The "Tao Te Ching" says that governing a big country is like cooking small things, and doing big things is the same. The timing and temperature are very important. You cannot be eager to achieve success or use too much force. Therefore, although Du Qiu intends to promote the expansion of university enrollment, he did not take action immediately. He is preparing to wait for Liu Yun to find out the mastermind behind the manipulation of public opinion before making plans.

I originally thought that it would take at least ten days and half a month for Liu Yunlai to find out, but unexpectedly, just two days later, on the morning of December 31, Du Qiu was working with Lin Jinyan and Wang Xiaoya in the community to make snowmen. He called to report.

"Mr. Du, do you still remember Wei Zhiming?"

Wei Zhiming was the person who collided with Du Qiu during the lecture last month. Of course, he remembered and suspected that this person was secretly revenge, but after analyzing it, he felt that the possibility was not high, because this guy was arrogant and arrogant, and dared to scold people in front of all the big guys. He was ignorant and could not hide things. It was not a material for conspiracy.

"It's him?"

"It's not him, but it has something to do with him. The person who made those reports was named Yan Shengrong, who is Wei Zhiming's stepmother. This stepmother is quite special. She is only 28 years old this year, 10 years younger than Wei Zhiming. She is the re-married son of his father in 1990."

"I'm 28 years old this year. Wouldn't that mean I was only 23 when I got married in 1990?" Du Qiu was a little surprised when he heard this. He put down the shovel of the snow shovel and walked to the side and asked, "How old is Wei Zhiming's father?"

"I was 61 years old in 1990. It is said that I had a stroke shortly after getting married to Yan Shengrong, and I didn't die until September this year." Liu Yunlai's sound of flipping through documents was heard, and then he said: "According to the information I found, Yan Shengrong went to the Wei family to work as a nanny at the age of 17. He worked as a nanny for about two years. Then Wei Zhiming's father sponsored her to take the college entrance examination, and she was admitted to the International Political School. As soon as she graduated from university, the two got married."

"A very legendary woman, where is this Yan Shengrong currently working in?"

"Wei Zhiming's father is a senior diplomat. He has worked in several European countries for many years and has made a lot of extra money. His family is not short of money. Therefore, Yan Shengrong did not go to work after graduation. He usually does some temporary private work, such as simultaneous interpretation, receiving foreign guests, and preparing cocktail parties."

"If you don't lack money, there will definitely be a lot of inheritance. A stepmother of Yan Shengrong's age has a conflict of interest with Wei Zhiming, so his relationship should not be very good. Why do you have to secretly manipulate public opinion against us?"

"This is a bit weird." Liu Yunlai didn't seem to know what to say, and then explained after smacking his lips: "After receiving the fax the day before yesterday, I immediately contacted several journalists and friends in Pujiang and the Southern Newspaper system and asked them to help verify it. Then last night, Yan Shengrong took the initiative to call me and reported her identity and said that it was her."

"Is that right?" Du Qiu also felt a little weird and asked, "What did she tell you on the phone?"

"Saying she wants to meet you once, these reports are letters of fame."

"The slander?" Du Qiu felt even more strange and said, "The slanderer who expresses loyalty is the slanderer. These reports show muscles, and more like blackmail... Could it be that these reports could have been more violent and weakened by her?"

"It's possible. In fact, if Yan Shengrong hadn't exposed it on his own initiative, I wouldn't have found it easy for me to investigate, because I would never have thought that someone like her would have something to do with Snapdragon." Liu Yunlai sighed for a few words, and then asked, "Will Mr. Du see her?"

"Has she said something else?"

"It's gone, I just want to see you."

Du Qiu was not sure what a scheming woman who heard this sounded like when she saw what she was going to do, so she tapped her forehead with her gloves. After thinking for a few seconds, she said, "Do you have her contact information?"

"No, she called me by public phone and said she would contact me at noon today." Liu Yunlai hesitated for a moment and reminded: "Mr. Du, Yan Shengrong studied at the International Political Academy at that time, and in name, it is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Education, but in fact it is under the jurisdiction of the security department. She may have special channels to know some information that we don't know."

"It's so mysterious, just like an underground party. Since that's the case, let's meet." Du Qiu felt that it was nothing to meet, and said, "Ask her if she has time to do anything in the past two days of New Year's Day. If she has time, come to Yuncheng and ask her to take care of the air ticket... Forget it, I'll give it."

"good."

...

When Du Qiu and Liu Yun came to talk to each other, Jiang Danfeng had just gotten up. After finishing her vocal class in Tokyo yesterday afternoon, she took a flight to Pujiang and then took a train from Pujiang to Yuncheng. She had been tossing for nearly ten hours and got home after 1 o'clock in the middle of the night. She was exhausted and exhausted.

"Danfeng, come and have a porridge. Your dad got up at six in the morning and cooked it. It was fragrant and strong."

"Dad, why do you get up so early in the winter?" Jiang Danfeng yawned and sat down at the dining table, saying, "If you want to drink porridge, just go to the entrance of the community to buy it."

"Damn girl, your dad feels sorry for you. It's okay if you don't appreciate it, but you even scold him." Jiang's mother knocked her on the head with chopsticks and said, "Look at your bad face, go to bed after breakfast."

"I won't sleep anymore. I'll go to Guangming Cinema to rehearse the New Year's Eve program with Du Qiu later." Jiang Danfeng took a spoon and scooped a bite of the thick porridge with a just-warm temperature and said vaguely: "Dad, your porridge is better than before, and it didn't get white in the morning."

"If you have some delicious food, eat more, and I'll help you with a bowl of cold."

"Dad, I am your daughter, not a guest, don't do anything, I have my own hands." Jiang Danfeng reached out and stopped his father from going to the kitchen and said, "I bought you a down jacket in Tokyo. In the black box at the door, you can find it and try to see if it fits."

"Why are you buying clothes for your dad again? I haven't worn them last time."

"I bought one for you, too."

"You have a conscience."

Jiang's mother opened the box with a smile, found a dark gray down jacket from it and handed it to Jiang's father, asking him to try clothes in the bedroom. She held the red down jacket and moved a chair to sit at the dining table, and asked in a low voice: "Danfeng, when Du Qiu went to the train station to pick you up last night, did you ask him if he had?"

"What are you asking?"

"Just ask him about going to the Northeast for the New Year with him."

"No question." Jiang Danfeng glared at his mother and complained: "How many times have you told you, don't worry about me and Du Qiu, you just don't listen."

"I don't care about it anymore, I just asked you to ask." Jiang's mother said with a grudge and said, "You two have lived together for more than half a year, so he must have an explanation."

"What is the explanation?" Jiang Danfeng hummed twice and asked back: "The two houses in Qinchunyuan are not considered explanations? Snapdragon's shares are not considered explanations? Companies that earn tens of thousands of yuan a month are not considered explanations? Villas in Beijing are not considered explanations? The new table, new sofa and new TV in this room are not considered explanations?"

"Then...then..." Jiang's mother stuttered by a series of back-and-back questions. After a few breaths, she argued: "Apart from the house in Qinchun Garden, everything else is something you work hard on by yourself!"

"Mom, just save money. You and my dad have worked in the car factory for 30 years and have not even worked for a deposit of 100,000 yuan. I have only worked for half a year and have worked for millions." Jiang Danfeng scoffed and said, "Do you think I am a fairy who descended to earth and can turn stones into gold? I am just lucky and have been with Du Qiu."

"It's because Du Qiu is good, so you have to settle your relationship with him as soon as possible, and then get married and stay with him for the rest of your life."

"Mom, you're thinking too much. I don't plan to marry him now." Jiang Danfeng slowly drank the porridge and said, "Even if he is willing to marry me, I will establish a property division agreement like an American, before getting married. His money belongs to him and my money belongs to me."

"You...you...danfeng, I said, are you stupid when you go abroad? If you don't study well, you have to learn those messy things, such as not getting married or dividing property. I tell you, we Chinese don't pay attention to this!" Jiang's mother was so angry that she was dizzy and slapped the table and said, "If you don't ask, I will ask Du Qiu in person and see what he said!"

"If you want to break up the couple, let me and him break up, then go and ask." Jiang Danfeng put down the spoon, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the fried dumplings, and reminded calmly: "Mom, we Chinese don't pay attention to the foreigners' style, but if you think about it with your mind, although Du Qiu is Chinese, he didn't grow up in China!"

Jiang's mother-in-law's rising aura melted instantly like snowflakes splashed with hot water, and asked, "Do you mean Du Qiu prefers foreigners' style?"

"Du Qiu is very slutty, it's hard to figure out what he likes, but it's definitely not the kind of honest man I'm like." Jiang Danfeng stuffed fried dumplings into the porridge and said, "And even honest men are still unreliable after having money. Isn't your Logistics Chief Lu in the Logistics Department a typical example? Everyone used to praise him for his loyalty and duty, but as a section chief, he got divorced and made a mistress. Du Qiu is more than one million times better than Chief Lu. Do you think that a marriage certificate can last a lifetime?"

"But you can't just drag it like that."

"What's wrong with dragging it?" Jiang Danfeng sighed, put down his chopsticks, faced Jiang's mother sideways, and analyzed: "Mom, why can't you always turn around! Du Qiu has everything, I have nothing, you ask me to force him, if he is too anxious, dumps me and finds a new love, and finds a better condition, what should I do? What should I take to grab it back?"

After hearing this, Jiang's mother was speechless. She sat there for a while and asked, "What are you going to do in the future?"

"I like Du Qiu, and Du Qiu likes me too. As long as this relationship remains unchanged, I can borrow his resources to do my career." Jiang Danfeng thought about it after returning from Thailand and said, "How much fun you can make money yourself, why do you have to be a canary and stay at home and wait for the man to give it to you?"

"But life is not just money. You always have your own home in the future, and you always have children, right?"

"Let's talk about those things after I was 30 years old. I just graduated from college and haven't had enough fun yet. How can I have time to have kung fu?" Jiang Danfeng picked up the chopsticks again and warned again: "Mom, you and my dad have a generation gap with Du Qiu, and you don't know him. Don't talk too much, otherwise you will definitely help you."

"Okay, okay! Look at what you can do, you can treat your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. Please be blessed by yourself, we don't care."

"By the way, has Du Qiu delivered the house he bought for you in Qinchunyuan?"

"It's delivered. On December 15th, Mr. Wang from the real estate company personally handed the key to your father. We have visited it several times and even the decoration master has contacted him."

"Don't, you two have too bad taste, so I'll decorate it. I know a very good decoration designer." Jiang Danfeng added with a warm and cramped smile on his face: "Du Qiu likes the works designed by this designer very much."

"Oh well."
Chapter completed!