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

Within minutes, everyone present was on edge.

Because everyone received the news, the cause was the tickets in Wu Huifen's possession.

Sha Ruijin immediately made the decision to terminate the on-site inspection.

"Comrades, the flood control work at Yantai Reservoir is very well done. Keep up the good work!"

The provincial party committee has important matters to attend to, and I must get back as soon as possible.

clap clap clap!

The applause to see him off was incessant; the local officials were actually all hoping that Sha Ruijin would leave as soon as possible.

Without hesitation, Sha Ruijin, Tian Guofu, Wu Chunlin, Tang Lijuan, Secretary Bai, and their group boarded the Coaster and sped away from Yantai City, heading straight for Jingzhou.

Everyone was thinking about the same thing—buying tickets.

Secretary Bai, Tang Lijuan, and Wu Chunlin each used their unique abilities and mobilized all the personal connections they had.

It involved using connections, making introductions, and going through multiple layers of bureaucracy.

After all that back and forth.

It took a tremendous amount of effort.

In the end, I only managed to get a handful of tickets for the fourth row.

For those few tickets, they almost owed a favor to Zhou Qiming, the president of Handong University.

A small performance ticket can reveal half of the officialdom of Handong.

Inside the concert hall of Handong University.

The lighting was soft, the decor was elegant, and the venue was packed.

The seating arrangement tonight subtly reflects the ranking rules of the Han Dong officialdom.

The first row seats are the most central and are reserved entirely for the families of provincial party committee members and school leaders.

Wu Huifen sat upright in the center.

She was not only a professor at the School of History of Handong University, but also the third wife of the provincial governor, a position of special status.

Ouyang Jing was originally having a cold war with Li Dakang and didn't want to come.

However, Wu Huifen said it was in the first row, or even the middle, so I had to come.

Pei Xiaotong sat next to Wu Huifen.

The three women chatted in hushed tones, their demeanor composed.

The second row, in the center, consists entirely of powerful figures from Handong. However, it does not include Sha Ruijin and Tian Guofu.

Governor Liu remained calm and composed, sitting upright and waiting for the performance.

Although I'm getting older, it doesn't stop me from loving to listen to music. The key is that Fan Jiaqi's songs are just so good.

Gao Yuliang stood upright, his emotions unreadable.

It seems like this is my first time attending a concert.

Qi Tongwei leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed.

Li Dakang's eyes were sharp as he habitually observed everyone in the room, feeling as if he had gotten the better deal.

Yes, that's true. I heard from Secretary Kim that a seat like that would cost at least 2000 yuan at a concert.

I'm not spending a single penny right now.

Standing Committee members Zhao Guoqiang, Xiao Jinghui, and Feng Liqun sat side by side.

Apart from the provincial standing committee members who went to the grassroots level with Sha Ruijin for inspection, almost all other standing committee members had positions available.

The second row, on both sides, is a slightly lower position.

Zhang Shuli, Sun Liancheng, Sun Haiping, Xiao Gangyu, and others sat down quietly.

No one dared to look up casually.

Because everyone around me was a big shot or their family member, the feeling of oppression was too strong.

The third row was reserved entirely for the provincial government leadership.

Provincial government secretaries-general Zhou Jianbin, Zhang Jingshan, Chen Jingfeng, Zhao Yumei, Li Zhaoming, Han Mingyuan, and others took their seats in turn.

Originally, the fourth row was planned to be the seats for the leaders of Handong University.

Zhou Qiming had just sat down when he caught sight of a group of people at the door.

Sha Ruijin, Tian Guofu, and their group walked over quickly.

Zhou Qiming dared not delay and quickly stood up to give up the middle seat in the fourth row.

"Secretary Sha, this way please."

Sha Ruijin remained expressionless and sat down without hesitation.

Tian Guofu, Wu Chunlin, Tang Lijuan, and Secretary Bai followed closely behind.

The wives of the two provincial party committee members, Gu Chunhua and Qin Xueru, looked visibly displeased.

They were forced to move to the fourth row.

lose face.

Qin Xueru's lips were tightly pressed together, and her eyes held a hint of dissatisfaction.

I've already decided to make the young emperor kneel on a washboard when I get back.

In a secluded corner of the sixth row sat Chen Yanshi, Wang Fuzhen, Chen Shan, Chen Hai, Liang Lu, Lu Yike, and others.

Chen Shan frowned, his face grim.

He was of high status, yet he was relegated to a corner, which fueled his resentment.

But then I thought, these tickets are distributed for free, so I have no right to be picky.

When he turned his head and saw Sha Ruijin in the fourth row, he instantly felt much better.

Everyone else in the provincial first-class university sits in the fourth row, but he sits in the corner; it's not shameful for him.

The lights in the stadium suddenly went out.

The host stood in the center of the stage, his voice loud and clear.

"Respected leaders, distinguished guests, students, and alumni, welcome to the beautiful Handong University."

Now, please welcome Ms. Fan Jiaqi to the stage for a performance.

The spotlight came on, and a beam of white light shone precisely onto the stage.

Fan Jiaqi wore an elegant long dress, showing off her slender figure.

Behind them, students from the music academy lined up as dancers, their movements perfectly synchronized.

A melodious song slowly began to play.

Her voice is ethereal and melodious, with extremely strong penetrating power.

The song ended, but the lingering melody still resonated.

The audience erupted in applause.

Shouts came from below.

"Sister Qiqi, I want an autograph! Please sign your name for me!"

"Goddess! I need an autograph!"

Fan Jiaqi held the microphone with a smile on her face.

She had planned to go straight off the stage according to the procedure, but caught a glimpse of Liang Lu, who was agitated.

With a quick glance, he changed his mind.

I will randomly select three audience members to sign autographs.

After the signing, please enjoy the original musical.

Cheers erupted from the audience.

"good!"

Security personnel maintained order, with Cheng Du personally overseeing the passageway.

The crowd instantly became agitated.

Qin Xueru reacted quickly, rushing out of her seat in her high heels.

It was almost a 100-meter sprint; he managed to snatch the first spot.

She handed him her treasured vinyl record, her eyes gleaming with fervor.

Fan Jiaqi wrote with fluid strokes and signed her name with elegance.

Back in his seat, he sat next to Tian Guofu and started showing off.

The second person to go on stage was Gu Chunhua.

She was composed, with a smug look on her face, and deliberately paused for two seconds in front of the camera.

When I came back, bad news came: it seemed like one of the heels of my high heels had broken.

The third one is Liang Lu.

With a smile, Liang Lu handed over an exquisite notebook.

Fan Jiaqi picked up her pen, but instead of writing anything, she drew a circle and then a large black cross.

Liang Lu froze, stunned on the spot.

His face was blank, unable to grasp the meaning behind it.

Never mind, I got my idol's autograph anyway.

Fan Jiaqi casually put down her pen. "I felt everyone's enthusiasm. The autograph session is over, and the musical is officially starting. Please enjoy."

The stage lights change, and the story unfolds.

The musical's plot is straightforward.

A university counselor, Ms. Yang, used her position to pursue a male student in her class.

Driven by selfish desires, he maliciously interfered with the job assignments of graduates, assigning a student surnamed Qi from his class to a remote town.

As the plot unfolds, twists and turns follow one after another.

A young man surnamed Qin was pulling a cart full of flowers.

A sea of ​​flowers was piled up to form a heart shape, and the boy knelt down and shouted, "Teacher Yang, marry me!"

The room fell silent instantly.

......

A stark reflection of reality.

The performance continued.

The smile on Liang Lu's face vanished completely, and her expression turned visibly gloomy.

This plot is clearly a reference to the past events involving her, Qi Tongwei, and Chen Shan.

Chen Yanshi's face turned bright red; he was extremely embarrassed.

Gao Yuliang lightly tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingertips, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Wu Huifen raised her eyebrows slightly, but remained silent.

Qi Tongwei froze, looking at Pei Xiaotong.

Pei Xiaotong turned to look at Qi Tongwei and nodded gently.

Qi Tongwei understood instantly.

This play was specially arranged by Pei Xiaotong.

Without making a sound, you can kill someone by destroying their spirit.

Chen Yanshi couldn't sit still any longer and tugged at Wang Fuzhen, who was sitting next to him.

"Come on, honey, I'm not watching anymore. It's disgusting!"

The two got up and were about to leave when they were stopped by people in the aisle.

Cheng Du stood tall and expressionless. "We can't leave. There are rules from the leadership: no one is allowed to leave before the performance ends."

His tone was polite, yet carried an unyielding firmness that left no room for refusal.

Chen Yanshi's face turned ashen, and he could only sit down in frustration.

The music slowly faded away.

The musical has come to an end.

The lights in the entire venue were turned on.

Everyone thought the performance was over and began to applaud.

Regardless of whether it reflects reality or not, the performance was truly excellent.

That kneeling was truly earth-shattering.

At this time.

Zhang Qi helped an elderly man in his seventies onto the stage.

He clutched the manila envelope tightly in his hand.

The old man walked to the center of the stage and picked up the microphone that Fan Jiaqi handed him.

His voice was hoarse, yet incredibly penetrating: "Distinguished leaders, comrades."

I am Qin Hansheng, the former director of the Judicial Office of Guyingling Township.

I am filing a formal complaint against Liang Lu of Handong University for interfering in the job placement of graduates.

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

All the high-ranking officials in the room turned pale.

The performance on stage has ended, but the real show is just beginning.