Song Wendi showed a bleak expression on his face, and said with emotion: "I am just a chess piece."
Shen Hanchun pondered: "The higher you go, the less free you become, right?"
Song Wendi nodded and laughed self-deprecatingly, "The leaders above are all playing chess. Their chessboard is not big, but every chess piece that enters the chessboard will become their focus. Just like Governor Wei, he is not incompetent, but he must be abandoned in order to activate the chess game of a certain leader."
Shen Hanchun said: "Tell me what you really think."
Song Wendi's face showed a solemn expression, and he said: "Old Shen, I know that the passion in your body has never diminished, and so have I. When we first entered the officialdom, we witnessed many unfair and unhealthy phenomena. Although it has improved in recent years, if it is not cured, sooner or later, this system will collapse. However, if I am the only one on this road, I can only do as much as an ant trying to shake a tree, so I need to walk with someone. You and I once had a common dream, so I sincerely invite you!"
Shen Hanchun smiled and said, "Old Song, you think too highly of me. You have so many capable people under you now."
Song Wendi has trained many cadres based on Qiongjin over the years, and they have achieved good results in various positions. So now Song Wendi is really powerful. Not only has he inherited Li Siyuan's resources, but he has also trained his own echelon. If we put aside the Li family, the power in Song Wendi's hands is enough to make him as stable as a mountain in his current position.
Song Wendi shook his head slowly and said, "Old Shen, I don't need a follower now, but a companion."
Shen Hanchun sighed and said, "I can't keep up with your pace."
Song Wendi said seriously: "As long as you are willing, we can still walk side by side."
Shen Hanchun was stunned for a long while, and when he came to his senses, he saw Song Wendi waving goodbye and floating away. Song Wendi's sincerity was evident, but Shen Hanchun suddenly felt a sense of loss, not because Song Wendi took the initiative to extend an olive branch, making him feel like he was being given alms, but because there was a big gap between him and Song Wendi, and this gap was not in business ability, but in the scale of mind. If it were him, he would probably find it difficult to do so.
Someone has said before that people with high emotional intelligence have better prospects in officialdom. Shen Hanchun has always been disdainful of this, but facts have proved that Song Wendi, who has higher emotional intelligence but slightly lower IQ, is more suitable for officialdom than himself.
The phone vibrated a few times. Shen Hanchun walked over and turned on the screen. Fang Zhicheng had sent him a text message.
Shen Hanchun shook his head helplessly, wondering if the master and apprentice were deliberately trying to trap him. But thinking carefully, he realized that his current state was not of much value to Song Fang and the others. Even if he was trapped, so what
"Uncle-master, how have you been lately?" Although Fang Zhicheng's tone was not that slick, it always made people feel that he deserved a beating.
Shen Hanchun sighed and said, "Are you here to lobby for your master again?"
Fang Zhicheng laughed and said, "That's right. My master was afraid that you would get stuck in a rut again, so he asked me to have a conversation with you. Actually, I think people need to learn to be flexible sometimes. Although Governor Wei is a big mountain, his relationship with you is just like that after all. Once the interests are cut off, it's over. It's not like the relationship between you, me and my master, which can never be severed."
Shen Hanchun laughed and scolded angrily: "It's like your relationship with your master has become so bad."
Fang Zhicheng interrupted deliberately and said, "My master has always said that you are an insurmountable mountain in his heart."
Shen Hanchun sighed and said, "It seems that you two are forcing me to make a decision. Well, I'll be more straightforward. Whether Governor Wei leaves Huainan or not, I will always support Old Song. Are you satisfied now?"
Fang Zhicheng laughed and said, "I have successfully completed the task."
Shen Hanchun smiled and said, "Zhicheng, although Old Song is doing well now, there is still an insurmountable line above him. So I think his expectations will eventually fall on you. You have to shoulder the mission and responsibility."
Shen Hanchun's words were full of earnestness. Song Wendi's path could only take him to the Politburo at best. It was almost impossible for him to enter the Politburo Standing Committee because that was the top level of the entire Chinese system. It required not only extraordinary abilities but also strong system support.
"If we can't reach that critical position, our dream will never come true." Shen Hanchun said with a sigh, "People may rush for a breath. Your master and I are the same kind of people. We both have ideals and want to create a truly fair social environment. This era requires several generations to work hard."
Fang Zhicheng felt the heavy pressure. Song Wendi and Shen Hanchun were both cadres with ideals and aspirations. There were quite a few of them among Chinese officials. They were full of ideals and ambitions, and their brilliance would not fade with time. He said softly, "Uncle Master, I understand what you mean. I am willing to carry the burden forward."
Chapter 0994: If You Make a Mistake, You Should Admit It
Song Wendi has become accustomed to returning home at night, and then standing in front of the villa, looking at the window on the third floor, although the curtains are drawn, a little hazy light can be seen. This is the feeling of home, even at late night, there are people waiting for you. After the driver parked the car, he quickly turned to the passenger side and opened the door. Song Wendi smiled and said, "My friend, you have worked hard during this period."
Tiejun smiled and said, "This is my job. Compared to you, what I do is insignificant. For example, when you are in a meeting, I can choose to rest. And you rarely have a chance to rest in the car, you are always flipping through documents."
Song Wendi patted Tiejun's shoulder gently. Now it was different from the past. It was difficult for him to trust anyone, including Tiejun, and it was difficult for him to fully trust him.
Song Wendi smiled and said, "I'll give you two days off tomorrow."
Tiejun watched Song Wendi walk slowly into the yard before driving away. Although Song Wendi did not completely open up to Tiejun, Tiejun still had full respect and admiration for Song Wendi. Ever since the driver betrayed him in Yinzhou, Song Wendi kept rotating his drivers. Tiejun knew that he would not be able to stay for long, but he still worked diligently to do his job well.
Hanging her coat on the hanger, Wen Feng slowly walked down the stairs. She was wearing a thin silk pajamas, with her hair slightly messy and draped over her shoulders. "Why are you here so late again? There's chicken soup in the kitchen. I'll heat it up for you."
Song Wendi smiled and nodded, saying, "No matter how hard it is, when I see you, all my fatigue disappears."
Wen Feng rolled her eyes at Song Wendi in annoyance and said, "You are an old married couple, but you are still so clingy."
Wenfeng walked into the kitchen, turned down the fire of the slow-cooking soup pot, and was about to take a small bowl to fill with soup when she suddenly felt a warmth under her armpit. She laughed and spat, "Damn it, you scared me."
Hearing the heavy breathing coming from her ears, Wen Feng stopped moving and slowly turned around. Song Wendi reached out and lifted her up by the waist.
Wenfeng slowly raised her head back, her blood seemed to boil, she felt Song Wendi's big hand caressing her chest, she couldn't help but sing twice in her throat. Song Wendi bent down and kissed Wenfeng's slender white neck, Wenfeng hugged Song Wendi tightly, her fingers digging into Song Wendi's skin.
"Why are you so wild today?" Wen Feng asked with a gasp. Having been married to Song Wendi for so many years, Song Wendi had never been interested in marital affairs. Even though their relationship had become harmonious now, he always just did his due diligence and had never shown such a burning desire.
Song Wendi thought Wenfeng was so beautiful. Her red lips and fair skin attracted him everywhere, so he wanted to possess her.
Wenfeng's body was very soft and elastic. Song Wendi was surprised because it seemed like he discovered for the first time that his wife's body was so tempting.
Song Wendi panted and said heavily: "There is a beast hidden in everyone's heart. Do you like beasts or gentlemen?"
Wen Feng seemed to have turned into a small boat, floating in the air under the power of Song Wendi, but she sincerely enjoyed this wonderful feeling.
Wen Feng smiled a little excitedly and said, "Although I like gentlemen, I have experienced it too many times after all, so I might as well try the taste of a beast."
Song Wendi seemed to be stimulated. He lifted Wenfeng's shirt and then unbuckled her belt. Wenfeng's cold palms swam into her clothes like a snake. The feeling was wonderful. He was about to respond when suddenly Wenfeng's eyes showed surprise. Song Wendi stood there as if he was electrocuted and no longer made any movement.
Time stopped, everything stood still. After a long while, Song Wendi awkwardly helped Wenfeng put away her clothes, and said with a wry smile: "Is this the so-called midlife crisis?"