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"This, brother, are your sons also in Wuzhou?" Zhang Weidong asked, but he hoped that their children would be as far away from Wuzhou as possible, and it would be best to go abroad, so as to save them from meeting. [Search for the latest update.]

However, Zhang Weidong was destined to be disappointed. When Bai Rong heard Zhang Weidong mention his son, he finally came back to his senses, and asked Tan Zhengming, "By the way, did you ask Yongqian to come back today?"

"Called, how could I not call him back for such a big thing as swearing to Wei Dong today? But this kid is now a big official, so he doesn't take his words seriously, and he says that he may not be able to come back in the evening if something happens. Listen, what are these words, what is more important than the matter of his Lao Tzu's swearing? Is it that he has been an official, but I have never been an official? He has set up an official stand with me. Tan Zhengming saw Bai Rong asking, and immediately said dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, it's not that you don't know that your son is now the head of the municipal party committee, and he has to intervene in everything, and it is understandable that some things can't be separated. Besides, isn't Wei Dong a teacher in our school now? Are they still afraid that their uncle and nephew won't have a chance to meet in the future?" Bai Rong glanced at Tan Zhengming and said with disgust.

It's better not to meet, Zhang Weidong saw that Bai Rong also mentioned some uncle and nephew, and his head hurt. Please, I'm only twenty-three years old this year, even if my brother is middle-aged and has a child, he will always be in his forties! Zhang Weidong secretly complained in his heart.

"Alright, alright, you can protect your son. There's something wrong with him, and he's just coming back for fear of me talking. Now the officials are different from what we used to be, where are the people's servants, as long as they don't ride on the heads of the people and be a tiger, the people will be grateful. Yongqian climbed to the position of secretary general of the municipal party committee at a young age, if I don't give him more beatings, it will be too late to make a big mistake and eat a gun. Tan Zhengming retorted unconvinced, and when he spoke, his tone couldn't help revealing a trace of helplessness and lament about this social phenomenon.

Bai Rong opened his mouth to refute a sentence or two, but finally closed his mouth, with a worried and heavy expression on his face. Now that the domestic economy has developed and the people's living standards have also improved, at the same time, the moral character and work style of the people, especially those who are in charge of politics, are constantly declining.

Zhang Weidong is young, and has been living in the ivory tower, his thoughts are relatively simple, and he can't deeply understand the heavy mood of the two old people who are worried about the country for a while, so he doesn't know how to interject.

"Dad, are you so unconfident in your son? It's beating and eating guns. People who don't know think I'm a big corrupt official!"

As he spoke, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked in with a briefcase.

The middle-aged man has a thin face and a long body, his appearance is very similar to Tan Zhengming, and there is a faint momentum of not being angry and arrogant.

China's officialdom system is very complicated, not to mention people outside the officialdom, even people inside the officialdom sometimes can't figure it out, let alone foreigners. They simply cannot understand why there are local party committees in China in addition to local governments, and why party secretaries at the same level have more power than county governors and mayors at the same level.

Although Zhang Weidong has been concentrating on study and cultivation all year round and is not very clear about the rank and power of government officials, he still generally knows that the secretary general of the municipal party committee is a relatively large official, and he also knows that according to the normal promotion of Chinese officialdom, a person who has to stay up to the level of secretary general of the municipal party committee is estimated to have grown a lot of gray hair. So when Zhang Weidong saw that Tan Yongqian was only about thirty-six or seventeen years old, he was still very surprised.

Tan Yongqian is much younger than he imagined, whether from the perspective of officialdom or from the perspective of his father's age.

"If you kid is really a big corrupt official, do you think you can still walk through this door?" Tan Zhengming straightened his body suddenly, stared at him with both eyes, and said with a serious expression.

Tan Yongqian was obviously a little afraid of Tan Zhengming, and when he saw this, he hurriedly looked away, his eyes quickly swept over Zhang Weidong, and he looked around.

"Dad, didn't you say that you were going to bow down to a martial arts master today??, have you already left?" Tan Yongqian said with a puzzled face.

"Where are your eyes? Didn't you see your uncle sitting in front of you?" Tan Zhengming immediately said with a dissatisfied face when he heard this.

"He?" Rao Tan Yongqian had seen a lot of winds and waves, and he was still dumbfounded when he looked at Zhang Weidong.

Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, Sven Wen, white and clean, at most in his early twenties, Tan Yongqian at first thought that some of the students in the school had come to visit his old man? After all, his father was a senior in the academic world, the old principal of the school, and many people would visit him every year. But he never expected that the young man in front of him, who didn't look like he had grown all his hair, turned out to be the object of his father's worship today. Wouldn't he have to call him uncle?

Fortunately, Tan Yongqian didn't know that his father had the idea of worshipping the young man in front of him as a teacher, but Zhang Weidong didn't agree, otherwise Tan Yongqian would probably not only be dumbfounded now, but would probably cry directly.

"He, what is he? Is he an official for a few days, and his eyes turn to the sky when he looks at people? He is your father's sworn brother Zhang Weidong, hurry up and give your uncle a cup of tea. Tan Zhengming seemed to be even more dissatisfied this time, and his voice was much higher.

"No, don't, let's go our separate ways. Secretary-General Tan called me Weidong. Zhang Weidong dared to let their father and son talk again, and hurriedly interjected.

"No, I can't. Weidong, don't look at my brother, I am so highly educated, and I have been an official, but I dare not forget the rules of my ancestors for a day. You and I are sworn brothers, one day is a brother, that is, all day long, how can this generation be so chaotic. Tan Zhengming said with a serious face.

Zhang Weidong looked at Tan Zhengming with a serious expression and a headache. But what is more troublesome is Tan Yongqian, not to mention that he is now in a high position, just the age alone makes it difficult for him to call a young uncle, not to mention that he is still a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, the secretary general, and a deputy department-level cadre with real power. If it spreads and says that he calls a young man uncle, it won't make people laugh off his big teeth.

Alas, how can my father become more and more like a child the older he gets, forget about those martial arts brothers in the past, anyway, they are all old men in their seventies and eighties, call them uncle, just call them uncle, but how can you call a young man a brother and a brother this time? If you call me a brother and a brother, why do you have to pull me in, it's really a headache! Tan Yongqian secretly complained in his heart, but it was not good to say this to Tan Zhengming, so he had to turn his eyes for help to Bai Rong. He knew that the most powerful person in this family was his mother, and if his mother was really strong, his father would have to obey unconditionally.

"Yongqian, this time is different from before. Your father and Wei Dong have incense and kowtowed in front of the statue of Guan Gong. Knowing his son Mo Ruomu, Bai Rong understood the meaning of asking for help in Tan Yongqian's eyes. But this time, not to mention that Zhang Weidong is a real strange person, the old man is seriously placing an incense burner in the study this time, and Bai Rong, who has lived with Tan Zhengming for most of his life, also knows that the old man is serious this time. If Tan Yongqian dares to delay and hesitate any longer, I'm afraid he will really have to be slapped.

Although Tan Yongqian is dedicated to his career, he basically fishes for three days and dries nets for two days in martial arts, and he doesn't practice at all later, but after all, he was also born in a martial arts family, and he has received traditional ideological education since he was a child, so he naturally knows that if people in the martial arts kowtow in front of Guan Gong, this brother is not a casual talk, then it is really the same as a brother. In the future, if the other party's parents pass away, he will have to wear linen and filial piety like a child.

So as soon as Tan Yongqian heard his mother say that his father and Zhang Weidong had incense and kowtowed in front of the statue of Guan Gong, he knew that he couldn't hesitate to procrastinate any longer, otherwise the old man might beat him with a stick as soon as he got angry.

Forget it, just call it, and if you see him hiding far away in the future, Tan Yongqian said secretly in his heart. But as soon as I thought that I was a deputy department-level cadre with real power, I had to hide from a young descendant who didn't have any hair, and I felt a burst of grievance and frustration in my heart.