Xiamen, Fujian.

This coastal city, known as the "Oriental Hawaii", is surrounded by green mountains and green waters, "the city is on the sea, the sea is in the city", she is like a bright pearl standing on the beautiful coast of the East China Sea, and facing each other across the sea from Kinmen and Dadan Island, and its strategic and economic position is very important.

Xiamen is among the first batch of special economic zones of the State Council, and since then she has started a rapid development mode. Relying on excellent port resources, it has become an important link connecting international trade in the upsurge of reform and opening up, and has gradually become an important central city on the southeast coast, an international port and a scenic tourist city, and is known as the Xiamen-Zhangzhou-Quanzhou Golden Triangle Economic Zone in southern Fujian with Zhangzhou and Quanzhou.

It has to be said that He Weiguo's vision was quite keen, and the leap in the coastal economy and the torrent of reform and opening up provided a very historic stage for the development of some shrewd people with strategic vision and judging the situation.

This is also the life path that He Weiguo has long chosen for his son, a smooth and smooth road, and a bright future leading to Rome.

But helplessly, He Yi'an is a donkey, and a stubborn donkey who will not repent!

He couldn't figure it out, what was good about the Cheng family?

Is Cheng Jiangshui the Nine Heavens Xuannu?

If you have to give up your good future and covet the barren beach Gobi in the northwest where birds don't, you're either dizzy or unproductive!

I can't remember how many times the father and son fell out over this matter, and how many cold times they were. Fortunately, He Yi'an made a strategic compromise that year and stayed in Lanzhou to continue his graduate studies. This trick left He Weiguo with nothing to say, so he could only wait patiently for him to graduate from college.

Finally, at the most critical moment, the work in Xiamen was coordinated and arranged early, and he was waiting for He Yi'an to "move in", and He Weiguo was overjoyed.

There is a beautiful inner lake in the city, rippling blue waves, floating and golden. Not far from the lake, stands an independent and magnificent building, which looks solemn and solemn from the high-rise buildings dotted in the distance, and the office area of the city government is located here.

Walking into the government compound, you can see everywhere suits and leather shoes, plain eyebrows and elegant office staff staggered back and forth, each of them is hurried, whispering, a fast-paced, high-efficiency work atmosphere is coming to the face, this is the breath of the front line of reform and opening up.

Passing through the large marble-paved lobby, the floor allows for a transparent view, and all the facilities are exquisitely laid out to evoke the luxury of a city in the Special Administrative Region. Take the beautifully decorated elevator to the middle of the building, and the office of the city's economic department is in front of you.

A middle-aged man of medium height, dressed in a light black crisp suit, wearing a valuable dark red tie, shiny black pointed-scalp shoes, and a pleasantly scented hairspray on the ends of his hair, his plump face plate was maintained to a radiant appearance.

If it weren't for the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes and the bulging abdomen due to his affluent life, revealing his true age, you might think that this is just a capable middle-level leader who has just arrived at the age of confusion.

In fact, he is already an old man in a high position and more than half a hundred years old, which is the appearance of He Weiguo to the outside world.

I saw that he was like a tiger patrolling the territory, taking steady steps in all directions, with an aggressive officialdom atmosphere, forcing the secretary with a respectful and humble expression behind him out of the way, and followed him step by step, not daring to make the slightest mistake. When he arrived at the door of the office, the secretary hurriedly took a few steps forward, respectfully pushed open the oily mahogany door, He Weiguo stepped in in high spirits, sat on the wide executive chair, picked up the documents in front of the desk, and threw them to the secretary standing aside.

"The guidance issued by the provincial ministries and commissions should be conveyed to all comrades for study as soon as possible, and several relevant departments should be notified to quickly come up with corresponding implementation plans according to the opinions."

"Yes, Deputy Director He! I'll go back and convey the implementation! ”

The secretary respectfully accepted the paper, his head drooping slightly, looking extremely deferential, but his steps did not leave.

He Weiguo frowned and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the municipal party committee will hold a meeting, the theme of which is to study and discuss the preparation for the construction of an international exchange convention and exhibition center, and require one of our leaders in charge to participate."

He Weiguo nodded, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Got it!" There you go! ”

The secretary took two steps back before turning to leave.

He Weiguo was about to start his office when the phone rang suddenly. He Weiguo squinted his eyes and looked at the caller ID, which was the phone number in Du Wanling's office. At this moment, his greasy and shiny cheeks quickly turned cold, and he paused for a moment before picking up the phone with a frown.

"Hey, I'm He Weiguo."

He Weiguo leaned back in his chair with a perfunctory attitude. But it didn't take long for his body to slowly stand upright, and his chest began to rise and fall with the other person's voice, gradually becoming violent, as if a volcano in his body was stirring restlessly and preparing to erupt. Then an irrepressible roar resounded through the four walls, shaking the glass by the window.

"What? You repeat! Yi'an went to Ganquan! This bastard thing! ”

He Weiguo's face was iron-blue, the crown of his teeth was squeaked, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead were like twisted earthworms, and his cracked eyes bulged out desperately.

"He doesn't know how much strength I used and how many relationships I cleared up to implement him in Xiamen? Is he crazy? I'd rather give up such a bright future in the SAR than hold his muddy rice bowl and eat dirt! Ganquan, Ganquan, he only recognized Cheng Jia'an as his godfather, and he forgot that I was his own son! ”

There seemed to be Du Wanling's tearful and submissive plea on the other end of the phone, but how could He Weiguo, who was on the verge of going berserk, listen to it, he was like a lion who was completely enraged, after being seriously provoked, he let out a terrible roar, and even Du Wanling became the object of his bite.

"You don't have to say it! You're on the same path as him! Okay, you've all learned to cut first and then play, right, just keep me in the dark! Well, since he despises my existence so much, I will also let him taste the consequences of disobedience and unfilial piety! ”

After speaking, He Weiguo hung up the phone angrily, with a sky-high anger on his face. Then he stood up and paced restlessly back and forth in the office, occasionally slamming his fist on the desk to vent his anger.

After a while, his unruly eyes narrowed slightly, he picked up the phone and called the secretary: "You go check for me, the phone number of the office of Deputy Director Cui Jianming of the Lanzhou Personnel Bureau." ”

Putting down the phone, He Weiguo fell back into the office chair in a rage, panting. When he saw a photo frame with He Yi'an in the corner of the desk, his heart became more and more violent, and he reached out to buckle the frame back, and scolded through gritted teeth.

"Bastard thing!"

After a while, the secretary's phone was fed back, and He Weiguo first suppressed the anger in his heart, and then dialed Cui Jianming's phone number, and hypocritically played his cards according to the routine.

"Oh, is it Director Cui? Hello, I'm He Weiguo, hehe...... Oh, don't dare to be the leader, you are the leader, we are just standing at the forefront of reform and opening up for the country, hehe......"

You praise me, I praise you, after a happy old friend's greetings, He Weiguo's eyes narrowed slightly, shooting out a palpitating cold light.

"That's right, there's something I have to trouble your brother......"

Du Wanling, who was on the other end, put down the phone in frustration, and an unspeakable pain welled up in her heart, and she sat helplessly at the desk.

A moment ago, she also had a small luxury to deal with the expected things, and she had already worked hard to the end, and she couldn't do anything.

The leaves of the trees are slowly turning yellow, the hearts of people are slowly becoming cold, and waking up from a gorgeous and short dream is a cruel and long reality.

In her life, she turned hope into luxury, extravagant hopes into disappointment, and finally disappointment into despair;

A lifetime of persistence, in exchange for a tired body, nothing to do and no more, you can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, for people who have no character and conscience, no matter how good they are, they will not be welcomed.