Name: The Holy Son of the Energy Department Enters Handong

In Sha Ruijin's office, an old clock chimed rhythmically.

The thumping sound was very soft; you couldn't hear it at all unless you listened carefully.

But Sha Ruijin, sitting at his desk, heard the sounds with exceptional clarity; each chime of the bell seemed to be a death knell for him.

"Splash!"

The explanation and apology were ripped apart by his pen.

Sha Ruijin tore it off numbly.

Then I took another sheet of paper and carefully copied down the previous content.

He forced himself to calm down.

When his father-in-law asked him what exactly he meant by "whether he's making progress" or not, Sha Ruijin belatedly realized something was wrong.

Deep in his heart lay a suspicion that even he found hard to accept.

He was waiting for his father-in-law to call him back and had no intention of writing a statement or apology report.

His feelings were extremely complicated at that moment.

I don't want my suspicions to come true, yet I also want them to come true; it's a contradiction, a battle between the left and right hemispheres of my brain.

It concerns my core interests.

Sha Ruijin was unable to calm down, work properly, or write reports effectively.

He slowly stood up and paced anxiously in his office.

The junior secretary standing nearby seemed hesitant to speak.

He himself had said those words to appease the boss countless times.

Sha Ruijin is clearly in a state of agitation and anxiety.

One or two reassurances and reminders were enough; he was afraid that if he reminded him now, the enraged Sha Ruijin would just shove the water bottle into his face.

"Beep beep!!!"

Sha Ruijin's personal phone rang.

Sha Ruijin's pacing came to an abrupt halt.

His body seemed to have been paused.

One foot was suspended in mid-air, not touching the ground for a long time.

"tread!!"

I don't know how much time passed, but one of my feet, which had been hanging in the air, slammed hard onto the ground.

The leather shoes made a dull thud as they hit the floor.

It resonated clearly in my heart.

"Beep beep beep!!"

The phone was still ringing, as if on a black-and-white television screen, accompanied by the only sound.

Sha Ruijin looked at the incoming call; it was from his father-in-law.

"It's finally here."

Sha Ruijin murmured something under his breath.

He answered the phone like a prisoner awaiting trial.

"dad!"

That shout was very firm.

I'm also very worried.

Mr. Huang, who was on the other end of the phone, heard Sha Ruijin's words.

He remained silent for a long time, and only after a very long time did we hear him sigh.

But the sigh also seemed like a sound of relief.

Old Huang's voice carried a hint of relief as he said, "Little Jinzi, our family's future depends entirely on you. You must take good care of my daughter!"

"Dad, you raised me and educated me, you are my biological father."

And you even married your daughter to me, so you are my only true relative in this world…”

Sha Ruijin pledged his loyalty and said a lot of nice things.

This was his honest opinion.

"What exactly is the situation?"

Sha Ruijin spoke for a long time before finally speaking with a slightly hesitant tone.

Judging from Huang Lao's tone, Sha Ruijin's guess had probably come true.

However, the accurate answer must be given by Mr. Huang himself.

There was another long silence on the other end of the phone.

Sha Ruijin's breathing worsened.

He gripped his phone tightly, his legs trembling slightly.

Panic and fear welled up inside me.

"Could it be just my guess? Could it be?"

Sha Ruijin no longer knew whether he wanted his suspicions to come true, or whether he didn't want them to.

Because no matter which option he chooses, it is a fact that is difficult for him to accept.

"You guessed it."

"As expected of someone I trained."

Old Huang's voice carried a hint of pride, but also a touch of weariness.

Sha Ruijin remained silent, while Old Huang's voice continued to come through.

"I have submitted my resignation to the organization."

Furthermore, he reported this matter to his superiors.

We've done everything we could.

Their attitude was also evident.

How is your report?

"Publish it as soon as possible. My former boss promised to explain this complex web of relationships and the price we paid to them. I believe they will be satisfied!"

Mr. Huang became increasingly weary as he spoke.

In the end, you couldn't even hear what he was saying anymore.

Sha Ruijin didn't know if it was because Mr. Huang's words were becoming increasingly mundane, or if he himself was finding it difficult to accept the fact.

In short, the sound got softer and softer in his ears.

This means that his last year of protection has ended.

This means that he may not have absolute authority or absolute safety in Handong, because he has no one backing him.

Then everything depends on himself. Even a small mistake, if someone seizes on it, can plunge him into an abyss.

This fact was something he found hard to accept.

But this is the price we have to pay.

Whether others are willing to accept this price or agree to forgive is another matter entirely.

Mr. Huang only did what he could, and did not reach an agreement at the same negotiating table.

Sha Ruijin instantly became a key figure in the rectification of Handong.

It became a precarious role, one that could be replaced at any moment.

It would be hard for anyone to accept this ending, but it is the price that must be paid.

If we don't do this,

What awaits them is absolute annihilation; even one or two of those disciples from their hometowns would be more than they could handle.

The old gentleman has already passed away, yet you still insult him.

To say someone is out of touch with the masses is tantamount to courting death.

The dead must not be violated.

Moreover, he was such a sage.

"Dad, I'm sorry!" Sha Ruijin apologized to his father-in-law in a hoarse voice.

Although Sha Ruijin didn't know what he had done wrong, he had followed the plan and it seemed risk-free, but the accident still happened.

Chen Yanshi was completely uncontrollable.

They say whatever comes to mind without thinking, thinking that by acting like a senior, they can do whatever they want.

They assumed that all the leaders in Handong Province respected him as much as Gao Yuliang did.

Little did they know that he was a madman who could detonate bombs.

"Stop with the apologies, just send out the report already, or people will think we're acting strangely!"

"Old Huang said wearily."

"Okay, okay, I'll send it right now!"

Sha Ruijin picked up the report in which he admitted his mistakes.

He handed it to his secretary and whispered, "Submit a statement and have it published in the largest newspapers and media outlets in Handong Province."

"Things have come to this, Little Jinzi, you'll have to face the future on your own!"

I'll stick to what I told you before: let's play it safe. Our family can't afford any more turmoil!

Old Huang seemed to be giving his last words.

The voice was weak, even pleading.

"Okay!" Sha Ruijin nodded, but a determined flame ignited in his pupils.

How could he possibly be someone who would give in?

Besides, the price has already been paid.

If he doesn't turn things around now, he'll truly be letting down his father-in-law for all he's done.

He thought to himself that this.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with fervor.