The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Lin Zhiyuan returned to Yanjing.

On this day, he flew four thousand kilometers back and forth just to vent his anger on Li Changan.

When he got off the plane and turned on his phone, text message notifications kept ringing.

Most of them were Su Jin's numbers, and two were Yang Zhilan's numbers.

"Zhiyuan, where have you been? Why is your phone turned off?"

"Zhiyuan, don't do anything stupid. Call me back right away."

Across the screen, Lin Zhiyuan could feel the anxiety of the mother and daughter.

Lin Zhiyuan laughed. He felt refreshed now and dialed Su Jin's number.

******

Houhai Siheyuan.

Su Jin sat on the rosewood Taishi chair and lowered his head in tears.

Yang Zhilan was like an ant on a hot pot, circling back and forth in the room, scolding her daughter while doing so.

"How many times have I told you not to tell him this matter, but you refuse to listen. It's okay now. Zhiyuan must have returned to Yangcheng. What if something happens?"

"Mom, I didn't tell Zhiyuan on purpose. It was because he saw that I was not in the right mood. You also know how smart he is. He couldn't help but tell me when he asked me. Wuwuwu..." Su Jin couldn't help but cry again. Speak up.

"Stop crying. Crying makes me upset. I just cry when something happens. What else can you do?"

Su Jinyu had a trace of fantasy, "Mom, maybe Zhiyuan hasn't returned to Yangcheng. I called grandpa just now, and from his tone, it seemed like nothing happened there."

Yang Zhilan gave the woman an angry look, "Lin Zhiyuan is better than a ghost. Will grandpa know what he is going to do? Now I just hope that the matter can be a little smaller, and it will not end to the point where it cannot be ended." "

Yang Zhilan walked to the courtyard, clasped her hands, looked to the sky piously, and murmured, "Buddha, Supreme Laojun, God, you must keep my son-in-law safe and sound, and my daughter's family!"

Yang Zhilan knelt on her knees and kowtowed three times.

Su Jindu was moved by her mother's behavior.

"Mom..." Su Jin stood up and as soon as she said one word, the phone on the Eight Immortals' desk rang. She glanced at the screen and screamed, "Mom, Zhiyuan called back."

Yang Zhilan hurriedly got up from the ground, turned around and ran into the house, "Hurry up and pick it up!"

Su Jin pressed the answer button in a panic, "Zhiyuan, where have you been? I've been looking for you all afternoon. Why isn't your phone turned on? You're making me anxious."

Su Jin cried with joy when she heard her husband's voice again.

Lin Zhiyuan's plain voice came from the receiver, "I was on the plane just now, so of course I had to turn off my phone. Okay, I'm going home now. Cook me two dishes. I want something to drink tonight."

"Okay, okay." Su Jin put down the phone.

Yang Zhilan came over, mother and daughter stared at each other.

"What did he say?"

"He said he just got off the plane and asked me to cook him two dishes and he wanted some drinks."

"How is Zhiyuan's mental state?"

"Fortunately, I heard that the tone of the conversation was quite relaxed."

Yang Zhilan was confused.

What the hell happened on this day?

Su Jin personally cooked some dishes to go with the wine, and Yang Zhilan even went to the alley entrance to grill a large number of mutton skewers for her son-in-law.

An hour later, the tired Lin Zhiyuan entered the room. What greeted him were four dishes on the Eight Immortals table, two cold and two hot, as well as a large handful of mutton skewers. Wuliangye had just been opened.

Su Jin and Yang Zhilan were like the maids at the gate of an ancient mansion, respectfully inviting him to sit at the table.

"Mutton skewers!" Lin Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, he grabbed one and flicked it to the end, and then took a sip of wine happily.

"Honey, eat some vegetables." Su Jin put a chopstick of cold vegetables on Lin Zhiyuan's plate.

"Zhiyuan, eat the ribs." Yang Zhilan looked at her son-in-law up and down while picking up the vegetables. I was a little relieved to find that my son-in-law was intact, with no visible injuries on his body.

Lin Zhiyuan took a sip of wine and a bite of meat. What a delicious meal!

Yang Zhilan finally spoke cautiously, "Um, Zhiyuan, what were you doing today? I heard from Xiaojin that you were on the plane just now. Where were you?"

"I went to Yangcheng." Lin Zhiyuan replied calmly.

The mouths of mother and daughter opened wide at the same time.

Su Jin was a little anxious, "Husband, why are you going to Yangcheng?"

"Beat Li Changan, and then drowned him half to death." Lin Zhiyuan gnawed on a piece of ribs, um, delicious!

After hearing this, Yang Zhilan was so anxious that she almost went crazy, "Zhiyuan, you are too impulsive. Don't you think about the future? After all, Li Zhenshan is the person who has promoted you, and he is very likely to become your immediate boss in the future."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at Yang Zhilan, "Mom, if I watch my wife being wronged and remain indifferent, then what else will I do in the future? What's the point of being a high-ranking official?"

"Husband..." Su Jin choked with emotion. A woman's life is worth having a man who will do anything for her.

Yang Zhilan was speechless for a long time.

In fact, she also envied her daughter.

That night, Su Jin took the initiative to pester Lin Zhiyuan for a fight. Because she was so moved, she took the initiative to unlock a new skill. So many years of dancing were not in vain. Lin Zhiyuan's weak and boneless body almost exhausted her. And died.

******

The next day, Lin Zhiyuan supported his old waist and went to work as usual.

Since the news of the Western Development was announced, leaders of several major domestic steel companies and large construction units have gathered in Yanjing, and everyone wants to get a share of this infrastructure feast.

Since Lesteel was the most prepared and started work two months in advance, they were the steel company most likely to win the bid.

Outside Long Jihai's office at the State Planning Commission, Jin Huaying, Guan Jianye, Hai Gangqing, Wan Kaijie, plus Lu Tiesheng from Cao Steel, Jia Hongsheng from Pan Gang, and Lin Zhiyuan.

The heads of several large steel companies are queuing up to wait for Long Jihai's summons.

Wan Kaijie was the first to attack with jealousy, "Hua Ying, your relationship with the leader is better! I heard that your leather steel office in Beijing established a special bidding team two months ago. , tell the truth, have you known this news for a long time? "

Jin Huaying smiled and said nothing. He had taken advantage anyway, so let him enjoy it!

Hai Gangqing was the second to speak, "Lao Wan, isn't this obvious? There are people in the court who are easy to get things done. Director Li is a cadre who came from Le Gang, so it is reasonable for him to work for his own company."

Seeing that they were about to target Li Zhenshan, Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly explained, "Mr. Hai, Mr. Wan, you have wronged us Le Gang. We did know the news about the Western Development in advance, but it was through us. We got it from our own channels. Which leader would dare to take the risk to reveal such a big thing to us in advance?”

Guan Jianye smiled and hugged Lin Zhiyuan's shoulders, "Zhiyuan, don't explain, explanation is just a cover-up."

"Mr. Guan, I never thought that a kind person like you would say such a thing?"

Lu Tiesheng interjected, "In the face of such a big order, how can there be any kind person? Whoever grabs the order is the real one."