Chapter 65: A taste like wine
As they left the hospital, Municipal Party Secretary Liu Lan and Mayor Hong Xiaotian shook hands, both gripping firmly. Hong Xiaotian smiled and said, "Old Secretary, look at how this turned out..."
Liu Lan looked ashamed too. "Ah, my fault, my fault. I was a little too impulsive after all. I didn't wait for the full investigation results. Mayor Hong, I speak a little harshly when I get worked up. Please don't take it to heart. When all's said and done, we still don't communicate enough!"
There was deep meaning in those words, and Hong Xiaotian nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, not enough communication, not enough communication!"
The people beside them were all smiling, though their minds were racing to work out how this incident had changed the relationship between the mayor and the party secretary, and which side they should now take.
Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Wang Jinrong's smile, however, was utterly sincere. His heart had nearly stopped earlier. It's over! It's over! he had kept telling himself. Who could have known there would suddenly be a turnaround? To Wang Jinrong, his life could be divided into three parts: his own life, his political life, and the continuation of his future-his nephew Wang Haoran, whom he loved more than a son of his own.
Just moments earlier, two-thirds of his life had seemed on the brink of disaster. Now, with those worries gone, he suddenly felt that the sky, the earth, and the shade of the trees had all grown gentler. He felt several years younger.
There was nothing strange about that. It was like telling a cancer patient that the diagnosis had been wrong. Surely they would be deeply grateful for such an unexpected gift in life.
This made Wang