Xiao Zheng quickly lowered his status and said, "Secretary Han, you are too kind. You can call me Xiao Zheng or Xiao Xiao. "
Xiao Zheng had said the same words to Xiao Yang before, but it was because of these words that Xiao Yang's confidence was completely crushed. At this moment, these words fell into Secretary Han's ears, and he was very happy. His evaluation of Xiao Zheng also went up another level.
Under normal circumstances, Xiao Zheng would be humble in front of Secretary Han, which was a common attitude for many young people. Even someone as proud as Bai Wushuang would never dare to be presumptuous. But most of the time, it was not because of their own self-restraint, but because of Secretary Han's authority.
Therefore, although Xiao Zheng's attitude seemed normal, in Secretary Han's eyes, it was a plus.
Others might not know, but Secretary Han, who had direct access to the Central Government, knew it clearly. This young man whom he met for the first time was not a simple person. The officials that he had contact with were at least at the vice-ministerial level, and he was even brothers with many big shots of the State Council. Even Mr. Yang, who had many students, had personally helped him.
And what made Secretary Han look at Xiao Zheng in a new light was that his big supporter, Mr. Hu, had also praised him. And he had secretly helped him once.
That was also the time when Xiao Zheng wrestled with Secretary Song, and he narrowly won a game.
A young man, except for the Long Formation's temporary position, basically had no experience in politics, and he could withstand the attack of a member of the Politburo. Because of this alone, he deserved Secretary Han's absolute attention.
Under such a situation, Xiao Zheng still took the initiative to support him, how could Secretary Han not enjoy it?
What a sensible young man.
"Then I will call you Xiao Zheng like Brother Bai." Secretary Han smiled amiably. "If you want to find me, why bother Brother Bai? Just come to the office and find me. "
This was a statement, but it also indirectly destroyed Xiao Yang's view of the world. As a serious official with real power, it was difficult for him to get such treatment, but he, a business person who was less than thirty years old, could enjoy it?
Isn't this too unfair?
Xiao Yang recalled how Xiao Zheng had toppled the Wang Department in one night, and she calmed down a little. He swore that he would hide from this Gui Jian Chou for the rest of his life. Let alone meeting him, he didn't even want to hear his voice!
Secretary Han didn't use Mr. Hu's name to get along. On the one hand, it seemed abrupt. On the other hand, he was afraid that Mr. Hu would be unhappy. After all, Elder Hu acted in secret and did not directly contact Xiao Zheng. Moreover, any leader who was involved in such a private matter would always try to avoid arousing suspicion. He didn't want too many people to know the inside story. Image. Many officials and big shots had their image ruined.
After some small talk, Secretary Han and Bai Wuxia sat at Xin Ao's table. It was exactly where Xiao Yang and Xiao Liqun had been sitting.
This action made the group of Xin Ao employees feel like they were dreaming. They couldn't believe it.
Just a while ago, Xiao Yang had used her prestige to suppress Blue Heart and was about to explode. At this moment, the leader of White City, Bai Wuxia, the Duke of White City, sat down casually with a beaming face. And he took the initiative to greet the people of Xin Ao. He asked them to relax.
Look at him, and look at Xiao Yang's style. The people of Xin Ao sighed in their hearts. They were all officials in the imperial court, but why was there such a big gap between them?
After everyone was seated, Xiao Zheng felt rather gratified in his heart.
He didn't ask Bai Wuxia why he was here. But since Secretary Han was accompanying him, it proved that this time Bai Wuxia's appearance was, to a large extent, a return. The return of the king.
It seemed that his message had played a role.
But Xiao Zheng also believed that with Bai Wuxia's information network, he wouldn't be slower than him to know about Qiu Shou's malice toward the Bai family. And whether it was mixed with Lin Laoyao's attitude or not, for the time being, was not mentioned. The identity of the descendant of the Zhao family alone was enough to attract enough attention from Bai Wuxia.
Old Master Bai was over 70 years old. Even if he had wisdom, his brain had deteriorated, and he couldn't stand such a high-intensity confrontation. Especially in the face of the powerful and mysterious descendant of the Zhao family. Bai Wushuang was too young to be of great use. If there was no fatal threat, the Bai family would have the confidence to pay a few more tuition fees for Bai Wushuang's youth, so that he could slowly grow up. But in the face of the descendant of the Zhao family, one failure could lead to the collapse of the family. The Bai family couldn't afford to gamble, and Bai Wuxia wouldn't allow such a situation to happen.
Backstage.
In a dark corner, Bai Wushuang witnessed everything that happened in the venue with his own eyes. His face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth.
No one informed Bai Wushuang about the appearance of Bai Wuxia.
Even his grandfather pretended to be confused.
This was an opportunity for Bai Cheng to recognize Bai Wushuang. And as one of the initiators of the summit, Bai Wushuang also received enough attention. He was designated as an important guest for the opening speech. For this reason, Bai Wushuang repeatedly familiarized himself with the opening speech. He had to give his best performance.
But now, everyone was no longer looking forward to him, the person who was about to take the stage to open the ceremony. Instead, they turned their attention to his uncle.
Liar!
Didn't you refuse to go down the mountain?
Why do you want to come down?
Didn't you decide to hand over the inheritance of the Bai family to me? Why did you come back!?
Bai Wuxia, are you kidding me!?
Bai Wushuang's heart sank to the bottom. All of his pride and dignity had been completely crushed the moment Bai Wuxia showed up. He even lost the mood to give the opening speech on the stage. The gloomy expression on his face seemed to drown him at any time.
Ding dong.
At this moment, a text message suddenly came in on his phone.
At this moment, Bai Wushuang was not in the mood to look at his phone. But when he saw the word 'father' on the screen, Bai Wushuang scrolled through the text message with difficulty.
The content of the text message was like a stone thrown into the calm surface of a lake. It completely disturbed Bai Wushuang's mood.
"Son, do what you have to do. No one can take away everything that belongs to you. Including him. "
Bai Wushuang's heart was extremely shocked.
His father, who hid in the laboratory all day doing scientific research, who was kind and always looked like a good person, actually said such overbearing words?
Bai Wushuang was a little confused. He dialed his father's number in a mess.
"Hello —"
Bai Wushuang's voice was hoarse, and he said bitterly, "Father, you —"
"I'm in the laboratory. Call me after the summit."
Bai Ziwen's voice was as gentle as ever, but full of unquestionable momentum. Instantly, Bai Wushuang regained his confidence, and his eyes lit up.
"OK! I know, father! "
After hanging up the phone, Bai Wushuang put away his phone and silently recited the opening speech again. He tried his best to memorize it.
Then, he stood in front of a mirror and tidied up his appearance. A generous and calm smile appeared on his face. He knew that this battle had just begun.
He also knew that the only way to become the King of White City was to step on his uncle's shoulder.
White City couldn't have two kings. Bai Wushuang completely understood this simple truth tonight.
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