Veterinarian: From unemployment to the top of life

Although I don’t like white lies, I prefer straightforward logic!

But in some special situations, only white lies can dissolve some deep-rooted obsessions!

Li Jianglong cannot be said to be a perfect person.

He also has many shortcomings, such as being sneaky, cunning, greedy and lustful, but overall he is a good person. At least he can see clearly the big issues.

In particular, he said that enterprises should ultimately serve society and give back to the country. Just based on this point, he is better than many selfish small bosses and better than Wu Yehua!

After listening to my story, Feng Fei felt completely relaxed.

I could feel it clearly as I hugged her tightly.

"Thank you for telling me this," Feng Fei stopped crying, and a warm light shone in her eyes.

"Your father and your mother are both very good people," I pondered. "Yesterday, your father told me that it would be great if Teacher Jiang was still alive. Why didn't she contact him?... Ahem! Life is so twisted sometimes."

"Of course," I added, "your father also has shortcomings. He has a romantic and lustful side, but he is kind at heart. In life, sometimes you have to grasp the main contradictions and not be overwhelmed by minor contradictions..."

"Okay! I understand, Mr. Song..." Feng Fei looked up at me, her eyes full of tenderness. Her heart knot was untied, and she could finally taste the sweetness of love with peace of mind.

"Mr. Song, Mayor Song, is she really your sister?" Feng Fei asked curiously.

"Pfft!" I laughed, "Why are you interested in this question?"

"I'm just asking casually," Feng Fei pouted and winked at me.

Damn! Her expression is so cute...

This expression had only appeared on Liao Jingjing's face before.

I smiled and said, "Yes, she is my sister."

"But...?" Feng Fei's eyes were full of confusion.

"I know what you want to say," I pinched her chin and smiled, "I'm the same as you, both private... Ahem! Do you understand now?"

"Ah? You too..." Feng Fei looked at me in surprise.

"Yes!" I pondered, "Why do you think your father made me the nominal chairman? He is looking for a talisman... Ahem, Feng Fei, some things can be vaguely understood, but some things must be understood clearly, understand?"

"Yeah, I understand..."

I chatted with Feng Fei until almost five o'clock, and then we fell asleep in each other's arms.

When I woke up again, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

This sleep was so good that... my biological clock was pushed back two hours.

And what about Feng Fei? Her face was red from sleeping...

It felt like she had never slept so soundly in her life, with a sweet smile on her lips.

Originally, I wanted to get up quickly, eat something, then send Feng Fei back to the Giant Sage, and then go find Song Haiyun.

Talk to her about Haijiang Heavy Industry. If it is really a mess and not in a good state, then it needs to be shut down.

If there is still room for maneuver, I would also like to try and strive for it, so as not to push the Jiang family too hard...

But there is a problem here. As the prefect, Song Haiyun is an official of the imperial court.

I can only beg on my knees here.

She had warned me a long time ago that, one thing at a time, I should not try to engage in a power-for-sex transaction with her, as that would only bring me trouble.

So, I was actually quite nervous...

After Feng Fei woke up, she was not in a hurry to leave. She hugged me lazily and acted like a spoiled child... I didn't want to urge her.

"Mr. Song, don't you want to come from behind?" Feng Fei kissed me gently, then turned her back and knelt on the bed.

Seeing this, I no longer had the heart to go out to do things. I immediately stood up and cooperated with her by holding her waist.

"Last night...it's not that I didn't want to do this, but I was afraid that you would see the scar on my back and feel disgusted..." Feng Fei lowered her head and murmured.

"No way? I just feel sad."

"Hmm!" Feng Fei's slight hum made her femininity bloom again.

......

In the midst of the love, Feng Fei covered her belly, turned her head and said to me: "Mr. Song, don't worry, I will take good care of the child..."

I took Feng Fei and left Xishan Villa. Actually... I also wanted to go and see Sister Sun and Meijuan.

I promised Meijuan that I would go back to my hometown with her this week.

She never urged me, but I didn't forget...

The good thing is that Xinlin already knows about her existence.

This provides the basis for communication.

In fact, I call Xinlin every day to find out about her movements and understand her emotional state.

It may also be that Lin Pingping called her occasionally, and the two sisters communicated privately, which gradually opened up her heart.

Xinlin never made surprise checks on me at inopportune times at night again.

She's coming back tomorrow night, and I have to prepare myself mentally in advance.

I had a meal with Feng Fei outside, and when I sent her back, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and Song Haiyun had already gone to work.

Considering that she might be in a meeting, I didn't dare to call her and went to the city government in person.

When I arrived at the place and asked around, I found out that the mayor was indeed holding a meeting, and the topic was environmental protection.

I waited for her until almost six in the afternoon, and her meeting wasn't over yet.

As her secretary, Wu Xinwen was also diligently taking notes and listening attentively.

Ugh! This is the atmosphere within the system, too oppressive, too unfree.

If I were to work here, I'd be driven crazy!

At half past six, the meeting was finally over, and I dared to walk into the prefect's office trembling with fear.

Song Haiyun seemed to know what I was here for and glanced at me meaningfully.

It seemed to mean, "Think before you speak, don't make things difficult for me!"

But despite this, I have to tell you about the Jiang family because they will be my assets from now on.

"Mayor Song, um..."

"Stop it!" Song Haiyun sat behind his desk, not giving me a good look, and said thoughtfully, "There is no room for maneuver in Haijiang. We must suspend business for rectification!"

She was so open, so I stopped hiding it.

"No, Mayor Song, is it that serious?" I said awkwardly, "They just received a few orders with great difficulty, and they are counting on this to keep their lives going. They have also borrowed so much money. What I mean is, can you be a little more flexible... What specific environmental protection issues do they have?"

"Environmental protection issues?" Song Haiyun glanced at me coldly and sneered, "For Haijiang, environmental protection is a small problem. The safety hazards of their company are the big problem!"

Then, Song Haiyun listed to me a bunch of problems such as the chaotic management of Haijiang Heavy Industry and inadequate safety measures. It made my scalp tingle.

Sure enough, last night, that damn girl Jiang Weiting didn't tell me the truth.

Environmental protection can only be regarded as going to the toilet without bringing toilet paper, while safety means actually shitting in your pants.

You've already pooped in your pants, there's no point asking me to bring you some paper!

The shipbuilding industry itself is a huge and complex system, involving high-altitude operations, stuffy cabin operations, lifting operations, electric welding and gas cutting operations, etc., and involves toxic, flammable and explosive dangerous goods such as paint, acetylene, and liquefied gas. It is a high-risk industry. If you are not careful, human lives can be lost.

Building a ship is no simple matter! There are many types of work, complex processes, and a long cycle, and it requires skilled workers and experienced managers.

However, Haijiang has been delaying the payment of wages for a long time, causing many elites to run away. Now the site is in a mess and the management is extremely chaotic!

If we don’t rectify this, someone will die soon!

Song Haiyun just criticized his subordinates in the conference room.

Now the battlefield has shifted, and he criticized me again, scolding me so hard that I couldn't even lift my head, just like a primary school student being scolded by his teacher.

Seeing that I was sensible and kept nodding, not making any unreasonable demands, and that it was already time to get off work, Song Haiyun's expression finally eased.

"Hey! Are you coming back to sleep tonight?" She took a sip of tea, smiled slightly, and asked.

"Uh... come back, I'm hungry," I sighed.

"Let's go! Go home and I'll cook for you..." Song Haiyun said.