Chen Rui stood in front of Shen Duyi's illness and looked at Uncle San with a smile.
Chen Rui and Shen Duyi have always had a very delicate relationship. Both are the uncle and nephew of their relatives, but they are not so close. Chen Rui is always so humble and polite to him, but this kind of humility always seems to be a little bit separated. Chen Duyi had no children all his life and seemed to have a preference for the only son of this deceased second brother, but he showed only a slight concern.[]
Over the years, the uncle and nephew have come here with estrangement but not distantness. Chen Rui's political journey cannot be separated from Chen Duyi's care, otherwise he would have been at the level of deputy director at the age of over 20 years. It is almost impossible for cadres, but they can never get close to each other.
There was a heart demon living in Chen Duyi and Shen Rui's heart, and this heart demon lived in his heart twenty years ago.
The ward was very quiet. Chen Rui looked at Uncle San and smiled and said, "Uncle San, has his head still hurt recently?"
Chen Duyi shook his head and said, "It's better, the sanatorium has a good environment and good health."
Chen Rui smiled and said, "Uncle San, you are busy with work on weekdays. This time, you will take a vacation for yourself. You will work for the revolution all your life and you should have your body rest."
Chen Duyi still looked faint: "I am idle, but my heart is not idle. I am always worried about my life."
"I'm worried about my uncle, you don't have to think too much about it, Uncle Third." Chen Rui smiled brightly, as if he was indifferent to his innocence.
Chen Duyi looked up at him and said lightly: "Chen Rui, you'd better put away your self-righteous official accent. Playing the trick of Xiang Zhuang's sword dancing in front of me is simply a show of excuses. I am your uncle. If you have anything to say, there is no need to deliberately provoke such seemingly heartless words."
Chen Rui's face looked a little ugly and then he smiled again.
"Nothing can escape your eyes from Uncle San. I am used to interacting in the officialdom. I accidentally let my mouth go. There is really no need to do this in front of Uncle San. It's me that I'm wrong, don't be surprised."
Chen Duyi said slowly: "Chen Rui, your child has been smart since childhood, can be a human being, can do things, and has a firm mind. These are your advantages, but I tell you, your biggest shortcoming is your narrow mind. , the words and actions are so grand and bright, and I am too blindly convinced that calculating is your biggest problem. If you don’t get rid of these problems, your future achievements may only stop here.”
"Yes, third uncle and nephew have been taught." Chen Rui lowered his head respectfully.
Chen Duyi shook his head. He knew very well that this nephew looked gentle and humble, but in fact he was extremely stubborn and vicious. He said that he was taught, but in fact he was just perfunctory.
"I know that my third uncle likes to raise orchids, but my nephew recently asked you for a peerless orchid grass from Qiannan to talk about it as my third uncle's elegant taste."
Chen Rui said, and then brought out a pot of orchid from behind. Its shape is beautiful, with green leaves, and the leaves are counterstained by rouge, red and white. On the green heart-sucking leaves, two red and slightly purple huā petals are like two green grasses. The dancing butterflies spread their wings and fly, as elegant and transcendent as a painting, and at first glance they are the best among orchids.
Even at the age of Chen Duyi, who was not happy for things, couldn't help but open his eyes wide and stared at the orchid in front of him, his eyes full of admiration.
"Hao Lan, Hao Lan... It's true that it is worthy of its peerless reputation."
Chen Rui chuckled and said, "This is a petal orchid, discovered and cultivated by Mr. Yang, an expert in orchid art. The orchid is called "Liang Zhu,."
"Liang Zhu, Liang Zhu deserves its reputation, good, good!" Chen Duyi praised: "It is rare to see such a Lanhua, which is really good."
Staring at the orchid, Chen Duyi said without raising his head: "Speak up if you have anything to do. If you have nothing to do, leave, I have to take a good look at it...
Chen Rui smiled and said, "This is a filial piety my nephew gave to my third uncle. Thank you for your efforts to transfer me from the poor county in the northwest to the capital."
Chen Duyi held Lanhuā's movements and stopped, and then said lightly: "Don't thank me, there is no need. I have a certain responsibility for your father's death. It is also a matter of transferring you back to Beijing to make a reply. Your uncle is now in power. I have gradually been undermined by monopoly, and this is probably the last thing I can do for you."
"My nephew doesn't understand, why did my uncle just agree to transfer me back?"
Chen Duyi said: "It's very simple. Last time Ye Huan made a big fuss in the Shen family, your uncle took advantage of his son and took the opportunity to weaken the power of my fourth brother and I. However, I was ordered to suspend my post by my old man and I could only give in. I only I made a request to your uncle, that is, to transfer you back to Beijing."
Looking up at Chen Duyi, Chen Rui suddenly understood a lot and said in a low voice: "The old man is obviously arguing this time, so letting me go back to Beijing is the only condition in the game between you and your uncle, he must not let him go. Promise, this is Yizi, right?"
Chen Duyi stared at Lanhuā as if he had heard nothing.
Chen Rui chuckled softly: "But Uncle San, don't you think that the situation is more dangerous after I return to the capital?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Uncle San, have you forgotten why I was sent to the northwest by my uncle?"
"I know."
"Uncle San, I sent the killer who assassinated Ye Huan. My uncle must know this matter. When I returned to the capital, right under his nose, if my uncle wants to punish me and avenge his son Ye Huan, wouldn't it be easy to get rid of his hand? ?”
Chen Duyi sneered... Although your uncle and I don't deal with each other, I know very well that he is not such a narrow-minded person. Otherwise, if he really wants to avenge his son, do you think he can't move you in the northwest? Rui, your mind is still so narrow-minded."
"I must be guarded against others. Uncle San, I have no support in the Shen family. Whether it is my own life or my future, I must rely on myself to strive for it."
"What do you want to say?" Chen Duyi narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Uncle San, you have to help me, and help me is also helping yourself." Chen Rui said the purpose of this trip.
After coming down from Xiangshan with Gao Shengnan, Ye Huan said goodbye to her and called her mother Zhou Rong.
Since entering the military camp, my mother has visited Hua many times. Because she was worried that her son would not eat well in the military camp, Zhou Rong even sent various delicacies to the special brigade on time and in the name of military and civilian construction. Now, Blue The soldiers of the Sword Team were so stingy that they didn't like ordinary food.
Mother's love is vast, and no emotion in the world can compare to the invisible and deepest nature of maternal love.
When Ye Huan called, his heart was filled with warmth. He knew that as soon as the phone was connected, he would always hear his mother's concerning greetings. He was not full and was not full. Ye Huan found that he was getting warmer and more.
I like to listen to these meticulous reminders and even nagging.
When the phone was connected, Zhou Rong asked, "Ye Huan, where are you? Do you have money to use? Do you want your mother to put some money on the card?"
"No need, mom, now I am a billionaire, okay? You can't always treat me as a child who only reaches out to his parents." Ye Huan smiled helplessly.
"Hmph, even if you are in your seventies or eighties, in my eyes, it is still just a child Ye Huan. I heard that you have opened a si club. Is the business OK?"
"It's okay. I invested 70 million, but in two months I recovered 300 million to 400 million.
Zhou Rong smiled happily and said, "Son, it's not bad. It's a business job. Are you free now? Come to the headquarters of Tenglong Group."
"Why am I going there for nothing?"
Zhou Rong said angrily: "A mother wants to have a meal with her son, can she do it?"
"Okay, let alone eating, meat dishes, Tang Monk's meat, vegetarian dishes, ginseng fruit, I will accompany you whatever you want." Zhou Rong smiled helplessly: "Your mouth..."
It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when Ye Huan arrived at the headquarters of Tenglong Group and the company had not yet gotten off work.
Walking into the first floor lobby of Tenglong Group, the beautiful front desk lady came up and asked Ye Huan politely who he wanted.
Ye Huan smiled faintly, but it didn't mean the purpose of the visit. The serious prince of Tenglong Group has learned to keep a low profile now. Of course, at this time he is also eager to have a cannon fodder corner, such as an employee in the group to him.
He looked down on all kinds of low-key contempt and looked down on all kinds of things. Then he took out his cell phone and the group's senior management ran downstairs to greet him in panic. Finally, under the shocked and fearful eyes of the employee who was watching the people, he proudly raised his chin and walked away.
It’s a pity to get into the elevator. The employees of Tenglong Group have obviously received good training, which makes the prince’s son full of addiction and unable to show off.
I called Zhou Mei in the lobby. A few minutes later, Zhou Mei, wearing a black professional dress and black stockings, walked downstairs to pick him up.
The reception ladies at the front desk of the lobby saw that the president's most trusted assistant went downstairs to greet him. They were shocked and afraid. They hurriedly took a step back and bowed slightly to Zhou Mei respectfully and politely. At the same time, they looked at Ye Huan with a lot of fear.
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The person who can be greeted by Miss Zhou himself is naturally of great background.
Zhou Mei walked up to Ye Huan, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Is life in the military camp not good? You are much darker than before."
Ye Huan sighed, "It's really much darker, by the way, if it were at night, would you see me?"
"It should be possible." Zhou Mei laughed uncertainly.
Ye Huan looked a little sad: "I don't know how dark I am. I passed by the overpass the night before yesterday. A down-and-out artist drew sketches for passers-by. I joined in the fun and asked him to draw a picture for me. But the guy looked at me for a long time.
Later, I just drew my clothes, but I didn't see any of them. Think about it, there was a set of clothes on the drawing paper, so shameless." Zhou Mei was stunned, and then covered her little one.
Mouth giggles.
Ye Huan said dejectedly: "The most unethical thing is that the guy even named the sketch "Bao Gong Night Tour". Why do you think the people in the capital are so detrimental?"