The drizzling rain outside the office window gradually showed signs of stopping, and Xiao Ping, who had a rare opportunity to vent her irritability, slowly recovered.

No matter how much political confrontation she had with the young mayor in front of her before, she was still very grateful for the other party's heart at this time.

On the other hand, Xiao Ping has an unspeakable emotion in her heart, she knows her own affairs best, she is not too vocal about the disappearance of her beloved son Zhang Zhonghua in Java, and there are very few people who can know this information.

As for the interior of Spring City, Xiao Ping was even more afraid to speak out, God knew how such a thing would cause others to treat her.

In Xiao Ping's opinion, in addition to the other party's gesture of comfort that made her a little grateful, what made her even more emotional was the terrifying strength of the other party.

Chen Youwei's life experience is no longer a secret, not to mention that these officials are not low-level, even those who know the Tao among the people are also quite common.

The original talk show in Citigroup also came with the advent of the Internet age, and I don't know when Lu Dao was transmitted back to China, and the first generation of netizens who were full of curiosity soon spread this exciting content on the Internet.

Chen Youwei, who originally had a strong appeal in only a few places in China such as Yicheng and Chuncheng, quickly made him the most popular Internet celebrity in the Internet era with his dazzling achievements and enviable red genes.

No matter when, the red family has a mysterious color in the hearts of the Chinese people, but it is a pity that because of the asymmetry of information, even if people are more curious, the vague information with only a few words can only make countless good people have empty imagination, and can not get a glimpse of the real face.

Now that the news of Chen Youwei's talk show in Citigroup has leaked out, people who are very curious about the red family are deeply admired by Chen Youwei's too young age and the great contributions he has made in Yicheng and Spring City.

It can be said that if Chen Youwei was not a government official, he would definitely be the most dazzling star in the hearts of hundreds of people in China.

In Chen Youwei's view, the disturbances from the outside world are not worth mentioning, and it is not clear how the interviews in Citigroup have flowed into China, but now he has already passed the troubled stage where his family background has become a burden on him.

The only thing that worries Chen Youwei is that this kind of overly noisy discussion among the people is a sharp double-edged sword.

Needless to say, this is beneficial to his personal popularity, but if this popularity is used by others, it will be a little uncomfortable trouble if it has a negative effect.

Of course, the current Chen Youwei doesn't have to worry too much about these at all.

Sooner or later, some things will surface, rather than waiting for public opinion and public sentiment to be more impetuous and complained about, it is better to expose all these things now.

More importantly, Chen Youwei is also very clear that the problem of the red family in China's political ecology has never been a problem.

The red child may be a few steps forward in officialdom with a family environment that is better than ordinary people, but it is a long marathon officialdom, not because of your family background to ensure that you can definitely stay ahead.

In Yunbo's treacherous career journey, Chen Youwei alone has seen too many red children from a similar background to him, and at a certain stage, it will be a few years. If we really compare it, those officials who are mostly from ordinary backgrounds have a more solid foundation for training at the grassroots level, and the space for development is broader than that of the red children.

It's just that these things are rendered by the vast majority of boring people with gossip psychology, and the red children are rendered with more mystery, which makes people more curious about them.

On the one hand, she has a natural sense of defensiveness against this red child, and on the other hand, her perception of the young mayor is gradually changing through continuous work contact.

In Xiao Ping's heart, no matter how fierce the struggle between the factions is, the young mayor's outstanding performance in the economy amazes her, which is the fundamental reason why she is much more low-key now than the previous vigorous offensive in the past year after the Nan family adjusted the strength of the Spring City.

"Mayor Xiao, the situation in Java is starting to improve, and as the atrocities over there are revealed, international forces have begun to intervene."

Chen Youwei got up and said goodbye: "We Chinese still have some strength in Java, and once the situation stabilizes, there will be news of China soon." ”

Xiao Ping was deeply grateful and personally sent Chen Youwei to the door, which surprised the secretary on the side.

After turning around and returning to the desk, he took a sip of the strong tea brewed in the thermos cup, gently rubbed the eyebrows that had not rested well for several days and were faintly dazed, and closed his eyes slightly and sighed for a long time.

"Ring, ring, ring" A rapid phone rang, and Xiao Ping, who was ethereal, subconsciously picked up the phone.

"Hey, Mom! I'm Xiaohua......"

Zhang Zhonghua's heartless laughter came from the other end of the phone.

Xiao Ping, who was stunned, burst into tears in an instant.

After many days of worrying and finally waiting for a gratifying result, at this moment, the strong woman could no longer control the agitation in her heart and cried loudly.

It was easy to control the out-of-control emotions, Xiao Ping asked with concern: "Xiaohua, you are not in danger over there, right?" ”

"Hey, don't mention it, I'm extremely clever, I spent the first chaotic few days safely, but I didn't expect to be surrounded by hundreds of thugs at the last moment......" Zhang Zhonghua also patted his chest with great fear and sighed.

Xiao Ping's heart twitched, and she said anxiously: "You have nothing to do, right?" ”

Zhang Zhonghua said with a smile: "I naturally have nothing to do, otherwise where would I have the opportunity to talk to you now!" ”

"Were you saved?" Xiao Ping was shocked by her beloved son, completely lost her normal heart, and asked with a loss.

"It's a long story," Zhang Zhonghua on ......the other end of the phone shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Zhonghua carried the little Chinese beauty who was rescued from the aborigines, Zhang Huang was chased by a group of thugs in a panic, but he ran to a clearing in a panic.

Without the shelter of the house, they were soon surrounded and caught up by the evil-eyed indigenous thugs, at that moment Zhang Zhonghua and the little beauty looked at each other and smiled bitterly, they naturally knew that what was waiting for them was definitely not a good result.

"My name is Wu Xiaorou, I don't know your name?"

The little beauty lay on Zhang Zhonghua's strong back, although nervous but very calm, it seemed that with the man of the same clan who risked his life to save himself beside her, even if there was really an accident, there was not much fear in her heart.

"Hehe, little girl, it seems that we can't be born on the same day and month of the same year, but we can also be born and die on the same day of the same month!"

Zhang Zhonghua is not the kind of person who is too extroverted, but this kind of life and death situation seems to have seen the trick, he used to blush when he saw a beautiful girl, and said with a hearty smile: "My name is Zhang Zhonghua, a native of Liaobei, China!" ”

"So you're from China?" Wu Xiaorou's beautiful eyes flashed, and under her resolute gaze, she lowered her head and gently kissed Zhang Zhonghua's cheek, and said shyly: "Xie Lu, thank you for saving me in a moment of crisis!" I'm sorry to bother you now! ”

Zhang Zhonghua, whose face was flushed, was embarrassed, even when he was in danger, he was a little shy.

Perhaps it was the two of them who were like no one else who completely angered the indigenous mob with sticks, and after hearing a shout, hundreds of natives brandished sticks and attacked Zhang Zhonghua and the others viciously.

A fierce gunfire rang out at a high place not far behind Zhang Zhonghua and the others, and the rioters who rushed to the front splashed bright blood, and rows of thugs fell to the ground, only five or six meters away from Zhang Zhonghua and the others.

I could already clearly see Zhang Zhonghua, who was sparkling with excitement in the eyes of the thugs who swooped over, was so nervous at that most tense moment that his brain was deprived of oxygen and he trembled.

When he first heard the sound of a gunshot, which was like the most beautiful note in the world, his first reaction at that moment was to be saved.

The mob completely lost their original teeth and claws, and they fled in a hurry after throwing down their knives and sticks, compared with the arrogant and presumptuous appearance before, they were simply like two people.

Zhang Zhonghua gently put down the little beauty on her back who was so nervous that she fainted, and gently pinched her middle for rescue.

"Wake up, we are saved!"

Zhang Zhonghua gently patted the beautiful face of the little beauty, and happily enjoyed this boundless beauty that people couldn't see.

"Are we alive?" Wu Xiaorou blinked her beautiful big eyes and asked in disbelief.

Wu Xiaorou, who received an affirmative answer, hugged Zhang Zhonghua's head and kissed wildly.

Zhang Zhonghua, who was not mentally prepared, would have thought of such an affair, his face was flushed, and his body was stiff and at a loss.

"Ahem, I'm sorry to bother you, but it doesn't seem like this is the time for you to make out, right?"

An accented English voice rang out from behind the duo.

Perhaps because of outsiders, Wu Xiaorou, who was still lingering just now, instantly turned into a shy girl, hiding behind Zhang Zhonghua, who was still having endless aftertastes, and did not dare to see anyone.

A burly white man gestured at Zhang Zhonghua with a photo in his hand, showing his neat and beautiful teeth and smiling: "May I ask you are Mr. Zhang Zhonghua from Huaxia?" ”

"I am, thank you for your help!"

Zhang Zhonghua was inexplicable, he didn't know what the connection between these armed men with loaded guns and ammunition was obviously not ordinary people.

The smile on the white man's face was even stronger, and he whistled loudly at a group of companions behind him and said excitedly: "No thanks, someone has paid a lot of money for us to rescue you, and it is also our luck to meet Mr. Zhang Zhonghua here!" ”

The surprise on Zhang Zhonghua's face increased, and he wanted to continue asking, but he was waved by the other party's big hand: "We just came to receive the payment, I don't know anything else, and my financier just told me that they were following the orders of a Mr. Chen!" ”

Zhang Zhonghua still wanted to continue to ask, but he also knew that the current occasion was really not too verbose.

After following a group of heavily armed men to a safe place, Zhang Zhonghua immediately connected the phone with his only worried mother.

"Mr. Chen?!"

Xiao Ping's mind flashed the voice and smile of the young mayor who was still there just now, and shook her head bitterly in her heart.

I really owe the other party a big favor this time!