Director Zhou saw the news and couldn't help sighing inwardly.
Uncle Wei had been outflanked!
Fortunately, he had already decided to return to Liaodong. Whoever took charge of Jiangnan Province, it had nothing to do with him!
Once his transfer paperwork was approved, he would leave Changtian, Jiangnan far behind, never to return.
Normally, he was merely a municipal public security bureau director at the full division level, worlds apart from the provincial Party committee secretary and the provincial governor. With their packed schedules and countless official duties, they might not have the time to make an issue of him!
But there was another identity to remember: Jian Wanyan's future son-in-law. So the wisest, safest course was not to linger here. When it was time to go, off he'd go-heave-ho, heave-ho!
Looking back on his nearly year-long stay in Changtian, aside from solving a few major cases, making a few insignificant contributions, earning the high regard of his superiors, the goodwill of friends from all walks of life, and the affection of his subordinates, he didn't seem to have gained anything else!
And among the people he had dealt with, the only thing that had left a deep impression on him was Vice Mayor Wen Wan's tolerance of him.
So, with his departure approaching, Director Zhou felt he ought to treat Sister Wen to a few meals, take her for a few hot spring visits, and so on.
At that thought, he immediately picked up his phone and called Vice Mayor Wen, who had only recently returned to work.
"Sister Wen, do you have time this Sunday?"
Wen Wan had also told him not to address her by her title when no outsiders were present.
Vice Mayor Wen had just come out of a Party Group Meeting. Answering his call,