After thinking for a while, Li Yuanlang told Aimingao, "Drive the car into the nearest service area."

"Okay." Aimingao used navigation and determined that there was a service area five kilometers ahead.

Just five kilometers away.

When the Accord drove into the service area, the SUV behind it also followed and stopped steadily about ten meters away.

Li Yuanlang opened the door, got out of the car, and walked slowly towards the SUV.

Ai Mingao trotted all the way, half a body ahead of Li Yuanlang, just in case.

Li Yuanlang came forward on his own initiative, but the two young men in the car did not dodge.

They got off the car one after another and stood in front of Li Yuanlang.

The posture is upright and the benchmark is straight.

Li Yuanlang's first impression was that they were extraordinary people.

One of them nodded slightly to Li Yuanlang and said politely: "Secretary Li, we are ordered to protect you."

Li Yuanlang suddenly had double questions after hearing the word "order".

He had long heard his wife say that she would send someone to protect him secretly. Especially the scene of Fang Yan's sacrifice deeply touched Bai Qing.

Li Yuanlang cannot always be so lucky. Even if there is an accident, the consequences will be disastrous.

There is another meaning, this is the meaning of following orders.

So, Li Yuanlang asked with a pun: "Excuse me, where do you two get your orders from?"

The two looked at each other, and the other person answered bluntly: "Commissar Luo sends his regards."

Luo Jiangnan? It’s him!

Li Yuanlang was greatly surprised.

Luo Jiangnan seems to be very close to Kuang Zhongbin, and I have been worried whether he will sit on Kuang Zhongbin's side.

Unexpectedly, Luo Jiangnan actually appointed two people to protect him in Ruozhou.

"Thank you, and please convey my gratitude to Comrade Luo Jiangnan."

After figuring out the matter, Li Yuanlang returned to the car and continued on his way.

Facing the olive branch offered by Luo Jiangnan, Li Yuanlang happily accepted it.

It's just that he still needs to find an opportunity to contact Luo Jiangnan to find out the reason.

But there is no rush yet, Li Yuanlang still has the letter from Yuan Shunqiang to Huang Zhongli in his hand.

He was very curious about what Yuan Shunqiang wrote in the letter.

Only when he is in the curiosity stage, he will not do the villainous act of opening letters privately.

After all, it is the secret between Yuan Shunqiang and Huang Zhongli.

In the evening, Li Yuanlang ignored the idle chatter, carried a bottle of Moutai, and knocked on the door of Huang Zhongli's house without saying hello.

When Huang Zhongli's wife saw Li Yuanlang standing in front of her, surprise overflowed on her face.

"Secretary Li, what are you..."

Li Yuanlang smiled, raised the Moutai in his hand, and said politely: "Sister-in-law, I'm here to bother you, please don't take offense."

"Where is it?" The woman said hurriedly: "You are an honored guest. We want to invite you, but you can't come."

He politely let Li Yuanlang in and shouted upstairs: "Zhongli, Secretary Li is here."

After a while, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Huang Zhongli quickly went downstairs, shook hands with Li Yuanlang and said hello.

"Deputy Secretary Huang, are you creating something again? Do you have any works that you can show me?"

"Yes, please."

Following Huang Zhongli into his studio, a small farmyard stood on the sand table in front of him.

At first glance, it looks like it did in the 1980s. It is an adobe house with newspapers pasted on the walls and a stove in the middle of the room.

The fire was red, with briquettes and cinders scattered around it.

The furnishings restore to the greatest extent the unique poverty and simplicity of that era.

Li Yuanlang clasped his hands behind his back and bent down to examine it carefully, exclaiming from time to time: "Zhongli, your craftsmanship is getting better and better, it is so lifelike. When people look at it, their thoughts will immediately go back to that era."

Huang Zhongli responded with half-hearted interest: "I relied on my memory and consulted relevant information to reflect the characteristics of that era as much as possible."

"Although material was scarce in that era, people had a high spiritual level. Everyone was selfless, simple, and kind. We were fortunate to experience the happiness and carefreeness of childhood."

"Unlike today's children, who are trapped in their studies. From kindergarten onwards, they attend various cram schools until they take the college entrance examination."

"There is no happiness or carefreeness. There are endless exercises and endless courses. After class, the cram school will continue after class."

"Learning has become the only thing that students must follow. Moreover, the content learned will basically not be used in future work and life. It is just studying for the exam."

"Unlike our time, extracurricular interest groups, calligraphy, painting, music and dance, as well as scientific interests, etc. were all provided by the school free of charge."

"It is said that human beings are making progress, but our progress is only material, but spiritually it is empty, illusory, and barren."

Li Yuanlang didn't say a word, his eyes were always focused on Huang Zhongli's works.

"I'm sorry, Secretary Li, I got off topic." Huang Zhongli hurriedly pulled back his words, introduced the details and process of making these things in detail, and took the materials to show to Li Yuanlang.

"Zhongli, I have already experienced your masterpiece in Yuan's hometown." Li Yuanlang brought up the main topic at the right time.

"Have you been to Yuan's hometown?" Huang Zhongli was surprised.

Huang Zhongli didn't know, so he wasn't surprised.

It is absolutely impossible for Yuan Shunqiang to take the initiative to call Huang Zhongli and inform him of this matter.

He is a retired person and does not participate in politics.

What's more, there is no reason for an old superior to call his subordinates to report the news.

After all, Huang Zhongli's status is several levels different from Yuan Shunqiang's, and a department-level official is not ranked high in Yuan Shunqiang's eyes.

"This is the letter Mr. Yuan asked me to deliver to you." As he said that, Li Yuanlang took out the letter from his inner pocket and handed it to Huang Zhongli.

Huang Zhongli took it with his hands in surprise and opened it in front of Li Yuanlang.

Li Yuanlang clasped his hands behind his back and wandered aside to look at Huang Zhongli's works.

Huang Zhongli did not avoid him deliberately, but Li Yuanlang did not stare at him. This was the most basic respect.

After a long while, Huang Zhongli read it twice, put away the letter knowingly, smiled at Li Yuanlang and said, "Secretary Li, it's worth having a drink tonight."

Li Yuanlang also responded with a smile, "I brought all the wine. The best Maotai comes from my father-in-law."

"Comrade Linsong's Moutai?" Huang Zhongli's eyes sparkled, "That must be a good wine, a good wine."

With that said, he strode out of the room, held on to the railing of the stairs and shouted: "Hey, hurry up and get some good food, I want to have a good drink with Secretary Li!"

It can be felt that the pleasure in Huang Zhongli's mouth is an instant burst of joy that has been suppressed for a long time.

His wife is very agile and can prepare six dishes in less than an hour.

Some are meaty and some are vegetarian, some are salty and some are sweet.

The salty taste caters to the taste of northerners in Li Yuanlang, and the sweetness means that the couple is from the south. Another meaning is that after all hardships, happiness comes.

His wife was very sensible and would not show up after cooking, which made it easier for Li Yuanlang to talk to her husband.

Huang Zhongli opened the wine bottle, and a refreshing fragrance instantly filled the air.

"The wine the chief drinks is really good." Huang Zhongli first filled Li Yuanlang's glass before pouring it himself.

He picked it up and said, "Secretary Li, I toast you this glass of wine."

"Don't say disrespectful, let's drink together."

"No, no, no." Huang Zhongli waved his hand and said, "When I talk about respecting you, I don't respect you personally, but I respect your character, your integrity, and your righteous determination."

"I have served as deputy secretary of the Ruozhou Municipal Party Committee for three years, and I have witnessed with my own eyes that many of our officials have been co-opted and corrupted. I am heartbroken, anxious, and eager to make changes on my own, but..."

Shaking his head helplessly, Huang Zhongli sighed with emotion, "No, there are a group of wolves around you. If you don't eat raw meat, they will eat you as raw meat."

Li Yuanlang sighed hard, "I understand why you like to do microplastics. You have no choice but to develop a hobby for yourself so as not to join them. You have no choice."

"Those who know me are Secretary Li. Or maybe I'm toasting you with this glass of wine. Come on, let's have a drink."

As the two wine cups collided together, Huang Zhongli drank it all in one gulp and said with a smack of his lips: "It's such a good wine, soft and mellow, with a sweet aftertaste."

This time it was Li Yuanlang who took the initiative to pour wine for Huang Zhongli.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Huang Zhongli came to a deep realization, "Gu Xiu'an from Yuehua Group has a very smart mind. Even though he only has a junior high school education, he is very good at doing business and making connections."

"He has a think tank team that specializes in human relations and conducts in-depth research on every official he needs. His personality and hobbies, family composition, parents and relatives, including lovers or illegitimate children, are all studied thoroughly.

"

"I won't go into giving money, gifts, and gifts to others. Just to mention it, no matter whose parents, wife, or children celebrate their birthdays, they will definitely receive a gift from Yuehua Group. And every gift can be delivered.

What matters to me is not that it’s valuable, but that the recipient likes it.”

Li Yuanlang had heard Huang Zhongli's words for a long time.

Gu Xiu'an sent it back and forth, but it stopped at his place.
Chapter completed!