Deputy Department Director Zhou was ready for some serious action, but someone had chosen this exact moment to call and spoil the mood.
One glance at the number, however, and he immediately forgave the caller.
"Uncle Wei!" Zhou Yi's tone was thoroughly respectful.
"Am I interrupting your private time with Shu Yue at this hour? Haha." Wei Siqi's unmistakable hearty laughter came through the phone.
"Not at all, not at all. We don't go to bed this early," Zhou Yi hurriedly replied.
"I'll keep this short. When I visited Elder Jian in Capital City a while ago, your father-in-law and I listened to his guidance together. Elder Jian offered some very sound advice about your future career. I'm sure your father-in-law has already told you, and you should have had some time to prepare yourself mentally. But..."
Zhou Yi froze for a moment. Usually, everything before a "but" was just filler. Could Uncle Wei have objections to Grandpa Jian's advice?
"But you have to promise me now that when the time comes, you'll come to Southwest." Wei Siqi abruptly changed tack, making a demand that caught Zhou Yi off guard.
"Wait, Uncle Wei, isn't it a little early to discuss this? Uncle Jian told me to stay put for now." Zhou Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The man was far too impatient.
That was indeed the plan. His next step was to leave his professional comfort zone and take on the new challenge of governing a locality, but it wasn't going to happen quite so soon.
Besides, he had promised Qu Hongying and Wu Daojun that, at the very least, he would put Rong Jinxiu's entire family away first.
"Early or not, it's settled. Listen, you little rascal, don't force your uncle to send the Falcon Squad