are only you and me, so I will go straight to the point."
Chapter completed!