Overview: Prince Jinghai, Hu Chen Shuting

Meng Dehai also stood upstairs with his hands folded.

Follow his gaze.

Many reporters can be seen stopping passers-by to ask questions.

"It's not easy!"

Meng Dehai has been in the system for decades.

He faintly sensed something was wrong.

An Yun's popularity is very high.

However, it is impossible to reach this level.

Just when Meng Dehai was meditating.

More and more reporters gathered in front of the gate.

"What the hell!"

Look at the dark crowd.

Meng Dehai couldn't help but swear!

That night.

An Yun was lying on the sofa watching TV.

An Xiaochen sat on An Yun's stomach, pinching An Yun's cheek with two small hands.

"Dad, hug!"

"What are you looking at?"

An Yun got up and picked up his son.

"Dad is watching TV."

"Would you like to watch it with me?"

An Xiaochen nodded half understanding.

Thus, An Yunge You collapsed on the sofa.

Beside An Yun, An Xiaochen also imitated his father.

He also followed Ge You paralyzed.

The movements of the father and son are almost the same!

"Jingle Bell!"

Just when An Yun was watching TV with his son.

His cell phone rang.

Chen Shuting came out of the bedroom and turned off the TV first.

An Yun glanced at his phone.

is an unfamiliar number.

An Yun frowned slightly.

Only his own father, An Changlin, knew his mobile phone number.

Who is this person?

"Hello, Ann."

"I'm Geng Yanbo."

He answered the phone with doubts.

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded on the other end of the phone.

An Yun suddenly sat up straight.

Is it Geng Yanbo, the leader of the capital?

"Uncle Geng, tell me."

"I'm listening."

An Yun took his mobile phone and stood in front of the window.

An Xiaochen stretched her teeth and claws in Chen Shuting's arms, and Chen Shuting carried An Xiaochen back to the bedroom.

"Xiao An, first of all, I want to apologize to you."

Geng Yanbo on the other end of the phone seemed very tired.

His voice also became very low.

An Yun didn't speak, but just listened attentively.

"About the many journalists looking for you, I will help you solve it."

Geng Yanbo on the other end of the phone smiled wryly.

He also did not expect that An Yun would be rolled up to such a high position.

"Uncle Geng, are you in any trouble?"

An Yun keenly heard the implication in Uncle Geng's words.

"Can I do something for you?"

An Yun's voice was a little dignified.

Geng Yanbo, Uncle Geng is the leader of the capital!

People and things that can make him feel difficult.

That must be an earth-shattering event!

He, the chairman of a small company in Jinghai City.

Can you help Uncle Geng?

"Xiao An, thank you."

Geng Yanbo on the other end of the phone heard what An Yun said.

My heart is still a little more comfortable.

"Things on my side are more complicated."

After careful consideration, Geng Yanbo still decided to reveal some things to An Yun.

After more than ten minutes of long waiting, Geng Yanbo still spoke.

"We're divided on some policy squares."

"Several people believe that we should insist on unwavering public ownership of the economy."

"And I think the most important thing is to develop the private economy."

He listened to Geng Yanbo's voice on the receiver.

An Yun's heart suddenly surged with a huge wave!

This is a battle of routes!

This is an internal struggle among the highest echelons of the country!

He never expected that he would be forced to be swept into a storm of this level!

Back in the past few days, when various TV stations rushed to report their deeds.

An Yun felt that something was wrong!

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The interviews of these reporters are too intensive and frenzied!

Thinking about it now, An Yun's back suddenly burst into cold sweat!

His goal is to disturb the situation of the times.

Establish a huge business empire that can affect the times and the destiny of the country.

This is an extremely large plan.

An Yun originally planned to spend his whole life doing this.

However, now it seems.

He has been involved in the high-level struggle prematurely!

In the eyes of those people, An Yun was simply ashes of chalk.

You don't even need to target it deliberately, you just need to blow your breath.

He will be wiped out.

A sense of fear of facing an unknown fate swept across An Yun's heart in an instant.

An Yun felt his body tremble.

Every cell in my body is in fear!

He began to desperately recall all the words he had said recently.

Is there a word that is out of place.

Is there a word that is inappropriate.

design to politics.

Every word An Yun said.

They may all become tools used by Geng Yanbo's political enemies to attack Geng Yanbo!

Think back to recent events.

An Yun's back was instantly soaked with sweat.