District 9

My father-in-law’s family.

"You should speak up and stop acting like a stern person, okay?" The father-in-law continued to ask with a very dissatisfied tone: "When can the child be sent away?"

"Dad, I don't want to send Yangyang away." Lin Chengdong raised his head and said softly: "He is only six years old and a bit introverted. I think it might be better to keep him with us. Not to mention the cost of going to the EU area It’s not low either. He’s so young and he can’t live on his own, so he has to let Qingqing go take care of him… It’s a big burden for him to be one big and one small for a year.”

"You are a man, so you have to bear this burden!" My father-in-law said in a hurry: "The educational environment in the European Union is better, which is also conducive to the growth of a character like Yangyang. Look at how many of Qingqing's classmates They have all sent their children to the European Union, so they can experience the language environment there since childhood."

"Dad, Nanhu is developing well now. We don't need to think about where the child will live in the future." Lin Chengdong rarely talked back to his father-in-law before, but because the child was going to be sent out of the district Son, he has had many arguments with his wife. He didn't want to compromise on this matter, nor did he want his child to leave him prematurely.

"Are you just worried about spending money?" my father-in-law asked bluntly.

"It's not all about money." Lin Chengdong shook his head: "I don't want him to leave his parents so early..."

"What you do is like a bitch!" Father-in-law interrupted with eyes wide open: "He is a boy, and you plan to keep him by your side and raise him for the rest of his life? You don't want him to go, so what future can you give him? Just You’ve been in the system for so long and you’ve only just reached the level of sergeant, what can you teach him?!”

Lin Chengdong was speechless upon hearing this.

"I can't help you get into the power department, but you can't help you; I can help you find connections to study in a college. In the end, you didn't even get to be a junior leader of the student union. What else do you think you can do?!" The father-in-law scolded with a very dissatisfied expression: "You need to be smarter. You have to talk to people and talk nonsense! If you were a police superintendent for so many years, would you still be able to let your wife and children live in the allocated room in the work unit? Then close your fucking eyes. We’re living in an apartment too!”

Lin Chengdong put his palms in his hands and still said nothing.

"I tell you Ang, Qingqing is determined to take her child out of the district. You have to agree to this matter, or you have to agree if you don't." The father-in-law pointed at Lin Chengdong and said: "I am responsible for the future of the child. Don't give me any I'll act like a woman and hurry up and go through the formalities for the child. If you say you have no money, then our parents will pay for it, and I will provide for my grandson."

Lin Chengdong glanced at his father-in-law, clenched his fists, and finally did not talk back.

"You've learned this lesson for nothing." The brother-in-law crossed his legs and said with a curl of his lips: "I asked, one of the people living in your dormitory is the big boss and the other is the young master from Yanbei. You said... they are just like a pig. They've been living together for a year, so they have to become close friends, right? But it's better for you, you haven't got any connections at all, you really think you're going to take cultural classes."

Lin Chengdong looked at the ground silently and said softly: "Dad, I'll go back and discuss it with Qingqing."

"What I mean is what Qingqing means, otherwise I wouldn't talk to you. Let's leave this matter as it is, no more discussion." The father-in-law made a decision directly.

…

Lin Chengdong's father-in-law was once a director-level cadre. He didn't achieve much during his tenure, but he didn't make any big mistakes. And because of his limited background, he was assigned a sinecure position after he was over 50 years old until he retired.

Although his father-in-law didn't have any great connections in Nanhu, he had made some friends, so Lin Chengdong was more or less taken care of by him within the superintendent. For example, this time he was able to go to the police academy for further studies because his father-in-law came forward to find someone.

But it is precisely because of this kind of care that his father-in-law often criticizes Lin Chengdong's personal life, and has always been dissatisfied with the speed of Lin Chengdong's promotion. However, for Lin Chengdong himself, he actually does not want to receive such strong "care" from his father-in-law. For example, Lin Chengdong himself is not very interested in going to the police academy to study this time, because he knows that this kind of gold plating may be very important for those who have a lot of room for promotion in the future, but for him, it is not at all What real help.

Expand your network?

Can a company clerk really become friends with the big boss? If their identities are not equal, how can they talk about connections?

But his father-in-law didn't care. On the one hand, he looked down on Lin Chengdong, but on the other hand, he "taken care of" him and could not refuse. And no matter which step you take, it will be difficult to meet his expectations. You even say, if it weren't for you being my son-in-law, would I be able to control you?

Ever since he got married, Lin Chengdong has never approved of anything he did as a superintendent. He only criticized him. Lin Chengdong would argue for a moment, and he would say, "You know nothing, what position do you hold in the superintendent's position?" How many years have I been working as a police superintendent? How many years have I been a chief?

After Lin Chengdong left his father-in-law's house, he drove back home listening to slightly sad music.

The car with its front bumper smashed slowly parked in the parking lot, but Lin Chengdong didn't want to go upstairs and go home. He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and sat in the car to smoke.

Perhaps, it is just this short cigarette that can truly be regarded as his own time.

…

Snack street.

Lin Hanhan, a foodie, held the hot vermicelli in his hand and asked Qin Yu as he walked: "How much money have you saved?"

Qin Yu was startled: "What are you doing?"

"It's not okay to ask."

"...!" Qin Yu realized that the opportunity to pretend had come, thought about it carefully and said: "The pharmaceutical factory has been open for nine months, and the dividends are about 18 million. Some of the businesses on the ground are also going well, too. There should be hundreds of them.”

"Okay, brother!" Lin Hanhan looked at Qin Yu in surprise and said, "You have the capital to be a scumbag."

"I can only say that I'm doing well." Qin Yu replied in a low-key tone.

"Then I'll sell you some information!" Lin Hanhan looked at Qin Yu and said as if he was joking: "You...you, buy me another bowl of vermicelli and I'll tell you."

"what?"

"...A railway will be built soon between Districts Eight, Seven and Nine, and an airport will be built in Songjiang." Lin Hanhan said very casually: "Currently, only a very small number of people know the news. I Let me give you a suggestion: take the capital you have accumulated, do something serious, and let someone register two construction companies in Songjiang."

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound.

"...This is absolutely confidential. I told you, you will probably be caught." Lin Hanhan blinked his big eyes and said, "Hurry up and buy me fans!"