Qin Yu did not go to the hospitality hotel to stay at night, but went back to the Lin family naturally. But what he didn't expect was that after entering the house, he actually met Lin Hanhan and his son.

"When will you come back?" Lin Yaozong also asked in surprise.

"I'm back in the afternoon. You are in the hospital. Mom won't let me call." Lin Nianlei's lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and there were obvious signs of pregnancy.

"Grandpa."

Qin Ziyi ran over, reached out and hugged Lin Yaozong's thighs, and said in a vague voice: "I miss you all."

"This little mouth is sweet." Zhang Lan also walked over: "It's much better than his mother when he entered the house."

"Haha." Lin Yaozong reached out and picked up Qin Ziyi and said happily: "My eldest grandson, I am a ghost spirit, I will definitely not be wrong in the future."

Qin Yu glanced at his son with a squinted look: "Didn't you see me?"

"Pop!"

Qin Ziyi kissed Qin Yu on the face perfunctorily and said silly: "Grandpa, I'm hungry, I want to have a meal."

"Haha, OK, dinner!"

The family walked into the restaurant happily and had a warm dinner. Then Lin Yaozong personally played with his grandson for a while before entering the study tiredly and chatting with Qin Yu.

The content of the conversation between the two was nothing more than a problem in District 9. Lin Yaozong gave Qin Yu a lot of ideas, but the process was relatively boring, so I won’t talk about it for the time being.

After the father-in-law and son-in-law finished the conversation, Qin Yu returned to his wife's bedroom, hugged her affectionately and asked, "Have you reacted a lot during pregnancy recently? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I have all experience, but I have nothing to do. I should eat and drink." Lin Nianlei lay in Qin Yu's arms, yawning and said, "It's just that I'm always sleepy."

"Then you have a rest and let the people below organize their work first."

"No, I can still hold on." Lin Nianlei turned her head and looked at Qin Yu and asked, "How is the situation of the old man?"

"It's not very good, but it can be maintained for the time being." Qin Yu sighed and said, "It is estimated that after a while, there may be major personnel changes in the military and political offices of the eighth District."

"Oh, I hope my old man's health can slowly improve." Lin Nianlei is a very positive woman in politics and thoughts. She admires people like Gu Tai'an very much, so she is also thinking about the Governor.

"Um."

"Will you take over the Ninth District..." Lin Nianlei pinched Qin Yu's face and asked with a smile.

"No." Qin Yu shook his head: "I've talked with the Governor today. We still focus on Sichuan Mansion, but I will take some seats in the Ninth District."

"Oh." Lin Nianlei nodded.

"What's wrong? Do you have any ideas?" Qin Yu turned his head and looked at his wife and asked.

"I'm too lazy to care about your affairs." Lin Nianlei patted her lower abdomen and murmured softly: "I don't want you to be too tired. Like the old man, he is not very old, but his health is in trouble..."

"Well, I know." Qin Yu nodded.

"Husband, you have more and more white hair." Lin Nianlei touched his head, his eyes full of heartache.

"Oh, there are too many things."

Qin Yu sighed, thought carefully, and then reached out and picked up the cell phone on the bedside table: "I have to make two more calls."

"You can't take a break?"

"These things will be dealt with sooner or later, and you will not be able to escape." Qin Yu shook his head helplessly, lay beside Lin Nianlei, and took the lead in dialing Lao Li's number.

"Hello?"

"Uncle Li, the matter in District 9 has almost been done," Qin Yu said bluntly: "It is estimated that the conference will be held next month. In this way, you can select some people in Sichuan Mansion, hurry up and go there first, and adapt to the environment."

Old Li thought for a while: "Where is the Sichuan Mansion?"

"Government Affairs Office, I am going to establish a parliament. I will ask some people to come up and take care of each one." Qin Yu said bluntly.

"Okay." Old Li nodded.

"After the conference, you can take the post immediately, and I will arrange the rest."

"Okay, I understand." Old Li nodded.

"Haha, you have always had feelings for District 9, and this time it has been a dream that has come true." Qin Yu said with a smile.

"Then thank you Commander Qin for helping me realize my dream? Oh no, after the conference, you are not Commander Qin, you have to call me..."

"Uncle, keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Qin Yu replied teasingly.

The two chatted for a while and then ended the call. Qin Yu continued to call Wu Tianyin, Xiang Zehao, and some senior officials in Sichuan Province to start planning for the ninth district.

Lin Nianlei looked at the busy Qin Yu and reached out to massage his head while using eyebrow-tight tweezers to help him pull his white hair under the light.

...

District 7, South Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Zhan Nan drove the car, took his wife, and brought some gifts to a club.

The two entered the lobby, and the duty manager at the counter immediately came out: "Mr. Zhan, are you here?"

"Well, is Mr. Xu here?" Zhan Nan asked with a smile.

"She is talking to her friends upstairs, I'll call her to notify her." The duty manager replied with a smile.

"No, I've come here, what else can I notify?" Zhan Nan waved his hand: "I'll go to her office."

"Okay." The duty manager said as he led the way.

"No, you can rest." Zhan Nan greeted the other party in a familiar way, led his wife, and walked upstairs.

The couple took the elevator and arrived at the top floor together. It was already late at night, and there were not many guests in the club. In addition, there were military conflicts in the seven districts recently, and each city issued a traffic restriction order. The economic environment was not good, so the club was a little deserted.

When he arrived at the top office area, Zhan Nan turned his head and looked at his wife and said, "You told my aunt that it is very chaotic in District 7 now. She has this relationship with us, and the business will definitely be affected. If it doesn't work, let her clear the industry, go to Sichuan Mansion, or invest in District 8 or 9."

"Why didn't you tell him yourself?"

"...Oh, she is so strong, she will probably feel embarrassed by the light of me, a junior." Zhan Nan replied with a smile: "You two are best friends and have a good relationship. If you said that, she will not be so resistant."

"Oh, then I'll find a chance to tell her alone."

"Um."

While chatting, the two walked through an iron door and came to the outside of the president's office.

Zhan Nan looked into the glass wall and saw that the light was closed in the president's office. The light was very dim, and only a little light was oozing from the crack in the door of the lounge.

"I won't be able to rest anymore, right?" Zhan Nan pushed open the office door with a familiarity and turned to the lounge on the left.

"Oh... You see, you're doing everything you do, you hate it so much... There's no paper in the room, you go to the desk to get it."

A delicate woman spoke from the room, and the door of the lounge was pulled open. A man wearing a pair of underwear appeared in front of Zhan Nan and his wife.

The three of them looked at each other awkwardly for a moment. Zhan Nan's wife screamed and turned her head directly.
Chapter completed!