Name: The Holy Son of the Energy Department Enters Handong

"Why is old man Lin calling me at this time?!"

At 2 a.m., Zhao Xia was woken up by a phone call from President Lin, whose tone was agitated.

"Hahaha, I'm so happy, so happy! There's great news, fantastic news!"

Lin Xiangqian, the general manager, laughed heartily, his face beaming with undisguised pride.

"The net's closing! The net's closing!!!"

"What is it? Uncle Lin, if you keep beating around the bush, I won't answer your calls at night anymore!" Zhao Xia pulled out his trump card. He still needed to sleep. 2 a.m. was no time for making phone calls.

"Okay, okay, I won't keep you in suspense any longer!" Lin Xiangqian nodded happily, clearly in a good mood and not angry at Zhao Xia for using her trump card.

"Zhong Zhengguo's father, Old Master Zhong, has finally fallen into the trap and is now on the verge of death!"

The doctor diagnosed that he has at most one month left!

"Uncle Lin, what do you mean by falling into a trap? Isn't this just the natural order of life?"

"Could it be that we are gods who can increase or decrease life? It's all just the natural flow of life, it's just that our time has come." Zhao Xia said with a smile, squinting his eyes.

"You brat, I'm only saying this because I consider you family. How could I say that to outsiders? And now you're lecturing your Uncle Lin!" Lin Xiangqian said with a dark face.

He originally wanted to tell Zhao Xia the good news in the most direct and accurate way, but he was unintentionally labeled by her.

No wonder he looked terrible.

Zhao Xia smiled awkwardly upon hearing this.

Having come to Handong, he had become somewhat accustomed to this style of play, and before he knew it, people had labeled him as such.

"Uncle Lin, I'm just reminding you. You must always be vigilant."

Zhao Xia casually uttered a statement that even he himself didn't believe.

"Okay, okay, I called you not to tease you!"

I have to tell you that the doctor said Grandpa Zhong only has a little over a month left to live!

Sarrijin's speed may increase next.

Moreover, it will be more intense than before, and even Grandpa Zhong will give him instructions on his backup plan.

Chung Cheng-kuo will completely take over the Chung family.

Be careful, be cautious in everything you do. You're there to oversee development, not to establish your own faction. Doing your job well is victory, understand?

Lin Xiangqian earnestly instructed that his call was out of concern for Zhao Xia, fearing that Zhao Xia might make a mistake in her work in Handong Province.

"Don't worry, Uncle Lin, don't you know how efficient I am at work?" Zhao Xia nodded reassuringly.

He knew what the elders were thinking; they were just worried about the younger generation.

Although he is 42 years old now, he will always be a child in front of his elders.

"You brat, Uncle Lin cares about you, and you're not happy about it!"

Lin Xiangqian snorted coldly, his tone feigning displeasure.

"I was wrong, Uncle Lin, I was wrong!"

"I will definitely come to apologize when I have the chance, please let me go!" Zhao Xia played along with the old man.

"Alright, I won't make things difficult for you. But I'll remember what you said. You brat, it's been a long time since you've had a chat with us old folks!" Lin Xiangqian said with a squinty-eyed smile.

The two chatted for another ten minutes or so before hanging up.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xia instantly fell asleep.

A phone call at 2:00 AM, who could stand that, especially someone with severe narcolepsy...

During the day, my brain is working at high speed, and I am always focused on serving the people.

If I don't sleep well tonight, my work tomorrow will be delayed.

……

Meanwhile, things were anything but peaceful in Beijing.

When Zhong Zhengguo saw his father, the old man was already barely able to open his eyes.

"Father, how is your health? Didn't the doctor say you could live for at least another 5 years?"

Why did you suddenly become bedridden? What will the Zhong family do without you?

Zhong Zhengguo held Old Master Zhong's hand, his eyes reddening.

With Old Master Zhong gone, the Zhong family is completely finished. Without a pillar of support, those whom Zhong Zhengguo offended will no longer spare him trouble out of respect for Old Master Zhong.

"Zhengguo, be gentle, don't hurt your father!" Zhong Mingren walked over from a distance and scolded Zhong Zhengguo when he saw him so agitated.

"Big brother, big brother, you must help me! What did your precious son-in-law say? Is he willing to help?" Zhong Zhengguo came to Zhong Mingren with a pleading look on his face.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Zhengguo's anger subsided, and he shook his head slightly: "He told me not to get involved in this matter, otherwise he wouldn't even acknowledge me as his father-in-law!"

"Take care of yourself. A simple life is fine too. There's no need to rush forward. Some things are never meant to be ours, so there's no need to force them," Zhong Mingren said calmly. He had spent a considerable amount of time in the elderly care department and had come to terms with many things.

"Alright, you two, stop arguing!" Old Master Zhong said hoarsely, instantly silencing the atmosphere in the room.

"Zhengguo, I understand your thoughts, but the fact that our Zhong family has come this far is already a great blessing. To ask for more would be immature, do you understand?" Old Master Zhong said weakly, holding Zhong Zhengguo's hand.

"But, but!" Zhong Zhengguo opened his mouth, but seeing his father's pleading eyes, he slowly closed it in the end.

Grandpa Zhong talked a lot with his two sons.

One by one, other people arrived, all of whom were old subordinates of Mr. Zhong.

Chung Cheng-kuo took this opportunity to recognize a familiar face.

After Mr. Zhong passed away, these were his former subordinates.

To make amends to Old Master Zhong's heart, Zhong Zhengguo decided to seize the opportunity and inherit his father's legacy.

Grandpa Chung didn't want to push forward anymore and advised Chung Cheng-kuo to stop, but how could Chung Cheng-kuo possibly agree?

He understood the principle that if you don't advance, you fall behind.

"Zhengguo, let me introduce you to someone you should know, but he has a completely new identity—he is my adopted son, Xu Ming!"

As soon as Grandpa Zhong finished speaking, Xu Ming, who was outside, walked in.

"Xu Ming, Deputy Minister of the Organization Department!!"

When Zhong Zhengguo saw the person who had arrived, his eyes lit up instantly.

"You two are the hope of the Chung family, you must..."

Grandpa Zhong gave his last words, hoping that the two would help each other.

Zhong Zhengguo's eyes shone brightly; it seemed he had gained a lot today. Although Old Master Zhong didn't have much time left, his foundation was still terrifying.

"Zhengguo, your recommendation for the position of full-time deputy secretary has failed. You won't be able to advance within a year, so I have no choice but to recommend Xu Ming. Don't blame me!" Old Master Zhong's last words made Zhong Zhengguo's face stiffen.

"Xu Ming, Zheng Guo, I hope that the two of you will..."

"Yes, Father, I promise you!" Xu Ming's eyes were filled with tears. Of the nine adoptive fathers, Zhong Zhengguo was the second best to him, so he was naturally grateful.

If he is not grateful, it will sound bad if word gets out, and it will also affect his progress. The other godfathers will also have opinions about him and will consider whether or not to help him. Therefore, he should acknowledge the kindness of the Chung family and do something for them.

"Okay, Father, I'll listen to you, whatever you say goes!" Xu Ming nodded first, appearing extremely heartbroken and emotional.

After today, his relationship with Mr. Chung will likely be widely known, rather than just circulating within a small circle.