Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Zhou Chunhai was sitting at home watching TV. As the deputy director of the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department, he would normally have many dinner parties. However, not only was he ranked low among these deputy directors, he was also at odds with the Organization Department Minister Wu Fuliang. This put him in a very embarrassing position in the Organization Department. He became a deputy minister with only an empty position but no real power. This made many people who were familiar with the inside story not care about him at all.

Sitting at home, Zhou Chunhai has gotten used to going home after get off work. He also knows that no one cares about him because he has no real power. This is how the officialdom is. Everyone is like a character in a play. If you are the protagonist, people will naturally support you. But if you are just a minor character, why would others care about you? If he only had a little real power, at least his nephew Zhou Xingxing should have been able to become a regular official. It's a pity that a deputy minister of the Organization Department can't even turn his own nephew into a formal civil servant.

"Ding-ling-ling..." The phone rang on the sofa next to the living room. Zhou Chunhai frowned. Under normal circumstances, the phone ringing at this time would not be a good thing, and it was even more unlikely that someone wanted to invite him to dinner. Because it was really late at this time, the only possibility was that it was Wu Fuliang calling, maybe asking him to work overtime to write something. Really, he did the most work, but he was always thankless. This kind of life really made him a little tired.

"Hello." Zhou Chunhai answered the phone reluctantly. He knew that whether he liked it or not, he had to answer the phone. Otherwise, who knew whether Wu Fuliang would use this incident as an excuse to make things difficult for him.

"Are you uncle? I'm Xiaoxing."

"Oh, it's Xiaoxing, haha, how are you now?" Zhou Chunhai was very concerned about his nephew Zhou Xingxing, and treated him like his own son. And Zhou Xingxing was indeed very good at dealing with things. Although his uncle had an empty position, he would still call to greet him every now and then, and sometimes even go directly to the city to see his uncle. There were so many such phone calls, Zhou Chunhai didn't think much about it, he just thought Zhou Xingxing was just making a routine call to greet him.

"Uncle, you should come to Sijichun Restaurant right now. Oh, by the way, bring some more money, and hurry up." After Zhou Xingxing found out who Feng Sizhe was meeting, he had a plan in mind. In his opinion, this was a great opportunity to rise, not only for himself, but also for his uncle. For this reason, he asked Zhou Chunhai to bring money directly after the phone call without explaining anything to him. Bringing money is of course to pay for the meals of several leaders. The money will not cost too much, but the key is an attitude, a good opportunity for others to accept you and even appreciate you.

"Ah? What's wrong, Xingxing, did something happen?" When Zhou Chunhai heard his nephew's anxious voice asking him to bring money again, he became a little panicked and told him directly that Zhou Xingxing must have encountered some trouble that could not be solved.

"It's hard to explain over the phone, just come anyway." Zhou Xingxing didn't want to explain anything more. It was indeed hard to explain over the phone. All he had to do now was to ask his uncle to bring the money over quickly.

Zhou Xingxing hung up the phone anxiously, which startled Zhou Chunhai. He believed that his nephew must have encountered some problems. Thinking of his nephew's anxious voice on the phone, he had to pack up quickly, took all the few cash in the house, went downstairs in a hurry, took a taxi and went straight to Sijixiang.