Cultivation Teacher's Life Record

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"Well, brother, are your sons and others also in Wuzhou?" Zhang Weidong asked, but in his heart he hoped that their children would be as far away from Wuzhou as possible. It would be best to go abroad, so as not to meet each other.

However, Zhang Weidong was destined to be disappointed. When Bai Rong heard Zhang Weidong mention his son, he finally came to his senses and asked Tan Zhengming: "By the way, have you asked Yongqian to come back today?"

"Hey, it's such a big deal to swore an oath with Wei Dong today, why didn't I call him back? But now that this guy has become a big-ass official, he doesn't take his father's words seriously, saying that something might happen tonight.

I can't come back in time. Listen, what are these words? What could be bigger than his father's sworn sworn relationship? Could it be that he was the only one who had ever been an official, and I hadn't been an official? He was even trying to show off to me as an official.

"When Tan Zhengming saw Bai Rong asking, he suddenly felt dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, it's not like you don't know that your son is now the general manager of the municipal party committee. He has to have a hand in everything. It's understandable that he can't get away with some things. Besides, isn't Weidong a teacher in our school now?

?Are they afraid that they, uncle and nephew, will never have a chance to meet each other in the future?" Bai Rong rolled her eyes at Tan Zhengming and said angrily.

It's best not to meet each other. When Zhang Weidong saw Bai Rong and mentioned uncle and nephew, his head hurt. Come on, I'm only twenty-three years old this year. Even if I have a son in middle age, I must be in my forties! Zhang Weidong

I cried secretly in my heart.

"Okay, okay, just protect your son. He has nothing to do. He is just afraid that I will talk about him when he comes back. The officials now are different from those we used to have. They are still public servants of the people. As long as they don't

If you ride on the heads of the common people and act like a bully, the common people will be grateful. Yongqian climbed to the position of secretary-general of the Municipal Party Committee at a young age. If I don’t give him more hard work, it will be too late to be shot if he makes a big mistake."

Tan Zhengming retorted unconvincingly, and when he spoke, his tone couldn't help but reveal a hint of helplessness and lament for this social phenomenon.

Hearing this, Bai Rong opened his mouth to retort, but finally closed his mouth, with a slightly worried and heavy expression on his face. Now the domestic economy has developed, and people's living standards have also improved, but at the same time, people, especially politicians,

However, his moral character and style are constantly declining.

Zhang Weidong is young and has been living in an ivory tower. His thoughts are relatively simple. For a while, he couldn't deeply understand the two old people's heavy worries about the country, so he didn't know how to interrupt. In the midst of depression, outside the house

A clear voice came.

"Dad, do you have so little confidence in your son? He beats me and takes advantage of me. People who don't know better think I am a corrupt official!"

Following the conversation, a neatly dressed middle-aged man walked in carrying a briefcase.

The middle-aged man has a thin face and a slender figure. His appearance is very similar to Tan Zhengming, and he has a vague aura of calmness and self-power.

China's officialdom system is very complicated. Not to mention people outside the officialdom and even people inside the officialdom sometimes can't understand it. As for foreigners, that's not to mention. They simply can't understand why in China there are local governments besides local governments.

Party committees, why do party committee secretaries at the same level have more power than county magistrates and mayors at the same level?

Although Zhang Weidong has devoted himself to study and cultivation all year round and is not very clear about the levels and powers of government officials, he generally knows that the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee is a relatively senior official. He also knows that according to the normal promotion in Chinese official circles, a person has to reach the position of Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee.

Given his rank, he probably already has a lot of gray hair. So when Zhang Weidong saw that Tan Yongqian was only about thirty-six or seventeen years old, he was still very surprised.

Tan Yongqian is much younger than he thought, whether from the perspective of officialdom or from the perspective of his father's age.

"If you are really a corrupt official, do you think you can still walk through this door?" Tan Zhengming straightened up suddenly, staring at him with a serious expression.

Tan Yongqian was obviously a little afraid of Tan Zhengming. When he saw this, he hurriedly looked away, his eyes quickly glanced at Zhang Weidong, and then started looking around.

"Dad, didn't you say you were going to sworn sworn brothers with a martial arts master today? Where is he? Is he already gone?" Tan Yongqian said with confusion on his face.

"Where are your eyes? Didn't you see your uncle sitting in front of you?" Tan Zhengming immediately said with a dissatisfied look on his face after hearing this.

"Him?" Even though Tan Yongqian had seen many storms, he was still dumbfounded when he looked at Zhang Weidong.

Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, he is polite, fair, and in his early twenties at most. At first, Tan Yongqian thought it was some student from the school who came to visit his old man? After all, his father is in academia.

Senior, the old principal of the school, many people would visit him every year. But he never expected that the young man in front of him, who looked like he had no hair, was actually the person his father was sworn to worship today. So how could he

Don’t we have to call him uncle?

Fortunately, Tan Yongqian didn't know that his father had once considered the idea of ​​becoming his disciple to the young man in front of him, but Zhang Weidong didn't agree. Otherwise, Tan Yongqian would not only be dumbfounded, but would probably burst into tears.

"He, what is he? Have you been an official for a few days and your eyes are turned upward when you look at people? He is your father's sworn brother Zhang Weidong. Let's give your uncle a cup of tea." Tan Zhengming seemed to be even more dissatisfied this time and spoke.

The voices were much higher.

"Don't, don't, let's go our separate ways. Secretary-General Tan, just call me Weidong." Zhang Weidong, who dared to let the conversation between father and son continue, hurriedly interrupted.

"No. Wei Dong, please don't look at me. Brother, I am so knowledgeable and have been an official, but I dare not forget the rules of my ancestors. You and I are sworn brothers. If we are brothers once, we will be brothers forever. This generational relationship

Why is it so chaotic?" Tan Zhengming said seriously.

Zhang Weidong looked at Tan Zhengming's serious expression and felt a headache. But the biggest headache was for Tan Yongqian. Not to mention that he was currently in a high official position, but his age alone made it difficult for him to call a young uncle, let alone

It is said that he is still a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, Secretary-General, and a powerful deputy department-level cadre. If word spread that he called a young man uncle, it would not make people laugh.

Alas, why does dad become more and more like a child as he gets older? Forget about those martial arts brothers in the past, they are all old men in their seventies or eighties anyway. Just call him uncle. But how can you call yourself brother to a young man this time? You just call him brother.

Call me brother, why do you have to drag me in? It's really a headache! Tan Yongqian complained secretly in his heart, but it was hard to say this to Tan Zhengming, so he had to turn his eyes to Bai Rong for help. He knew that this family

The person with the most say is his mother. If his mother really gets aggressive, his father must obey unconditionally.

"Yongqian, this time is different from before. Your father and Wei Dong made incense in front of the statue of Guan Gong and kowtowed too much." Zhizi Mo Ruomu, Bai Rong understood the cry for help contained in Tan Yongqian's eyes. But not this time.

It is said that Zhang Weidong is a real strange man. The old man Guang was serious about astronomy this time, and later he stopped practicing at all. But after all, he was born in a martial arts family and received traditional ideological education since he was a child. Naturally, if people in the martial arts

After kowtowing too much in front of Guan Gong, this brother is no longer just a casual talk, he is really like a real brother. If the other person's parents pass away in the future, he will have to wear sackcloth and mourn like a son or daughter.

So when Tan Yongqian heard his mother say that his father and Zhang Weidong had made incense and kowtowed in front of the Guan Gong statue, he knew that he could no longer hesitate and procrastinate, otherwise the old man might beat him with a stick when he got angry.

Forget it, just call him, just hide away when you see him in the future, Tan Yongqian thought to himself. But when he thought about himself, a powerful deputy department cadre, he had to hide from a young boy with no hair on his head,

I felt depressed and depressed for a while.