Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"Yes, we must do our job well. The Municipal People's Congress is about to be held. This time it is related to whether the boss can be converted to a regular employee. We must not be careless. Although the possibility of an accident is very small, it does happen. So I need you to pay more attention to this matter." When it comes to work, Liu Fei immediately thought of the upcoming Municipal People's Congress meeting. At that time, it will be determined at the meeting whether the word "alternative" on Feng Sizhe's head can be removed. If an accident happens, it will be a big deal.

"I know, I will do a good job of this job." Speaking of business, Wang Yawen also changed to a serious face. He probably knew that this matter was of great importance and could not tolerate any mistakes or unexpected situations.

In fact, not only Wang Yawen and Liu Fei are anxious about this matter, but also Zhongzhou Provincial Party Committee Secretary Guan Changxiao and Governor Tang Chengwei are very concerned about it.

Guan Changxiao himself need not be mentioned. He has always been optimistic about Feng Sizhe and naturally would not allow any accidents to happen in such a major event. Tang Chengwei is actually the same. Although Feng Sizhe would be the most embarrassed if something happened, he also has an unshirkable responsibility as the governor. I still remember that in the early 1990s, a mayor made a mistake in the election and did not get more than half of the votes. The mayor's career was naturally bleak, but the governor who followed the provincial secretary was also held responsible for the incident. They were all demoted to unimportant positions and their careers ended thereafter.

Because of this incident, Tang Chengwei had to be cautious. He had learned from the past and could not make mistakes in this matter, otherwise he would be in big trouble. For this reason, he and Guan Changxiao first went to the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Zhuangcheng Municipal Party Committee, Wang Guoguang, to talk about the importance of this matter. Only after hearing Wang Guoguang's assurance did they feel a little relieved. But this did not prevent them from talking to the comrades of the Zhuangcheng Municipal People's Congress one by one. They really worked one by one until they saw that the majority of people supported the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government. The two of them were relieved.

At the end of March 2004, the first session of the 11th People's Congress of Zhuangcheng City was grandly held in the Zhuangcheng Municipal Committee. Comrade Feng Sizhe, acting mayor of Zhuangcheng City, delivered a government work report to the conference on behalf of the Zhuangcheng Municipal People's Government, summarizing the work achievements of the previous year and proposing a five-year plan for the future.

Comrade Feng Sizhe was formally elected as the mayor of Zhuangcheng City at the meeting. Thus, the Zhuangcheng City Government officially ushered in the Feng Sizhe era both in name and in fact.

A while ago, Wang Guoguang had just secured Bei Guowei, the director of the Municipal Education Bureau, by taking advantage of the incident at No. 17 Middle School, which was considered a voice to others. But then Feng Sizhe took down Meng Yongfeng, the secretary general of the municipal government. This was considered a counterattack, telling others that the work of the municipal government is still my, Feng Sizhe's, domain, and it is impossible for anyone to interfere here.

Wang Guoguang, who was sitting on the podium of the meeting, could not help but feel a little envious, jealous, and annoyed when he saw the young Feng Sizhe making a work report. It was this young man who had dealt a heavy blow to his authority as the municipal party secretary. Now, Zhuangcheng was no longer a place where he had the final say. He had to consult with Feng Sizhe on everything. Otherwise, it was really a matter of whether his resolutions would be passed.

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In the blink of an eye, three months have passed since the Zhuangcheng People's Congress, and July is coming soon. At this stage, the various tasks of the Zhuangcheng Municipal Government have been carried out in order. Under the supervision of Feng Sizhe and the Municipal Construction Planning Committee, various tasks have progressed rapidly, especially the Central Plains First Commercial City, which is well-constructed and much faster than expected. At this rate, the basic construction can be completed in early December this year, which of course has a lot to do with sufficient funds.

Ever since the name of the Central Plains No. 1 Commercial City came to the market, many visionary businessmen have come here to inspect. Some powerful businessmen simply paid money up front just to get a better venue. As a result, the funds can be recovered faster than expected. With a strong financial foundation, the project can be built much faster.

During this period of time, Feng Sizhe has been busy with this matter. The First Commercial City in Central Plains is one of Feng Sizhe's main tasks after he arrived in Zhuangcheng City. Naturally, he cares about it very much. However, he does not pay too much attention to the widening of urban roads and the construction of new urban areas, because he also knows that these things cannot be achieved overnight, at least compared to the commercial city, they cannot be built so quickly.

Busy with this matter every day, seeing that the project was going through very quickly, Feng Sizhe breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go to Kyoto on the occasion of the party's birthday. He hadn't been back to Kyoto for half a year, and even his child Ren Tianxing had been back to Kyoto from England for two months, but he hadn't seen him once, how could he not miss him. At this time, his daughter Feng Yueqing's school was also on vacation, so he could go back to Kyoto with his family to take a look.

After asking Liu Fei to buy the plane tickets, Feng Sizhe, along with his wife He Shasha, Xiao Yueqing, Li Shuang and Liu Fei, headed straight for Kyoto.

At the Kyoto Airport, there was already a Red Flag car with military license plates waiting here. Don't underestimate this car, it is Mr. Zhao's car, this car can enter and exit various agencies and confidential areas in Kyoto at any time, and even if necessary, it can go into Zhongnanhai to take a look.

Standing next to the car was a middle-aged man in a golden military uniform. Needless to say, this man was Major General Li Zhiyong who served Zhao Mingyuan.

Li Zhiyong was Zhao Mingyuan's work secretary and life assistant. When Zhao retired, he also retired. Originally, Zhao wanted to arrange a real job for him, such as deputy commander or deputy political commissar of major military regions. Now Zhao has the ability to do so. But Li Zhiyong refused. He said frankly that he was already in his fifties and did not want to go to the army for further studies. It was good for him to accompany Zhao. In fact, Zhao had been accustomed to having such a right-hand man over the years. For this reason, he did not say much and kept Li Zhiyong by his side.

Now that Li Zhiyong was personally picking up Feng Sizhe, it was enough to show how much Mr. Zhao valued this grandson. When Feng Sizhe saw Li Zhiyong, he also hurriedly strode forward and said, "Hello, Uncle Li."

"Haha, Xiaozhe, Mr. Zhao asked me to pick you up personally." Li Zhitong looked at Feng Sizhe, who had grown up almost under his nose, and said with emotion. When Feng Sizhe was young, he didn't think much of him. He just felt that this boy who came back from abroad seemed to have some different ideas from other people. But after more than ten years, Feng Sizhe has grown into a vice-ministerial official. This made Li Zhiyong look at him with new eyes. People say that a family of generals produces a tiger son, and now it seems that it is true.

Getting on the Red Flag car, which symbolizes great status, Feng Sizhe and his party headed towards Baoshan Hutong, Zhao's hometown.

Because of the Red Flag car, the armed police station outside Baoshan Hutong only conducted a symbolic inspection and then let them go. Not long after, Feng Sizhe appeared in Zhao Mingyuan's study.

"Haha, Zhe'er is back." As soon as he saw Feng Sizhe, Zhao Mingyuan stood up with a smile. It was really not easy for a man in his seventies to still have such a good body.

"Grandpa, Zhe'er is back to see you." Feng Sizhe was very excited when he saw his grandpa. This old man, who was his closest relative, had been helping him unconditionally over the years. No matter what he did, he would support him without hesitation, even at the cost of offending other people for him.

"Haha, good, good." Zhao Mingyuan kept nodding his head and said "good" twice to Feng Sizhe. Then he looked behind Feng Sizhe and asked softly, "Sasha and Xiao Yueqing are back too?"

"Yes, grandpa, they all came back with me." Feng Sizhe nodded.

"Okay, it's good that they're all back. Well, see if you have time to bring Yingying to our house to play. I've only seen Xiao Tianfang once so far, and I miss him so much, haha." As he spoke, Mr. Zhao actually showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. Obviously, he really wanted to see his great-grandson. Although he already had Xiao Guofeng and Xiao Tianxing, Feng Sizhe was not here, so they usually only came once in a while. Zhao Mingyuan was proud of his status, so he naturally couldn't take the initiative to visit them just because he missed them. No one could have predicted what kind of impact this would cause.

Think about it, the Standing Committee member of the Central Advisory Commission and the former member of the Central Military Commission suddenly appeared in the He family or the Ren family. These are very sensitive topics, and it is easy for others to make random associations. If not handled properly, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Feng Sizhe knew that the little Tianxing that grandpa was talking about was Ren Tianxing, the son of him and Ren Yingying. To be honest, he also wanted to meet the little guy. He had only seen his photos before and he was very cute. "Okay, grandpa, I will pick up Ren Yingying in the evening and let them stay here for two days." Feng Sizhe said confidently. As a father, it shouldn't be a problem for him to take his son to live with him for two days. Besides, he really hadn't seen Ren Yingying for a long time and missed her very much.

"Okay, that's great." Upon hearing that Feng Sizhe could bring Ren Tianxing to stay for a few days, Mr. Zhao couldn't stop smiling. That smile was sweeter than honey.

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In a private room on the second floor of Changxing Club, Feng Sizhe and De Xingmin sat opposite each other. This was already the third day since Feng Sizhe returned to Kyoto City. In the past two days, he had played with Xiao Tianxing and had some tenderness with Ren Yingying. All these were done by He Shasha's generosity. She took the initiative to go back to the He family to see her grandmother. This was of course an active avoidance. Although some things had been made public, it was still a little awkward for everyone to meet. Therefore, Feng Sizhe felt very sorry for He Shasha, thinking that he would just work harder to take care of her and care about her in the future.

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