Modern Cultivation Record

After arriving in the city, Ye Feng stopped and remembered a name he had heard for a long time, Han Zheng, and that name helped him solve a problem that day. Although it's just a small trouble for him, he also accepts his love.

He is even Han Shuxuan's father.

I haven’t seen Han Shuxuan for several months. These short months seem to have passed for many years. I can’t help but miss her at this moment. The Zitong in her hand is what she gave and represents her heart. One day, he Will look for her, but the time is still immature.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng planned to see Han Zheng. He had a good relationship first. With a smile on his face, he spotted the direction of the city government, flashed again and again, and disappeared in place.

He appeared and disappeared in the crowd, disappeared and reappeared, like a ghost, his figure can be seen everywhere, and he was hundreds of kilometers away in one move, and no one could find a person like a fairy passing by.

He walks freely with a smile at the corner of his mouth. This kind of solitary enjoyment has always been his delight. Seeing the crowded sentient beings around him, he can't help but develop a high mentality in his heart. Look, these are mortals, who don’t do tomorrow, do not cultivate the Tao, and have rushed for a lifetime. After all, they are nothing but a plume of smoke, passing away with time.

And he, bowing his head and pinching his fingers, carefully comprehending his own strength, gave birth to a great joy. He knew that with his current strength, at least he could live for more than a thousand years, far beyond the ordinary.

Throughout the millennium, we have made progress all the time, increased longevity every moment, and have no end to the world. Heaven can't stop it.

This is longevity!

This is cultivation!

This is life!

Thinking of this, Ye Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, drew bursts of surprise and shock, while he continued to sway leisurely all the way to the towering, magnificent city government building.

In the mayor's office, Han Zheng is sitting behind a large desk, leaning back on the swivel chair slightly, his index finger gently rubbing his temples to relieve fatigue.

With the arrival of 2012, the whole world has undergone earth-shaking changes. Today, the city government, small meetings, and various banquets and entertainments all day long are constantly discussing how the society should be governed in the future and how their interests are distributed. All things need to be carefully discussed and deliberated everywhere.

Although, Han Zheng, as the mayor of Jiangnan City, can put on a slap in the face, and he doesn't care about anyone and ignore the troubles.

However, officials have their own set of rules for being an official. Those who should participate must participate. There must be no less than one party. Otherwise, others will think that you are not giving face and your subordinates will be alienated. When he ran to the secretary of the municipal party committee, sooner or later he, the mayor, would also become a polished commander.

And this is what Han Zhengwan doesn't want to see.

Moreover, these days he was annoyed by the mysterious master, whoever had a person who could not be controlled in his jurisdiction would be painful, and he would never offend him, which was simply aggrieved.

Therefore, Rao Han Zheng exercises regularly and is full of energy, and he also ordered a lot of health-enhancing medicinal liquor from Ge Jianlong. In the past one or two months, he felt a bit exhausted.

In the office, besides Han Zheng, there is a secretary who is helping him tidy up the file rack. This secretary is named Fang Yi, who was just transferred by Han Zheng two months ago.

"Xiao Fang, have you arranged the dinner with Zhou Yunxiang in the evening?" Han Zheng continued to rub his temples, closing his eyes, and asked a little tiredly.

"It's all arranged. At the Shangri-La Hotel, at 7:30 in the evening, Secretary Zhou said that he would be on time for the appointment." Although Han Zheng raised his head and closed his eyes, Fang Yi did not dare to neglect, and Li Mang put down the documents in his hand. He stood up straight and replied respectfully.

"Zhou Yunxiang likes Erguotou, later you remember to ask the hotel to prepare more high-quality Erguotou." Han Zheng finally put down his hands, stood up with a teacup, and prepared to add some water, while confessing.

Zhou Yunxiang is the deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee. In recent days, the security of Jiangnan City has to rely on his full assistance, which can be described as a heavy responsibility. Take the birth of the Longzhen ruins a few days ago as an example. A large group of foreigners went to Longzhen, and this matter might cause major social unrest.

Therefore, this week Yunxiang's weight is getting heavier and heavier.

"I've already explained it." Fang Yi obviously understood Han Zheng's intentions. While talking, he hurried forward to take the teacup and filled it with Han Zheng.

Han Zheng was satisfied with Fang Yi's answer, with a slight smile on his face, he nodded and muttered, and then he took a sip from his teacup.

At this moment, Han Zheng's cell phone rang, and Fang Yi hurriedly took his teacup cleverly.

As the mayor of Jiangnan City, Han Zheng has great power. In general, few people call his mobile phone except for relatives and friends. At this time, Shiyou family members called and asked if he would go home for dinner.

Remembering that his daughter at Jinling University seemed to have been dropped into a military base for training as a human elite. It has been a long time since he went home to eat. A trace of bitterness appeared on Han Zheng’s face. He would rather his daughter Han Shuxuan not become a human elite. It makes it difficult for me to even see my daughter now.

With a wry smile and shook his head, Han Zheng picked up the phone.

However, when Han Zheng saw the number displayed on the phone screen, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression became a little dignified and nervous. He gestured towards Fang Yi who was passing water to him, and said in a deep voice, "It's Ye Sir? What can I do?"

This was the second time he received a call from Ye Feng, saying in his heart that he was not nervous is a fake.

A few days ago, Li Yunfeng of the central TS department had an all-night talk with Han Zheng in his office. After coming out of the office, Han Zheng became serious, and the object of their conversation was Ye Feng from Jiangnan City, the innate strong Ye Feng. , No enemy class.

When he knew that Ye Feng was his daughter's classmate, his face became very exciting, and many of the doubts he had before became clear.

That day, Li Yunfeng gave him a number and warned him that no matter what Ye Feng wants to do, Jiangnan City must cooperate fully.

Fang Yi saw that Han Zheng took the initiative to greet and ask questions with a solemn expression, and he couldn't help but thump a few times, and hurriedly stepped aside, thinking that he didn't know who was on the other end of the phone that made Mayor Han faint. A look of tension.

"You helped me in the affairs of my villa that day. I just came to the city today. I will stop by here to see you. Besides, you are also Han Shuxuan's father. He and I are classmates. If there is nothing important in the evening, we will eat together. Let's have a meal! How do you think?" Ye Feng's young and faint voice came on the phone, and nothing seemed to make him make waves.

For Ye Feng, Han had some thoughts of staying away.

After all, Ye Feng is not an ordinary person. From what Li Yunfeng hinted at, he was a powerful man with peerless force and a comprehensive force comparable to the military, and he was a powerful man who needed to be provided in the government.

People like Ye Feng won't care about the little power in your hands. If they don't pleasing to the eye, it will be solved directly by violence, which can cause a lot of trouble.

Although, Han Zheng did not believe that he, the mayor, could not deal with a young man with all his strength.

However, such a strong man was not something that Han Zheng could provoke. The four words of innate strong man attracted him like magic. What's more, Li Yunfeng from the TS department gave him a lot of advice.

Therefore, even if Ye Feng made an excessive request, he had to find a way to solve it. Therefore, Han Zheng was a little afraid of Ye Feng's excessive request at this time, and some looked forward to a legendary powerhouse like Ye Feng.

Fortunately, apart from the trouble in the first time, Ye Feng did not make any excessive demands. Listening to his tone today, it seems that he wants to thank him for helping last time. Han Zheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. , Haha said with a smile: "Mr. Ye is so polite, I don't know where you are now?"

"Oh, I'm going to your municipal government building soon." Ye Feng looked around and let out a faint cry.

"Then I will come down immediately, and please wait a while." Han Zheng was slightly surprised when he heard that Ye Feng was downstairs, and said hurriedly.

"Okay, it's me in the cyan casual clothes." Ye Feng smiled, the mayor is still good.

Hanging up the phone, Han Zheng turned to Yi and said, "Call Zhou Yunxiang and say that I have something to do. I will have dinner with him tomorrow night. I will also book a new box, which is also Shangri-La. I want the best box and let Xiao Wang immediately. Drive the car downstairs and wait."

Fang Yi hurriedly dialed the driver's death after hearing this. He was secretly shocked and curious. He didn't know what was behind the phone, so Mayor Han turned off the important meal tonight, and he also asked for the best one. In the box, and immediately go to meet him in person.

On the other hand, when Ye Feng hung up the phone, he walked to the city government building. Looking at the magnificent building in front of him, he couldn't help but look at the city government a bit. Obviously, it was not much better than the one in Jinling.

Glancing at the armed police standing straight in front of the city government gate, they should have strengthened their guard, and the density is at least several times higher than before. Ye Feng was about to find a suitable place to wait for Han Zheng. At this moment, he saw a young man of more than one meter seven meters tall and a gentle face walking towards him with a briefcase.

Ye Feng didn't care much at first, but when the man came closer, he found that the young man was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but secretly curious.

While Ye Feng was secretly curious, the man also saw Ye Feng with a look of surprise on his face.

"Ye Feng? You are Ye Feng!" The man stared at Ye Feng for a while, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "It's really you, why did your kid come here? I really can't see it, he's all grown up. Up."

Feng froze for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this person in front of him was actually his political teacher in his first year of high school, Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun is not very young, and he is a few years older than Ye Feng. It seems that he became a teacher and taught high school as soon as he graduated, and took great care of him back then.

But later I heard that he resigned to take the civil service exam, and I don't know if he was admitted.

After all, the two hadn't seen each other for several years, and they almost didn't know each other.

"It turned out to be Teacher Zhang. I didn't expect to meet you here!" Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a little more happy when he unexpectedly met the teacher in high school.

"Hey, I stopped being a teacher a long time ago. Don't call me a teacher. Just call Zhang Ge. Hehe." Zhang Jun used to mingled with them and called them brothers. The appearance of each teacher does not need to be limited. The identity of the teacher.

"Okay, Brother Zhang, haha!"

"By the way, what are you doing here?" The two exchanged a few words, and Zhang Jun asked curiously.

"Wait for a friend!" Ye Feng said with a smile.

Zhang Jun wanted to ask who Ye Feng was waiting for. At this time, his mobile phone rang. He picked up the mobile phone and took a look. It was his wife in the City Party Committee Propaganda Department and hurriedly picked it up.

"Zhang Jun, have you arrived?" A woman's voice came from the phone, with a hint of condescension in her tone.

"Here we are, now we are in front of the city government building!" Zhang Jun said with a smile while holding his mobile phone, his tone was very gentle, and Ye Feng looked surprised at the side.

You know, Zhang Jun spoke in a different way before.

"Then you just wait there and I will be there soon."

Before Zhang Jun finished speaking the word ‘ok’, he hung up on the other end.

"Brother Zhang, is your wife's phone number?" Ye Feng asked with a smile, seeing that Zhang Jun seemed to be a strict wife now.

"Yes, it's from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, so he speaks more assertively and with extraordinary momentum." Zhang Jun laughed and laughed at himself humorously.

Feng smiled upon hearing this, and put aside the topic: "What about you? You are not a teacher, so what are you doing now?"

"Me? Run errands." Zhang Jun smiled. "An officer of the Xiangcheng District Working Committee, do some small things."

"That's right, those who eat imperial food have a future!" Ye Feng smiled, and he secretly said that he was right when he resigned. "Hey, what's the future? Isn't that the case? Actually, it's just getting some dead wages. Especially my job, the whole is the aunt of a neighborhood committee! Sometimes I think about it, it's better to teach you this. Where's the little bastard."

As he spoke, his face showed a touch of loneliness again, as if there was something annoying. Ye Feng's mind can be said to be exquisite now. He has seen it a long time ago, but the other party doesn't mention him or asks, so he smiles.

"Hehe, it's good anyway."

"By the way, how about you? Aren't you at a university? How did you come out?" Zhang Jun had a deep doubt on his face. He had heard that many universities are now blocked, so how did Ye Feng come out? This is a problem.

Then, Zhang Jun glanced at Ye Feng, wearing casual clothes. He then remembered that Ye Feng should be a college student at this time, but with the arrival of 2012, many universities have their own arrangements. He didn't know where Ye Feng was located. what is the problem.

"Now, leaving school temporarily." Ye Feng replied casually.