In name only, I, Gao Yuliang, will sink Handong at worst.

Hou Liangping immediately realized that he had done something wrong. What he did seemed fine on the surface, but compared to Zhong Xiaoai, it was clear that he was very immature.

Zhong Xiaoai looked at her husband. She knew her sisters well. Let alone having someone to serve them, they would be lucky to even have a nanny to help with cooking.

Not to mention having her husband wash her feet or serve her on a daily basis.

"Don't even think about gathering the resources of those senior students at Han University for your own use. I'm already here. My rank is higher than yours, and I'm the legitimate daughter of the Zhong family. Whether it's background or rank, my chances are greater than yours."

"I wasn't very kind of me either. Here's what we'll do: from now on, you don't need to report before you go to bed with someone." Zhong Xiaoai used the promise of not needing to report before going to bed with someone to defuse Hou Liangping's resentment.

Hou Liangping had no intention of telling Zhong Xiaoai about his plans to investigate Jingzhou Bank and Ouyang Jing. If he did, Zhong Xiaoai would know that she had previously worked for the Discipline Inspection Commission and was now the director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau, having already made such a significant contribution so soon after arriving.

I'm going to be transferred away.

Hou Liangping's face immediately lit up with joy, as if this reward was especially sweet. "I am indeed not as good as you. Since I cannot be the leader of the Handa Gang, I can be the man behind the leader of the Handa Gang."

"Xiao Ai, is it okay if I'm up there? Are you planning to come to my dorm tonight? They're planning to give us a shared dorm room." Hou Liangping made a request that defied the natural order.

Zhong Xiaoai thought for a moment and said, "No, I'm too tired from just arriving today. Let's do it tomorrow!"

After chatting about his son Hou Haoran's news and situation, Hou Liangping left the office so that Zhong Xiaoai could take a nap.

Hou Liangping stayed in Zhong Xiaoai's office for more than half an hour; although no one said it explicitly, everyone knew it.

After the start of the workday, many people came to report on their work, including Chen Hai.

Office Director Li Huaide came to Zhong Xiaoai's office.

"Director Chung, what are your requirements for the liaison officers? I have a few liaison officers to choose from, and you can also transfer some over."

A secretary is a position that only deputy ministers and above can hold, but a liaison officer is different. Although nominally a liaison officer, their duties are the same as those of a secretary.

Moreover, liaison officers exist at the level of county party secretary and county head.

Li Huaide is the office director, but he's only a section chief. What about the other levels?

Zhong Xiaoai took the list from Li Huaide and looked it over. It was all female names; there were no male liaisons. Li Huaide was obviously aware of the reputation of this kind of thing. If a male liaison had been brought up, the public opinion wouldn't have been good.

That's how it is within the system.

Of course, things are different when you reach a higher position, especially in the provincial party committee. For example, in the eyes of Luo Mei and her group, there is no such thing as a male secretary or a female secretary; there is only the difference between a nuclear-powered donkey and an ox or a horse.

Almost everyone uses male secretaries because men are more motivated.

After taking a look, Zhong Xiaoai said, "Let Lin Keke be my liaison!"

Lin Keke was incredulous when she heard the news, but what could she do? Her uncle was Lin Jianguo, the deputy chief prosecutor; she was just a lowly clerk. This bureau chief had powerful connections.

There was no other choice! A higher-ranking official can crush you.

7 PM.

Hou Liangping and Zhong Xiaoai arrived at Gao Yuliang's No. 3 compound of the Provincial Party Committee. The two were carrying cigarettes, alcohol and tea that Zhong Xiaoai had specially brought from Beijing.

These things were all given to Zhong Xiaoai by her father after she told him about them, and he gave them to her from his own share.

For someone at Gao Yuliang's level, many things are secondary; moreover, Gao Yuliang is quite wealthy, so ordinary things are useless to him.

The books "Those Things of the Ming Dynasty" and "The Great Ming Dynasty 1566" are still being published, with annual royalties fluctuating in the millions. Now that Gao Yuliang's identity has been revealed, sales have accelerated and increased even more this year.

To put it simply, many civil servants have directly adopted "Da Ming Dynasty 1566" as their official guide.

"Xiao Ai, Liang Ping, you're here! Come in quickly! Why did you bring things? You should come and visit your teacher more often." Wu Huifen tried to take the things from their hands.

"Teacher Wu, we can manage on our own, no need to trouble you." Zhong Xiaoai came in carrying the gifts.

At this moment, Gao Yuliang was wearing glasses and reading the Handong Evening News. When he saw that someone had come, he looked over and found that the person was Hou Liangping and Zhong Xiaoai.

"Liangping, Xiao Ai, you're here. I was wondering why Liangping hadn't called me or come to see me after being in Handong for so long. Did you know Zhong Xiao Ai was coming and come along?" Gao Yuliang smiled kindly.

But in Hou Liangping's view, wasn't this just a blatant mockery of him? It implied that he was merely a son-in-law who had no right to make any decisions.

"I haven't seen you all much in over twenty years. Let me take a good look at you. You've all grown up and matured. It was just graduation day, and now you're all parents."

Gao Yuliang's words directly pointed out that the other party hadn't come over for more than 20 years, so why had they recently come to visit this teacher? In those 20 years, Gao Yuliang hadn't received a phone call or text message from either of them.

In the old days, if communication was inconvenient, that was one thing, but what era are we living in now? Can't we even make a phone call?

Zhong Xiaoai then spoke up to defend Hou Liangping: "Teacher, didn't Liangping make a mistake some time ago? He was depressed during that period. Look, he's lost a few pounds. He's so worried about recent events that he can't sleep."

"Liangping and I used to work in Beijing. Back then, transportation and telephones were inconvenient, so wasn't that a delay?"

Wu Huifen quickly tried to smooth things over: "Old man, look what you're saying! They've come to see you, you should be happy, why are you throwing a tantrum? Come in quickly, I made stir-fried green peppers with eggs, braised pork slices, and steamed eel with soy sauce today, all your favorite dishes, come in quickly."