With the arrival of a paratrooper unit, the oppressive atmosphere inside the City Committee Building beca suffocating; it’s unclear who would be the unfortunate one this ti!
"Secretary Hua, soone from the central governnt has arrived!" Secretary Luo walked into Hua Muyun’s office, the tobacco sll inside making him frown. "There’s news from Young Master Xiao; Young Master Hua is currently safe, so please don’t worry."
"How are things progressing over there?" Hua Muyun wasn’t worried about Hua Qingyi; he was more hesitant about the protracted ti battle, starting to doubt if Xiao Zhenfeng’s decision was correct.
"Elder Xiao remains inactive, but Master Qin just recently went to Sicily. There was a minor incident on his way back, but he’s now safely at the Xiao Family."
"Ah, what’s this Lao Xiao doing, staying idle at such a critical mont? That’s his son!"
"Secretary Hua, Dr. Zhang has already advised you to keep calm and smoke less. If sothing happens to Young Master Xiao when he’s not around, what will you do?" Secretary Luo opened a window and attempted to draw the curtain, getting stopped by Hua Muyun!
"Xiao Luo! Considering the situation, I should be preparing for retirent; I’ll rearrange a position for you." After pondering for a mont, Hua Muyun made this decision.
"Master, if you’ve decided to retire, I still wish to follow you." Secretary Luo decisively shared his thoughts; this place is like an endless ocean. Without the protection of a big fish, small fish could be devoured by other big fish at any ti. Particularly for one like him, living long next to a big fish, many are eyeing him, and if he stays, wouldn’t he be eaten up with nothing left?
"Sotis taking the initiative offers more control than being passive. Wang Zhanting is in Sicily, and not to ntion who from the central governnt is involved, there must be villains within our city committee. What’s concerning the most isn’t these people but the Dragon Soul created by Lao Xiao. It should have been completely eradicated back then; my montary compassion was a mistake."
"Young Master Xiao has asked several tis about the traitor within Dragon Soul; Elder Xiao has kept it hidden well. I guess he still wants to give this person a chance, hence your compassionate concession." Secretary Luo comforted Hua Muyun; everyone makes mistakes, and no one knows how disastrous those mistakes might beco; one can only try to mitigate or perish when disaster strikes.
"Hmm! When are the central personnel scheduled?" Hua Muyun intended to end the topic, as Secretary Luo was uninford about the past events, and past mistakes must sotis be borne individually, though this ti sacrifice might be inevitable.
"One o’clock in the afternoon; they should be in the prepared office reviewing docunts from the old land case. The key people are no longer around, so it should rely be routine business."
"Haha, Xiao Luo! Quan Xianglin isn’t easy to deal with; back in the day, he and I were in the sa unit. This kid is ruthless and will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. Ah, I’m increasingly perplexed by Lao Xiao’s actions! Why keep such a scourge?"
"I think you needn’t worry; even if Director Quan has sothing in hand, why hasn’t he co to you directly and instead plays these tricks? I suspect he’s rely trying to intimidate you, but Elder Xiao’s situation might be even trickier."
Hua Muyun glanced at Secretary Luo, who had learned so of the good after following him for so long but more of the bad. "Haha! You’ve almost turned into a genius. Go to Dr. Zhang for a dical leave certificate; it’s ti for us to vacate the position for others to take over."
"I’ve been prepared!" Secretary Luo placed previously prepared dical records and health certificates in front of Hua Muyun. "The condition remains unchanged, but there’s additional information about the aftermath of Wang Zhan Tian’s contract killing, where his heart was severely injured, leaving behind lingering effects. This should allow for over half a year of recuperation. Young Master Xiao suggested three months, while Master can extend to six, letting them realize the agony of your absence."
"Hahaha, once prepared, contact Secretary Wu!"
"Understood! And about the eting at one in the afternoon..."
"At that ti, I’ll be drinking tea and chatting with Secretary Wu! Represent at the eting!"
At one in the afternoon! In a private clubhouse spreading over three hundred square ters in Yanjing, two middle-aged n in their fifties enjoyed drinks amidst a sea of bamboo.
This is a bamboo sea, featuring different species from different regions, with Phyllostachys, little harp silk, Xiangfei bamboo, and Cold Arrow bamboo among nearly a hundred types. Here, under a varied layering of heights, any agitated mood calms amidst the shifting bamboo shadows, though the intense heat of August remains undeterred by aesthetic pleasure.
It’s been nearly an hour since the two silently sat in the bamboo house without exchanging a word, each savoring the clear tea in their cups, occasionally glancing at the bamboo forest outside, seemingly content.
Hua Muyun wasn’t exactly clairvoyant but knew Old Wu very well!
"Just say what you want; pretending to be profound and ill here won’t work!" Wu Jiyi brewed a new pot of tea, speaking lightly. "After waiting this long, you bring this? Truly disappointing!"
"Why? Can’t a mber of the Central Political Bureau authorize sick leave?" Hua Muyun, shedding his public authority, joyfully sipped the authentic Dongting Biluochun yet disregarded Wu Jiyi’s sarcasm.
"Sick leave? You appear ably active, no illness in sight, pretending the last month only to feign sickness at the end won’t work!"
"Oh dear if you reject my leave, next ti you see , it’ll require a wreath for ceremony!" In the mountains, green flies everywhere, Biluochun fragrance intoxicating for miles, truly exquisite tea.
"Hua Muyun, quit performing for ; what’s your ulterior motive this ti, just walking away? Handing over your command base; this isn’t like you. A foundation built over decades can’t handle such upheaval." Wu Jiyi’s long-term concerns were valid, nurturing a loyal team wasn’t simple, and the vast network and complexities within Hua Muyun’s reach weren’t easily comprehended by this old friend. "Years ago, you steadfastly remained to assist Lao Xiao in the city committee, despite my advice, otherwise, I wouldn’t hold this position now. Clearly, sothing targets you both, yet you wish to return triumphantly as in the olden days. You’re growing more confused, and Lao Xiao ignores it; what are you two scheming?" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welco to vote for recomndations or monthly votes on Qidian (qidian); your support is my greatest motivation.)
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