Name: The Holy Son of the Energy Department Enters Handong

Apart from Mr. Huang, the other five people present looked at each other in bewilderment.

How could they not understand the meaning behind Huang Lao's words?

They just wanted Sha Ruijin to take care of them in their old age, and now they want them to support Sha Ruijin?

This is just empty promises to these cunning old foxes.

It's ridiculous!

We're all ancient foxes, why are you playing these ghost stories with us?

You weren't like this before; now you've written your own application for early retirement and stepped down.

Suddenly she started playing the emotional card, something she hadn't done before, as if she was afraid of being snatched away by Sha Ruijin.

I've met with Sha Ruijin countless times over the years.

Even if there were feelings before, they have gradually worn away.

Now I suddenly want to salvage this relationship.

It wasn't that Mr. Huang was particularly sentimental, but rather that he knew there was no other way.

If they don't ask them for help, Sha Ruijin might stop there.

"Old Huang, I understand how you feel. We really watched Sha Ruijin grow up!" the elderly man with the Mediterranean-style hair said in a hoarse voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned to look at him.

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Old Huang looked at the elderly man with the Mediterranean hairstyle with pleading eyes.

This old man enjoys a certain status in the military.

She also became very close to that person from the Energy Department.

If you can act as a mediator and say the right thing.

Sha Ruijin may actually be able to carry out some good work in Handong Province.

When Huang was in office, he was able to support Sha Ruijin in pushing forward.

However, now that he has stepped down, Sha Ruijin can no longer confront him head-on.

At the very least, we can't afford to offend that energy-related saint from Handong Province.

Seeing that his words had attracted everyone's attention, the Mediterranean old man continued, "But it's been so long, we don't know how much Sha Ruijin's personality has changed, in terms of his way of dealing with people and his abilities!"

We all need to do a reassessment!

Otherwise, helping someone whose background we don't know might harm the organization!

The Mediterranean old man's words were firm and clear, each word reaching the ears of the five people present.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was immediately met with a chorus of agreement.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Jinzi was very good, but that was in the past. We don't know how much he's changed now!"

"Old Huang, your talent for training people isn't very good! We have serious doubts about it."

Five old comrades-in-arms chimed in, echoing the words of the Mediterranean old man.

They're just old, not senile.

Sha Ruijin has been with Lao Huang for so many years, it's hard to say how much affection he still has for these old adoptive fathers.

Therefore, this assessment is very necessary.

On the one hand, they are assessing whether Sha Ruijin has the ability to move forward, and on the other hand, they are assessing whether Sha Ruijin is worth their continued training.

On the other hand, it is about assessing what kind of person Sha Ruijin really is.

This will test individual acting skills. If Sha Ruijin's acting is convincing, then they've been fooled, and that's that.

However, it is unacceptable to promise support and assistance without any evaluation.

Wouldn't that make them sycophants?

Did you think your Sha Ruijin was the main character? We only show up when you want us, and disappear without a trace when you don't.

"What's the point of evaluating him? Don't you know Xiao Jinzi well? You've all watched him grow up!" Old Huang became anxious upon hearing this.

"Old Huang, you can't say that. People change."

The bald old man's sudden remark plunged the atmosphere into silence.

Yes, people change. These old comrades-in-arms had gone through life and death together, but why did they turn out like this?

Suspicion, scheming, and plotting are all part of their own little schemes.

In the past, they were willing to give their lives for each other, but now they are full of calculations.

People change.

The longer the time, the greater the changes; this is inevitable.

What's the point of two people who haven't seen each other for a long time reuniting if they act exactly like they did when they first met?

In the end, it was just a performance.

Only they themselves know how much of their feelings are genuine.

Some people are willing to carefully maintain such a relationship, while others disdain to maintain it or put on a show; things change when they change.

If you don't have me in your heart, how can you expect me to have you in mine?

Relationships are never one-way.

"I'm a little envious of Lao Sha!"

"If I had been the one lying there back then, I might not be facing this problem today!" The old man, dressed in a Tang suit and with long hair, said with a touch of emotion.

He has retired, but he is not dead. He still had some influence in his former workplace.

Having just entered retirement, he is most prone to overthinking.

His sadness was at its peak at this moment.

One sentence silenced everyone again.

"Little Jinzi, we can help, but we have to see if he's worth it and if he has the ability. If his ability is only up to this point, then the organization is just tarnishing the organization by training him!" The bald old man's eyes flickered, but his expression returned to normal as he solemnly confirmed.

You can tell he's a senior with very strong principles.

"Yes, ideological assessment is very important."

We sacrificed so many soldiers to achieve the peaceful life we ​​enjoy today, and we absolutely cannot let our own people ruin it!

If you have the ability, then progress is a given; but if you don't have the ability...

If we blindly offer help, we'll ruin our reputation and be nailed to the pillar of shame!

The Mediterranean old man echoed this sentiment.

Looking at the scene before him, Old Huang knew that Sha Ruijin would have to overcome the next hurdle himself.

That's all the help he can offer.

"Alright, Little Jin, I'll have him come over when he has time. I hope you gentlemen can be there!"

Old Huang cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, his tone exceptionally humble.

There was nothing he could do, so he withdrew.

I won't be able to get involved in Sha Ruijin's future development.

We can only rely on these old comrades-in-arms, the few who can come.

Our relationship is already the best.

If the relationship is bad, it's impossible for them to come to my home.

"Enough said. It's not easy for us comrades to get together today, let's drink until we drop!" The old man in the Tang suit said, livening up the atmosphere.

They took over the topic and settled the matter.

"Let's drink, let's not talk about work anymore!"

"Come on, let's drink until we drop! We have to see who can hold their liquor the longest!"

"What a load of rubbish! In the end, they all get drunk, and when they sober up, they all claim to be the best in the world!"

They might be convinced of other things, but no one would be convinced of their drinking capacity. Even if they knew they couldn't hold their liquor, they would regret it the next day.

The drinking contest was just a way to liven things up.

"Boss, boss, leader,"

You can't drink anymore! Your bodies can't handle it. The doctor warned you not to drink!

Upon hearing this, the secretaries guarding the door immediately rushed in to persuade them.

"Get out of here, what do you know?"

This is spiritual nourishment; without replenishing our spiritual nourishment, how can we better serve the people!

"Yes, yes, we don't get drunk just for the sake of getting drunk, but to better serve the people!"

"Why won't you give us drinks? Are you trying to make us stop serving the people?"

The older generation's tactics remain formidable, leaving the young secretary bewildered.