For the past two days, there had not been a break in dinners, one after another. On Friday night, Bai Zongfeng personally hosted the meeting, and all the staff of the Municipal Party Committee sent Lu Yiwei off. That night, Bai Zongfeng drank too much. Perhaps no one present had ever seen him drunk, but for Lu Yiwei, he drank himself unconscious. According to Bao Shuming, there had never been such a high-standard farewell ceremony, which was enough to show his love and reluctance to part.
The night before departure, Guo Jinzhu hosted a farewell party for Lu Yiwei at the Donghu Club. With his influence and appeal, he gathered Xu Caimao, Bai Zongfeng, Zhang Zhiyuan, and others. That night, Lu Yiwei got drunk. Sometimes thinking about it, how could he receive the care and attention of so many leaders? Zhang Zhiyuan had once concluded that he was a righteous person who valued friendship and righteousness, hated evil as if it was his enemy, was dependable in doing things, and had a sense of propriety. Any leader would like such a person.
This was the unique advantage and capital of the secretary party.
From now on, he temporarily bid farewell to being a secretary and would truly be in charge as a governor. As for whether he would be a secretary again in the future, he could not guarantee.
Even though he drank too much last night, he still woke up early the next day. Fan Chunfang did not sleep for the entire night and stayed by his side to guard him. Looking at his wife's haggard face, Lu Yiwei tried to smile, touched his cheek, and said with distress, "You didn't sleep all night?"
Fan Chunfang smiled and shook her head. "Are you feeling better?"
Lu Yiwei sat up and rubbed his swollen head. Looking at Lang Lang who was sleeping soundly next to him, he kissed him on the forehead, touched his hands and feet, and got out of bed. "Better. What time is it?"
"It's still early. It's only half past six. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"No, I'd better leave early. It's a five-hour journey to Nanzhou City. If I leave late, it'll be noon by the time I arrive."
"What's the hurry? Isn't it reporting today?"
"You still have to go early. The earlier you report, the more at ease." With that, he went into the bathroom to wash up. Fan Chunfang immediately went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
After washing up, Lu Yiwei packed his things into his bag. He looked around to make sure he didn't leave anything behind, but he still felt uneasy. He went to the study and rummaged through it for a long time. He saw Xijiang Literature scattered on the desk and hesitated for a moment before putting it in.
At 6: 50 am, Hu Peng arrived. Carrying big and small bags down, the trunk was stuffed to the brim. Fan Chunfang didn't know what to do. She had to cook and clean up at the same time. In the end, the noodles were burnt.
"I'll cook it for another night."
Lu Yiwei scooped it out of the pot and said, "I like to eat burnt food. It's flavorful."
Fan Chunfang looked at him and wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.
They were finally leaving. Fan Chunfang's heart felt empty. She sent Lu Yiwei downstairs and held his hand tightly. She was afraid that she would lose control of her emotions, so she tried hard to restrain herself. Lu Yiwei could feel the strength passing through her fingers. He was also upset and reluctant to leave, but he couldn't show it because he was the pillar of the family.
When he came to the car, Lu Yiwei stopped. He turned back and looked at her desolate but expectant eyes. He raised his hand and touched his cheek. He smiled faintly and said, "It's been hard on you while I'm not here. Let Shuman pick up the kids at noon, so you can relax."
Fan Chunfang nodded and said, "Well, take care on the road. Remember to call me when you arrive."
"Okay, then you can go back. It's not like I won't come back. Maybe I'll be back by the weekend. "With that, he opened the door and got into the car.
Fan Chunfang stood there, watching the car slowly move forward and the window slowly close. When the car drove out of the gate, she was already in tears.
It was hard to feel the warmth of a man in this family.
This was because she had experienced it since she was young. Her parents were busy with work and often left her alone at home. Loneliness occupied her whole life. Even now, her father rarely came home. At that time, she swore that when she grew up, she must find a man to stay by her side. In the end, things did not turn out as she wished. She repeated the same mistakes as her mother. This was fate!
Lu Yiwei kept staring at the rearview mirror, observing Fan Chunfang's every move. Seeing her tears, his chest tightened and his heart broke. Fortunately, his son was sleeping soundly. If he called his father and refused to let him go, it would be even harder to let him go.
After two to three years of getting along, Hu Peng had basically figured out Lu Yiwei's temperament. Moreover, at this time of parting, he deliberately slowed down the car and only sped up after leaving the neighborhood.
Through the car window, Lu Yiwei looked at the place where he had fought. He couldn't wait to memorize every street and scene in the shortest time possible. It would not be long before this place would no longer exist.
Summing up his three years of work in the Jiangdong Municipal Party Committee, he did not do anything earth-shattering. He had been hiding behind Bai Zongfeng, quietly contributing and being his hero behind the scenes. Although it seemed ordinary, he had gained a lot of knowledge and accumulated a lot of experience. Perhaps for a long time in the future, he would not be able to shake off Bai Zongfeng's shadow. He might even follow in Bai Zongfeng's footsteps and imitate his work style and conduct. In the later stages, he would be able to break through the fixed way of thinking and find his own style.
In the eyes of others, Bai Zongfeng's evaluation was not high. His ability was average and his standard was limited. If not for his background in the capital, he might not even be able to be the district secretary. Other than envy and jealousy, there was no suitable reason for others to follow the crowd. However, Lu Yiwei's view was different from others. Bai Zongfeng was still a real talent. Otherwise, no matter how powerful his connections were, he would not be able to help him.
The provincial capital was different from other prefecture-level cities. The number of tasks was at least three times that of other places. He could make such a large city safe and stable in three years. This was his political achievement. If it were someone else, they might not be able to do better than him.
When the car reached the entrance of the highway, Hu Peng turned around and said, "Uncle Lu, is the car in front waiting for you?"
Lu Yiwei sat up and saw a black Accord parked by the roadside with its flashing lights on. A tall and thin man stood beside the car, shivering in the cold. They kept looking in the direction of the car.
"What's the license plate number?"
Hu Peng looked carefully and said, "West E-A9055."
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