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

"Dad, it's all thanks to your excellent teaching." Qi Tongwei felt praised by his father-in-law.

Pei Yihong: "Tongwei, Xiao Jinzi is too hasty. Before his foundation in Handong is stable, he has already tied himself together with that old guy Zhong Zhengguo. It is a really bad move and he has lost the support of the people."

"You truly deserve to be my son-in-law, Pei Yihong. You've handled everything perfectly; no one can find fault with it."

Qi Tongwei seized the opportunity and said, "Dad, thank you for the praise. I will continue to work hard."

Pei Yihong changed the subject, his tone instantly becoming serious, "Tongwei, you must remember, the political arena is not about winning or losing in the short term."

The gun is easy to hide, and the dark arrow is hard to prevent.

Sha Ruijin is the provincial party secretary, holding power over personnel and discipline inspection across the province. He has lost a great deal of face today. Although he may appear calm on the surface, he must be holding a grudge.

Moreover, based on my observation, he is not the kind of person who is open-minded and magnanimous.

Just because he's not acting out now doesn't mean he won't settle scores later.

Your prominence is too obvious; everyone can see it. "The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled"—this is an ironclad rule of officialdom.

"Don't do anything else, just get your team in Handong sorted out."

Having spent decades in high-level positions, Pei Yihong is highly skilled at judging people and situations, and every word he utters is a heartfelt piece of advice.

Qi Tongwei composed himself, sat up straight, and said, "I understand, Dad."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yihong's tone softened slightly, "Tongwei, you are meticulous and capable, and I have always trusted you. But the higher you are, the more smoothly things go, the more you must tread on thin ice."

While you're playing games, you also need to take care of your health.

Don't stay up late every day. Only with a solid foundation can you go far.

I only have one daughter, Xiaotong, and she's going to Handong tomorrow.

Don't just focus on work, take good care of my only little darling.

Qi Tongwei nodded. "Dad, thank you. Get some rest."

"Alright." Pei Yihong's voice softened, ending gently. "Take it easy. You've already gained the upper hand in this game of Handong. Don't rush, take your time."

After hanging up with his father-in-law, Qi Tongwei pulled out his "wife's" phone number.

Just as I was about to dial, the phone rang, and the caller ID showed "Wife".

He answered immediately, "Honey, I was just about to call you."

Pei Xiaotong's soft, gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, clean and sweet.

She was sitting on the bed, looking up at the wedding photo hanging on the wall.

In the photo, Qi Tongwei looks spirited and has clear, bright eyes.

"Honey, what a coincidence! It seems we really are on the same wavelength."

Qi Tongwei chuckled, "That's right, I think about you all the time, so naturally we're perfectly in sync. Honey, what time is your flight tomorrow? I'll cancel all my work and pick you up at the airport myself."

Pei Xiaotong felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this, but gently shook her head, "Tongwei, you don't need to make a special trip."

Handong University has made all the arrangements. They will send someone to pick me up from the airport, and Jiaqi will accompany me back to Handong. You don't need to worry about it.

This time, she was transferred to Handong University as the dean of the School of Music, a doctoral supervisor, a leader in the arts discipline, and also the vice president of Handong University.

Qi Tongwei chuckled upon hearing this, then turned and lay down in bed. "Alright, I'll do whatever my wife says. Tomorrow when we get home, I'll cook you a whole table of your favorite dishes myself."

Pei Xiaotong felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing this, and couldn't help but playfully complain, "Hey, you're so tired from your work, don't bother with the kitchen. I can cook the meals myself."

Honey, I don't want anything.

Tomorrow, you must hold me while you sleep.

Come here, give me a kiss.

A soft kiss came from the other end of the phone.

Qi Tongwei's eyes were gentle, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up. "Absolutely. When you arrive, I'll hold you every night and never leave your side."

As they chatted, Qi Tongwei started telling Pei Xiaotong a story, and before she knew it, Pei Xiaotong had fallen asleep.

Qi Tongwei shook his head; it seemed his story was the best lullaby for Pei Xiaotong.

I took out my phone and looked at a photo of my family of four.

He and Pei Xiaotong have a son and a daughter.

My son, Qi Haifeng, is currently an undergraduate student at the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Anyway, the son has been handed over to the state.

Also handed over was Zhao Guoqiang's son, Zhao Mengsheng's grandson, Zhao Baorong.

The two brothers were classmates at the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences.

When Qi Tongwei called to ask what he would be learning, Qi Haifeng wouldn't say, only giving the word "secret."

My daughter, Qi Haili, has loved physics since she was a child and is now an undergraduate student majoring in integrated circuits at Tsinghua University's School of Integrated Circuits.

At this time.

the phone is ringing.

Upon seeing that it was his little darling, Qi Haili and Qi Tongwei, the father, quickly accepted the invitation.

"Daughter, do you miss your dad?"

Qi Haili, carrying her schoolbag, walked back to her dormitory. "Dad, no, what I wanted to say was that I watched your live stream today. I saw Grandpa and Grandma in the crowd, as well as Uncle Chengdu, Aunt Xiaofeng, and Aunt Xiaoqin."

I'll go back to see my grandparents during the Chinese New Year.

Qi Tongwei was no longer sleepy. His little darling was so understanding. "Daughter, don't overwork yourself with your studies. Take it easy."

"Dad, studying isn't tiring; it seems like the easiest thing in the world. But I feel like something's not right." Qi Haili always loves to ask why.

When they were children, Qi Haili was called a walking encyclopedia of whys by Pei Yihong.

"Daughter, what's wrong now? Dad will answer your questions." Qi Tongwei was no longer sleepy, so he went to the living room.

"Dad, it's like this, you and Mom both said that I was born a few minutes later than my brother. So why did I score 8 points higher than Haifeng on the college entrance exam? Could it be that you and Mom remembered it wrong, or that the doctor made a mistake? Shouldn't I be the older sister?" Qi Haili pouted.

Qi Tongwei sat cross-legged on the sofa. "Haley, there's no doubt about it. Although I didn't go in at the time, your mother endured the pain watching your brother and you? And also, your grandmother Liu Lan was the doctor who delivered you."

"Okay, then there's no need to doubt it, Dad. Grandma Liu is definitely right. My brother is still my brother, and I can only be his sister now. Dad, one last question: when will our country be able to build its own lithography machine, the kind that's world-leading, so we won't be held back by foreigners anymore?" This was one of the reasons why Qi Haili studied integrated circuits.

"Daughter, study hard and do your research diligently. I think it's something that can be achieved in your generation. Dad believes in you." Qi Tongwei could only encourage his little darling.

"Okay, Dad, fighting! Good night!" Qi Haili hung up the phone, said goodbye to the dormitory supervisor, and went into the dormitory building.

Thanks to his daughter Qi Haili's reminder, Qi Tongwei began to consider how to develop hard technology.

Since lithography machines aren't working right now, can we try something else?

Jingzhou Laifu Nursing Home.

Three hours ago, Chen Yanshi, Wang Fuzhen, Chen Hai, and Xiao Piqiu sat together eating.

After finishing the meal.

The little ball went to do its homework.

Chen Yanshi, Wang Fuzhen, and Chen Hai were watching TV.

The television program devoted nearly ten minutes to reporting on Lincheng's major projects.

Chen Hai muttered, "Dad, look at Qijia Village, it's not a godforsaken place, it's practically paradise on earth."

Were you fooled by my sister-in-law Liang Lu back then?