Returning to Yangzhou after death is another kind of experience for Liu Zhizhong.
His heart is inevitably excited.
But as the President, his emotions are stable, there's no doubt.
He takes the express train from the provincial city to Yangzhou, sitting in the first-class seat due to so considerations.
After all, the first-class seat is relatively less crowded and more expensive, filtering out certain groups of people.
So people are destined to have a natural gap with people like Liu Zhizhong in this era.
However, during the less-than-two-hour journey, Liu Zhizhong is still subject to so disturbances.
The first-class seat is not that quiet; there are children crying and the sll of sweaty feet, no need to say much.
Fortunately, Liu Zhizhong had prepared in advance, bringing earplugs and a mask, which he felt was alright.
As the train neared Yangzhou, introductions about Yangzhou's customs and culture began to play. After all, the current cultural tourism strategy is an important ans of driving consumption.
Moreover, Liu Zhizhong listened and began to smile knowingly.
In fact, the introduction included excerpts of the comntary he had made for the Tianchuan Province cultural tourism promo film.
The familiar sound of his own voice brought familiar Yangzhou customs to his mind; these feelings are different when heard by the person involved.
But this voice still circulates online, competitively imitated, and even so gained fa because of it.
However, the original sound of Mr. L remains loved by the public.
As he was about to get off the train, behind Liu Zhizhong were two girls who looked like college students discussing.
"Hey, Mr. L's voice is really nice, I'm about to be intoxicated."
"Haha, listening can make your ears pregnant! If it wasn't for his voice, I wouldn't co to Yangzhou for tourism!"
"When we go to Yangzhou, we have to visit the Da Xi Shen Nong Valley, I have already bought the tickets..."
"Of course, we have to go, hehe..."
"..."
There's no denying that this kind of journey, hearing such a voice, left Liu Zhizhong feeling gratified.
I am no longer in Yangzhou, but my voice still remains.
I am not in Dadong, but my heart is still here.
I still look forward to the future September revolution, haha...
After getting off the train, carrying a backpack and simple suitcase, Liu Zhizhong was no different from the tourists here.
Moreover, his skin was bronze, not much different from a wanderer.
In the bustling crowd, he was ordinary yet tall and prominent, his presence still outstanding.
As he walked, visions of the "after his death" changes among Yangzhou personnel popped up, still quite interesting.
The major foe, the main rival CP Zhang Hongyang, doesn't need ntioning, right?
He has returned to Yangzhou, becoming the Deputy Mayor, ranking high among the City Committee mbers.
The 38-year-old Vice-level Powerholder, indeed very young, holds a promising political career.
After all, he was once a State Committee mber in Dongguang State such a Minority Autonomous State, returning to Yangzhou is a promotion that matches the position.
The current Yangzhou hasn't changed much compared to before. The streets are prettier, the lighting projects are nicely lit, and the greenery is decent too.
The sanitation rest stations Liu Zhizhong advised Zhang Yuxing to create are still in use.
The forr Mayor Zhang Yuxing straightaway climbed to Yangzhou Municipal Committee Secretary two years later, another Zhang Family mber rose to Secretary, the regional king of Yangzhou, indeed impressive.
The current Mayor, none other than the forr Executive Vice-Governor of Dongguang State, Lu Yuqing, after nearly three years of training, transferred back to Yangzhou, succeeding Zhang Yuxing as the Mayor.
Lu Yuqing, at the pri age of 39, infinitely glorious.
Though she is the forr wife of the fallen City Secretary Ma Xudong, her career remains unaffected, how great?
Leading one territory, partnering harmoniously with Zhang Yuxing.
A Prefecture-level City, both Secretary and Mayor are won, rare nationally. Clearly, their political prospects remain promising.
Lao Yongli, after marrying and having children with Ye Tianming, has moved to Tiandu Ministries, almost no one knows her news anymore. At least, Liu Zhizhong doesn't know.
Ye Bingyu ntioned, her father no longer resides in Yangzhou. This ti, Liu Zhizhong likely won't et good fishing companion, mysterious big shot Uncle Ye.
Of course, Liu Zhizhong did not return to et Zhang Hongyang, haha, but for Zhang Yuxing, Lu Yuqing, and Zhang Qixiang, and Zhang Hongyang's cousin — the current Leader Zhang, haha...
During the day, Liu Zhizhong wandered all around Yangzhou City, feeling quite nice.
By dusk, he was almost near his doorstep.
The villa he once helped decorate with his own hands was still as magnificent. Yet, Lu Yui hadn't returned for a long ti.
The person living here was Lu Yuqing, staying at her sister's ho, which is her parental ho, the best choice for the Mayor.
Sitting at a viewing pavilion in a park outside his ho, Liu Zhizhong resembled a tourist.
At this mont, he was waiting for Lu Yuqing to return from work, and today happened to be Friday.
At half-past six in the afternoon, the governnt's number one car slowly drove into the villa area, stopping outside Liu Zhizhong's ho.
Lu Yuqing stepped down from the Mayor's car and entered the house.
Seeing her figure, Liu Zhizhong was filled with mixed emotions.
A light yellow dium-length skirt, perfectly fitting, the shape slightly overflowing, voluptuous and sexy, with a special mature charm.
Her fair skin, under the setting sun's rays, glead delicately.
This alluring Mayor remains an unfathomably enchanting figure to n.
Just as Lu Yuqing entered the villa yard, not yet unlocking the door, her phone rang.
It was Liu Zhizhong calling her.
Liu Zhizhong, at the scenic pavilion, watching this woman who almost changed his entire life destiny, dialing her number, feeling an extre internal surge.
Lu Yuqing, raising her bag, picked up her phone, seeing the number slightly unfamiliar, yet she answered.
But who knew, as the phone touched her ear, a voice that she could never forget in her life sounded.
"Hello, Mayor Lu, long ti no see, you have been promoted, still youthful and beautiful. In the setting sun, you're no longer Yangzhou's caretaker, you're Yangzhou's Goddess."
"How many tis, longing for you passionately, yet couldn't et again. But now I have returned, in a manner you least expected."
"Don't look around; it's , it truly is. Don't call my na because you know my na."
"Don't shed tears, as I see the moisture glow at your eye's corner. And my throat is clogged."
"Wait for , I'm coming soon, hanging up now. The night of reunion belongs to us..."
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