Chapter 6: The Young Calf Is Not Afraid of the Tiger

After careful consideration, Li Changyu replied softly, "Once you graduate from the medical school this year, I will make the necessary arrangements"

Li Changyu nodded, the meaning of which only they themselves could understand: "Sister-in-law, hurry up and cook, Zhang Yang and I will go upstairs to talk."

After successfully pinning Zhang Yang down on the sofa, Secretary Li also took a seat beside him, saying, "Aren't you feeling that I am looking down on you? I will sit on the sofa with you; this should be considered approachable, right?"

Old Lady Su cheerfully agreed, as she was a person who could not sit still. Whenever someone visited, she would become excited as if it were a festival.

Li Changyu was already sweating coldly on his forehead. Who said I don't care? I am only 44 years old. Is it easy for me to rise from a secretary in a small factory in a rural town to where I am today? After spending most of my life as a man, being called a eunuch is something no one can accept! Although I feel wronged, Secretary Li quickly accepted reality. Only by facing reality can one think of ways to solve problems. Having immersed himself in the political arena for over twenty years, Secretary Li's political instincts are indeed sharp. He soon realized that Zhang Yang was not exaggerating; he was indeed ill, and quite seriously so. Even the People's Hospital could not identify the root of his illness. Fortunately, there is still hope for him. Although he feels wronged, Secretary Li quickly accepted reality. Only by facing reality can one think of ways to solve problems. Having immersed himself in the political arena for over twenty years, Secretary Li's political instincts are indeed sharp. He soon realized that Zhang Yang was not exaggerating; he was indeed ill, and quite seriously so. Even the People's Hospital could not identify the root of his illness. Fortunately, there is still hope for him. The one who can save him is the young man in front of him. Secretary Li's gaze towards Zhang Yang has completely changed; he no longer sees the youthful naivety on Zhang Yang's face. No wonder this young man dares to challenge him at such a young age; he is truly remarkable and has the qualifications to stand up to him.

Holding the teacup, Zhang Yang suddenly recalled the poisoned wine that Emperor Yang of Sui had bestowed upon him, causing his right hand to tremble involuntarily, spilling a little tea.

Liu Haitao smiled somewhat unnaturally: "Well, it was arranged by Secretary Li, truly thanks to the leaders' concern..." Before he had figured out the other party's ways, Liu Haitao spoke cautiously. At first, when he was assigned this pager, he indeed felt a sense of pride for a while, but soon realized that this device was not something to be taken lightly. In the past, when there was no pager, he could occasionally slack off, but since he got this device, it was as if he had put on a pair of invisible handcuffs. Secretary Li could summon him at any time, regardless of the weather, day or night. Even when he was having a warm moment with his wife, a page would come in, and he would have to immediately pull up his pants and leave. Others only saw his apparent glory, but who knew the bitterness he bore behind the scenes? Thinking of this, Liu Haitao couldn't help but feel a bit sad.

There are rules in the officialdom, and no one can achieve success overnight. Even if I wholeheartedly assist you, you still need to accumulate sufficient political capital. Li Changyu's expression was very serious, and it was evident that he was not being hypocritical at this moment

Zhang Yang's finger landed half an inch below Li Changyu's navel, and with a gentle press, Li Changyu immediately felt a surge of pain in his lower body. His eyes widened in shock, filled with a look of astonishment.

The traffic police had only been on duty for a couple of days and indeed did not recognize the county magistrate's license plate. He was scolded by Liu Haitao and was a bit angry, just about to rush over to argue. However, an experienced traffic officer rushed over and slapped him on the back of the head, causing the young man's cap to fly off far away. Then, the old traffic officer smiled and greeted Liu Haitao in the car.

Liu Haitao had just started the car when his pager at his waist beeped. He glanced at the message on it and realized that Secretary Li was feeling a bit anxious.

Liu Haitao felt a twinge of annoyance when this fellow addressed him as "Xiao Liu," showing no intention of being polite. Normally, when he went out, everyone would respectfully call him Liu Ke. How old are you, kid? I am being courteous to you, yet you act as if you don't consider me an outsider. However, Xiao Liu's political foundation was solid. Although he felt some dissatisfaction inside, he still maintained a beaming smile on the surface: "Zhang Yang, Secretary Li invites you to his home for dinner." As soon as he uttered these words, the earlier sense of imbalance vanished without a trace. Those who could be invited to dinner by Secretary Li were certainly not ordinary individuals, and those who were invited to his home had even more significant connections. Liu Haitao reminded himself that he was unaware of the relationship between this kid and Secretary Li. Although Secretary Li had told Liu Haitao that Zhang Yang was the son of an old classmate, understanding people's thoughts is the most challenging thing. Liu Haitao still misinterpreted the situation. If he were just the son of a classmate, why the secrecy? A single phone call would suffice. Now, Secretary Li had asked him to personally drive to pick him up, and the destination was not even the county committee compound. The county committee compound was where the main authority resided, while Li Changyu had instructed Liu Haitao to take Zhang Yang to Wei Garden in the southeast of the county, a place even the main authority was unaware that Secretary Li had another residence.

The furnishings in the small building do not exhibit the ostentatious luxury one might imagine; the ordinary tiled floor, a solid wood sofa made of water ash in the living room, and the television is merely a fourteen-inch domestic color set. On the surface, this Secretary Li still appears to be incorruptible

In the officialdom, when speaking, a professional tone is inevitably conveyed. Although Li Changyu strives to appear amiable, the underlying momentum in his words is still present: "Zhang Yang, I must thank you for what happened that day." Expressing gratitude is necessary, regardless of the hidden intricacies involved or how things may develop in the future. After all, the other party is his lifesaver, a fact that Li Changyu cannot deny. However, the underlying momentum in his words remains: "Zhang Yang, I must thank you for what happened that day." Expressing gratitude is necessary, regardless of the hidden intricacies involved or how things may develop in the future. After all, the other party is his lifesaver, a fact that Li Changyu cannot deny. Li Changyu has always considered himself a person who values gratitude and repays kindness, as evidenced by how he treats his lonely sister-in-law. If Zhang Yang had not witnessed such an awkward scene when he saved him, perhaps their relationship would have been simpler and more straightforward, and his gratitude towards Zhang Yang would have been more genuine. Now, although he clearly knows that the other party is his lifesaver, his gratitude is not entirely sincere. To be fair, his hostility and wariness towards Zhang Yang outweigh his gratitude.

At this moment, the voice of Old Lady Su calling them to eat came through

Silence during specific periods can also be a form of cruel psychological confrontation. In the clash between Secretary Li and Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang completely assumed the dominant position. Who allowed you, Secretary Li, to let others see your little affairs? Who made you so indiscreet? Who made you, with your failing health, engage in such reckless behavior?

However, Secretary Li does not think so; he is more concerned about those trivial matters. He believes that Zhang Yang intends to use his relationship with Ge Chunli as leverage against him to gain the maximum benefit, without realizing that Zhang merely wants to ask him for the consultation fee, and nothing more.

He rarely pays attention to details, and in his eyes, he has already secured his position over Li Changyu, making it even less necessary to focus on the details of his performance. Just as a leader does not concern himself with the feelings of subordinates, which leader would care about the sentiments of their subordinates

During this meal, Zhang Yang fully felt the warmth of Old Lady Su, who persistently served him dishes, truly treating him as if he were one of her own grandchildren

I want to be an official!" Zhang Yang blurted out this sentence without a second thought

In the presence of the doctor, the patient holds no power, especially when this doctor has saved their life, and their future health is in someone else's hands. When Li Changyu realized this, he was instantly filled with warmth, greeting enthusiastically: "Zhang Yang, come! Let's have some tea first!"

After careful consideration, Secretary Li's strategy is to take the initiative, identifying the opponent's weaknesses in the shortest possible time. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Zhang Yang. From the two teacups that had already been arranged on the tea table, it is evident that Secretary Li had prepared thoroughly for today's meeting.

Zhang Yang shook his head

Although Secretary Li understood that he was completely in a passive position, he still had to maintain certain necessary bottom lines, such as what do you want? What will it take for you to help me? He still looked down upon asking such low-level questions. Although he was merely a county-level official, Li Changyu had already mastered the art of insinuation and compromise to perfection. He slowly picked up his teacup and gently blew on it. Although there were no traces of tea leaves on the surface of the water, Secretary Li used this gesture to convey to Zhang Yang, do you see? I am not afraid, I am very composed. He still looked down upon asking such low-level questions. Although he was merely a county-level official, Li Changyu had already mastered the art of insinuation and compromise to perfection. He slowly picked up his teacup and gently blew on it. Although there were no traces of tea leaves on the surface of the water, Secretary Li used this gesture to convey to Zhang Yang, do you see? I am not afraid, I am very composed.

Traffic officer Lao Song bent down and saluted inside the car: "Liu Ke, this child has only been here for a few days; please be sure to pay attention next time, definitely pay attention."

Li Changyu almost rolled off the sofa; he had truly witnessed a lion's open mouth. It seems this fellow is seriously ill. I, Li Changyu, am merely a section chief, while the director of the county people's hospital is a deputy section chief. Is it really that easy to appoint someone just like that? Do you think too highly of me?

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I have mentioned that you have stagnation of qi and blood in multiple meridians. If not treated in a timely manner, you may risk having a stroke. " His gaze briefly glanced at Li Changyu's lower body: "Even if a stroke does not occur in the short term, if the meridians are not unblocked, you will be unable to engage in sexual activity in the future. Of course, Secretary Li may not mind this matter."

Not even a party member, yet he still wants to be a secretary; have you lost your mind from studying? Li Changyu could only complain inwardly. He patiently explained, "The path of governance is not as simple as you imagine; every step upward comes at a cost..." As he said this, Li Changyu felt a wave of bitterness; the price he had paid this time was indeed heavy. He vaguely sensed that this was just the beginning, and he could not know how many more troubles awaited him in the future.

Secretary Li was calmly engaged in his superficial work, a habitual procedure that also served as a mental adjustment and relaxation. When Secretary Li felt he was nearly ready, he slowly remarked, "Zhang Yang, you are graduating this year, right?" As a leader, guidance is one of the most fundamental political tools, and Secretary Li was naturally adept at this. Since Zhang Yang was unwilling to proactively present his conditions, Secretary Li had to take the initiative. What is most important for an intern? He slowly continued, "Zhang Yang, you are graduating this year, right?" As a leader, guidance is one of the most fundamental political tools, and Secretary Li was naturally adept at this. Since Zhang Yang was unwilling to proactively present his conditions, Secretary Li had to take the initiative. What is most important for an intern? Of course, it is the upcoming job allocation issue. Although Li Changyu was merely a county party secretary, within the jurisdiction of Chunyang County, his words carried weight. Graduates from medical schools indeed have lower academic qualifications, and county-level hospitals no longer accept anyone without a bachelor's degree. With such qualifications, even if one were to get in, it would only be for auxiliary departments, and that still requires connections. However, as long as Secretary Li spoke, the county's epidemic prevention station, blood station, or even the health bureau could potentially help him find a unit with generous benefits, essentially providing him with a golden opportunity, which is even more enticing than direct financial compensation.

Zhang Yang saw him standing there in a daze and persistently asked, "Have you ever been hard?"

In recent days, Li Changyu has also contemplated the worst possible scenario. Even if that kid were to reveal what happened that night, so what? He is a student from a medical school, a child from an ordinary working-class family; how credible could his words possibly be? I am the first secretary of the county committee of Chunyang County. If he speaks out, others will only think he is slandering my character. Li Changyu is quite confident in his own authority. During his more than two years in Chunyang County, he has firmly grasped both party and government affairs, and his work ability and achievements are evident to all. Since one must get things done, it is inevitable to offend people; it is normal for someone to slander him. Li Changyu is lost in these thoughts.

Zhang Yang realized from Li Changyu's suddenly changed expression that this matter was quite difficult. However, Zhang was not an unreasonable person; making requests was acceptable, but they must not exceed the other party's authority. Zhang Yang immediately added another remark: "If you find it difficult, you can first let a secretary handle it!"

At this moment, Li Changyu felt as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning. Throughout his more than twenty years in politics, he had encountered all sorts of characters, but this was the first time he had met someone as brazen and shameless as Zhang Yang. He pondered to himself: "This kid is either not quite right in the head or is deliberately toying with me." A bitter smile emerged on Secretary Li's face as he asked, "Zhang Yang, are you a party member?"

Zhang Yang could certainly discern the implications behind his words, yet his expression remained unchanged as he calmly stated: "If Feng cannot receive timely treatment, he will undoubtedly die. Even if he does receive emergency care, had he not encountered me, he would certainly face lingering consequences."

Li Changyu was both angry and amused. After all, those were experts from the county hospital, and moreover, they were your teachers. You are merely an intern from a medical school; what right do you have to speak about them? He said meaningfully, "Xiao Zhang, in medicine, one must adhere to reason and evidence. Most people will still believe the words of experts. Although your level is quite high, you are still too young." This statement was equivalent to a blatant threat: "What are you showing off for, kid? Even if you have some dirt on me, do you have evidence? Who would believe you if you spoke about that night?" Although Li Changyu's words were phrased delicately, his address to Zhang Yang had changed to 'Xiao Zhang,' and his tone had subtly shifted. The condescending pressure was evident even to a fool.

Liu Haitao tilted his head back and slowly drove past the traffic light. At that moment, Zhang Yang distinctly sensed the air of arrogance emanating from Liu Haitao's body. However, it was only for an instant. Just after passing the traffic light, Liu Haitao realized that his earlier performance might have been a bit excessive, and he offered Zhang Yang a modest smile: "These roadblocks are usually so arrogant that they dare to stop even Secretary Li's car. We must teach them a lesson"

Zhang Yang has arrived! Li Changyu's short figure appeared at the corner of the staircase, his face adorned with a faint smile, hands clasped behind his back. From Zhang Yang's position, he had to look up to see this county party secretary. Their gazes met in the void, each revealing a hint of a meaningful smile.

Zhang Yang remained silent. In Secretary Li's view, this young man was waiting for him to propose conditions. He cleared his throat: "Xiao Zhang, I went to the county hospital yesterday for a comprehensive health check-up, and the results are in. I am completely healthy, haha..." Li Changyu chuckled a couple of times but noticed that Zhang Yang's handsome face remained tense, with a hint of disdain at the corners of his lips. Although it was just a slight expression, Li Changyu was particularly skilled at reading people's emotions. Who did this young man think he was, to dare look down on him? Li Changyu rarely got angry, and even when he did, it would not show on his face. He believed that anger was a sign of impatience, and as a mature politician, he should not make such a low-level mistake. However, he found that Zhang Yang's handsome face remained tense, with a hint of disdain at the corners of his lips. Although it was just a slight expression, Li Changyu was particularly skilled at reading people's emotions. Who did this young man think he was, to dare look down on him? Li Changyu rarely got angry, and even when he did, it would not show on his face. He believed that anger was a sign of impatience, and as a mature politician, he should not make such a low-level mistake. He had long reached a state where his emotions did not show on his face. Unfortunately, ever since the incident by the Spring Water River, Li Changyu's previously calm demeanor had undergone significant changes without him realizing it. The exposure of secrets is not terrifying; what is truly terrifying is not knowing when those secrets will be revealed. This young man before him was, to Li Changyu, a ticking time bomb, causing him distress, yet he was unaware of when this bomb would explode. Unfortunately, ever since the incident by the Spring Water River, Li Changyu's previously calm demeanor had undergone significant changes without him realizing it. The exposure of secrets is not terrifying; what is truly terrifying is not knowing when those secrets will be revealed. This young man before him was, to Li Changyu, a ticking time bomb, causing him distress, yet he was unaware of when this bomb would explode.

Secretary Li looked at Zhang Yang's expression, which was as unyielding as a mountain, and couldn't help but feel admiration for the young man before him. This kid is only twenty years old, and it is quite rare for a young person to exhibit such composure. When I was twenty, I certainly did not possess his level of mental fortitude. Little did he know, this young man had already seen much of the world. Not to mention a mere county magistrate like you, he had encountered emperors of the great Sui Dynasty countless times.

I have no issues waiting, but Secretary Li's condition cannot afford to wait that long

"Speak plainly, speak plainly! I prefer to get straight to the point!" Secretary Li could no longer tolerate the roundabout way of speaking. Originally, playing Tai Chi with others was his strong suit, but unfortunately, the person in front of him had clearly taken the upper hand. Engaging with him would only be inviting trouble for himself.

Zhang Yang thought he wouldn't understand, so he immediately explained in simple terms: "You can't get hard anymore, right?"

You must not be humane these days, right

Seeing Zhang Yang still standing there, Li Changyu smiled awkwardly. Having been involved in the political arena for many years, he was quite adept at understanding others' psychology. He keenly sensed that Zhang Yang might have developed a dislike for some of his actions

Having seen through this facade, Secretary Li appeared much more at ease, letting out a sigh and saying, "Time waits for no one; in some respects, I cannot compare to my younger self." When he spoke these words, deep down, Secretary Li still felt a sense of shame. In this regard, he truly had no strength to speak of. In his youth, he lacked the conditions, and coupled with a limited political awareness, such matters were only conducted with his wife. Perhaps it was because his wife was not at all associated with the word 'sexy'; it was always a straightforward arrangement. But now, the conditions have changed, and his political awareness has improved. Ge Chunli is indeed deserving of being called alluring, yet it remains a straightforward arrangement. Thus, he could only seek reasons within himself. However, there was one point that made Li Changyu feel deeply proud: although he lacked certain abilities in this area, his possessiveness was still quite strong.

Zhang Yang casually fiddled with the cigarette box on the coffee table and remarked, "What do those quacks in the underworld know?" With a single sentence, he completely dismissed the conclusions of the county hospital

"What?" Secretary Li was momentarily taken aback, but quickly regained his composure.

Tea is fine tea, premium Biluochun, with a clear and bright color, and an elegant fragrance wafting through the air. Zhang Yang has always been someone who understands life. If it were in the past, he might have been inspired to write poetry, splashing ink and wielding the brush, although his poetry was never particularly good. However, now he lacks that state of mind, even the mindset to savor a sip of tea, and he slowly sets down the teacup

Li Changyu was taken aback for a moment, then a knowing smile appeared on his face. He had originally thought that Zhang Yang would make an exorbitant demand that would put him in a difficult position, but he did not expect this to be the request. The weight that had been hanging over Li Changyu's heart finally lifted; as long as Zhang Yang had conditions, he would have the basis for a mutually beneficial exchange. However, it would indeed take some effort for a medical school student to become an official, especially since he had not even graduated from medical school. Li Changyu could not allow him to rise to power overnight, as his own influence had not yet reached that level.

Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "There are no outsiders here, so I will speak frankly."

It is quite normal for Liu Haitao to ponder this matter; could this child possibly be Secretary Li's illegitimate son? Although such thoughts linger in his mind, these are matters that can only be contemplated internally, certainly not spoken aloud. If Secretary Li were to discover that he harbored such thoughts, he would likely find himself packing his belongings and leaving by tomorrow.

Zhang Yang certainly understood what Li Changyu was planning, but he did not have any specific concept regarding job placement after graduation. For him, a newly arrived miracle doctor in the 1990s, the work unit held no special significance. Apart from the county hospital, he truly did not know that graduates from medical schools had other career options. However, one thing Zhang Yang was clear about was that ever since he arrived in this era and witnessed various displays of official power, he had developed a strong yearning for holding an official position. The purpose of his visit to Li Changyu today was precisely this.

Thus, Zhang Yang had his first experience of riding in a Santana. Originally, Liu Haitao intended for him to sit in the back. Although the identity of this little fellow was uncertain, it was customary to treat him with the standards reserved for a prince. However, Zhang Yang was not appreciative; in his view, those of status always sat in the front. How dare a mere driver sit in front of me? Does he look down on me? Therefore, the look Zhang Yang cast at Liu Haitao was somewhat venomous, making Liu Haitao shiver with fear. Damn it, in this day and age, being a driver is so difficult. I can't afford to offend you; can I not just play the fool? But Zhang Yang remained ungrateful; in his eyes, those of status always sat in the front. How dare a mere driver sit in front of me? Does he look down on me? Therefore, the look Zhang Yang cast at Liu Haitao was somewhat venomous, making Liu Haitao shiver with fear. Damn it, in this day and age, being a driver is so difficult. I can't afford to offend you; can I not just play the fool?

Liu Haitao nonchalantly rolled his eyes and said, "Old Song, the quality of the traffic police under your command is really too poor. You should take some time to educate them more."

Mastering initiative is merely the first step in asserting oneself; what follows is to capitalize on the victory, gradually dismantling Secretary Li's psychological defenses, with the ultimate goal of making him completely submit.

Secretary Li felt a flush of embarrassment, secretly cursing Zhang Yang as a scoundrel. Such matters should be approached more tactfully. What is my status? How can you show me no respect at all? However, upon reflection, it is indeed true that I have not engaged in such activities in the past couple of days. This is quite normal. That night by the Chunshui River, the car was rocked by the wind, and such an event must have left a shadow in my heart, right? Although that experience was pleasurable, Secretary Li is someone who can distinguish between what is important and what is not. One cannot risk their life for just a few minutes of pleasure, can they? However, upon reflection, it is indeed true that I have not engaged in such activities in the past couple of days. This is quite normal. That night by the Chunshui River, the car was rocked by the wind, and such an event must have left a shadow in my heart, right? Although that experience was pleasurable, Secretary Li is someone who can distinguish between what is important and what is not. One cannot risk their life for just a few minutes of pleasure, can they?

Upon hearing Li Changyu's response, Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh: "So, you mean to say that you haven't been hard at all these past few days, and you haven't even thought about such matters?"

Li Changyu was initially anxious, but upon seeing Zhang Yang's courteous demeanor and the absence of any inappropriate remarks, he gradually began to relax. Secretary Li has always believed that there are varying levels of human conduct. Zhang Yang's performance today made him feel both vigilant and reassured. Setting aside other matters for the moment, it is evident from this fellow's acting skills that he indeed possesses some potential for officialdom.

Li Changyu looked at him with a face full of suspicion and did not act according to his words, of course, partly because he did not know where the third rib was. Zhang Yang shook his head, gently tapped a certain spot on his left chest, and Li Changyu moved his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together to press down. He felt a sensation akin to being pricked by a needle and a feeling reminiscent of a * diagram * rapidly spreading from under his fingers, extending throughout his body, causing Li Changyu's complexion to change immediately. Zhang Yang shook his head, gently tapped a certain spot on his left chest, and Li Changyu moved his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together to press down. He felt a sensation akin to being pricked by a needle and a feeling reminiscent of a * diagram * rapidly spreading from under his fingers, extending throughout his body, causing Li Changyu's complexion to change immediately.

After he mentioned it, Li Changyu thought about it and realized it was indeed the case. Ever since the incident at Chunshui River, he had not considered such matters again. Indeed, how had he suddenly become so indifferent to desires?

The black Santana slowly drove into the community named Weiyuan. In the early 1990s, China's housing policy had not yet undergone formal reform, and commercial housing was far from widespread. This community was funded by the county's civil affairs bureau, originally intended to be built as a nursing home for retired officials. However, after its completion, due to its elegant environment and tranquil location, it caught the attention of the county committee and was directly requisitioned as a leisure and vacation spot for county-level leaders, who would also host visiting superiors here.

Zhang Yang scratched his head. Although he had decided to become an official, he had not really thought through what position he wanted. The county magistrate held great authority, but Li Changyu was just a county magistrate himself; it was not as if he could hand it over to him. Moreover, even if he was willing to do so, he had to consider the feelings of others, right? After thinking it over, he still did not know what official position he wanted. However, he suddenly recalled the prestige of Vice President Zhou of the county people's hospital, and an idea struck him: "How about this, let me be the president of the county people's hospital!"

Liu Haitao drove the sedan directly to the front of a two-story white building. After the car came to a stop, he eagerly opened the door for Zhang Yang, saying, "Secretary Li is waiting for you inside."

Li Changyu felt a sudden chill in his heart; as expected, this fellow began to talk about the matter between him and Ge Chunli.

Zhang Yang glanced at the sofa, thinking that sitting on it would only make him appear shorter than this fellow. Is this Secretary Li psychologically flawed? Because he is not as tall as others, he wants to elevate himself above everyone else. Zhang Yang has a contrary temperament; if you want me to sit, why should I? I will stand instead, I want to look down on you. Trying to play the official tone with me? Why didn't you act tough when you were taking off your pants?

Zhang Yang repeatedly performed the action of raising and then lowering the cigarette box: "Press your hand on the area between the third rib on the left side of your chest."

Zhang Yang slowly walked up the stairs, following Li Changyu to his study. Li Changyu closed the door, sat down behind the desk, and gestured to the sofa opposite: "Please, have a seat, no need to be polite!"

Li Changyu's subsequent actions vividly showcased his wisdom and versatility. He enthusiastically stood up and grasped Zhang Yang's arm with both hands: "What are you being polite for? Here, it's just like being at home. Come on! Sit down quickly!" He practically pushed Zhang Yang onto the sofa. Of course, Zhang Yang had no intention of resisting; if he had, with Li Changyu's small arms and legs, a simple lift of his hand could easily send Secretary Li flying out the window.

In the calm depths of Secretary Li's eyes, a fleeting glimpse of astonishment passed by, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips. After all, the young man was still young; although he tried to maintain his composure, his lack of confidence was evident, revealing his anxiety in subtle ways. Little did he know that the fear was not directed at him, but rather stemmed from memories of being poisoned that the scene evoked.

As he just arrived at the door, it was opened, revealing a kindly old lady before him. This lady, surnamed Su, was the elder sister-in-law of Secretary Li. Later, Zhang Yang learned that Li Changyu had lost his parents at a young age and was raised by his elder brother and sister-in-law. Even after he became successful, he did not forget the kindness of his brother and sister-in-law. Unfortunately, his elder brother passed away early, leaving only this sister-in-law living in the countryside, with three daughters who had all married. Li Changyu could be considered a man of conscience, having brought his sister-in-law to live with him. However, his wife, Zhu Hongmei, was not an easy person to deal with; she treated his sister-in-law with cold words and often mocked and ridiculed her. The couple frequently quarreled over this matter. In a fit of anger, Li Changyu secretly arranged for his sister-in-law to be settled here.

For just a moment of distraction, he ran a red light. The traffic police officer in the center pointed at Liu Haitao. Liu Haitao lowered the window halfway and immediately shouted, "Are you blind? Can't you see the license plate?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Let's talk about this matter later; for now, let's have a meal"

Zhang Yang pointed to a spot about half an inch behind his right ear. Under his guidance, Li Changyu pressed it again, and suddenly everything went dark before his eyes. His heart began to race violently, almost leaping out of his chest. Li Changyu instinctively covered his heart, his face turning as pale as paper. In fact, after that night, he had researched information on sudden fainting and learned that it is an emergency condition, mostly related to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Therefore, the next day, he went to the county hospital for a comprehensive examination, and he was relieved to find that the results were quite satisfactory. Zhang Yang's earlier words were not mere alarmism, but he still believed that Zhang Yang had coincidentally saved him, and that his own constitution should be fine, which is why he had not suffered any aftereffects. However, the two hands that Zhang Yang had just revealed had deeply shocked him, enough to prove that the young man before him indeed possessed profound and inscrutable abilities. Li Changyu whispered, "How could this be?" His voice trembled slightly. It is worth noting that he was only forty-four this year, far from retirement age, and his achievements in Chunyang County had garnered the admiration of a certain big shot in Jiangcheng. Recently, it was highly likely that he would rise to a higher position, and entering the municipal leadership was not just a dream. All of this depended on having a good body. If one's health fails, everything is over. No matter how capable you are or what connections you have, if your body is no longer functioning, what significance does it hold to have great power?

Old Lady Su said with a smile: "It’s Zhang Yang, right? I’ve been hearing your Uncle Li mention you these past few days. Come in quickly; he’s been waiting anxiously." She pulled Zhang Yang into the small building. Zhang Yang felt both amused and exasperated; this Li Changyu was actually taking advantage of him. I, Zhang the Divine Doctor, am over a thousand years old. How can you expect me to call you Uncle? Do you really think you deserve that?

The reason for today's meeting is well understood by both parties. If no one takes the initiative to break the silence, their meeting may continue in this quiet manner. Doctor Zhang's strategy is to maintain stillness to counteract movement, observing the changes as they unfold

Zhang Yang smiled faintly. Although his gaze did not fall on Li Changyu, he could still sense the unease and anxiety within Li Changyu at that moment. The feeling of having one's vulnerabilities exposed is quite unpleasant, especially for someone like Li Changyu, who holds a certain political status and identity. The higher one rises, the more one fears loss. This anxiety over gain and loss often obscures a person's true nature, leading them to prioritize their own interests while neglecting the essence of the matter. In Zhang Yang's view, this situation was quite simple: I saved your life, so you should naturally offer a reward. Although Secretary Li had already given him ten thousand yuan, Zhang Yang considered that amount far from sufficient. It is known that in the Great Sui Dynasty, even a simple acupuncture treatment would cost one hundred taels of gold—one hundred taels! Moreover, I saved your life; can a life be bought with money? A three-year term as a governor in the Qing Dynasty would equate to one hundred thousand taels of silver, which would be roughly ten thousand taels of gold. If you were a clean official, perhaps offering fifty million yuan in one go would suffice, but looking at you, you hardly resemble a clean official. Without a billion, don't think you can dismiss me. To be honest, Zhang Yang had no intention of exploiting the trivial matters between Secretary Li and Captain Ge. Compared to life, those romantic entanglements are insignificant. Zhang Yang's magnanimity is not to be underestimated. To be honest, Zhang Yang had no intention of exploiting the trivial matters between Secretary Li and Captain Ge. Compared to life, those romantic entanglements are insignificant. Zhang Yang's magnanimity is not to be underestimated.

"Zhang Yang, please sit down! I will go call Uncle Li..." The enthusiasm of Old Lady Su is genuine. Usually, very few people come here, except for the routine visits from Li Changyu during holidays. The old lady lives alone, and in her spare time, she has cultivated a vegetable garden in the back and set up a few chicken coops. Technically, the community does not allow her to do this, but the management knows that she is the sister-in-law of Secretary Li from the county committee, so who would dare to question her? When hens lay eggs elsewhere, if the management sees them, they will properly deliver them to her.

Zhang Yang let out a sound of acknowledgment, slowly closed his eyes, yet the scene of Liu Haitao angrily rebuking the traffic police flashed through his mind. At that moment, Liu Haitao must have felt an overwhelming sense of superiority, as if no one else in the world could compare to him, a feeling of exhilaration that was intoxicating to think about

Zhang Yang extended his right hand to cover the cup, looking at the people's good secretary with a sympathetic expression. In reality, this fellow did not understand what sympathy truly meant, so his expression was quite off. To others, his current demeanor did not convey sympathy but rather pity and disdain. Sympathy certainly does not come from a condescending attitude. Secretary Li was quite irritated, yet he dared not show it, feeling numb. When had he ever endured such indignity? Upon reflection, he realized he had faced his share of grievances, but those were directed at his superiors. Who did this kid think he was? ... a mere child still wet behind the ears ... a fallen tiger in the plains! Secretary Li felt a deep sense of melancholy, but this sorrow could only remain in his heart. His face still wore a warm smile, treating his comrades with the warmth of spring. As a seasoned veteran, Secretary Li still possessed this level of quality.

Zhang Yang nodded slightly and did not engage in further conversation with Liu Haitao, instead walking towards the door.

Li Changyu smiled helplessly

Li Changyu stood there in a daze, seeing the sly smile at the corner of Zhang Yang's lips. Li Changyu felt a surge of anger; it was a threat! A blatant threat. Was this kid out of his mind? You, a student in a nursing school, want to become an official? Do you expect me to help you get a class officer position in nursing school? I can't afford to lose face like that! Li Changyu understood very well that what Zhang Yang wanted was certainly not as simple as just a class officer. The request Zhang Yang made was within his authority, and he clearly wanted to hold an official position in Chunyang County. In the past, if someone had dared to so openly demand an official position from him, Li Changyu would have slapped them across the face long ago. However, now he had to suppress the anger boiling inside him: "Zhang Yang, which system do you want to work in?" Li Changyu found himself at a disadvantage, constantly compromising and yielding today.

Wherever there are people, there will be struggle. Originally appearing to be from different social strata, Li Changyu and Zhang Yang found themselves sitting together, which inevitably led to conflict. Although this struggle was silent, it did not diminish its inherent cruelty and cunning. From the very beginning, Li Changyu employed political tactics against Zhang Yang, attempting to force this young man into submission through political pressure. However, Zhang Yang did not take the bait at all. He used a simple tactic against Secretary Li: "What are you so arrogant about? In my eyes, you are just a patient. You are sick, and only I can cure this illness. I am the one in power. If you want to recover and survive, you must bow to me." Li Changyu employed political tactics against Zhang Yang from the outset, trying to use political pressure to make the young man yield, but Zhang Yang completely ignored it, using a simple tactic against Secretary Li: "What are you so arrogant about? In my eyes, you are just a patient. You are sick, and only I can cure this illness. I am the one in power. If you want to recover and survive, you must bow to me."

Zhang Yang looked at Liu Haitao's black box with a hint of envy: "This thing must be quite expensive, right?" His mind began to churn with thoughts, after all, he was the county magistrate, even the coachman was equipped with a pager.