The officialdom of rebirth

Chapter [-] Son

Chen Yang didn't know if Fang Qing was a representative of the National People's Congress, but based on his judgment, he probably wasn't. Since he wasn't a representative of the National People's Congress, appearing here at this time made him break out in a cold sweat.For a moment, his heart was numb, and he didn't know what to do.

If Fang Tonghe asks Lu Nian to bring his daughter over later, and then confronts him face-to-face, he doesn't know what face to face the other party, although as Fang Tonghe, this kind of piercing the window paper makes everyone The possibility of feeling awkward is very slim, but it doesn't mean there is no possibility.

Fang Tonghe, on the other hand, was not affected by his daughter's waiting outside. Except for the meaningful look he gave Chen Yang just now, he didn't have much expression on his face. On the sand, motionless, but as if everything is under control.

Next, he asked several questions that he cared about one after another. They were all about current affairs and economics. In the words of ordinary people, they were all vague and unrealistic. Height, when referring to the problems of these high-rise buildings, has its profound meaning.

Due to the influence of Fang Qing's sudden visit, Chen Yang's train of thought was interrupted, and he couldn't flow smoothly. The other party Tonghe raised a question and briefly talked about his own views, but in his heart he only hoped that the conversation would end early. purpose revealed.Fang Qing's sudden arrival was definitely not accidental, and he knew it well.

As a leader, Fang Tonghe's time is more precious than gold. After seeing that Chen Yang had other interests, he seemed to know why, but he also planned to end this conversation.

After saying a few words, he put down his teacup and said lightly: "I have worked at the grassroots level for many years, and I know the importance and difficulty of grassroots work. Xizhou's development is not bad, but there are still many problems. Tell me, you go back and deal with it yourself." He added, "You also attended the meeting held by the general secretary at the party school that day, so you must pay attention to the spirit of the general secretary's speech."

Chen Yang's heart trembled when he heard the words. He remembered that at the party school that day, it seemed that Fang Tonghe didn't attend the meeting. Why did he hear what he meant, as if he knew everything well?But he said nothing.

But Fang Tonghe paused for a while, took a sip of hot tea, turned his head to look at Chen Yang, and then continued to speak slowly: "Chen Yang, you are also an official in charge of the government now. It is a good thing to have made certain achievements in work, but I still hope that you can keep in mind that in the final analysis, politics can be summed up in one sentence, making your friends more and making your enemies less.”

Chen Yang was taken aback when he heard that, he didn't expect Fang Tonghe to say such words to him, and these words were obviously some of Fang Tonghe's experience in politics for many years.

Fang Tonghe didn't give Chen Yang time to ponder the meaning of his words. After finishing speaking, he waved his hands and said, "Okay, that's all for today's conversation. You can go with Lu Nian later. Fang Qing is also here."

Although Fang Tonghe's concluding remarks were very short, Chen Yang's heart was shocked after hearing it. Obviously, Fang Tonghe actually knew everything he should know, but what did he mean by asking himself to speak clearly with Fang Qing?What can be said about this kind of men and women?unless

A thought suddenly popped up in Chen Yang's mind that he didn't want to accept.

Fang Tonghe ignored Chen Yang's secret astonishment, "You don't have to guess, I called Fang Qing over, you can go and find her, but I hope you can take this opportunity today to talk about everything between you two. clear."

Although Chen Yang had some confusion in his mind, since Fang Tonghe had already said something, he had no choice but to follow through.Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately stood up and said, "Okay, Vice Premier Fang."

After that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Fang Tong watched Chen Yang leave with sharp eyes from behind. He shook his head slowly, sighed long after the room door closed again, then lit a cigarette and took a sip, but because he had quit for many years But not used to it, he coughed lightly, then extinguished the cigarette, closed his eyes, and leaned back behind the sand.

Indeed, it is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework. Even a high-ranking and powerful person like him will find it difficult to face the messy things of the younger generation.

After Chen Yang left the door, he immediately ran into Lu Nian who was waiting outside.

"You come with me."

Secretary Lu didn't say much, and immediately led Chen Yang to the door of a lounge not far away. After stopping, he motioned, "Miss Fang is inside, you go in."

After finishing speaking, Lu Nian turned and left calmly.

Chen Yang seemed to realize something, even though he was upset, he still pushed open the door gently.

There was a creaking sound at the door, and half an hour after he pushed it open, his figure suddenly froze, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to move even half a step.

Of course there will be no monsters in the room, and Fang Qing is indeed there, wearing a simple women's suit, sitting on the Changsha in the lounge.What really changed Chen Yang's face was that there was not only Fang Qing in the room, but also a little boy over three years old, and when Chen Yang opened the door, this little boy was standing by the coffee table, Under Fang Qing's guidance, she was practicing Mao's handwriting on the copybook with a depressed face.

Suddenly a stranger pushed the door and entered, the little boy immediately dropped his pen and looked up curiously towards the door.

Although the little boy is young, he speaks very slickly, speaks standard Mandarin, and doesn't seem to be afraid of strangers, and doesn't feel nervous at all because of the sudden intrusion of a stranger like Chen Yang.Seeing a strange uncle, he just asked in a childish voice: "Mom, an uncle has come in."

The moment the little boy opened his mouth to speak, all the mysteries that had been hidden in Chen Yang's heart for a long time disappeared in an instant.

He knew that he had guessed correctly, that the little boy whom he had met at the Armed Police General Hospital that day was his own son.Although it had been more than two years and the little boy had grown up a lot, the blood relationship between father and son could not be cut off artificially.In fact, he had this feeling when he saw the little boy for the first time that day.

Fang Qing seemed to have known that Chen Yang would come for a long time. When she heard the door opening, she didn't even bother to raise her head. Instead, she scolded the little boy with an angry face: "Xiaojun, how many times has Mom told you, practice?" You have to concentrate when you write, and you can't make mistakes, why can't you get rid of this bad habit?"

The little boy guessed that he was often scolded by his stern mother, so he quickly shut up, looked away at the strange uncle at the door, picked up the brush on the table with an aggrieved face, and continued to write on the spread rice paper stand up.Judging from the posture in which he holds the pen, he is rigid. It seems that he has been practicing writing for a long time.Thinking about a little kid who was only a little over three years old, being forced to practice calligraphy by the elders, the good childhood was ruined, it has to be said that it is also a kind of sadness.

Chen Yang didn't speak, but just stood silently at the door, looking at the little boy who was serious about learning to write a few meters away. Suddenly, he seemed to understand the meaning of Fang Tonghe's last sentence before.

But Fang Qing still didn't raise her head, and she didn't take the initiative to ask Chen Yang to sit down. She had been meticulously guiding her son to copy the copybook.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed very dignified and strange.

I don't know how long it took before Chen Yang asked calmly, "Xiaojun is my son, right?" Then he closed the door with his backhand.

He has asked Fang Qing this question many times before, and Fang Qing's answer was very firm before saying no, but this time when he asked, Fang Qing did not evade any more, but lowered her head, gently "Hum" sounded.

The answer is yes.

Chen Yang's Adam's apple twitched slightly. At this moment, even though there were thousands of words in his heart, he couldn't utter a single word. At the same time, it seemed that an inexplicable anger surged from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, his nameless anger was not aimed at the clever and cute little boy in front of him, but was aroused by Fang Qing's long-standing lies.

Originally, there might be a turning point in the matter, and there was no need to go to this point today, but now, after meeting in this ghost place arranged by Fang Tong, even though he didn't want to admit it, he actually knew in his heart that the matter was irreversible.

Yes, his son should be named Chen, not Fang.But now, it seems difficult to change.

call!

Chen Yang let out a long breath and suppressed his anger. He knew that anger would not help, it would only make things worse.

At this time, seeing the little boy finally copying a copybook, Fang Qing showed a little smile on her face, and then pulled out a thick thread-bound book from the side as if by magic, and patted the little boy gently. With a chubby little hand, "Xiaojun, you can recite Tang poems here yourself, and my mother will check it later."

The little boy nodded obediently, and Fang Qing slowly got up from the sofa, walked up to Chen Yang, and said expressionlessly, "Come with me, I have something to say to you."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the small room inside.

Although Chen Yang still wanted to stay outside to watch his son a few more times, after Fang Qing walked in, he calmed down rationally and walked quickly into the room.

The room is not big, and there is only a bsp; Fang Qing didn't talk too much nonsense, and when Chen Yang also walked in, she said straight to the point: "Chen Yang, not long after I gave birth to Xiaojun, my dad knew about us Yes, he asked me personally, and I didn't expect to hide it from him, so I told my dad directly, you are Xiaojun's father."

There is nothing to discuss about this issue. People have been killed, and it seems empty to say anything else. What needs to be discussed now is how to deal with the aftermath.