Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"Such a thing will happen. Don't worry, Mr. Wen. I will ask about it right away. Please wait." The person who answered the phone was the current Prime Minister of the Republic, Lu Guofan, who immediately showed that he attached great importance to the matter.

About ten minutes later, the phone next to Mr. Wen rang, and Lu Guofan's voice came from the other end, "Mr. Wen, I have figured out this matter. It is said that your grandson Wen Rujie injured the grandson of Zhao Mingyuan, the Minister of the General Armaments of the People's Liberation Army, Feng Sizhe, which led him to your house. Hey, I heard that he agreed to this matter."

It would have been fine if Lu Guofan hadn't mentioned anything else, but once he said that he had spoken, Wen Guoyue didn't know what to say for a moment. After about half a minute, he said, "So that's how it is. So what? Does he mean that he wants me to hand over my grandson in person? It's just that one person was injured, and no one died? What does he want?"

"Don't be anxious, Mr. Wen. Let me go to his place right away to see how the matter can be handled. What do you think?" Lu Guofan was actually a little helpless. It seemed that he could decide everything in his position, but in fact, he had to consider all aspects of the impact when dealing with each matter. As a result, it was actually very difficult for him to make a decision.

People have said this, what else can Wen Ruyue say. "Okay, I'll trouble you to worry about this matter, I'll wait for your news." He hung up the phone helplessly, and after hanging up the phone, he shouted to the hall, "Where's Xiaojie? Find him for me and see how I teach him a lesson."

When Mr. Wen shouted that he wanted to see Xiaojie, Wen Rujie, who was hiding in the house, was frightened. To be honest, he really didn't expect Zhao Mingyuan to be so crazy. He really lived up to his name of Crazy Zhao.

"Dad, Dad, calm down first, calm down. Xiaojie was just joking with that guy named Feng. Who would have thought that he was so weak? No one expected this." Wen Rujie's mother Li Huaiyu stepped forward and appeared beside Old Man Wen.

"What? You call this a joke? A dozen people holding sticks and beating an unarmed person is considered a joke? Well, let me ask you, what does it mean to be serious? Does it count only when all the planes, cannons and tanks are used? huh? Let me tell you, Xiaojie has been spoiled by you." It would have been better if Li Huaiyu didn't say anything. When he said this, Wen Lao was very angry.

Wen Chaoying hurried to his father's side and patted him on the back. "Dad, don't be angry. Xiaojie is a little immature and does things without thinking. This is also due to our negligence as parents. But then again, this Zhao Mingyuan is too arrogant. He actually ran to Xiangshan Villa to make trouble. Doesn't he know who lives nearby? He made these old leaders restless. Isn't he deliberately trying to make others laugh at our Wen family?"

Wen Chaoying's words hit the nail on the head. Wen Guoyue had experienced everything in his life, and in his old age, he no longer had much desire to fight for power and profit, but he just cared about his face, fearing that others would look down on him. Now that his son said this, it hit his soft spot. Yes, blocking the door of the villa and shouting in the middle of the night, wouldn't it make people nearby laugh at him? He was completely embarrassed.

Wen Guoyue, who was getting angrier the more he thought about it, stood up and said, "Okay, just follow me out. I want to see what this crazy Zhao wants to do. Does he dare to break into a private house?"

Wen Guoyue is of course much more experienced than Zhao Mingyuan, and his age is also there. To be honest, he really dares to do this, but as to whether Crazy Zhao will buy his account, to be honest, he has no idea. But since the thing has happened, he has to face it. It is not a good idea to hide in the house and act like a coward.

Wen Guoyue was angry, and Wen Chaoying hurriedly followed his father. He really wanted to see what this crazy Zhao would do in the face of his father's pressure and face. If he really dared not to give his father's face, hehe, then there would be trouble. It would be equivalent to not taking all the retired old leaders seriously. If so, it would definitely make a lot of people dissatisfied, and his life would be very difficult.

Wen Guoyue had just taken a step forward when the phone rang. The urgent sound of the phone pulled him back. He reached out and picked up the phone, "Hello, this is Wen Guoyue."

"Mr. Wen, this is Lu Guofan. I'm here with the old leader. The old leader has already called Comrade Zhao Mingyuan and asked him to vacate the Xiangshan Villa. You can have a good sleep now." The call was indeed from Lu Guofan. He reported the news he had just received to Mr. Wen.

When Wen Guoyue heard that Zhao Mingyuan was leaving, his anger subsided a lot. He thought that it was understandable that someone else's grandson was beaten and came to his house to yell. "Well, well, if that's the case, then I think let it go. But let me say this. It's true that my grandson beat up Crazy Zhao's grandson, but he also ran here to yell for a long time, so this is fair. If Crazy Zhao still makes trouble for this matter, I won't just watch it."

"I understand, I understand. Mr. Wen, please rest assured. This matter is over. It's over." Lu Guofan assured Mr. Wen with the face of a peacemaker.

Zhao Mingyuan, who was outside the villa, actually received a call from the old leader. After a call, no matter how angry he was, he had to call off the attack. After all, the old leader's authority was there, and no one was allowed to provoke or infringe upon it.

On the surface, it seemed that Feng Sizhe's beating was in vain, but in fact, Zhao Mingyuan went to the Wen family villa to vent his anger, which made the Wen family lose face, because no one in the Wen family dared to show up from beginning to end. The matter quickly spread among the high-level officials in Kyoto the next day. For this reason, Feng Sizhe, who originally wanted to keep a low profile, was on the list. Many people knew that Feng Sizhe was not easy to mess with because he had a strong grandfather who could give everything for him.

After waking up the next day, Feng Sizhe heard about what happened last night. He was of course very grateful for his grandfather's help. "Grandpa, you don't have to do this. It's such a huge political risk. It's not worth it for my grandson."

"Tsk, if it's not worth it for you, then what do you think is worth it for me to do? Besides, the old leader has always supported me in this matter. You've been envied since he sent a plaque to congratulate you on your marriage, and then something like this happened. Do you think the old leader will be happy? You have to know that these people want to deal with you, which means they don't give the old leader face. If we don't give the Wen family a good shock this time, how can our Zhao family gain a foothold in the future? Where will you let the old leader save his face?" Zhao Mingyuan said somewhat indignantly.

Feng Sizhe knew that his grandfather had been a guard for Comrade Deguo En, and he also saw through this incident that there was a political struggle at the top. He thought that since he was in a low position and had little power, it would be better for him not to get involved in this matter. Anyway, everyone knew how to deal with it. As long as the bottom line was not broken, everyone would be able to accept it. And he also understood a truth through this incident, that is, don't trust anyone easily. Just yesterday, he first believed Qin Tian and went to the Sai Mulan Club without a guard, and almost got into trouble. In the evening, he only took Li Shuang to meet Ding Qiang, and almost died there. Thinking about it now makes people scared.

Feng Sizhe had just thought about Ding Qiang's matter when Colonel Li Zhiyong walked in. "Commander, Secretary Ding Deren has come here with his son Ding Qiang to apologize. He is right outside the ward. What do you think we should do?"

Ding Qiang was one of the masterminds behind Feng Sizhe's injury. If he hadn't called to arrange it, Feng Sizhe would never have taken Li Shuang out alone at night. To put it bluntly, this was also the result of Feng Sizhe trusting people too much, but no matter what, he was one of the murderers and there was no way he could escape.

Hearing that Secretary Ding had come with his son, Zhao Mingyuan turned his gaze to his grandson, "Zhe'er, what do you think we should do?"

I don't know when it started, but whenever it comes to Feng Sizhe, Zhao Mingyuan habitually asks him. This is a kind of respect for him, and also a recognition of his ability. Now Ding Deren has brought his son to apologize. The matter was caused by Feng Sizhe, so he should ask for his opinion.

Feng Sizhe met his grandfather's gaze and nodded, "Grandpa, what do you think?"

Regardless of whether Feng Sizhe has already made up his mind, he still has to listen to his grandfather's opinion.

"This is your business, you can handle it as you wish. I respect any decision you make." Zhao Mingyuan said in a very affirmative tone.

"Okay, then Uncle Li, please invite Secretary Ding and Ding Qiang in." Seeing that his grandfather supported him so much, Feng Sizhe decided to make the decision on this matter himself.

Li Zhiyong nodded, and walked out of the ward without even listening to Zhao Mingyuan's opinion. This was because he knew that he would support Feng Sizhe without asking the leader.

After a while, Li Zhiyong walked into the ward again, followed by Ding Deren and his son Ding Qiang.