Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Qi Tongwei leaned back in his office chair. "Ruilong, Caterpillar, why did you have to call me 'Brother Wei'? Are you looking for a beating?"

A nonchalant, mocking laugh immediately came from the other end of the phone.

His laughter was frivolous, revealing the carefree attitude of a spoiled brat.

"I just blurted it out, it was a slip of the tongue, just like Viagra."

Zhao Ruilong didn't seem to take Qi Tongwei's displeasure to heart.

"Besides, I made the right choice. Shanshui Manor is one of the most upscale entertainment venues in Handong."

He was secretly pleased with himself.

He owns shares in the Shanshui Manor, which is his backyard.

For entertaining dignitaries and cultivating relationships, the Shanshui Manor is the preferred venue.

In his eyes, the best place should be used to entertain the most important people.

Unfortunately, my good intentions were not appreciated.

I'm a little disappointed.

Zhao Ruilong only stopped bragging after his second sister repeatedly warned him, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have used the word "one of" in his claims.

When it comes to discipline, Qi Tongwei leaves no room for negotiation. "Ruilong, it's not that I'm trying to embarrass you."

Now that the Eight-Point Regulation is in effect, cadres of my rank are not allowed to enter high-end private clubs except on official business.

There are some things you absolutely must not touch.

I reckon many people in Handong are watching my every move.

At such a sensitive juncture, any misstep will be magnified and used against you.

Tian Guofu is a ruthless man, and Sha Ruijin is no pushover either.

Even if Zhao Ruilong was stupid, he would understand.

He immediately dropped his half-joking tone and said, "Platoon leader, I understand."

Let's not go to Shanshui Manor, we can go somewhere else.

You choose the location, I'll take care of the rest.

Before he retired from the army, Qi Tongwei was a platoon leader.

Calling someone "platoon leader" can help build rapport.

This was said by my second sister, Zhao Xiaohui.

For this reason, my second sister also asked me to bring back a few things that I had taken from the army.

It is said to be of great use.

Qi Tongwei stood up. "There's a research institute called Ah Hu Roasting at the north gate of Han University. Drive carefully on the road. It's just you, me, and Chengdu."

Zhao Ruilong was a little confused. "Take the postgraduate entrance exam?"

I really don't want to study. Studying is too hard. It's not something a human being can do. I'd rather be killed. I'm afraid of studying.

Foreign languages ​​are so hard to learn! Ugh, I'm taking a foreign language exam now, and I'd probably only get a single-digit score.

The letters looked like little tadpoles; they recognized me, but I didn't recognize them—it was all a guess.

Spoiled brats hate books and ink the most, and they instinctively resist the idea of ​​studying.

Qi Tongwei shook his head helplessly, "Ruilong, read more books. 'Kaoyan Institute' doesn't mean you have to take the postgraduate entrance exam."

It's not the "kao" in "kaoyan" (graduate school entrance exam), but the "kao" in "kao

The name of a barbecue restaurant. See you there!

A simple, straightforward explanation.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

The next second, the call was disconnected.

Zhao Ruilong breathed a sigh of relief.

Barbecue is great!

As long as it's not something you have to do to get into graduate school, whoever wants to take the exam can go ahead and take it.

He raised his hand and rubbed his hair before dialing his second sister, Zhao Xiaohui's, number.

When the call connected, his voice was filled with grievances.

"Second sister, Qi Tongwei is not going to Shanshui Manor, but insists on going to some barbecue restaurant at Handa University. I guess it's just a small barbecue stall."

He's now the executive vice governor, and he's so high-profile.

Zhao Xiaohui is meticulous and far more insightful than Zhao Ruilong.

Setting down his coffee cup, Ruilong said, "This just proves that Qi Tongwei is very upright."

Put away your childish temper and remember what I told you before.

Do as I say.

Tonight, whatever he says, you must obey unconditionally. Don't try to be clever.

Zhao Ruilong pouted, his face full of dissatisfaction, "Second sister, I just don't understand, why not go to the high-end villa? Why doesn't anyone dare to investigate the Mountain and Water Manor?"

Zhao Xiaohui ignored his complaints and continued to remind him, "I just spoke with Li Dakang on the phone."

The resources Qi Tongwei possesses are terrifying beyond your imagination.

The news has already broken that the total investment in Xuanwu Island is estimated to be at least several billion yuan.

Don't forget Pei Yihong's connection with Elder Pei; in all of Handong, no one dares to touch him easily.

Even if our dad meets Qi Tongwei, he has to be very polite.

Do you understand?

Zhao Ruilong blurted out, "What if he gets carried away and tells me to turn myself in?"

A helpless sigh came from the other end of the phone.

Zhao Xiaohui was disappointed in him.

"Hey, Ruilong, sometimes I really doubt if you're really my younger brother."

Don't worry, it won't happen.

"Your dad's still alive, and no one's touching you yet."

Zhao Ruilong's initial awkwardness dissipated almost entirely. Leaning back in his seat, he casually knocked on the car window.

"Alright, second sister, I'll listen to you."

Tonight I'll keep a low profile and do whatever he tells me to do.

Zhao Xiaohui nodded, and finally added, "Ruilong, remember, talk less and listen more."

Qi Tongwei is a man of deep thoughts and meticulous in his work.

The more low-key and cautious he is, the more frighteningly shrewd he becomes.

The call has ended.

The carriage fell silent again.

Zhao Ruilong gazed thoughtfully at the fleeting street scene outside the window.

He may be arrogant, but he is not stupid.

He always listened to his second sister.

half an hour.

He knocked on the car window. "What are you standing there for? Let's go to Ah Hu's Roasting Research Institute."

The driver nodded. "Okay, sir. Please sit tight and hold on."

Ah Hu Roasting Research Institute is located near the North Gate of Handong University.

The signboard flickered slightly.

The car carrying Qi Tongwei slowly pulled over and stopped.

Qi Tongwei got out of the car, dressed in casual clothes.

Blending into this bustling city, he was so ordinary that he was inconspicuous.

People were coming and going at the store entrance, mostly college students.

Young and vibrant faces, carefree laughter and conversation.

Qi Tongwei slowed his pace and walked slowly into the store.

The store is warm and filled with the rich aroma of charcoal, oil, and cumin.

Tables and chairs were set up in the hall, and noise rose and fell.

Chang Chenghu rolled up his sleeves, revealing strong, defined lines in his forearms.

Quick and efficient, serving food to customers.

Cheng Du carried the kettle and refilled the teapot with tea every now and then.

Since he was the new director, these customers certainly didn't realize that the director of the Guangming branch and the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission were serving them tea and water.

The store is very well organized.

Standing in front of the cashier was a short-haired woman, Zhang Wenjuan, Chang Chenghu's wife.

Fingers flew across the calculator as he looked down to check the bills.

Her features were sharp and capable, without any trace of vulgarity or flattery.

Upon seeing Qi Tongwei, Cheng Du immediately put down his kettle and hurried forward to greet him.

A familiar smile graced his face.

"Brother Tongwei, you've finally arrived."

Qi Tongwei looked around the barbecue restaurant. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

It looked quite impressive. Five years ago, when Cheng Du and I returned to Handong, we met Cheng Du's cousin, Chang Chenghu. Qi Tongwei suggested that we open a barbecue restaurant near Handong University.

Chang Chenghu worked on demolition projects while also running a small shop.

It's mainly managed by his wife, Zhang Wenjuan.

Chang Chenghu turned his head upon hearing the sound and casually wiped the oil stains off his hands.

He strode forward, speaking respectfully.

"Qi..."

Qi Tongwei quickly interrupted, "Just call me brother, Xiao Chang, you go about your business, don't worry about us."

Business seems to be doing quite well.

They were afraid that Chang Chenghu would shout out the words "Governor Qi".

Qi Tongwei chose to come here precisely because he wanted to keep a low profile.

As soon as Governor Qi made his announcement, he became the center of attention in the restaurant, and he knew he wouldn't be able to have the meal.