Chapter 43 Personal Information of the Biological Father
I want to be strong!
I'm going to hold on! I can't be defeated!
I can't show any panic!
There was as much calm and indifference on my face as possible, and there was a slight continuous smile:
"Thank you for your incisive explanation, thank you for your kind reminder. I won't forget, really, never. It's time for me to go, bother you. ”
I raised my hand and removed his arm, turned around, and calmly walked towards the Moon Bridge platform.
Behind him, his voice was still warm but broke my heart: "I must come to play when I have time." ”
As soon as I passed by the gate of his courtyard, I heard a very familiar voice shouting from upstairs: "Wei Zhong, where are you?" Daddy's calling! ”
It must have been his wife.
I turned my head and glanced quickly at the man behind me.
His look of embarrassment and despair quickened my pace of departure.
Within a short distance of reaching the Moon Bridge platform, my thoughts rolled like a tide, rolling up one huge wave after another.
Lin Weizhong? His name is Lin Weizhong? Is that what the patient Hu Fei said about Mayor Lin?
My biological father is actually the mayor?
No wonder he doesn't recognize his son!
I must have feared that I had affected his family, tarnished his reputation, and ruined his future!
No wonder he abandoned his former lover and didn't even recognize his son, what else wouldn't he even dare to do?
Who knew that the graceful style and splendid belly were wrapped in a selfish and ugly heart.
Can he be a good officer?
I thought of my immediate boss, Principal Jiang Guotao.
I thought of Yuan Shaoyu's uncle, who was working as the deputy township chief.
I think of my college classmate's uncle who was the deputy mayor in charge of the city's economic work.
I'm confused, I'm dizzy.
I don't know what to say, and I don't know what to think.
I felt like a failure, and I felt as if I had been blown to the bottom by a gust of wind mercilessly and violently.
Blankly getting on the No. 8 bus and looking at the blood-red sky, isn't it just like my mood, half-dead?
By the time we got to the city, the bike lanes were already crowded and the buses were overcrowded.
At the dinner stall, people enjoy the third meal of the day; In the slightly larger lawn on the side of the street, some elderly people with goosebumps and cranes and birds and boxing are leisurely strolling and laughing wantonly, and some young people who are attached to each other are affectionate.
Originally, all this should exude warmth and radiant freshness, but sitting on the bus, I can't feel a trace of happiness at the moment.
Seeing that there were all kinds of people everywhere, I became more and more irritable, and I even began to lose control of my emotions.
Rushed to the bus station, and all the shuttles to Luhuadang stopped. In desperation, I had no choice but to take a taxi back to school.
Back at the school, the rising moon was casting a lot of cold moonlight on the school.
I took a haphazard shower, ate a little bit, and lay down on the bed.
But somehow, I got up again, picked up the phone, and dialed Wang Ziyuan's number.
The familiar voice of the old classmate quickly came from the other end of the phone:
"Hey, hello. Who are you? ”
I fixed my mind, and my tone was slightly enthusiastic: "It's me, Chu Mingxi." Hello, sir. I am making this call today to express my main thanks, thank you for sending charcoal in the snow last time, so that my father has a high-level air-conditioned ward. ”
"It's a trivial matter, but it's not enough to worry about it." Although he tried his best to keep his voice calm, there was still a trace of joy in it, "Being able to get Chu Caizi's commendation is the most worthy of my gratitude." ”
"Let me thank you, Ziyuan." I jokingly said, "No, I'll give you another chance to thank you, okay?" ”
"Mingxi, are you still so prejudiced against officials? You shouldn't let the shadow of the university affect your life. I thought, if there was nothing, would you call me today? I know you too well. Say, what is the opportunity you offer me? He finally couldn't help but enlighten me on the phone.
In college, he has always cared for, cared for and even guided me as an elder brother, because he is from the same province, and because he looks a little like his adoptive father, I have a strong relationship with him.
"I'll call you if you have a preconception? Dude," I am half relying on the little seller and half sincerely grateful, "Now the little brother wants to ask you something, do you know Mayor Lin Weizhong?" ”
"Ho, you Chu Mingxi are also concerned about the national affairs of Binjiang City now? Congratulations. Tell you, you're asking the right person. There was a pause on the other side of the phone, as if thinking about some words, "I have been a secretary to Vice Mayor Lin for two years, and I know him a lot. I think he is very talented and courageous, he is vigorous and resolute at work but does not lose his elegant demeanor, and the industry he manages, the past two years have changed the old look to the new. The tremendous development of the city's economy can be said to be inseparable from his hard work. Oh yes, I didn't mention him, but I discovered a secret when I mentioned him. ”
My heart rose to my throat, I was so nervous that I forgot what to say, and my hand holding the phone trembled slightly.
Maybe I didn't have any reaction, and his voice came from the airwaves again: "You really look like him, if you didn't know a little about your family, I really thought you were his son." ”
A heart hanging high finally fell.
I breathed a long sigh of relief and regained my sharpness: "If that's the case, your current deputy director of the Propaganda Department is mine, where will it be your turn?" ”
Without waiting for him to reply, I continued: "Please, can you send me some personal information about Mayor Lin Weizhong tonight?" Don't ask why, you know me. My sister's address is: chumi
[email protected], thank you! ”
"Hey, it's so strange, why is it completely Mayor Lin's tone? It seems that it will not work if it is not sent to you. Mingxi, it's not that I'm worried about you, you can't use the information I sent you to do something that is not conducive to the leadership. Remember. His voice was full of brotherly anticipation, worry, and care.
"I'm not ****. You can rest assured. ”
Putting down the phone, I sat down at the computer desk, turned it on, and went to my email. It wasn't until nine o'clock that I received an email from Wang Ziyuan. I quickly downloaded and opened it, stared at the computer screen, and looked carefully and carefully.
Lin Weizhong, born in August 1951 in an ordinary worker family in Shanghai, graduated from Shanghai Gezhi Middle School in 1965, and in July of the same year, he actively responded to the party's call to go to the countryside and went to Chujia Village, Hongqi Township, Binjiang City. In August 1967, he returned to the city, and in 1970, the national colleges and universities resumed enrollment, studied at Fudan University in Shanghai, graduated from university in 1973, and was assigned to work in Binjiang City. In 1975, he served as the secretary of Zong Haiyang, the mayor of Binjiang City, and married Zong Aihua, the daughter of Zong Haiyang, in 1976. In 1977, he was appointed Deputy Director General of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and in 1980, he was appointed Director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. In 1985, he was appointed as the director of the Office of the Municipal Party Committee, and in 1992, he was appointed as the deputy mayor of Binjiang City. Since joining the work, I have been conscientious, hardworking, no matter which department I am in, no matter what position I am in, I have done my best and worked hard.