At the dining table in the morning, Feng Sizhe ate with his grandparents, uncle, second aunt, and aunt.
Today, Feng Sizhe changed his usual way of lowering his head to eat. He raised his head and straightened his body and couldn't help but put some pickles that they usually like to eat in the bowl for his grandpa and grandma. Grandma kept saying yes, but grandpa didn't know that Feng Sizhe
What was he thinking in his mind, so he didn't say much. However, his aunt Zhao Lizhu looked at Feng Sizhe's attentiveness and couldn't help but muttered "Flattery!"
"What's wrong with the flattery? Zhe'er at least did this. I've supported you for so many years, but I've never seen you so attentive. Besides, I also like the food Zhe'er brought me." Upon hearing this, his little daughter actually
Dare to talk about grandson, He Jiayu immediately became a little unhappy.
"Mom." Listening to her mother speaking these words publicly, Zhao Lizhu's face also became irritated for a while. No matter what, she is also in her thirties, so it would be too shameful to do this.
"I think your mother is right." Zhao Mingyuan said this suddenly, and Zhao Lizhu didn't dare to say anything except trembling. Feng Zhe, on the other hand, smiled and said, "Auntie is angry, so I will give it to you too."
Pick up some food, pat you on the back, and admit your mistake."
Feng Sizhe's smiling face, even some playful smiles, immediately made the atmosphere at the dinner table lively. Everyone couldn't help laughing after hearing his words. Especially Lieutenant General Zhao Mingyuan felt that his grandson had obviously changed, but
He wasn't sure yet whether this change was good or bad.
After breakfast, the service staff at home naturally cleaned up the table. The uncle and aunt also hurriedly cleaned up and went to work and went to the ministry and committee for a meeting. Lieutenant General Zhao Mingyuan also "served" under the care of his wife He Jiayu.
Wearing a crisp lieutenant general uniform, he got on a special car and drove to the Beijing Military Region compound. Only Feng Sizhe and his aunt Zhao Yuzhu were left.
"Auntie, please hurry up." Standing in the courtyard, Feng Zhe urged his aunt. It was already 7:15 in the morning, but her aunt still hadn't packed up yet and was still dressing up in the room. Feng Zhe couldn't help but let her
Zhe was a little anxious. In his memory, the junior high school class would start at eight o'clock. If it were any later, he might be really late.
"Yo yo yo, the sun is really shining in the west today, isn't it? Our little Zhe also knows that he is in a hurry for class? Don't you wish you were late every day and wish you were expelled? Oh, by the way, are you in the junior high school class?
Is there any beauty in the movie that you fell in love with, and that’s why you want to go to school?” She wore a pair of white leggings that were just popular in the 1990s, and a light blue jacket on her upper body, with a black jacket underneath.
The sweetheart collar shirt perfectly wrapped the protruding part of her chest, making her look very youthful. This also made the thirty-two-year-old Zhao Lizhu look more like a twenty-three-four-year-old.
"Yeah, my aunt is beautiful, and she looks much more youthful when dressed up like this." Feng Sizhe's words are true. Maybe it's because she is a little girl at home. Zhao Lizhu has been naughty since she was a child, and she can also dress herself up.
For example, my second aunt Zhao Lishu, who is just thirty-six years old, insists on dressing up as if she is in her forties, as if she is afraid that people will think she is too young.
"Okay, you talked a bit too much today." Although Zhao Lizhu was very happy to be praised, but when she thought about being scolded by her parents for saying Feng Sizhe flattered her during breakfast, she gave Feng Sizhe a look on her face.
Feng Sizhe smiled, "They say women love to hold grudges, and it seems true."
Following Zhao Lizhu and Feng Sizhe, they left the courtyard and got into a military jeep. Then the car started and headed towards the Central Party School in the capital. Even in the car, Feng Sizhe was still thinking that his aunt was the full-time director of the division, and she was
She is the daughter of a lieutenant general, and the disciplines in state ministries and commissions are not very strict. Otherwise, would my aunt be able to work in a courtroom dressed like this? This is questionable.
Feng Lizhu's position is the director of the Cadre Division No. 2 of the Personnel Department of the Central Propaganda Department. At her age, she has reached the division level. It is obviously inseparable from the support of Lieutenant General Zhao. Usually, this Cadre Division II is responsible for
The director of the division personally sent Feng Zhe to the middle-aged and youth class of the party school. For this reason, Zhao Lizhu often joked that Feng Zhe, a student in the middle-aged and middle-aged class, was really a bit high-level. He was just a junior student, so he started to let department-level cadres act as secretaries.
Picked up and dropped off.
After the car stopped at the gate of the Party School, Feng Lizhu hurriedly urged the driver to rush towards the Central Propaganda Department. Now that it was time for her to go to work, she was worried that she would be late after inking with Feng Sizhe for a while.
Feng Sizhe waved goodbye to his aunt, then took out his ID and asked the armed police at the gate of the party school to verify his identity, and then walked to the middle-aged and youth class in the school.
The Middle Youth Class is the abbreviation of the training class for young and middle-aged cadres. It is a learning and training class for the party to train reserve cadres.
There are actually many types of middle-aged and young people’s classes. For example, the central-level middle-aged and young people’s classes mainly train leading cadres at the provincial and municipal levels, while the middle-aged and young people’s classes that Feng Zhe attends are for those who have very high academic qualifications but are not
Those who have no work experience, such as this kind of class for middle-aged and young people, is also called a crash course in ideological re-education. The main content of the study is to allow these students to have a better understanding of the Party and the Party's policies as soon as possible, because generally there is no
You can't get into this middle-aged youth class regardless of your relationship, but anyone who can get into this middle-aged youth class is basically stepping into the cradle of politics. As long as you can graduate successfully, usually the worst will be the same.
Don't underestimate the importance of getting a professional title, as many township cadres will never reach the top in their entire lives.
Feng Sizhe walked into the junior high school class with light and somewhat guilty steps. After all, in his memory, this was something more than 20 years ago. Speaking of it, it was indeed a bit unfamiliar to him.
"Hi, Feng Sizhe is sitting here." A young man about his age shouted quickly when he saw Feng Sizhe.
Feng Sizhe felt happy when he saw this young man. He remembered that this young man who looked slightly shorter than himself was called Xie Zhiyuan. His father seemed to be a cadre of the State Grain Administration, and his rank seemed to be not low. Others were just
He didn’t have much of an impression anymore. He seemed to have retired not long after, so Feng Sizhe didn’t have a very deep impression on him. But he did know that he had a very good relationship with Xie Zhiyuan, even if Feng Sizhe later changed his mind in the previous parallel world.
He was no longer involved in politics, but he and Xie Zhiyuan also had frequent contacts. In Feng Sizhe's last memory, it seemed that he became the mayor of a certain city in 2010. The 42-year-old mayor was already very young at that time.
"Hi, Zhiyuan." When Feng Sizhe saw Xie Zhiyuan greeting him, he waved politely and came to the row of seats behind him.
"What's the matter? Comrade Feng Sizhe, you don't want to come. Look, what time is it? You are the last one to enter the class except for the prince in our class." Seeing Feng Sizhe take his seat, he
Next to him, Xie Zhiyuan joked with him. He knew that Feng Sizhe was unwilling to attend this junior high school class. This person who had returned from studying abroad did not seem to be very keen on politics and power.
"Xie Zhiyuan, please keep your voice down, don't be heard." Another girl's voice sounded in Feng Sizhe's ears. Feng Sizhe turned around and noticed that the girl with long hair was sitting next to him.
, her name seems to be Xu Yuanyuan. The other person's name immediately flashed in my mind.
I still have some memories of Xu Yuanyuan and Feng Sizhe. I just knew that she was also a high-ranking official in Beijing. Because Feng Zhe was not very willing to contact his classmates at the time, he knew very little about some people. This Xu Yuanyuan and Feng Sizhe
At that time, Zhe only saw her as a classmate and a passer-by in life, so even now he doesn't know much about her or her future affairs.
"Look, girls are timid after all. Don't be afraid. He's not here. Besides, we have our own freedom of speech." When Xie Zhiyuan heard Xie Yuanyuan's reminder, he chuckled, laughing at her timid agreement.
Talking about freedom of speech again.
In fact, at that time, the country's freedom of speech was not very obvious. People's perception of the outside world was basically hearsay except for TV and newspapers. Even the telephones only had a few channels, and the reported things were quite satisfactory. Now
It is indeed funny that Xie Zhiyuan talks about freedom of speech.
After hearing this freedom of speech, Xu Yuanyuan also covered her mouth and laughed. How should I put it, Xu Yuanyuan is a very beautiful girl, she seems to be only one year younger than Feng Zhe and Xie Zhiyuan, and I heard that she also has some background. In fact, at that time
Who can attend the junior high school class without background? It’s just that we don’t know each other very well.
While the three of them were talking and laughing, a boy who looked obviously older than Feng Zhe and the others walked in at the door of the classroom. He walked into the classroom with long strides, his steps were steady, and he looked forward as if he was watching.
There is no one else in his world, and he looks very arrogant at first glance.
Seeing this man sitting down in the first row of seats, Xie Zhiyuan couldn't help but snorted, "What a cow, isn't he just from a better background? Looking at him, his eyes are going to the sky."
Of course, Xie Zhiyuan said this in a very low voice, which was only heard by Feng Sizhe and Xu Yuanyuan.
Feng Sizhe did know that this boy was the Taizu Zizi mentioned by Xie Zhiyuan just now. But in fact, Feng Sizhe knew very well that this young man named Wen Rujie was only one year older than him, and his future career in politics would be
His journey was not too smooth, perhaps because he was too small-minded and his vision was too low. In short, as he grew older, his performance was not very eye-catching. In the end, he went directly to the sea to do business, but his brother Wen Ru
On the contrary, Hao became a rising star in politics soon, becoming the youngest member of the Central Committee. From the looks of it, he is likely to become one of the next national leaders. But in fact, he was a social commentator in the previous parallel world.
Feng Zhe does not like Wen Ruhao, because most of his political achievements are based on sacrificing the interests of ordinary people. He himself has not really done a few good things for the country and the nation, and the most important thing is to serve as a member of the Zhao family.
When struggling under the pressure of another large faction, the Lu faction, Wen Ruhao, one of the core figures of this literary faction, did something to make the Zhao family completely lose their right to speak at the top, so that Mr. Zhao Mingyuan could not bear the blow and suffered a stroke.
He was paralyzed on the bed. Therefore, after Feng Sizhe saw Wen Rujie, he subconsciously regarded him as a rival.
Wen Rujie, who was sitting in the first row, seemed to feel a sharp gaze behind him. He couldn't help but turned around and looked at Feng Sizhe. But Feng Sizhe reacted very quickly. When Wen Rujie moved,
He sat down as if nothing happened, leaving only Xie Zhiyuan and Xu Yuanyuan still gesticulating towards the back of Wen Rujie. Until Na Wen Rujie turned around and saw Xie Zhiyuan, our Comrade Zhiyuan froze.
Then he slowly sat down. Wen Rujie also thought that Xie Zhiyuan was talking about him, so he looked over there and then turned around.
Looking at Xie Zhiyuan who had become his scapegoat, Feng Zhe chuckled and shook his head. With his somewhat perverted mental age, how could either Wen Rujie or Xie Zhiyuan be able to fight him? Besides, he had
The ability to predict the future for more than twenty years can be said to be an absolute right of foresight. Yu Tian couldn't help but feel complacent. He believed that with his current conditions, no matter what he did, he would put in a lot less effort than others. But
In the end, he chose to be an official, not for anything else. He didn't want to see the disappointed look in his grandfather's eyes, and he didn't want to see someone riding on the Zhao family's head to dominate and bring blessings. He, Feng Sizhe, wanted to use the power of rebirth.
Special came to change the history of the Zhao family and make a contribution to the development of the motherland.