Chapter 52 Hidden Disease [Eight Updates]

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Thinking of Tan Yongqian, he put down his briefcase and said, "In that case, I'll pour a cup of tea."

Seeing that Tan Yongqian, a middle-aged man, really took a teacup to pour tea for himself, Zhang Weidong felt a little awkward, but he remembered that Bai Rong had just said that he and Tan Zhengming had burned incense and kowtowed in front of Guan Gong, and then remembered that sacred feeling, so he let him go. I just stared at Tan Yongqian, and I was secretly worried. As an elder, should I give some gifts or something? But now I have nothing else in my pocket except the remaining 550 yuan after buying fruit. Should I give him some money to buy some candy by himself?

Thinking of this, even Zhang Weidong himself felt ridiculous. But if you don't pay, what can you give?

When Zhang Weidong was secretly worried, Tan Yongqian had poured tea and walked to him.

At this time, Zhang Weidong began to really look at Tan Yongqian carefully, thinking that Tan Yongqian not only looked like his brother, but also his physique was like his brother. The five wooden roots were unique, which was a material for martial arts practice, but he was a little less masculine.

No, people who practice martial arts are full of yang. Although the true qi in Tan Yongqian's body is extremely weak, he has obviously also practiced martial arts. How come the masculinity is not as good as ordinary people?

Thinking of this, Zhang Weidong's eyes couldn't help changing and becoming particularly bright. Tan Zhengming and Bai Rong didn't feel it. Tan Yongqian, who was facing Zhang Weidong, was shocked. He thought about how the young man's eyes were so bright and sharp. Is he really a martial arts master? He was too young.

"Uncle Zhang, please have tea." Tan Yongqian suppressed the surprise in his heart and reluctantly bowed slightly to hold the tea.

At this time, Zhang Weidong didn't feel uncomfortable because he was thinking about things in his heart. He took the teacup casually, nodded and said, "Well, Yongqian, you're welcome."

Although this boy is young, he is quite arrogant. Seeing Zhang Weidong's natural and light-hearted appearance, Tan Yongqian is secretly dissatisfied. In addition to his parents, Wuzhou City can't afford to be the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor to bring tea and water so respectfully now. But Tan Zhengming sat on the side and stared at him. No matter how much dissatisfaction Tan Yongqian had in his heart, he could only suppress it. I can't help it. Since I was a child, my family has been strict. He has always feared his father and given him courage. This dissatisfaction can only be thought about in his heart.

Zhang Weidong took a sip of tea, then casually put the teacup on the coffee table, and pointed to Tan Yongqian, who was about to find an excuse to leave, and said, "Yongqian, sit down. I have something to ask you."

Shit, this boy really regards himself as my own uncle! No matter how good Tan Yongqian was, he couldn't help secretly saying a rude word in his heart. But in front of his father, he couldn't say this, so he deliberately raised his hand to look at his watch and frowned slightly. I thought that if this boy is a smart man, he should know that he doesn't want to make friends with him.

Unfortunately, his son is not his father. Tan Zhengming looked at his son's hand, raised his watch and frowned. He didn't know that he actually looked down on Zhang Weidong, the new young uncle, in his heart. He immediately got angry and stared at him and said, "What are you looking at? Didn't you hear your uncle tell you to sit down?

Tan Yongqian had to sit down depressed when he heard the words.

Of course, Zhang Weidong can see Tan Yongqian's reluctance, but he can also understand his mood at this time. No matter who goes straight to the age of confusion, he will suddenly be forced to call a young man in his early twenties uncle, which will also be very upset. As a senior official of the municipal government, Tan Yongqian can call Zhang Weidong uncle and bring tea and water. In fact, it is very valuable. If it were a slightly unfilial child, I'm afraid he would scold the old man for being confused, and then shook his hand and left.

So after seeing Tan Yongqian sit down, Zhang Weidong still asked kindly, "I take the liberty to ask, Yongqian, are you not humane?"

As soon as poor Tan Yongqian sat down, he was blushed by Zhang Weidong's words and almost jumped up.

This is Tan Yongqian's shame as a man and his secret. Except for the doctor, only he and his parents know this secret. Even his cousins and best friends don't know it. But I didn't expect that the secret would be known by a young man who had just met today.

"Dad, you?" This time, Tan Yongqian was really a little angry, so he turned his head and shouted at his father.

After so many years of secretly seeking medical treatment, Tan Yongqian has already lost confidence in his own aspect. Therefore, since he was 25 years old, he has completely given up the hope of healing. On the way to the official, he did not talk about his children's private affairs, and even martial arts were no longer practiced. No matter how well you practice, you are just a master. No matter how long you live, it's just a shrinking turtle. Because of his career, coupled with his ability and Tan Zhengming's influence in politics, Tan Yongqian climbed to the position of Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee at the age of 34. Last year, he became a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee at the age of 35 and truly became one of the decision makers who control the development direction of Wuzhou. Tan Yongqian is thirty-six years old this year. At his current age, as long as he develops smoothly, it is completely possible to take the position of mayor or even secretary of the municipal party committee before the age of 45.

Such a good-looking, high-ranking and promising government official is actually single. You can imagine how many women are staring at him and how many women are shamelessly pestering him. But Tan Yongqian was not moved at all. To be precise, it was not that he didn't have it, but he didn't dare. Over time, not only the women pestered him, but also the leaders of the municipal party committee and some old leaders began to care about his marriage one after another, which annoyed Tan Yongqian's hair several times in advance.

However, it was obvious that Tan Yongqian misunderstood Tan Zhengming. No matter how much he lectured his son in front of Zhang Weidong, his most beloved son in his heart was actually his own son. How can Tan Zhengming talk nonsense about this kind of relationship with his son's life?

Tan Zhengming also blushed like Tan Yongqian, grabbed Zhang Weidong's hand with an excited face, as if he didn't even hear his son shouting at him.

"Wei Dong, you can actually see the problem of Yongqian, which has fallen since childhood! So you, you, do you have any way to cure it? Speaking of which, Tan Zhengming's calm personality trembled all over and stammered.

At Tan Zhengming's age, who doesn't want to have a grandchild? Not to mention that Tan Yongqian is optimistic and progressive on the surface, and his official career is smooth sailing, but as a father, he will not know the pain of his son's deep in his heart, just as if he can't see it and don't mention it.

"Yes, yes, Wei Dong, you are so powerful, there must be a way, right?" Bai Rong also became excited, and his eyes were full of tears as he spoke.