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In the back seat of the black sedan, Zhang Yifan and Shen Huaishan sat side by side.

Shen Huaishan leaned back in his seat, watching the street scene recede outside the window, and casually asked him what his opinion was on the urban development of Jicheng.

Zhang Yifan thought for a moment and said that the roads in the old city should be repaired. The green belts are too wide and the sidewalks are too narrow, causing traffic jams during rush hour.

Shen Huaishan raised an eyebrow and said, "I didn't expect you to be interested in urban planning at your age."

Zhang Yifan said he didn't really care, but he was stuck in traffic every day on his way to and from school, so it was hard not to care.

Shen Huaishan laughed out loud.

The secretary in the front passenger seat secretly glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror.

He had been working alongside Shen Huaishan for several years and knew his boss's style all too well.

There are very few people in the entire country who have become mayors in their early forties. People say it's only a matter of time before he is promoted to the provincial level.

Wherever such a person goes, they exude an aura that makes people dare not act recklessly.

He usually presides over work in the municipal government compound. In the conference room, dozens of department-level cadres dare not breathe loudly. They have to prepare their reports in advance, for fear of being stumped by his questions.

Right now, a high school student wearing an old T-shirt is sitting right next to the mayor, chatting with him about traffic congestion in the old town, and then the conversation drifts to his daily lateness to school.

The key point is that Shen Huaishan listened quite attentively, nodding from time to time, as if he were listening to a work report.

The secretary secretly gave the guy in the back seat a thumbs up in her heart.

If it were me, let alone getting a ride, I'd have to mentally prepare myself for half a day just to get the mayor to smile at me.

As expected, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. If it were an adult who had been tempered in society for a few years, such courage would have been worn away long ago.

He looked away, sat up straight, and thought to himself that this kid was definitely going to be a troublemaker in the future.

The car stopped in front of the city government building.

The security guards at the gate immediately recognized the black Hongqi H9 as the mayor's official car.

But the mayor's car always drives straight in and out; it never stops at the entrance.

Several security guards instinctively stood up straight and raised their hands in a standard salute.

Then the rear doors opened.

The security guards stood even straighter, raised their salutes by half an inch, and stretched their fingers like javelins.

Zhang Yifan climbed out of the car and closed the door behind him.

The car window slowly rolled down, and Shen Huaishan nodded to him through the window: "Be careful on the road, and call me if anything happens."

His tone was as calm as that of an elder seeing off a younger family member.

Zhang Yifan nodded and said thank you, Mayor Shen.

The car window rolled up, and the black Hongqi H9 slowly drove into the city government gate and disappeared around the corner of the tree-lined avenue.

Zhang Yifan stood there watching for a few seconds before turning and walking across the street.

Only after his figure disappeared around the street corner did the security guards at the entrance breathe a sigh of relief.

The youngest security guard couldn't hold back any longer. He turned to the older guard beside him, his eyes practically spitting out gossip: "Who's this? Getting out of Mayor Shen's car? When did Mayor Shen ever give someone a ride?"

"How would I know...could it be Mayor Shen's son?"

"Impossible! Mayor Shen has a daughter; I've even met her!"

"Is that Mayor Shen's daughter's boyfriend?"

"That's even more impossible! Mayor Shen's daughter is only in junior high school, while this young man has already graduated from high school. The ages don't match."

The group discussed it for a long time, but couldn't come to a conclusion.

Until a soft cough came from behind.

The security captain had appeared behind them at some point, his hands behind his back, his expression authoritative without being angry.

"Are you guys really that free? Daring to gossip about the mayor here? Have you filled out the patrol logs? Have you finished writing the shift handover logs?"

The security guards immediately shrank back and repeatedly said they wouldn't dare to do it again.

The security captain took a step forward, leaned closer to them, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk at the main entrance. There's a camera around the corner next to the monitoring room that won't catch you."

The security guards exchanged glances, their eyes revealing knowing smiles, and said in unison, "Understood, Captain."

The security captain straightened up, regained his dignified expression, and turned to walk back to the duty room.

As soon as Zhang Yifan stepped off the street where the municipal government was located, that familiar electronic voice exploded in his mind.

【Ding--】

[Congratulations, host, on completing the mission: Help the former Party Secretary return to the system!]

[Task Evaluation: Good heavens!!! The system simply can't believe it!!!]

Shen Huaishan, the former Party Secretary, has been retired for a full ten years. At the age of ninety, he lives in seclusion in the suburbs, growing flowers and vegetables. Even the security guard at the entrance of his residential compound doesn't recognize him anymore!

How did you, a 68-year-old scavenger, manage to persuade this retired leader, who had long since withdrawn from worldly affairs, to rekindle his fighting spirit and return to the system?

Did you write him a heartfelt long letter using scrap paper you found? Or did you buy him a bouquet of flowers with the money you saved up from selling recyclables over six months?

The system couldn't understand it at all, but it was utterly shocked!

[Mission reward being distributed: Physical Fitness +10.]

Zhang Yifan felt a warm current surge up from the base of his spine, traveling upwards along his spine, like a warm snake crawling between his bones.

A warm current flowed through my spine, into my shoulder blades, and into my limbs, finally exploding gently at my fingertips and soles of my feet before disappearing without a trace.

The whole process lasted for a few seconds.

He stood there, looked down at his hands, and opened and closed his fingers a few times.

It was still the same hands, with no visible changes.

But he could sense that something was different.

There was a subtle, full feeling that welled up from within my body.

He clenched his fists; the muscles in his arms didn't grow any larger, but he could clearly feel a primordial power accumulating within him.

He even had the illusion that if he threw a full-force punch now, he could probably kill a bull.

He loosened his fist, stretched his wrists, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

A ten-point increase in IQ transformed his thinking, a ten-point increase in charisma maximized his approachability, and now his physical abilities have been boosted by another ten...

Did the system give him a template of Confucius?

He is now truly "both scholarly and martial".

When encountering a problem, try reasoning with people first. If reasoning fails, you can also use verbal sparring.

Kill these idiots!

Now that he was already out, he didn't plan to go home too early.

There's still over ten million in my bank account...

It's a waste to leave this money in the bank to earn interest. Even though I haven't gotten my driver's license yet, I can start looking at cars sooner rather than later.

He took out his phone and dialed Zong Wen's number.

The call was connected almost instantly.

Zongwen's deafening roar came through the receiver, like a husky that had been locked in a cage for days finally being released:

"Holy crap!! Fan Ge!! You're number one in the whole province!! 723 points!! Number one in the whole province!!"

I just saw your photo while browsing the news!

Did you know that the photo you took with the mayor today is trending on social media?!

My sister just asked me, "Is this person your deskmate?" and I said yes!

My sister said, "Didn't you say your deskmate was only slightly better than you?" This is what she calls slightly better?! This is a whole billion times better!

Zhang Yifan couldn't help but move the phone a few centimeters away from his ear.

Zong Wen's voice was so penetrating that even from a distance of more than half a phone, every word was clearly audible.

He waited until Zong Wen's barrage of questions subsided slightly before putting the phone back to his ear: "Are you free now?"

"I'm free, I'm free! Of course I'm free if the number one in the province asks me! Not just today, I'm free whenever you ask me in the future! Brother Fan, you're number one in the province now, remember to look out for me when you become successful!"

"Speak properly to me."

Zong Wen chuckled twice, then switched to his normal tone: "Alright, alright, whatever you say goes today. What are we going to do, Brother Fan?"

Zhang Yifan switched his phone to his other hand and hailed a taxi: "Looking for a car."