Insufficient balance
"Come, come, Zilong hurry up and sit down, Auntie will peel an apple for you." Jia Juanli personally peeled the apple for Xu Zilong, looking at him with such gentle eyes, that kind of closeness was absolutely sincere, without any pretence.
"Thank you, Auntie." After Xu Zilong sat down, he put the gifts he brought on the table and said slowly: "I heard from my father that Uncle Li likes to drink but not smoke, so I brought two bottles of special Maotai Chen wine for you. These two giant pandas are for Brother Zi Qiang. My mother bought a crystal fox fur coat in Northern Europe last time she went abroad, she said her figure is not as good as Auntie Jia's, and specially asked me to bring it over, I think Auntie Jia will look great wearing it, can even be a fashion model."
"This must be something you made up yourself, my figure is not as good as your mother's." Although she knew that Xu Zilong was just trying to make her happy, Jia Juanli was still very pleased and thought that this kid was very sensible and didn't have the airs of a young master from a wealthy family, it seemed that he would definitely become a great person in the future.
Li Qinghan pretended to be unhappy and said, "My family has never accepted gifts before. Such an expensive gift, I don't dare accept it. But thinking that you brought it from Longcheng with difficulty, I'll reluctantly accept it. By the way, how's the old man recently?"
As a core member of the Xu family faction, Li Qinghan is more concerned about Lao Yezi's physical health. After all, Lao Yezi is the Dinghai Shen Zhen, and his own career and the entire faction are crucial to him.
"Grandfather's physical condition is good, and he may go on a trip to the south in a few days. He also said that he would like to invite you to visit Longcheng as a guest." The invitation to Li Qinghuan was Huang Yingju's intention, but Xu Zilong, who acted as a messenger, did not know the meaning behind it.
Xu Zilong didn't know, but that doesn't mean Li Qinghan didn't hear the underlying tone. The old man inviting him to Beijing was definitely not just about listening to his work report. Either he was dissatisfied with Xu's lack of visits to Beijing in the past two or three years, or there were some changes afoot. Due to unclear circumstances, he didn't say it directly, but rather subtly reminded Xu.
Li Qinghan still had a preference for the latter in his heart, after all, he was not the number one person in Heishui Province, and running to the capital too often would cause dissatisfaction from the number one courtyard. But what changes would there be? Would it be good fortune or bad luck for himself? This made Li Qinghan unclear for a moment, but his subconscious told him that it shouldn't be anything bad, otherwise Xu Zilong wouldn't have sent this message over through a child.
"I'll make sure to personally visit the old man in Beijing and bring him his favorite red sausage." Li Qinghuan calmed down quickly and said slowly, "When working below, remember one sentence: The way of being an official is to never fall. No matter what difficulties you encounter, as long as you think about this sentence, there will be no problem that can't be solved. If you have any difficulties at work, you can go find Ulanqab City Mayor Fang Datong and he will help you. However, the situation in Shannan County is complex, you have no experience in governance, it's not easy to start working, so first start by understanding the local customs and people, don't rush to make adjustments."
As the provincial governor, he shouldn't have said so much. After all, in official circles, it's more about the individual's intuition and insight. However, Li Qinghuan didn't think highly of Xu Zilong, and Shan Nan County was too complicated, so he made an exception.
Originally said to go north of the mountain, now it has become south of the mountain. This statement from Heishui Province's governor must be correct. Xuzilong didn't think about the reason behind it, he just knew that no matter where he was, he had to make achievements.
