The accompanying staff were confused about the situation and could only take one step at a time, sending the old lady home while reporting to their superiors. These trivial matters did not dare to alarm Director Zheng, so the call was placed on Mrs. Zheng's mobile phone.
Mrs. Zheng also holds a position in the state, but she is relatively free. When she learned that her mother-in-law refused "treatment", she immediately rushed to the family community, but she was still a step too late. The large wardrobe at home was open and the photo frames on the wall were taken off. I called her husband again and learned that the old lady had been sent to the train station. I hurriedly chased after her. When I encountered a traffic jam on the road, I became even more anxious and angry. I called my husband. The secretary answered the phone and said that Director Zheng was in a meeting and could not answer the phone.
The wife called Song Jianfeng and had an angry talk. Song Jianfeng also panicked. Because Shen Hongyi led a team to deliver the old lady, he would naturally be implicated. He quickly contacted the railway station and contacted the railway company through the relationship. Stationmaster, please move these guests to the VIP waiting room to stabilize them first.
An hour later, Mrs. Zheng finally arrived. As soon as she entered the door, she had a long face, looked around at everyone, tried her best to suppress her anger, and said calmly: "Mom, come back with me."
The old lady ignored her, and Mrs. Zheng ordered the staff to pull her away. Before Liu Xiaoyong could say anything, Liu Handong stood up and said in a deep voice: "Whoever dares to rob someone, I will destroy him."
Mrs. Zheng finally couldn't bear it any longer. Her own mother, who was a leading cadre at the ministerial level, was forcibly snatched away from the emperor's feet. Is there any law or order? She was trembling all over and shouted: "You know what you are doing. What! My mother is sick and has limited capacity. What you are doing is kidnapping."
Liu Xiaoyong said: "Sister-in-law, please don't get excited. Speak slowly and make sense. The elderly need care, care, and companionship. Have you done this? Although your father's mind is sometimes unclear, he is sober. When she is young, she can still be the master of her own affairs. What we are doing is not kidnapping. What chip you implant into her is restricting her personal freedom."
"Well said." Liu Handong agreed.
Mrs. Zheng didn't want to lower her status to argue with them, so she turned around and went out. They were not allowed to get on the train today anyway.
When Zheng Jeff received the news, he had just finished a meeting at the State Council and immediately led his entourage to Beijing South Railway Station. In the VIP waiting room, a group of people were stopped here by Mrs. Zheng and others. Even the 110 police were dispatched. I'm trying to persuade the old lady to change her mind.
Everything was fine yesterday, but today something like this happened. Zheng Jiefu couldn't understand. He asked his wife what happened.
The lady snorted coldly: "It's not the people in your hometown who did this."
So Zheng Jeff went to ask his old mother again. Mrs. Pan was awake and sternly reprimanded her son for equipping her with spy equipment, saying that this was not the behavior of a Communist Party member, but a spy, a military commander, and a Kuomintang reactionary. I don't want to stay in Beijing anymore. I want to go back to Jiangdong and be with Lao Liu.
Zheng Jeff turned back to his wife, and he understood that the so-called spy equipment must have been her idea. The relationship between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been bad, and her mother has always been strong. Now that she is old and suffering from Alzheimer's disease, it is finally her turn to have the upper hand.
Looking at his mother's majestic and resolute look, Zheng Jeff couldn't laugh or cry. He knew Liu Xiaoyong's origins. He was by no means some messy old country man, but a serious underground party member, a retired cadre, a lieutenant colonel in the army in 1955, and his mother. We have known each other since we were young, so we can trust him when entrusting our mother to him, but we must always consider the impact.
"Mom, do you really plan to stay in Jiangdong?" Zheng Jeff looked at the luggage. His mother put his father's portrait into the carrier bag, and two old-fashioned wicker boxes, both of which were stuffed full, in a proper moving posture.
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"Yes, you don't want me, and I don't want you. Besides, the air in Beijing is so bad. Several old people in the compound have died of respiratory failure. I still want to live for a few more years." Old Mrs. Pan ate the weight iron.
Heartbroken.
Zheng Jeff looked around and said softly: "I want to have a few words with the two old people alone."
Everyone immediately vacated the VIP room. Mrs. Zheng did not move, but after Zheng Jeff took one look at her, he still left.
Zheng Jiefu has already made a decision in his heart. He is a senior leading cadre who once served as secretary of the provincial party committee. Although he is no longer a feudal official, his power and resources are still far beyond those of ordinary people. If he does not want his mother to go, no one can take Lao Pan away.
Madam, but he is not prepared to do this. The political wisdom he has developed through many years of hard work in officialdom tells him that using power to suppress others is often counterproductive.
"Uncle Liu, my mother is entrusted to you. If you need anything, I will try my best to satisfy you, but I also have a condition." Zheng Jeff said with a smile.
Liu Xiaoyong did not expect Zheng Jeff to agree so readily. The rhetoric he had originally prepared was of no use, so he could only solemnly nod his head and agree.
"Xiaojie, what are your conditions?" Old Mrs. Pan asked.
Zheng Jiefu said: "If two old people want to live together, it is better to go through legal procedures, otherwise they will be gossiped about, which will be bad for everyone."
Old Mrs. Pan and Old Man Liu looked at each other, never expecting that the child would actually say it first, even though they themselves had not mentioned it.
Zheng Jiefu said: "I used to be too busy with work and neglected to take care of my mother. I didn't do enough. I reflect on it, but this fact is difficult to change. Uncle Liu and my mother are childhood sweethearts. It's amazing that they can be together in their old age.
They are a match made in heaven. I approve of your marriage, but forget about the wedding banquet. Keep it simple and low-key. What do you two old people think?"
Mrs. Pan wiped away her tears: "Xiaojie, I didn't want to betray your father..."
Zheng Jiefu smiled generously: "Mom, you are a highly educated person, why are you still clinging to the old feudal tradition? Besides, my father passed away in the 1960s. You have been alone all these years, and we as children are also very sad.
, we are happy for you from the bottom of our hearts that you can find a suitable partner."
The farce finally ended happily. The stationmaster arranged spacious business seats with dedicated flight attendant services. Director Zheng and his wife personally escorted them to the southbound train.
As the high-speed rail train went away, Jeff Zheng was still waving goodbye. His wife remained restrained in front of outsiders, but they had to have a fight at night. However, Jeff Zheng didn't take it seriously. Politics is the art of compromise. The other party was his biological mother who was in her final years. It was appropriate.
Concession is necessary.
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Liu Handong didn't expect that things would evolve to this point. The old man took action and found a stepmother for him. In this way, he would have to call Zheng Jeff an uncle. It's a pity that he has resigned as secretary of the provincial party committee, otherwise he would have walked away in Jiangdong.
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Suddenly he remembered that Brother Qi was still collecting debts in Beijing, so he called him to ask about the progress. Qi Qingyu said that it was in progress and that this matter should not be rushed. He had been waiting for many years and it would take just a few days.
In fact, when he answered the phone, Qi Qingyu was waiting under the building of Director Qian's group. He had been waiting all morning. At noon, he ate pancakes at a nearby stall and waited again. The security guard at the door was already familiar with him and said that Director Qian
I may not come today.
"It's okay, I'll wait." Qi Qingyu said, and gave the security guard a Zhonghua cigarette. He carried two packs of cigarettes with him, a pack of Huaijiang that he smoked for five yuan, and a pack of Soft China for socializing. Yesterday he
I bought a Hermès bag for the female student supported by Director Qian, and spent another 20,000 yuan. Spending money was like water, so I had to make some moves at least.
After waiting for several hours, Director Qian's Mercedes-Benz finally arrived. Qi Qingyu hurriedly ran up to help open the door. Director Qian got out of the car and looked at Qi Qingyu: "Mr. Qi, why are you still in Beijing?"
"Don't wait for you." Qi Qingyu smiled apologetically, but actually he was holding a fire in his heart and tears in his eyes. In order to pay for the project, he had to act like a grandson.
"Oh, come in." Director Qian walked in front, Qi Qingyu followed behind in small steps, entered the elevator, pressed the floor, and did not dare to leave the atmosphere. When he arrived at the office, he saw someone accidentally spilled coffee on the ground, and Qi Qingyu's heart moved.
, subconsciously took out a paper towel and squatted down to wipe the floor.
"Don't be busy. There are cleaning staff in the building." A trace of pity flashed in Director Qian's eyes. He does things in a measured way. Not everyone is qualified to treat him to dinner or spend money for him. If it weren't for Qi Qingyu's talent,
I don't even give him this chance.
The building is very high-end, with floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the front. Outside is the scenery of the imperial capital. It is difficult to see anything clearly in the haze. Director Qian sits behind the mahogany desk and turns on the computer to handle official business. He does not speak, and Qi Qingyu does not dare to say anything.
Stand aside and wait.
After twenty minutes, Director Qian finally finished his work. Just as Qi Qingyu was about to say something, the phone rang again. Director Qian answered the phone for ten minutes. The more he talked, the more interested he became. He actually picked up his bag and was about to go out.
Qi Qingyu felt cold, waiting in vain again today.
Director Qian walked out, followed closely by Qi Qingyu. The elevator door opened, and there were so many people standing inside that only one person could squeeze in. Qi Qingyu had to stop and ask Director Qian to get on the elevator.
The elevator door slowly closed, and Qi Qingyu waved: "Goodbye, Director Qian."
Director Qian was still talking on his cell phone and ignored him.
Qi Qingyu sighed, walked down the stairs, and came to the gate. The security guard asked him: "Did you get it done?"
"I haven't said anything yet." Qi Qingyu said with a bitter smile.
Suddenly the cell phone rang, and it was Director Qian. Qi Qingyu hurriedly answered it, his voice trembling: "Hello, Director Qian."
"Lao Qi, please come tomorrow morning." Director Qian hung up the phone after saying this.
Qi Qingyu was extremely excited and finally had an idea.
Early the next morning, Qi Qingyu arrived at the building and waited in the reception room until half past ten. Director Qian finished the meeting and called Qi Qingyu to the office. He coughed dryly and said, "Lao Qi, please stop waiting. I think you are a
Honest man, let me tell you straight, your money will never come no matter what."
Qi Qingyu's heart dropped. He had spent five to six hundred thousand on Director Qian. Could it be that all of it was wasted.
Director Qian said: "The matter is too complicated. I can't do anything at my level. Unless you know the boss, there is nothing you can do. Let me see, it's not easy for you. Let me introduce you to a project. The bid is five million. Please support me."
Are you willing to take it if you don’t want to die or starve?”
"I'll take it." Qi Qingyu said without hesitation.
Director Qian stopped talking and looked at Qi Qingyu with a smile.
"I understand." Qi Qingyu took out the bank card he had prepared and pushed it over, "A little thought."