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Chapter 451 Mother and child, blood and sexual transmission

"For the development zone and for myself." An Jiang said respectfully.

"Sijian is on a business trip and won't be back until the morning after tomorrow. When he comes back, you and your uncle and nephew can talk." Mr. He nodded slightly, yawned, and said, "Let Xiaofu take you back to sleep. I'm a little sleepy too.

"

An Jiang nodded hurriedly, helped Mr. He get up, opened the door to the study and walked out.

Seeing this, Uncle Fu helped An Jiang support Mr. He, and then said: "Third Young Master, you can stay in the study room at night. There are many calligraphy of the chiefs over the years, as well as some internal reference documents that he usually reads. You can

have a look."

An Jiang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

The documents here are definitely contents that cannot be seen outside. They are of great benefit in broadening your horizons and understanding the current internal and external trends.

After taking a few steps, Mr. He turned around and seemed to have thought of something. He told An Jiang with some worry: "The prices in Beijing are high now, and the hotels outside are expensive. Your salary is only three melons and two dates. Save it."

Erhua, don’t book a hotel these days, stay at home.”

"Oh, by the way, I don't have much appetite tonight, so I asked him to bring him the chicken noodle soup prepared in the kitchen!"

"Eat noodles and rest early! The body is the capital of revolution!"

An Jiang smiled and nodded respectfully, with warmth surging in his heart.

He could feel that Mr. He was really happy for his return.

Otherwise, I wouldn't even remember such a trivial matter as getting the dumplings on the bus and getting the noodles off.

The mouth is hard but the heart is soft.

After a while, someone brought chicken noodle soup.

The ones made in the small kitchen are naturally different from the ones outside, and are extraordinarily fresh and refreshing.

After Anjiang ate the noodles, someone took the bowl away. He didn't feel sleepy, so he wandered around the study. After looking at a few of the old man's calligraphy, he smiled and shook his head.

The old man is still very honest. These words are indeed more valuable than calligraphy for self-cultivation.

Immediately afterwards, he placed some reference materials on his desk and started reading them carefully.

There were many internal reference documents that he had never seen before, and he had never known about them. The international situation was changing, the domestic economy was turbulent, one by one, it opened his eyes, he was shocked, and he was even more grateful.

Incomparable.

He knew that Mr. He was specifically helping him expand his horizons, giving him a perspective that allowed him to see the overall situation from a high position.

And this is what all grassroots cadres lack most.

It's not that these people's minds are weak, it's that their position prevents them from seeing clearly the overall direction of the world and making them unable to make the most correct decision.

He believed that no matter who he showed these things to, even if Ruan Dajue could see them, he would definitely feel like a treasure.

[Surely implement the long-term mechanism for real estate and implement the main responsibilities of governments at all levels and the supervisory responsibilities of provincial governments!]

And when An Jiang saw one of the contents, his heart was even more excited, and his excited heart almost jumped out of his throat.

These contents have shown that not only did he see the hidden dangers in land finance, but the eyes of the higher-ups have also fallen on this double-edged sword!

This means that the difficulty he thinks may not be as great as he thinks.

In other words, those who stand on the opposite side of him will actually be eliminated by the rolling waves of the times. Similarly, if he can fire this shot, then it will be like a bullet that pierces the bag.

Like an awl, it stands out and falls into the sight of more people!

Public and private!

This is the most correct choice!

Anjiang's heart was surging and he couldn't calm down for a long time. He picked up the pen and copied this sentence on the paper next to him. He looked at the time and found that it was already two o'clock in the morning. Thinking that there was still something to do tomorrow, he tried hard to restrain his sleepiness and lay down.

Get some rest in bed.

【Tuk Tuk...Tuk Tuk...】

But before he could lie down, there was a knock on the door of the study, followed by a deep man's voice: "Grandpa, it's so late, why don't you, old man, take a rest?"

When An Jiang heard this, his eyebrows immediately raised and a smile appeared on his lips.

This guy is none other than He Sijian's only son - He Baolan.

It is a pity that although He Sijian was in the prime of life and climbed to a high position and was highly valued, He Baolan was very unsatisfied and had no intention of pursuing an official career. He only wanted to make money in the shopping mall. Fortunately, he was not the kind of person who went outside under the guise of family.

He is a swaggering young man, but he has a straightforward personality and a pretty good reputation.

He Sijian got married late and had children late. Therefore, although there is an age gap between He Sijian and He Ling, An Jiang is about the same age as He Baolan.

When An Jiang came to the capital in the past, he got along quite happily with his cousin.

"Baolan, you're still up so late, where are you fooling around?"

When An Jiang thought of this, his sleepiness disappeared, and he deliberately hoarse his voice and said in a low tone.

"Haha, what about that? You go to bed early, I'll go back to sleep first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps running away from the door.

An Jiang raised his eyebrows and chuckled. He was thinking about meeting He Baolan tomorrow and making fun of him. But at this time, He Baolan's footsteps came back again. He banged the study door twice and said angrily: "Holy shit, who are you?"

!You dare to pretend to be an old man and take advantage of me! Come out and I promise not to beat you to death!"

"Cousin, I haven't seen you for several years, why are you still so reckless and bad-tempered!" An Jiang opened the door with a smile, punched the angry He Baolan in the chest, and joked with a smile.

"I'm a fool..." As soon as He Baolan saw An Jiang, his eyes widened. After exaggerating, he hugged An Jiang in a bear hug. While looking around, he laughed and cursed: "Who do I think I am?

You are so bold, daring to pretend to be an old man! It turns out it's your kid who's back! Didn't we sever ties? Why did you go to live in the study? Grandpa is so partial. He usually doesn't even let me in his study, but he actually let me in.

If you sleep in it, I will have to reason about this difference tomorrow."

"Grandpa is afraid that you are not interested in this, so he won't let you live here. If you were interested, he would love to let you sleep here every night." An Jiang laughed dumbly and joked calmly, but deep down he was secretly

Surprised, he never thought that the old man would value him so much.

But does this have any deeper meaning?

Could it be related to the issue of the third generation successor of the He family?

However, hadn’t the successor of the third generation of the He family already been determined to be He Baoping, his uncle He Siyu’s family?

It can be said that He Baoping has been supported and cultivated by the He family since he entered university until now!

After He Baoping entered YSU, he joined the student union step by step. Relying on his family background and personal abilities, he became the chairman of the student union. Then he passed the postgraduate examination and became the chairman of the graduate student union. After graduation, he joined the Beijing Communist Youth League.

He still remembered that when he had a falling out with the He family, his cousin, who was only ten years older than him, had already served as the deputy secretary of the Communist Youth League Committee of the capital. Over the years, he had either corrected the position of secretary, or he had taken the position step by step.

Some of them went to the capital or a certain district in Shanghai to hold important positions, or they went to the frontiers for development, and maybe they are now department-level officials.

Could it be that something happened to He Baoping?

Or is it that the He family feels that walking on one leg is unstable and they need to walk on two legs?!

"Forget it then, I'll leave this blessing to you and Baoping to enjoy! I'm not this material. I can't play with those twists and turns, and I don't want to play. It's more comfortable to just lie back and rest on my laurels."

He Baolan stretched and shook his head with a smile.

"Cousin, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

An Jiang didn't want to dwell too much on this topic, so he smiled.

"What time is it? Go to bed! The wonderful nightlife in Beijing has just begun!" Hearing this, He Baolan immediately became energetic, winked at An Jiang, and said with a smile: "Brother, what do you think?

Go with your brother to open your eyes and experience the fascinating music of our great capital?"


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