It was already past eight o'clock when Wan Zixuan returned to the guesthouse after dinner at the farmhouse. He asked Zhou Xiaogang to go back first. Wan Zixuan and Zhang Meng went straight back to the villa. Walking on the stone road that has been a bit old, the quiet ancient trees on both sides of the road make people feel refreshed. There may be nothing to show off in this Qingbei County Cheng, but the environment of these small villas behind the guesthouse is very beautiful, surrounded by trees, pavilions, waterfronts, and several small villas.

"Xiaomeng, what is your ideal in this life?" Wan Zixuan, who was strolling on the stone road with Zhang Meng, asked with a smile.

"My biggest ideal is to be a general." Zhang Meng smiled silly, his dark face turned red slightly, "But that's impossible. I've just graduated from junior high school and just become a big soldier in the army. If I hadn't been selected by the special forces, I would have retired long ago."

"There is nothing impossible. If you don't have an education, you can go to the National Defense University to study in the future. And many troops are eager to ask for soldiers like you who have such strong individual combat capabilities." Wan Zixuan shook his head with a smile, "But if you want to be a general, you really need to learn more military theory knowledge. In peacetime, the general's promotion path is relatively single, and it is not that easy to make military achievements. For example, there are fewer and fewer veteran generals who have come out of the rain of bullets and have made great achievements."

"Well, it's a pity that our country has no war. If we can fight, I will definitely be the first to rush to the front line." Zhang Meng said in a longing.

"Xiao Meng, look at your thoughts and you will know that you are a militant. If you really become a general in the future, you will definitely be a hawkish person." Wan Zixuan looked at Zhang Meng with a smile. His slightly immature face was unfavorable, which was not commensurate with his age. Wan Zixuan knew very well what kind of training these outstanding people selected from the most elite special forces in the country have experienced.

"I can't be a general, I'm just talking about it." Zhang Meng smiled embarrassedly.

"No, Xiao Meng, it's good to have dreams. Don't give up easily. As long as you have the chance, you should work hard for your dreams." Wan Zixuan said solemnly. He thought of himself. Wan Zixuan said to himself. What he said to Zhang Meng was also saying to himself.

"I will be content to find a good job after retirement. I guess I can only wait for the next life to be a general." Zhang Meng smiled.

"It's hard to say anything. You can talk to the old man in the future, saying that you want to go to a military university to study, and the old man will definitely agree." Wan Zixuan laughed. In fact, whether it is the old man or the old leaders, the life secretary, confidential secretary, guard and other personal staff beside him, more or less integrated into the leader's family because he has been with the leader for a long time. Like the old man's confidential secretary Ye Fan, Wan Zixuan always speaks in front of him, just like his own family.

Wan Zixuan also has a deep understanding of the old man's nature. Although the old man is usually serious, he is very kind to the staff around him. When the old man gets old in the future, Wan Zixuan also believes that the old man will have a proper arrangement for the staff around him. Even if the old man does not make arrangements, the Wan family will not treat these people unfairly.

"Brother Wan, I don't dare to speak like this to the leader."

"You dare not speak. Next time I go back to Beijing to see the old man speak for you." Wan Zixuan smiled.

The two of them were walking while talking. When they returned to the villa, Wan Zixuan walked to the sofa and crossed his legs, preparing to call his father, but only he heard Zhang Meng's voice coming from the door, "Brother Wan, there is a letter." Zhang Meng walked behind and was about to close the door, but suddenly he saw a letter on the ground.

"What letter?" Wan Zixuan was stunned and put down his phone.

"I don't know, nothing is written on the envelope." Zhang Meng shook his head.

"Let's take a look." Wan Zixuan looked puzzled.

The letter was taken from Zhang Meng, and the letter was sealed with glue. When he tore it open, Wan Zixuan took it out and looked at it. The beautiful handwriting made Wan Zixuan stunned. His eyes fell on the content of the letter. Wan Zixuan's brows gradually frowned. The content of the letter was about the relationship and improper exchanges between the Party Secretary of Hongtu Town and the County Mayor Zhu Junning. He listed many evidence one by one. With more than eight pages of the letter, Wan Zixuan read it carefully word by word.

"Brother Wan, what's the letter?" Zhang Meng asked curiously.

"A letter of reporting." Wan Zixuan said softly, put the letter in again. Wan Zixuan's frown did not relax. Who did this letter of reporting come from?

"Brother Wan, you are now the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. You only need to arrest a few more corrupt officials to vent your anger for the people." Zhang Meng heard that it was a letter of complaint, and he immediately laughed as an ordinary farmer's child.

"Xiao Meng, the officialdom is not that simple, and corrupt officials are not arrested as long as they want." Wan Zixuan shook his head, "By the way, is this letter stuffed under the door?"

"It should be yes. I saw it at the door just now. Someone should have stuffed it in through the crack of the door. It must have been stuffed in at night. I didn't see this letter at that time." Zhang Meng nodded.

"That should be." Wan Zixuan pondered and said in his heart that it was interesting. He had just checked Yang Zhenlong, and someone even reported the disgust between Yang Zhenlong and Zhu Junning. Seeing that the handwriting looked like a woman's handwriting, but if you think about it carefully, you can understand Zhu Junning's level and be familiar with the exchanges between Zhu Junning and Yang Zhenlong, you must have reached a certain level of cadre. Thinking about all the female cadres in the county, Wan Zixuan quickly shook his head. The main leading cadres in the county, all of them were male, but there was a female deputy county magistrate, who seemed to be in charge of science, education, culture and health. However, Wan Zixuan only had a little impression and was not familiar with it.

Wan Zixuan was thinking about it. In less than three days after he took office as secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, this good show was staged one by one. However, the purpose of the person who wrote this letter of complaint is worth pondering. It is not something that the county discipline inspection commission can do. At least the municipal discipline inspection commission needs to come forward, and the person who wrote the letter should know this.

The knock at the door interrupted Wan Zixuan's contemplation. Zhang Meng walked to open the door. Two men caught his eye. Wan Zixuan, who was sitting in the living room, also looked at it by the light, and they all had strange faces they didn't know.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Look for Secretary Wan." The person standing in front responded with a smile on his face.

Zhang Meng turned around and looked at Wan Zixuan, asking about Wan Zixuan's meaning. Seeing Wan Zixuan nodding, Zhang Meng then put the person in.

"What are you?" Wan Zixuan looked at the two people in front of him in confusion, one in front and one behind.

"Secretary Wan, I am the Party Secretary of Hongtu Town. Yang Zhenlong, come and visit you." Yang Zhenlong said with a smile.

Wan Zixuan was stunned and squinted at the person in front of him. Yang Zhenlong, he had heard this name a lot in the past two days, but it was the first time to see the other person who had seen it tonight.
Chapter completed!