When Ren Ziming saw this, he immediately turned around and left, quickly disappearing.

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

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

"Comrade Xuanze is in his early sixties, but Comrade Jinfeng is already sixty-six 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. The one who should succeed is Comrade Xuanze. Five years later, Comrade Xuanze will only be sixty-five years old, only served for one term, and he is still young and strong.

It’s a little bit incredible that it’s time to retire.”

Wang Zhanhong interjected: "Didn't Comrade Huiguang only serve for one term?"

Li Yuanlang shook his head and argued: "It's different. Comrade Huiguang is old enough, but Comrade Xuanze is young after all."

"Who will succeed Comrade Jinfeng? Comrade Ying Hua is only one year younger than Comrade Jinfeng. It should be just a transition, and he is not the successor."

"To be honest, when the new list appeared, I couldn't understand why Comrade Feng Tao was the only one under the age of sixty. Shouldn't there be two at the same time?"

Wang Zhanhong was speechless. He walked into the living room first, sat on the sofa, and gestured for Li Yuanlang to sit down.

The nanny served hot tea and left knowing what was interesting.

Li Yuanlang took out a cigarette from the barrel cigarette case and quickly took the lighter and lit it.

Wang Zhanhong took a deep breath, looked at the rising blue smoke, and said meaningfully: "You just mentioned the past practices, which are determined by people, and there must be great uncertainties and variables."

"Just like your experience in Ruozhou, who could have imagined that this would be the result. But it's okay, you stay away from the whirlpool of right and wrong, and not participating means that it has nothing to do with you."

"I guess you will always pay attention to Ruozhou and the Sansheng Sect. Yuen Long, seek his political power in his position. Ruozhou has become a thing of the past. It will not be of any benefit to you to always dwell on it."

"Be at peace with your work at the Provincial People's Congress and do your job well. Even if you break the news, no one will care."

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

Wang Zhanhong just stopped talking, and by implication, he advised Li Yuanlang not to care about everything in Ruozhou and just concentrate on being the deputy director of the Provincial People's Congress.

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

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

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

What follows is more of a chat between relatives or superiors and subordinates, and has no real meaning.

At this moment, the nanny came over and reminded that the food was ready and you could sit down.

Wang Zhanhong looked up at the time and responded: "Wait a moment, people are almost here."

After saying this, Li Yuanlang immediately understood that there were other guests present tonight.

I just don’t know who the guest is.

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

"Yuen Long, let's go and meet together." Wang Zhanhong put out his cigarette and stood up first to walk out of the living room.

Li Yuanlang followed closely and came to the door.

I saw a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing glasses and looking like an elegant scholar.

"Hello, Bureau Committee Wang." The man handed the coat to the nanny and extended his right hand.

"Secretary Sheng, it's been a hard journey." Wang Zhanhong shook hands and talked with the man, and introduced Li Yuanlang to him.

It turns out that Secretary Sheng is 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 Secretary Sheng.

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

When shaking hands with Li Yuanlang, Secretary Sheng said hello and said, "Comrade Yuen Long, how good is Comrade Linsong?"

"My father-in-law is very good. Thank you Secretary Sheng for your concern."

"Just call me Sheng Liangxing."

That being said, it would be too naive to take it seriously.

After a short chat in the living room, the three of them came to the restaurant.

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

Wang Zhanhong was not polite and sat on the main seat in the middle. Li Yuanlang and Sheng Liangxing sat on either side, one on the right and one on the left.

What we drank was Moutai, which was put in a decanter. Each person had one in front of him and poured his own.

Sheng Liang doesn't have the ability to sober up, but Wang Zhanhong doesn't force things, just do what he can.

After each filled a glass, Wang Zhanhong first suggested that Sheng Liangxing and Li Yuanlang be welcome to his home.

He raised his neck and drank it all. Li Yuanlang had no problem and responded by drinking it all in one gulp.

Sheng Liangxing frowned slightly and drank as hard as he could. He immediately coughed uncontrollably. He pulled out a few tissues and wiped the corners of his mouth, "I can't drink. Bureau Committee Wang, this is just one cup, I can't drink any more."

Wang Zhanhong chuckled, "It doesn't matter, I said, I don't encourage drinking here, you can drink as much as you can."

Pointing to the dishes on the table, he introduced: "Secretary Sheng is from the south, and the taste is sweet and light. I am from Beijing, and Yuen Long is from Donghe. I like salty food, so I asked the chef to make two flavors.

We have created a joint North-South alliance. Have a try and see how it tastes."

Li Yuanlang took a few bites of the food. It was indeed sweet and salty, and the taste was not inferior to that of a five-star hotel.

It should be made by the chef of a star hotel.

Thinking about Wang Zhanhong's status, the nanny at home must not be of such caliber.

It has become fashionable to hire hotel chefs to cook at home.

Throughout the meal, we were chatting about other topics, such as the climate and scenery of Qianjiang, Ruozhou, Minchuan, and the capital city.

In short, just saying haha, it didn’t cover any in-depth content.

It was over within an hour or so.

After drinking tea with Wang Zhanhong for a while, Sheng Liangxing said goodbye first.

After sending him to the door, Wang Zhanhong did not go out.

After all, there are too many people and too much movement is not good.

Moreover, Sheng Liangxing also repeatedly said, "Comrade Wang, Comrade Yuen Long, please stay, we have a long way to go."

After he left, Li Yuanlang still felt that there was something wrong with being together with Sheng Liangxing.

He didn't say anything useful and just broke up in a hurry. He couldn't understand why Wang Zhanhong asked him to come all the way just to see Sheng Liangxing.

Standing in front of the window, Wang Zhanhong saw the car driven by Sheng Liangxing drive away and said slowly: "Yuen Long, I'll make a bet with you. Within half an hour, you will receive a call from Sheng Liangxing asking you to go out and chat."

Li Yuanlang suddenly realized this and firmly believed it, and said: "Second uncle Zhuge is reincarnated. I won't make a bet with you, because I will definitely lose."

"Haha." Wang Zhanhong said with a smile: "You can sit here with me for half an hour and save yourself the trouble of going back to the guest house. I'll make a call and you can find a place to sit by yourself."

Li Yuanlang was bored, standing in the living room and passing the time looking at the calligraphy hanging on the wall.

Ten minutes later, his cell phone rang.

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

Sure enough, Wang Zhanhong guessed correctly, and Sheng Liangxing invited Li Yuanlang to have tea.

He also told Li Yuanlang to contact him immediately after he left the residential area of ​​the Provincial Party Committee.

Not long after he put down his cell phone, Wang Zhanhong came out. After learning about it, he nodded and said, "Go ahead. Don't let Secretary Sheng wait in a hurry."

According to Sheng Liangxing's instructions, Li Yuanlang drove not far from the residential area and got off the bus early.

Then he called his cell phone and pointed out his location.

Soon, a black business car drove slowly and parked next to him.

A young man in his thirties got out of the car and came over, asking Li Yuanlang to get in the car.

The commercial vehicle turned around in the city and finally drove into a quiet building.

At the young man's signal, Li Yuanlang walked into one of the rooms. Sheng Liangxing was answering the phone and waved for him to sit down first.

On this side, he said seriously to the receiver: "Comrade Yuen Long has arrived, yes, okay, I will do it."

He gently put down the phone, as if he was afraid that the call would be too loud for the other party to hear.

After doing all this, Sheng Liangxing came over and made another gesture to sit down to Li Yuanlang, who was still standing there.

In terms of rank, Sheng Liangxing was only the principal, but he had a noble status, and Wang Zhanhong was very polite to him, not to mention Li Yuanlang.

After sitting down, Sheng Liangxing said: "Comrade Yuen Long, there are only you and me now. I will be straightforward about some words."
Chapter completed!