Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"Are...are you kidding me? You, a young guy, can make me drunk? I think you are really drunk. Come on, let's drink another bottle together." Although Deng Tiejun could drink a lot, he still refused to admit defeat and shouted that he wanted to drink another bottle with Feng Sizhe.

Feng Sizhe naturally accepted all offers, he stretched out his hand and pulled a bottle of wine and opened it, then pushed Deng Tiejun's hand, "Come on, the wine is open, let's continue drinking."

"Drink... drink... I can't drink anymore." Deng Tiejun felt a dizziness in front of his eyes when he saw that another bottle of wine had been opened. Then, the alcohol started to take effect on his head and he tilted and fell on the soft sofa.

Feng Sizhe couldn't help but smile when he saw Deng Tiejun fall down like this, and then he picked up the whole bottle of wine and drank it. This time he really wanted to get drunk to forget his worries.

He Shasha and Deng Tiejun's wife next door were watching this scene, and they couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. Especially He Shasha, she wanted to rush over and grab the bottle several times, but was stopped by Mrs. Deng. "Shasha, let him drink enough now. As a young man, he has too much pressure on him. Sometimes he needs to relieve pressure. Maybe after getting drunk this time, he will feel better."

Mrs. Deng, who had seen her husband drink too much countless times, had a deep understanding of men getting drunk. She had seen Deng Tiejun drink too much many times, but once he sobered up, he was still a brave man. This was the difference between people. Some people could control alcohol, so you could let them drink as much as they wanted without causing any problems. But some people were always controlled by alcohol, and no matter how much they drank, they would still cause problems.

He Shasha didn't want Feng Sizhe to get drunk because she felt sorry for him, but after hearing what Mrs. Deng said, she had no choice but to watch from a distance, waiting for Feng Sizhe to get drunk so that she could go forward and serve him.

A person's alcohol tolerance is ultimately limited. After drinking the bottle of wine in one gulp, Feng Sizhe smacked his lips. Then he felt that everything in front of him was spinning. Then he tilted his head and fell on the sofa.

He didn't know how long he slept until he heard a shout in his ear. Then Feng Sizhe slowly opened his eyes.

"What a shitty inspector from the Ministry of Public Security! Tell them I'm busy now and I'll talk to you when I'm in a better mood." Deng Tiejun's angry voice reached Feng Sizhe's ears.

The title "Inspector of the Ministry of Public Security" slowly woke Feng Sizhe up when he heard it. He opened his eyes and saw darkness everywhere. It turned out that it was already dark. He looked at himself and saw that he was covered with a pink coat. Needless to say, this coat must be He Shasha's.

Feng Sizhe drank at noon, but he didn't expect to sleep until dark. He smiled bitterly, thinking that he really drank too much this time. He shook his head, which still hurt a little, and slowly got up from the sofa.

Feng Sizhe had just sat up when Li Shuang hurried over and said, "Boss, you're awake."

"Ah! Is it dark now?" Feng Sizhe asked as he saw Li Shuang coming over.

"Yes, boss, it's already night time. Madam was going to ask you to go to the bedroom to sleep, but when she saw you were sleeping soundly, she was afraid of waking you up, so she didn't dare to move you. But I've been watching over you. Madam told me to call her when you wake up." Li Shuang answered respectfully from the side.

"Oh, then don't call her for now. Is there any water? I'm thirsty." Feng Sizhe didn't want He Shasha to worry about him.

"Yes, boss, I'm ready." Li Shuang handed over a cup of dark tea. Drinking a cup of dark tea after drinking is very effective in sobering up.

Feng Sizhe took a sip of the water, then slowly asked Li Shuang, "Was it Commander Deng who was on the phone just now? Who was he talking to?"

"Boss, the situation is like this. The inspector named Jia Zhengyi from the Ministry of Public Security heard that you came to Commander Deng, so he chased you here, saying that he wanted to verify some situations with you. But they were pulled down at the gate of the military region. It was the gate guard who was talking to Commander Deng just now. Commander Deng instructed the guards not to let those people in and let them bother you." Li Shuang diligently told him everything he knew.

Feng Sizhe was a little angry when he heard that Jia Zhengyi had chased him here. He had already left Haibei City as the other party requested, but he didn't expect that these people didn't want to let him go. What did they want to do? Wasn't it enough for them? Did they want his life?

"Well, is Commander Deng in the living room?" Feng Sizhe thought for a moment and decided to thank Deng Tiejun first. You know, the people in the Ministry of Public Security are not easy to offend. To put it bluntly, if you are not careful, you will be attacked and retaliated by them. In other words, Deng Tiejun was taking certain political risks when he gave orders to the guards.

"Yes." Li Shuang answered. Then, seeing Feng Sizhe was about to stand up, he quickly reached out to help him.

After Feng Sizhe left, he walked into the living room not far away. Seeing Deng Tiejun talking angrily on the phone, he smiled and said, "Uncle Deng, thank you."

"Sizhe, you're awake. Hi, it's all my fault. I woke you up because my voice was too loud. But it's also because I was really angry. Some people just don't know how to restrain themselves. They just keep getting more and more. You have already left Haibei City. What else do these people want to do? You are a victim, not a perpetrator. Are they crazy?" When talking about the phone call just now, Deng Tiejun couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Seeing Deng Tiejun's angry look, Feng Sizhe quickly spoke to comfort him, "Uncle Deng, don't bother with this kind of person. It's not worth it."

"Hey, I also know it's not worth it. I'm worried about you, Sizhe. To be honest, do you have any solution? It's not a good thing to be forced to retreat by the other party like this." Deng Tiejun, who was clear about the inside story of the matter, asked Feng Sizhe in a concerned tone.

When Deng Tiejun asked this, Feng Sizhe smiled and said, "Thank you Uncle Deng for your concern. I actually have some ideas, but they are not mature yet."

What Feng Sizhe said was right. He did have a plan to fight back against the pressure put on him by some leaders in Kyoto. However, this was a big game and he didn't know who would win in the end or whether things would develop as he wished. So he couldn't say much now. But there was one thing, that was that he had already started to prepare for his plan.

"Okay, I'm glad you have a way. Don't worry, if you need your uncle Deng, just let me know. I will definitely support you." Deng Tiejun said quickly, patting his chest.

"Thank you, Uncle Deng." Although Feng Sizhe knew that Deng Tiejun was able to help him because of He Shasha's father, he still wanted to express his gratitude. If you want someone to help you, it's best if you do it willingly.

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After Yao Dejiang returned home in the evening after finishing his work, he went into the study, picked up the phone in the study and dialed a number.

The telephone in Yao Dejiang's study was specially treated and was not easily monitored. He waited until he got home to make the call for safety reasons. After all, using the company's telephone to communicate with Kyoto was not very secure. Besides, it was not appropriate to let more people know what he said. After all, he was still the Organization Minister of Guangxi Province, and he could not let his superiors feel that he was disrespectful to them.

I said it was disrespectful because Yao Dejiang was dissatisfied with the provincial party committee's handling of Feng Sizhe, because before that, he received a call from Miao Yunfeng, the current executive vice minister of the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee. During the call, Miao Yunfeng only told him to be optimistic about Feng Sizhe's appointment in Haibei and to use his power to prevent anyone from touching Feng Sizhe. At that time, he also agreed without hesitation, because he thought that the Miao family was making a fuss this time. The Ministry of Public Security sent an investigation team, but Feng Sizhe was the victim. Even if they wanted to change the positions of some people, they would not touch the victim.

Yao Dejiang, who had never taken things seriously, only realized today when he saw the official letter from the Haibei Municipal Party Committee that he was careless. What made him even angrier was that some people had bypassed him and directly decided on Feng Sizhe's affairs. He felt that he could not explain to the Miao family, so now he was calling the Miao family, with the main purpose of admitting his mistake.

"Hello, is this Minister Miao?" After the call was connected, Yao Dejiang heard a man's voice and asked hurriedly and carefully.

"I'm Miao Fengshan." The person on the other end of the phone introduced himself, but Yao Dejiang was shocked by this. He didn't expect that the person who answered the phone was the old man of the Miao family. He immediately said in a very respectful tone, "Hello, Mr. Miao, I'm Xiao Yao from Guangxi Province."

"Oh, it's Xiao Yao, what's up? Is your work as the Organization Minister of Guangxi Province going well?" Miao Fengshan paused for a moment before saying this, which immediately made Yao Dejiang very excited. Think about it, Mr. Miao has not been involved in political affairs for several years, but after he just reported his last name, he knew his current position. What does this mean? This fully shows that he has always been concerned about him. He originally thought that as a member of the Miao family, he was only valued by Miao Yunfeng, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. Of course, this is not the first time he has talked to Mr. Miao on the phone.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Miao, my work is going well, but..." Suddenly Yao Dejiang thought of what he wanted to say on the phone today. He finally got through to Mr. Miao on the phone, but he wanted to report bad news instead of good news. He really didn't know how to say this.

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