The First Son-in-law

A heavy punch landed on the table. Lin Wanjiang's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. Last time, he had killed his brother Rong Baichuan. Of course, he had also received some significant results. However, Lin Wanjiang also knew about it. All that's just the tip of the iceberg. It wasn't a serious injury at all. They had been locked up by him. They were all substitutes. What did that mean? It meant that although his actions were very strange, they were still precocious. In other words, they were wary of him. He was constantly on guard against him.    

    

Dong, dong, dong!    

    

A knock on the door interrupted Lin Wanjiang's thoughts. He sat back in his boss's chair. When the person came to explain the purpose of his visit, Lin Wanjiang realized that the Spring Festival was getting closer and closer.    

    

As usual, it was a polite greeting and the usual card. Although he wanted to reject it, Lin Wanjiang did not have the courage to do so. It could not be helped. It was another unspoken rule. Everyone was accepting it. If they did not accept it, how could they work together in the future? Who would dare to work with you? Who would dare to work with you?    

    

The society was improving. At the same time, these unspoken rules were also improving. Receiving bribes, but not doing anything reckless had become a new unspoken rule in the government. Or rather, it has become a common consensus. In the past, everyone only knew how to collect money. As for whether they could do it or not, it was all on their butts. But now, it was different. The power in their hands. Only under the condition that he felt that he could control it, would he make a move against the benefits. Otherwise, he would just stand by and do nothing. Such an idea completely subverted the thousand-year theory that 'one cannot have both the fish and the bear'. With this idea now. Not only did he perform the public service function, but he also received a lot of benefits. He even bought a favor. It could be said that he killed three birds with one stone. How many people would have the courage to refuse such a beautiful thing?    

    

If you give me money, I will collect money to do things for you. If there is a problem, neither of us will be able to escape. This way, we will have a close relationship with each other. You are my person, and I am your big brother. I can protect you.    

    

If someone asks you to do something, you can do it happily and happily, but you won't take a single cent. Putting aside whether they will be grateful or not, first, he might not dare to accept it. He will think that this is a conspiracy and not doing things for them sincerely. It can't be helped, this social phenomenon does not allow the existence of good people.    

    

Most importantly, the card that the person had brought with him. The name was to come and see you during the new year. Do you think you would accept it? This ancient country was a big 'gift' country to begin with. Since ancient times, it has been a 'gift exchange'. You give it to me. I will give it to you. The superior will buy the person he needs, and the person he needs will use this money to spend on cosmetic surgery, shopping, and so on. And so, the money seemed to flow back into society. And it seemed to have stimulated the economy to a certain extent.    

    

Looking at the darkening night outside the window, Lin Wanjiang felt weak all over. It seemed that he was no longer himself. He was just a shell. He was like a walking corpse. My mind doesn't seem to be under my control anymore. I have to follow the rules of the game in this circle. Am I really completely corrupted? The dream in the beginning seemed to be drifting away bit by bit. Slowly, my legs seemed to have fallen into a swamp where I had once stopped walking.    

    

It was only when the secretary knocked on the door and came in to inform him that it was time for the event that he needed to attend that night that Lin Wanjiang regained his composure. "I know."    

    

"Xuemei, dad will go back later." After the secretary left, Lin Wanjiang picked up the phone and dialed the landline at home.    

    

"Got it." Lin Xuemei answered listlessly. She had said this many times since she came to this villa. Subconsciously, as long as she picked up the phone, she would basically receive news that her father would not come back for dinner.    

    

Lin Wanjiang wanted to say something, but he did not know what to say. The father and daughter had not lived together for many years, and the common language seemed to be much less. For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.    

    

"Is there anything else?" Lin Xuemei was the first to break the silence. Some people who did not want to be lonely had started to set off fireworks. Looking at the bustling outside, Lin Xuemei's heart became increasingly empty. Because it was a special festival like the Spring Festival, Lin Xuemei had already released the babysitter holiday. Now in this villa that was hundreds of square meters, the only sound that could accompany her was probably the occasional long song that came from the radio.    

    

"Xuemei, daddy has let you down, but believe daddy. I am doing this for your own good," Lin Wanjiang said with difficulty and then hung up the phone.    

    

Was he really doing this for his daughter's sake? Or was it because he could not break the knot in his heart? Or was it that this society made him unable to tolerate such a thing happening?    

    

Gripping his head, Lin Wanjiang grabbed his jacket and went out. The more it was a day of national celebration and family reunion, the more a boss like him could not relax. From condolences to visits, he had to receive such guests. Most importantly, the safety during the Spring Festival was also the most important. When it came to safety, Lin Wanjiang finally remembered. There was something that he hadn't communicated with Han Qinglian yet!    

    

"Qing Lian, I'm Lin Wanjiang." Lin Wanjiang went back to the table and dialed Han Qinglian's number.    

    

"Mr. Lin," Han Qinglian said. He seemed to be waiting for the call as he picked it up.    

    

"About what happened in the afternoon..." Lin Wanjiang hesitated for a moment and immediately thought that the other party probably had the same intention.    

    

"We will definitely go all out on this side." Han Qinglian seemed to have made up his mind. "Mr. Lin, look..."    

    

"It is a taboo to keep it a secret. If we find out in the future, it will be our responsibility." Lin Wanjiang sighed softly.    

    

"Our responsibility?    

    

Han Qinglian carefully thought about this sentence. We are two people, not ourselves. However, if we report this in the name of the provincial office and scold the person next door, wouldn't it be my responsibility to be blamed by the higher-ups?    

    

In his heart, Han Qinglian thought angrily. However, he didn't dare to bring it out. Instead, he respectfully said to Lin Wanjiang, "Everything will be done according to Mr. Lin's wishes.    

    

The two of them were talking about the collapse of a coal mine. It was near the end of the year, and such a safety accident was a taboo. According to Han Qinglian, this kind of safety accident was a taboo. If that was the case, he would just press the button, but Lin Wanjiang insisted on reporting it, thinking that he could not avoid responsibility.    

    

"Honest..." Lin Wanjiang also knew the result of this action, but he knew that the consequences of not reporting it was even more serious.    

    

"Mr. Lin, I heard that Ling Qian came? When there is nothing else, our families will gather together." Han Qinglian's tone was much higher than before. There seemed to be another meaning in his words. This made Lin Wanjiang alert all of a sudden.    

    

What did that mean? What did he mean by that?    

    

Few people knew the reason Lin Xuemei came. Even the driver's secretary only knew that the boss's daughter was back, but why did she come back? He did not know why Han Qinglian would say such a thing all of a sudden. What was he thinking?    

    

However, before he could figure it out, On the other side, Han Qinglian had already hung up the phone. This made Lin Wanjiang feel even more uneasy. Although both of them were at the same level as him, and even said that Han Qinglian had spent more time in Zhongyuan Province than him, However, at the very least, there should still be respect and respect. As the leader of the party in Zhongyuan Province, he had reason to stand at the highest level. The conversation between the two of them should have ended with him hanging up the phone first. He should not have listened to the blind tone of the phone.    

    

What was this Han Qinglian doing? Did he really think that he had blocked his way? Did he really think that if he didn't come, he would be able to become the Provincial Party's boss?    

    

Putting down the microphone, two cold beams shot out from Lin Wanjiang's eyes. If they could not agree, then they could only cut off his arm!    

    

Since they wanted to go against each other, then there would be a bloodbath. All these years, they had been trapped in the mechanisms. Lin Wanjiang felt that his temper was about to be smoothed out. Only now did he realize that he was just not provoked.    

    

Qin Feng had never thought that the fight between Lin Wanjiang and Han Qinglian would bring glory to his circle.    

    

In the end, Qin Feng still returned to his hometown for the Spring Festival. At the provincial town's godmother's place. Qin Feng stayed until the evening of the 30th year. Under the constant urging of the old lady, he returned to his hometown.    

    

This year, Qin Feng received an extraordinary treatment in his hometown. The two old men at home also had a pretty good look on their faces. As the village chief, the secretary of the village actually went to visit his family personally to celebrate the new year. Qin Feng knew that the secretary of the village was trying to show his goodwill. The idea that he gave him had earned him hundreds of thousands of yuan. Now, his son was no longer running around in big cars. It was said that he had found a shop in the county town to do his own business. The situation at home had undergone a tremendous change. Most importantly, Qin Feng had brought back a few cartons of charcoal and paved the way for the village. This caused the village secretary's support index to rise again. This year was just in time for the bad weather. There was a lot of snow, and the roads in the village were no longer what they used to be. After the village secretary completed the whole process, the whole village had a new appearance. Most importantly, all of this didn't cost the village a single cent. Nor did the villagers get a single cent. All they needed was for their family to produce a labor force to help smooth the road. As long as they don't get the money, it doesn't matter if they do some work. And it was to build roads for the village, so... This time, the village secretary is very easy to command. The village secretary would never forget to dig wells after eating water. Of course, the village secretary knew that all of this was thanks to Qin Feng's help. Without Qin Feng's' sponsorship ', he would never be able to do it. Putting aside the fact that there was no money in the village to build this road, even if there was, To be honest, he wouldn't be willing to do it. If he had the time, he might as well think of a way to get the money under his name. He didn't spend any money, and he's done with it. Do you think he won't be happy about it?