Monday, afternoon.
Zhongjing, Moon Lake Villa District, Chen Jiuzheng's home.
A week had passed, and Chen Changqing was here again.
This time, he came to report the specifics to his uncle.
At the moment, Chen Jiuzheng sat on the living room sofa, as steady as a mountain, as calm as a Buddha, savoring tea in his hand leisurely.
Chen Changqing was seated across from him. He had been narrating for half an hour, and his mouth had grown dry.
In fact, Chen Changqing had informed Chen Jiuzheng about Bai Xiaosheng being forced to relinquish power on the same day it had occurred.
However, at that time Chen Jiuzheng had been busy with important matters and, after hearing the outcome, hadn't had the time to delve into the details. Given that he was the chief in charge of provincial industry affairs, his duties were extremely numerous.
Now, Chen Jiuzheng had some free time, and just so, Chen Changqing was keen on giving a detailed report.
So, he came.
