Ai Mingao received a call from Li Yuanlang and had a premonition before he even heard the content of the conversation.

Li Yuanlang recommended Tian Nanye and deputy secretary-general of the municipal government Lin Jincheng to the provincial party committee.

Obviously, Tian Nanye is the candidate recommended by Huang Zhongli, and Lin Jincheng is the candidate for secretary-general urged by Zou Shengxuan.

It means that Li Yuanlang considered the overall situation and based on the principle of professional people managing professional affairs, he gave up his favorite Ai Mingao and did not fight for a piece of the personnel changes in Ruozhou.

Although Ai Mingao expressed his understanding of Li Yuanlang's choice, he was inevitably disappointed in his heart.

After several years of wasting time in the post of district party committee secretary, many colleagues who were at the starting line were either transferred to important positions, or they also went to the Municipal People's Congress or the Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference to reach the deputy department level and make plans for the next step.

And he thought this was a good opportunity, but he never thought of staying put.

The key point is that this kind of opportunity is rare. If you miss it once, you may miss it for the rest of your life.

In the evening, while talking to his wife on the phone, Song Yunhui consoled him and said, "I know you have a gap in your heart. Secretary Li must have had his reasons for mentioning Tian Nanye."

"Alas!" Ai Mingao sighed, "Opportunities are rare. If something happens in Ruozhou, there will always be officials who are fired from their posts. Forget it, maybe this is my fate."

"Shangguan Yunan took a fancy to me and promoted me, but something happened before I could do it. I finally came to Li Yuanlang, my classmate in the party school, and he admired me very much. Unexpectedly, he gave up on me at this juncture.

."

"Yunhui, I..."

The pain in Ai Mingao's heart cannot be persuaded by anyone, not even Li Yuanlang.

"Ming Gao, how about I go back to accompany you..."

Ai Mingao shook his head in denial, "Ai Rui has just been transferred to a new school. I'm not around. You, the mother, should accompany me. This will be beneficial to her learning and growth."

Having said that, Song Yunhui was worried about her husband, settled her daughter's affairs, and hurriedly took a flight back to Ruozhou on the third day.

She works at the Midong District Library and had already asked for a long leave from her unit leader.

Who doesn't know that Song Yunhui is the lover of the dignified district party committee secretary? Let alone asking for a long leave, she just doesn't come to work without saying hello. Who can say anything?

As she walked out of the airport, Song Yunhui suddenly heard someone calling her. When she turned around, she saw that it was Wen Xiumei, the wife of Jiamei District Party Committee Secretary Huo Xing'an.

They are all family members of the district party committee secretary, but Huo Xing'an is a member of the municipal party committee's standing committee and a real city leader.

Song Yunhui and Wen Xiumei had been colleagues, and their relationship was fairly good, and they occasionally moved around.

We met by chance at the airport. Wen Xiumei walked a few steps closer, held hands with Song Yunhui, and curiously asked her where she was coming back from.

Song Yunhui told the truth that she had just returned to her hometown in Yuanzhong Province. Seeing that Wen Xiumei was in high spirits, it seemed that good things were coming.

Wen Xiumei told her that she had just returned from the capital and went to meet a collector. She was inspired by the explanation about collection.

Wen Xiumei's collection is an open secret, and Song Yunhui is not surprised.

A car happened to pick up Wen Xiumei, so she took Song Yunhui with her and took the car back to the city.

In the car, Wen Xiumei patted Song Yunhui's hand and said, "I heard from Lao Huo that your Ming Gao missed the opportunity to be the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee this time. Yunhui, don't be discouraged. With Ming Gao's friendship with Secretary Li, there is still a chance.

."

Song Yunhui smiled bitterly and did not answer.

"Yunhui, what do you think of this thing?"

Wen Xiumei changed the subject, took out a small square box from Kun's bag, opened it and took out a small yellow bottle with an airbag connected to the mouth.

"What is this?" Song Yunhui lifted it up and looked at it over and over.

Yellow bottle body, gold foreign language font, brass bottle cap.

Smell it carefully and you will find a refreshing floral fragrance.

"What a weird thing. Could it be that it contains perfume?"

"Yunhui, you are so smart. It's just a perfume bottle, but it was something from more than a hundred years ago." Wen Xiumei lay next to Song Yunhui's ear and said mysteriously: "This is spread from the palace. Who in the palace can use it?"

Can you afford such an expensive thing? You will know after thinking about it.”

"It's that old woman!" Song Yunhui covered her mouth in shock.

"Who else could it be besides her?" Wen Xiumei continued: "The bottle is from that time, but the perfume is from now. It has been more than a hundred years old and has evaporated long ago. To be honest, this is a collection from the capital.

Master Guo passed it on to me, and I had to say all the good things he wanted before he reluctantly agreed."

"You don't know, this thing looks inconspicuous, but who can use it? The foreign things used by the old woman are priceless."

Taking the perfume bottle back with both hands, Wen Xiumei carefully put it into the box and put it in her bag.

Song Yunhui understood immediately, but she had questions about why this thing was brought back from the plane with such fanfare since it had cultural relic value.

But she didn't ask in detail, for fear of arousing Wen Xiumei's disgust and alarm.

Ai Mingao came home from get off work in the evening and smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen. He immediately walked in and saw that Song Yunhui had prepared four dishes and placed them on the dining table.

"Yunhui, you didn't say hello when you came back so I could pick you up."

His wife took the briefcase from Ai Mingao and urged him to wash his hands and get ready to eat.

At the same time, he served the cooked duck soup and poured a glass of white wine for Aimingao.

"Ming Gao, you have lost weight."

Looking at her husband's face, Song Yunhui said distressedly.

"You've been busy working all day, running around here and there, so it's time to exercise. Yunhui, come, let's have a drink. You take care of Xiaorui, it's harder than me."

Song Yunhui knew the root cause of Ai Minggao's low mood, and it was not appropriate to say too much words of comfort and only to the point.

Everyone understands the truth, but it can't be turned around for a while, and Aimingao needs time to slowly adjust his mood.

After taking a sip of liquor, Song Yunhui served Ai Mingao some food and casually mentioned his chance encounter with Wen Xiumei.

"Ming Gao, Wen Xiumei is busy collecting antiques all day long, and Deputy Secretary Huang likes miniatures. You are really a weird leader, and you have a wide range of hobbies."

It seems casual, but in fact it is an insinuation, insinuating that Ruozhou officials are not doing their jobs properly.

Ai Minggao snorted coldly, "What you see is only the surface. Huang Zhongli is rarely confused. Gu Xiu'an tried every means to win him over, and the rich and beautiful women took turns attacking. In order to avoid all this, Huang Zhongli simply made a miniaturization and packaged himself as

Gu Xiuan can't do anything to him if he doesn't care about world affairs."

"Thankfully he was careful, otherwise if we eradicate the Yuehua Group this time, his fate would be the same as those three, and they would not end well."

"Moreover, on the surface, he has no desires and desires, but in fact he has already made plans. It was his handiwork to promote Tian Nanye, but Secretary Li followed his suggestion, and the provincial party committee also adopted it. Tian Nanye has already entered the public announcement process, and will be promoted soon if

The state took office."

Without mentioning it, Ai Mingao raised his neck, drank the liquor in one gulp, grabbed the bottle, and filled it up again.

Seeing that Song Yunhui continued to chat, Aimingao was afraid that he might be drinking to relieve his sorrow, so he said: "I checked online and found that the first perfume with a sprayer came out in 1907. The old woman died in 1908. I wonder, this foreign product

How can perfume spread so quickly? I suspect that Wen Xiumei bought a fake."

Ai Mingao sneered and said: "You are so naive and careless. Wen Xiumei has been collecting for many years, so you won't be mistaken. Besides, her buying real or fake has nothing to do with you, and she doesn't give you a dime in making money."

."

In fact, Song Yunhui's mention of this matter was just to change the topic and had no other purpose.

Ai Mingao drank half a catty of wine and hid in the study for a long time.

It wasn't until Song Yunhui called him to take a shower that he walked out of the study with a cigarette in his mouth, stretched, took the pajamas from Song Yunhui, opened the door and entered the bathroom, paused for a moment, turned around and said, "Yunhui, please contact Wen Xiumei later."

, learn the secrets of collecting."

"Ming Gao, what are you..."

"Let's just treat it as an investment. Anyway, on the premise of not violating relevant regulations, it's good to add some income to our family. Xiaorui needs money, and we need to create a good foundation for her so that she can devote herself to studying.

We don’t have to consider the cost, it’s good for our family.”

After that, he opened the door and entered the bathroom.

Song Yunhui was confused by her husband's attitude.

Is this still the Aimingao she is familiar with? When did it become vulgar?

I originally thought that Ai Mingao was just talking, but Song Yunhui didn't take it to heart at all and felt that this matter was unreliable.

As everyone knows, when having breakfast the next day, Ai Mingao mentioned again that he hoped Song Yunhui would become Wen Xiumei's teacher, learn how to collect cultural relics, and earn some money to supplement the family income.

Song Yunhui thought she had heard wrongly, so she asked Aimingao and got his affirmative answer.
Chapter completed!