Early in the morning, Zhuo Yutong obediently waited for Zhuo Weihong to get up and accompany him for a walk, and accompanied him to the buffet restaurant for breakfast. Suddenly, he thought that he had never fulfilled his filial piety like this since he graduated from college, and he couldn't help feeling ashamed.

When the meal was almost finished, the phone rang. Zhuo Weihong picked it up and looked happy. He said in a deep voice that the meeting time had already been made. At 11:40 in the morning, there was a twenty-minute gap between the end of the meeting and the meal!

It turned out that Zhuo Weihong also had a premonition that Mu Yuqiu was not likely to help, so he sent a text message in advance.

Zhuo Yutong looked at the nearby location and asked softly: "Yan Huajie agrees with us?"

Zhuo Weihong pointed at her: "First, it's not Yan but Chu; second, it's not 'seeing us' but 'seeing me', you're waiting for news outside!"

"Chu Zhonglin? Why?" Zhuo Yutong asked in confusion.

"Yutong, the officialdom is gradual and you must not be clever, because those who can do it in the officialdom are very smart," Zhuo Weihong said. "In the scene, Wu Zhuo was taken away by the Zhong Commission for Discipline Inspection; Pan Xiaolin was also taken by the discipline inspection department of the Institute for greening bidding, so I can only find Chu Zhonglin who works in the Commission for Discipline Inspection..."

"But it's obviously all related to the Zero task force!"

"That's a top-secret investigation. How can we outsiders know? Chu Zhonglin and Yan Huajie must be connected, or he will contact me before I go to Yan Huajie after he contacted me; "Zhuo Weihong is dumb and lure, "If I look for Yan Huajie, he will definitely say that the case handled by Zhong Commission for Discipline Inspection is best to say hello to Zhonglin. When I look back, I will offend Chu Zhonglin invisibly."

Zhuo Yutong smiled and said, "I understand! Dad is worthy of being an old man. Although he has not been involved in the officialdom, he has a deep understanding of the various ways of the officialdom."

Zhuo Weihong said: "Dad has contacted more leading cadres than you have ever seen. Over time, you will naturally get a glimpse of the way. Of course, if you are in the officialdom, you will be able to advance and retreat in moderation. If you really put the interests of the people first, you will be the first to recommend someone..."

Speaking of this, his eyes showed reverence.

"Yu Yu's father?" Zhuo Yutong guessed.

Zhuo Weihong did not answer directly, looked up his wrist and said, "The traffic there is not going well, you must go there in advance. Don't wander around the area to avoid misunderstandings. Just wait for news in a hotel. If you have nothing to do, talk to Xiaoyu and enhance your feelings, and go to the royal gardens or something."

"here we go again!"

Zhuo Yutong pouted and said, "Young people don't need to point fingers when they get along with each other, I know what's going on!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it."

Zhuo Weihong was particularly generous in front of his baby daughter, and he smiled and did not talk much anymore.

At about 10 o'clock in the morning, Zhuo Weihong came to a few hundred meters away from the gate of Zhong Commission for Discipline Inspection and someone interrogated him. When he heard that he had made an appointment and the executive deputy secretary Ji Chuzhonglin personally met him, his attitude changed drastically. Not long after, a secretary came out and accompanied him to a simple, simple, yet solemn and solemn small reception room.

After sitting down, I looked at the tables, chairs and sofas. They were obviously from the 1970s and 1980s. Although they were strong and durable, they showed the vicissitudes of time. The tea cup was more sophisticated. Zhuo Weihong, who had a deep research on tea sets, could tell at a glance that the delicateness and texture of the tentacles were extraordinary.

I was bored too. When the waiter came in to add tea, he pointed to an old tree in the front yard and asked:

"Why is that tree old?"

The waiter replied with a standard smile: "There are signs hanging on the tree, from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty."

"oh--"

Zhuo Weihong was secretly shocked and didn't dare to continue asking, and of course he didn't dare to go to the yard to take a closer look. When he came in, the secretary took care of him and could only wait in the reception room and not run around.

Before entering this small yard, my phone was confiscated by the secretary. I said it was quite polite and "kept on my behalf" and returned it before leaving after the leader received it. I really had nothing to do, so I had to look at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on both sides to pass the time.

At 11:35 in the morning, Chu Zhonglin entered the yard surrounded by a group of people, but it was strange that when he stepped into the threshold of the reception room, only one secretary was left behind the seven or eight people accompanying him, and no one else knew where he ran.

Chu Zhonglin was as steady and kind as before, and went forward to shake hands and smiled, "Weihong is such a rare guest. Shuangjiang is so worthy of your nostalgia. Do you refuse to go to Kyoto to talk to us old friends?"

"I am worried about affecting the work of the leaders. The leaders are all working hard on national affairs. It's not like I'm just traveling all day long and doing everything I can." Zhuo Weihong said with a smile.

"Okay, Weihong is an open and secret criticism, showing off his wealth and leisure, not authentic or authentic!" Chu Zhonglin pointed at him and smiled, and turned his face behind him and told the secretary, "Add two dishes at noon, I will have a simple working meal with my old friend."

"No, really, no," Zhuo Weihong said quickly, "Don't disturb Chu Shuji's normal arrangements because I'm not disturbing Chu Shuji."

Chu Zhonglin shook his head and said, "There is no outsider now. It would be boring if you call it "shuzhishuzhi". You still call it Zhonglin like before! Originally, when an old friend comes, you must drink at night, and I rarely drink happily, but I spend several consecutive days in the evening to discuss some things... The working meal here is OK, although it is not as exquisite and complex as Shuangjiang, it is also good in Kyoto."

"I think Chu Shuji is maintained so well, and the dietary structure and dietary arrangement must be very scientific. I happened to learn a few tricks."

In just a moment, Zhuo Weihong decided to divide what he wanted to say into two parts, and save the most important part until the meal. I believe the secretary would not sit in the same seat at that time.

"Weihong is here to Kyoto, stay for a few more days. Maybe the trip will not be so tight and you can get together."

When Chu Zhonglin said this, Zhuo Weihong knew that he should turn to the topic. Time is tight and he can't go around in circles, so he said:

"Report to Chu Shuji, I was temporarily pulled by my daughter to help her boyfriend solve two difficult problems..."

"Daughter?" Chu Zhonglin knocked on his forehead, "It's that..."

"Shame, that's that." Zhuo Weihong said ashamed.

Chu Zhonglin smiled and said, "What's so ashamed? It's so lucky to have children and girls. By the way, that innocent little girl with sheep's horns has grown up, and time has flies. She is almost thirty, right?"

"I finally met my favorite partner so I was so anxious. Twelve gold medals summoned me to Beijing..."

As he said that, he smiled helplessly at the same time as Chu Zhonglin, then he told Wuzhu and Pan Xiaolin about it and begged old friends to help him.

After listening, Chu Zhonglin pondered slightly, then thought of something, and said, "It's time to eat, go and try our working meal."

As Zhuo Weihong expected, the secretary accompanied him to the outside of the small restaurant and stopped, and then a big-eyed waitress was serving the whole time.

Picking up the chopsticks, Chu Zhonglin said, "Eat whatever you want, don't be restrained. Weihong, from what you said, that boyfriend is not an ordinary person. You have to explain it honestly and don't hide it in front of your old friends."

After working in the Discipline Inspection Commission for decades, Chu Zhonglin Yanhui couldn't hear Zhuo Weihong only said half of it. This was the handing in the scene.

"His name is Yu Yu, his nickname is Xiao Bei. He is currently the secretary of Xu Shangli, deputy general of Tongyu Province!" Zhuo Weihong said the most important second half of the sentence.

Chu Zhonglin was picking up a dish with chopsticks. When he heard the word "Xiao Bei", his hand shook slightly. The dish he picked fell into the plate and the chopsticks stopped in the air.

Zhuo Weihong looked at Chu Zhonglin nervously, worried that he would be rejected in person, so that the meal would be impossible to eat.

Suddenly, Chu Zhonglin slowly laughed and said, "Okay, you Weihong, hide in Shuangjiang without a sound, do big things if you want to do it!"

Unable to tell the praise and criticism in his voice, Zhuo Weihong sighed: "It made Chu Shuji laugh. My daughter met by chance. I just knew just now that I have never seen what that kid looks like."

"That's right, no matter how handsome or promising a boy is, he will not be able to see his father-in-law casually. He must follow the procedures and rules he should do," Chu Zhonglin said. "Eat food, eat food, don't just talk."

Zhuo Weihong knew that this level was enough, and what background information, interests, faction disputes, etc., he could see it clearly at Chu Zhonglin's level, and there was no need to say a little more nonsense.

After consuming for a while, Chu Zhonglin said, "Weihong, the two things you said are coincidentally. Although our people came forward, Hua Jie is the one who is actually responsible for the case."

How could it be such a coincidence? But at this time, Chu Zhonglin must say this, and Zhuo Weihong must also be surprised just right:

"Is that true? How could a case handled by the Discipline Inspection Commission be possible..."

"It's hard to describe it!"

Chu Zhonglin said concisely, then calmed down for a while and said, "Huajie is a busy man, and he is harder to meet than me. You don't have to make more trouble. Leave both things to me, if Weihong restsatisfied."

"Don't worry, of course!" Zhuo Weihong stood up excitedly, "Thank you Chu Shuji, thank you!"

"Sit down, sit down, it's rare that you can't have a good meal once," Chu Zhonglin smiled, "How is the food taste?"

"It smells fragrant!" Zhuo Weihong said happily.

"I don't seek truth from facts!" Chu Zhonglin said, "I miss the sweet and sour crumbs you made by yourself back then. Alas, I just took them out of the earthen stove and poured them on top. It's so delicious..."

Chu Zhonglin talked about the past in Wuxiang with great enthusiasm. His frown and his brows were quietly relaxed, and his eyes were filled with joy. It can be seen that he was definitely from the friendship of the past. He was in a high position and held the provincial and ministerial leaders in his hands to seize the power of life and death. He also needed to sit with his old friends and chat. It was really just chatting and had nothing to do with his work.

Chu Zhonglin also shared photos of his granddaughter who was treasured on his mobile phone with Zhuo Weihong. Looking at the chubby and childish childish child, Chu Zhonglin had a kind smile on his face, and there was no way he looked like the executive deputy secretary of the Zhong Commission for Discipline Inspection who made corrupt officials frightened.

It was only twelve to 40 after lunch, and Chu Zhonglin invited him to have some tea in his office. Zhuo Weihong knew that the leaders had regular schedules and lunch breaks were usually unstoppable. Otherwise, at such an age, it would be impossible to go to work during the day and have a meeting at night, and his energy would definitely not be able to keep up, so he politely thanked and refused.

"I'll walk with you for a while, just take a walk after dinner," Chu Zhonglin said, walked out of the cafeteria and walked along the green path for more than ten meters. There was only a secretary behind him. At this time, he whispered slightly,
Chapter completed!