Ah, this damned talent of mine, with nowhere to put it to use!
If he could see his skill tree right now, he was sure his "copy-and-paste" talent would already be maxed out.
He felt he had kept a very low profile during his meeting with Deputy Secretary Du Changqing that night. All told, he had barely copied-no, barely said-a few words.
Only when Secretary Du asked had he been obliged to copy-er, offer-a few superficial opinions and insights on the work of the Discipline Inspection Commission, including stronger internal oversight and future institutional reform and development.
He had never expected Secretary Du to take it so seriously, even making a point of bringing it up at the leadership meeting. It really left him feeling a little embarrassed!
Because he truly was not as outstanding as the leaders imagined!
He simply knew a little more, had a slightly better memory, a slightly quicker mind, a slightly longer special talent, and slightly shorter updates...
"You're a great guy in every way, except that sometimes you're far too modest!" Gao Songzhi greatly admired this brother-in-law he had acquired.
The man was a master of every skill imaginable, yet kept as low a profile as a humble monk sweeping the monastery floors.
There was not a trace of swagger, domineering behavior, arrogance, or aggression about him. The impression he gave the leaders was that he was steady, dependable, trustworthy, and capable of solving any problem.
So whether Gao recommended him really did not matter much. What mattered was that the leaders thought Zhou Yi was suitable. Oh, right-his brother-in-law probably did not know yet. Should he let him in on it?
"Did you need something, brother-in-law?" Zhou Yi kissed his son's soft little cheek, then turned and walked aside, asking with a smile.