Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

The facts were just as Li Weijun had expected. When Jiang Zhenyuan heard that his son-in-law Li Huaide, whom he already disliked, was taking advantage of his remaining power to act recklessly in the steel mill.

After seeing all those disgraceful things he had done, such as excluding Director Yang, having improper relationships with female employees in the same factory, forming cliques and factions, he couldn't help but frown.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then said without hesitation: "It is difficult to draw the bones of a tiger, and you can only know the face but not the heart. The younger generations of the Li family are really embarrassing and humiliating their ancestors. Fengfeng, I already know these things. You stay at home for a few days. I happen to have to go back to the capital to report on my work in a while. I will kill his prestige."

When Li Weijun heard Jiang Zhenhua beat all the people with the surname Li to death with a stick, he could not help but touch his nose in embarrassment and coughed a few times: "Uncle, in my opinion, Li Huaide's behavior should be investigated in detail. If Sister Xifeng and I talk about it without any actual evidence, it would be a bit hasty."

Jiang Zhenhua pondered for a moment, then shook his head nonchalantly: "It's okay. I know what I am doing. The evidence is irrefutable and I won't allow him to make excuses. But you, like Shi Ke, have learned to sacrifice your relatives for the sake of justice. Without your uncle Li, I'm afraid your days in the steel mill will be difficult in the future."

Sure enough, just as Jiang Xifeng had guessed before she came, all Jiang Zhenhua needed was an excuse. As for whether there was solid evidence or not, it was irrelevant. As long as he had a legitimate reason, it was generally correct.

Li Weijun was in high spirits and said hurriedly: "Uncle, as a contemporary youth, we should have this awareness and ambition. People like Li Huaide, who are black sheep and spoil the whole pot of soup, must be punished as an example to serve as a warning to the future."

As if he had expected such an answer, Jiang Zhenhua, whose temples were a little gray, nodded in satisfaction and ignored Li Weijun.

Instead, he chatted with Jiang Xifeng about trivial matters of family life. Li Weijun saw the deep affection between the father and daughter and felt it was awkward for him to be a third wheel here.

After saying hello to Jiang Xifeng, he walked around the pavilions and gardens to observe them.

One has to admit that Jiang Zhenhua is obviously quite knowledgeable about pavilions and buildings. The terraces, corridors, flowers and green plants are all arranged just right.

Come to think of it, after fighting for a lifetime, it’s time to enjoy yourself.

But unfortunately, in today's world where material resources are scarce and we urgently need to accumulate wealth, these behaviors still seem inappropriate.

Li Weijun himself lived in Beijing. He had a Phoenix brand bicycle, a crystal radio, a Shanghai brand steel watch, and he was even a projectionist, a job that many people were vying to become.

He seems to be very successful and a winner in life, but what does he really mean in the eyes of people born in Rome?

He is nothing but scraps and debris, a beggar in cotton clothes. No matter how gorgeously he dresses, as long as the color of his blood is not bright enough, he will still be just a beggar in contempt.

At best, he is a beggar leader...

But is this the nature of the world?

Is that how it should be?

You pick up manure, and I am the Prime Minister. Can we really generalize?

Li Weijun's mind was full of random thoughts, combined with the information he had obtained from reading newspapers these days.

I couldn't help feeling melancholy and lost.

Covering his eyebrows with his hands, Li Weijun looked at the dazzling and scorching sun in the sky, as if he was thinking about something.

Midsummer is wonderful, with plenty of light and heat.

With devastating energy, heat swept across the sky, baking all things in the world, and all evil spirits and monsters had nowhere to hide.

But unfortunately, the sun will set, and dusk and night will still come as scheduled in the evening.

The scorching summer heat is dispelled and the world falls into silence.

Sometimes,

Knowing too much is a good thing...

After Jiang Xifeng and Jiang Zhenhua finished talking about the father-daughter relationship, this lady from a noble family, who had finally gotten what she wanted, breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Li Weijun sitting in the pavilion, his clear eyes were full of joy: "According to my father's opinion, he supports me and Li Huaide to get a divorce certificate. I was afraid that he would hesitate, and even prepared to activate the backup plan. Now it seems that I was worrying too much."

"Backup plan? Have you discussed it beforehand?"

Li Weijun was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He didn't expect that this woman actually had a trick up her sleeve behind his back.

This made me so afraid of making mistakes in front of Jiang Zhenhua and missing out on important things.

It is really meticulous and flawless.

"Backup plan, don't tell it unless you have no other choice."

Jiang Xifeng realized that she had said something wrong and turned a blind eye to it.

"Okay, this matter has come to an end for now. I think we'd better avoid suspicion during the remaining time. You can also take care of your own things. How about you, after you accompany my father to finish the meal, I will ask the guards to take you to the guesthouse?"

"Forget it. I'm a wild boar and can't chew fine bran. My two legs won't slow me down much. It's also nice to take a look at the local customs and people along the way."

Li Weijun politely declined the invitation to dine together, and after whispering with Jiang Xifeng for a while, he strode out of the Jiang Mansion.

Not to mention, after leaving the Jiang family, Li Weijun's feeling of being at a loss was much lessened. He glanced at the various shops lined up on the roadside and the noisy and bustling atmosphere of the city.

But he felt extremely at ease in his heart. After all, Li Weijun was still an ordinary man, and the smell of fireworks was what soothed the hearts of ordinary people the most.