After rebirth in officialdom, I first married the governor’s beloved daughter

Zhao Weidong was really shocked by Zhu Dayong's sudden call.

Help? And still life is at stake?

This made him instinctively guess that Zhu Dayong must have encountered something fatal, right?

But thinking about it again, he felt that it shouldn't be the case.

Because he clearly remembered that in his previous life, Zhu Dayong had no illness or disaster, and he could be called a winner in life.

On the other hand, he himself was not as good as a dog, so how could he be so miserable?

But if that's the case, what's going on with Zhu Dayong?

"Hey, Dongzi, you misunderstood. It's not me, it's my son, your eldest nephew."

"I got married last year under the introduction of my family. Last month, my wife gave birth to a big fat boy. But the baby kept coughing after birth. The provincial military hospital checked and said that he had some kind of neonatal disease with collapsed lungs. , their hospital can’t treat it, so it has to be sent to the Union Medical College Hospital in Beijing.”

"Brother, I have been waiting in line at Union Hospital for seven or eight days, but there are still no beds and I can't stay in the hospital."

"Dongzi, I know you have connections in the capital. If you can help me, please help me. This child is too young. I really can't bear him dragging him around like this every day."

Zhu Dayong quickly explained.

Although he was afraid that Chen Liangping would think that Zhao Weidong had an unmotivated drunken friend like him, which would affect Zhao Weidong's impression of the governor, he had not had much contact with Zhao Weidong in the past few years.

But I have also heard that Zhao Weidong is the third generation heir of the Chen family in the capital.

Although he is not very clear, what kind of family is the Chen family in Beijing?

But since he is from the capital, his path must be wider than that of a small clerk from other places, right?

So he called Zhao Weidong out of desperation.

"I'll go, why the hell didn't you tell me earlier that the child was sick?"

Zhao Weidong was also stunned for a moment, and then he said speechlessly to Zhu Dayong on the other end of the phone: "Okay, I know about this. Please pay attention to answer the phone later, and I will have someone contact you to help you make arrangements for your child." Hospitalized.”

When it came to this, Zhao Weidong had already remembered it.

It seems that at this time in his previous life, Zhu Dayong took his children to the capital for medical treatment?

It's just that everyone was just a little shrimp at that time, and it didn't matter who was in the capital. Zhu Dayong had no choice but to follow the rules of the hospital and wait honestly for two months before finally curing the child.

But even if he was cured, Zhu Dayong's child still suffered from coughing from time to time because of the delay, which almost killed Zhu Dayong.

It would be okay if Zhu Dayong didn't find him for this kind of thing, but since he did, he would definitely help.

After all, even if Zhu Dayong's child was not too young, just because of his previous life, his wife was worth tens of millions, but he was still worried that Zhao Weidong, an old man, would be lonely without children and a wife, so he forcefully gave up his son He accepted Zhao Weidong as his godfather.

In this life, Zhu Dayong was unwilling to affect his image with his father-in-law and took the initiative to cut off contact between the two parties. Zhao Weidong could not refuse.

Who said these are just feelings?

Some people may say, since Zhu Dayong was so kind to you in his previous life, why don't you support him in this life?

Isn't this ungrateful?

In fact, Zhao Weidong can't really be blamed for this matter.

Because Zhu Dayong is the kind of gangster who hides in the civil service.

He doesn't seek promotion, nor does he seek to get rich. He just hopes to have a stable income with wages paid on time.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Weidong really couldn't help him.

If you support someone, you will harm others.

And even without his help, Zhu Dayong's wife would have successfully started a business ten years later and become a small business owner with a net worth of tens of millions.

And Zhu Dayong will also use his wife to become the number one soft rice king envied by everyone in the Petitions Office of the Education Bureau.

Therefore, Zhao Weidong never took care of Zhu Dayong and just kept him on track.

And now, Zhu Dayong actually asked him for this?

This really surprised him.

But even if it's an accident, he won't care. It's just a trivial matter to him anyway.

With just one phone call, Mr. Chen's life secretary Wang Lianshan will definitely take care of it, without Zhao Weidong having to come forward in person.

"Really? Hahaha, then I have to thank you Dongzi. When the child is fine again, I will treat you to dinner."

Zhu Dayong also smiled reassuringly, and the anxiety just now was gone.

"Okay, then I'll keep it in mind for you. If you don't invite me to dinner later, I will come to your house to eat."

Zhao Weidong also smiled teasingly and chatted with Zhu Dayong for a few more words. After he hung up the phone, he called Wang Lianshan.

After telling him about Zhu Dayong, he sent Zhu Dayong's mobile phone number to Wang Lianshan and asked him to help him handle it.

After finishing these things, Zhao Weidong and Chen Fan entered Chen Liangping's villa in the provincial party committee compound.

"Grandpa, my father gets angry with me every day. Every time I make him angry, he beats me."

However, just after entering the villa, Zhao Weidong heard such a sound. When he looked again, he saw his son Zhao Jingyun complaining to Zhao Jianshe, accompanied by Chen Liangping, Liu Guilan, Xiao Yuting, Liu Yan and Zhao Weihong.

Seeing this, the corner of Zhao Weidong's mouth twitched, and then he quickly stepped forward and said to Zhao Jianshe: "Hey dad, don't listen to this little brat's nonsense. He is the replica of me when I was a child. You have to distinguish right from wrong!"

After saying this, Zhao Weidong glared at Zhao Jingyun again and said: "Little bastard, tell the truth, when did I beat you?"

Zhao Weidong is going to be autistic now.

How could such a grown-up boy like him complain to Zhao Qiangqiang when he saw him?

Isn’t this a fucking scam?

"Yes, dad, you have it. You spanked me yesterday!"

Zhao Jingyun was not to be outdone!

"I'll go. Is what I did yesterday also called a beating?"

Zhao Weidong also immediately became anxious.

After Zhao Jingyun took a shower yesterday, he thought the boy's butt was fleshy and funny, so he patted it a few times, but it turned out to be a spanking?

"Just beat me. Grandpa, if you don't believe me, you can ask my mother!"

But Zhao Jingyun blinked his big black grape eyes and said.

"You little brat, don't you think I will..."

Zhao Weidong also immediately rolled up his sleeves.

"Ok?"

Just when he rolled up his sleeves, Zhao Jianshe next to him glared, and the frightened Zhao Weidong quickly smiled and said: "Haha, dad, don't get me wrong, I just suddenly felt a little hot, it will cool down!"

"Really? But why do I feel like you want to hit my eldest grandson?"

But Zhao Jianshe said with a smile!

"No, no, absolutely not. How could I have that thought?"

Zhao Weidong also shook his head like a rattle in denial.

Kissing someone from another generation was really not something that even he dared to touch.

"Actually, even if you have it, it doesn't matter. If you need to be beaten, you can beat me. You are a child. How can you become a talent if you don't beat me?"

"Also, you don't have to look like you're scared when you see me in the future!"

"My in-laws won't hit you anymore, and I definitely won't hit you again!"

But Zhao Jianshe suddenly changed the subject.

"What? Stop hitting me?"

"Dad, are you trying to trick me?"

This time Zhao Weidong was stunned.

Even the people around him were the same. Zhao Jingyun was even more anxious and said quickly: "Grandpa, how can you not hit me? What will I do if you don't hit me?"

The whole family laughed, and Zhao Jianshe also smiled and said: "Who the hell has time to trick you? Before the age of thirty, the father beat the son, it was for education!"

"After you turn thirty, if I hit you again, it won't be justified. You're already thirty!"

"Don't look at your father as I am uneducated, but I still understand this truth!"

"That's right, Dongzi, don't you think your dad only knows how to hit people?"

Liu Guilan also smiled.

"Well, it won't be good, just don't be good!"

Zhao Weidong also smiled, then his eyes fell on Zhao Jingyun, and he said jokingly: "Little bastard, what did you just say?"

"No, I didn't say anything!"

Zhao Jingyun trembled with fear and hurriedly got into Chen Liangping's arms!

"Hmph, I'll let you go this time, and think twice before you speak in the future!"

Zhao Weidong snorted coldly and then ate with his family.

......

"Minister Sun, what do you think about Zhao Weidong's suppression of housing prices?"

While Zhao Weidong's family was eating, in a house with three bedrooms and one living room in Tianshui Xiangcheng Community, Jeju City, Huang Zengshun was looking at Sun Zhiqiang, the director of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee in front of him and said.

At this moment, he had already made it clear that Zhao Weidong wanted to suppress housing prices, and he was only waiting for Sun Zhiqiang's opinion!

"Haha, I didn't expect that Secretary Chen's son-in-law is so courageous. He actually dares to do such a thing to smash the plates of us people!"

"In this case, let's teach him a lesson and save him from doing anything!"

Sun Zhiqiang said with a sneer.

If it was about other things, he would definitely not be on the same level as Zhao Weidong, because that would be tantamount to offending Chen Liangping, the provincial party secretary.

But now, Zhao Weidong wants to take action on his political achievements, which he cannot allow.

So now, he could only fight back.

"There must be lessons to be learned, that is, Minister Sun. How will this be deployed specifically?"

Huang Zengshun also asked curiously.

If Zhao Weidong could be taught a lesson, he would naturally be willing.

But how to operate it, he had no idea.

"How else can this be deployed?"

"As the saying goes, blocking is worse than sparing. Trying to stop it at this time will only waste energy!"

"Instead of doing this, it's better to take advantage of the situation and add fuel to the flames!"

Sun Zhiqiang tapped his fingers on the table and thought for a while before speaking calmly.

"Following the enemy's plan? Adding fuel to the flames?"

Huang Zengshun was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up and he said: "Minister Sun, what do you mean..."