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The wind was spreading very quickly. Fang Sheng received calls from all sides that morning, including Ainya, Chen Jiao, Bai Ling, Yan Shen, and a group of people from the Huanghai Group. What's strange is that Yu Jia didn't have a phone call.

It’s very abnormal. In the past, when something big happened, Mr. Yu would always communicate with Fang Sheng in person. Are he confused?

It was delayed until noon, and after thinking about it, Fang Sheng decided to take the initiative to care.

The call was answered by the old man's secretary, and he said vaguely that there was something outside and there was indeed noise in the background.

Fang Sheng was very puzzled. In recent years, due to his increasingly inflexible legs and feet, the old man rarely went out. He was "in trouble" at this time, what was wrong?

While making random guesses, I suddenly received a call from Fan Hongyu, and the voice was very low:

“Is it easy to speak?”

"Yeah, you said."

"The old man of the Song family is gone..."

"Ah!" Fang Sheng was stunned.

It was really a turbulent time for the traditional family forces in Kyoto. At the critical moment, another big flag fell!

Then Fan Hongyu's voice became more detailed: "After hearing the news, my grandfather suddenly fell ill and was rushed to the hospital and was not out of danger yet... I am at the airport..."

"I...I'll go there right away too!"

Fang Sheng said decisively.

The traditional Kyoto forces suffered repeated blows, and it was reasonable. Fang Sheng felt that he could not be a turtle, and he pretended to be ignorant and hid in Yinxia.

Perhaps, Mr. Yu did not call him like he usually did for the same consideration. On the one hand, the old man did not want to be involved in the current storm and was cautious in preserving his strength; on the other hand, he probably tested his responsibility and saw if Fang Sheng was the Fang Sheng the old man expected!

Coincidentally, Fang Sheng is not a person who is timid and dares not stand out in everything.

Based on the two phone calls, Fang Sheng speculated that the Song family was in a turmoil and did not want to hold a funeral on a large scale, and suppressed the news to the smallest extent, but Mr. Yu must have known that he was in the Song family at this time.

So did Mr. Yu know that Mr. Fan was seriously ill?

The possibility is very small. To avoid suspicion, Mr. Yu has always avoided dating military bosses. The Bai family still relied on Fang Sheng's strange relationship to slowly get closer, but the two sides rarely contacted directly, and they all transferred through Fang Sheng. This is the case with the Bai family, and the Fan family is even more distant, and they only nodded in a meeting.

Two things can't be said to be coincidental, but the result of the ruthless pressure of the wheel of history. People always want to grow old, people always want to die, and life and death are objective laws that no one can resist.

After dealing with the backlog of affairs, I took the time to listen to reports from several key department heads before noon, stood by the table and dictated more than ten work opinions, which were recorded by Qi Yao, and left Yinxia at around 1:00 in the afternoon.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I arrived at Kyoto Airport. I hurried into the Yu family compound. Mr. Yu, who was used to going to bed early, was still sitting in the study. It seemed that he knew Fang Sheng's arrival.

"Very good, I didn't disappoint."

When Fang Sheng stepped into the study, Old Master Yu Zhan Yan said. He was strange to hear this, and his nervous heart miraculously calmed down along the way.

"Grandpa..." Fang Sheng respectfully refilled the old man with a glass of water.

"You have heard that Yunfu's term will be retired?"

"Uncle II told me."

"I really have to retreat, so there is no need to continue to rely on it. The Yangtze River is pushing the old waves forward. Without this courage and responsibility, I still want to manage such a big country?"

Fang Sheng suddenly felt enlightened.

After all, the old man is an old man, with a high-level and grand momentum, and his every move is a grand plan of a national chess game!

"Yes, grandpa taught me!" he said with sincerity.

"The youthfulness of cadres cannot be targeted only at the grassroots level. They must start from Kyoto and from ourselves. They are like the former Soviet Union, who are seriously ill and are in power. How can the country not go downhill? A vibrant country must have a vibrant leadership team. This should become a broad consensus!"

Mr. Yu's eyes were bright and continued, "Of course, Yun Fu's retreat will have an impact on the entire Yu family, Daoming, and you. That is only temporary, temporary, and nothing great! There are pains in reform, can't the Yu family bear the pain? Think about how Zhan Yin survived the Qinchuan alone. The Zhan family has been withdrawing from the official ruling for ten years. Haven't he still held on?"

"Wu Yuming went to Qinchuan today, I suggested."

"That's a matter between your children, I don't care," Mr. Yu waved his hand and said, "You probably heard about the Song family, too..."

"And the Fan family..."

"There is a lot of danger in cerebral hemorrhage," Mr. Yu was in control. "It's true that misfortune never comes singularly, but on the other hand, you have to consider one thing, that is, what if one day our generation suddenly falls down!"

Fang Sheng quickly said: "Grandpa doesn't know what to do! Grandpa is in such a good health..."

"Do you want to say that blessings are for thousands of years and life will last forever?" Mr. Yu sneered, "Wishes are always good, reality is cruel. Our generation suffered too much when they were young, leaving some root of illness. Even if they live long, it would be great to live until they are ninety. After ninety, they are confused and there is no fun to live. It is best to meet Marx early, and it is easy for those who are comfortable and at ease. However, it is easy to enjoy the cool under the big tree. When it gets used to the coolness, it is inevitable that they will not be able to adapt to the sudden fall of the big tree. The Song family is like this, and the Fan family is like this. There are lineups behind them, and Marx can't escape no one."

"The Song family should have had a plan, after all, it took so long..."

"Song Hanfeng couldn't hold on with the double blow! Don't look at him who has been in the officialdom for decades and has become a vice-national rank. He is essentially a young man with a rich and elegant dress. He has never left Kyoto or went to the grassroots level. He relies on his secretary and think tank for big and small matters. He can't do it at critical moments! When you call me at noon, I'm at the Song family, and I feel very emotional after walking around."

Fang Sheng asked carefully: "Does my dad and second uncle go there? Should I be with them or..."

Old Master Yu stood up tremblingly with the handle of the chair, standing opposite Fang Sheng, saying that although he was not as tall as Fang Sheng, he was a little thinner, but he was overwhelmed by Fang Sheng in his momentum!

"Fang Sheng, you must have unusual means during the extraordinary period. When I am old, I still have the same old thinking. All I can think of is to go to the Song family for a walk. What Yun Fu is going to do, what you are going to do, there is no need to ask for my opinion. You all do your best to think boldly, do boldly, and don't be afraid of making mistakes!"

Hearing this, Fang Sheng was excited and said loudly: "I understand, grandpa!"

Mr. Yu smiled with relief, and with Fang Sheng's support, he left the study room, and said as he walked: "The roads are all made by people. Lu Xun said that there was no road in the world, but it was time for you to think about the problem yourself. Three days, the Song Family Mourning Hall was not withdrawn until the evening of the day after tomorrow, and there was plenty of time."

I sent the old man back to the bedroom, returned to the small courtyard and closed the door and stood in the yard and thought hard. The autumn was as cool as water, the moonlight was like a mirror, and the air was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

After thinking for forty or fifty minutes, he called Yu Tieya first after entering the room, asking him to return to Kyoto tomorrow. At present, Yu Tieya's other party followed the plan, and he also heard the news from Kyoto, so he agreed without asking the reason.

The second call was Chen Jiao. As soon as he answered, he asked: "Brother Fang is in Kyoto?"

"Yes, if Brother Chen is convenient, can you come back?"

Chen Jiao naturally guessed the subtext of "come back" and hesitated for three seconds.

As the son of Standing Committee Member Chen and a son of the coastal school, Chen Jiao actually does not want to be involved in the death of Mr. Song.

But Fang Sheng had to consider the invitation.

On the one hand, Cheng Gengming and Rui Yun helped him so much, they were simply two crutches on the left and right, one was missing, and two were missing!

Take the provincial rural work symposium held last week for example. A representative asked how to view farmers' fields being gradually eroded in the name of intensive production and may fall into a homeless situation? Chen Jiao's first reaction was that the province had held a provincial-wide initiative to promote intensive production not long ago. When this problem was not a bad intention, it was a question and denial of the provincial party committee's resolution! He was preparing to fight back with the contents of the proposal. At this time, Cheng Gengming stuffed a note with five words written on it: Improve while doing it.

Chen Jiao immediately changed to a pragmatic and sincere tone, saying that intensive large-scale production is not a one-size-fits-all approach, and should be adapted to local conditions and flexibly adjusted in accordance with local actual conditions. For situations where individual places are too hasty and illegal operations hurt the interests of farmers, the province will send an inspection team to conduct on-site investigations and gather, and further improve the implementation process of intensive large-scale production.

The vice governor's attitude brought warm applause to everyone, including the representative.

Later, I learned that the representative of his own land was forcibly requisitioned for the promotion of intensive production in the town. He calculated seven minutes less when measuring. He was preparing to make a big fuss at this symposium.

Chen Jiaozhen was shocked and sweated coldly. If Cheng Gengming had not had any experience in the grassroots level and had noticed that the representative had something in his words and expressions when he asked a question, the symposium might have ended, and his prestige among the cadres and the masses would have been a failure.

Rui Yao was the same. Whenever the economic content mentioned in the report mentioned acquisitions, mergers, asset restructuring and other economic content, she must first check it. In Yuanshan Province, the economic reform plan that seemed to be a tower in the air was long been played by Rui Yun, and his economic awareness and philosophy were more than two or three levels ahead of the top two or three levels.

On the other hand, Fang Sheng is different from Wu Yuming and Zhan Yin, a child of the traditional Kyoto family like him. He was born in grassroots and worked step by step from college student village officials to his current position. Not only did he have the support of the Yu and Bai families, he had good friendships with the Song and Fan families, and maintained at least a superficial cooperative relationship with the Wu family. Moreover, Yan Shen’s personal relationship with him was really unbearable at this critical moment.

Therefore, after only three seconds of pause, Chen Jiao said decisively: "Is it time to leave tomorrow morning?"

"No problem, please contact us at noon."

The third call was called to Wu Yuming.

Fang Sheng asked bluntly: "Have you arrived at Dongguan? Have you met Zhan Yin?"

"Just finished the meal, I was drinking and talking. The situation...is pretty good, he agreed with our point of view."

"I heard about Mr. Song's death?"

Wu Yuming was stunned.

As a traditional Kyoto family, how can you not know about this major event? But why did Fang Sheng take the initiative to tell himself at this point in time?

"Are you in Kyoto?" Wu Yuming asked back.

“Just arrived tonight.”

"Do you want to go to the Song family to pay your respects? Are you going to join me and Zhan Yin?"

This is the benefit of speaking among smart people, and Wu Yuming immediately realized the intention of Fang Sheng to call.
Chapter completed!