Chapter 392 – Old Leader is coming? (1/2)

Dong Xuebing woke up early in the morning after he heard the door opening.

Luan Xiaoping entered the room with an angry expression. She gave Dong Xuebing a stare. “I am warning you. You cannot drink anymore in the future. Last night, you addressed your Uncle Yang as Old Yang and even…” She did not continue but was touched by what her son said. “Just stop drinking so much in the future. You hear me?”

Dong Xuebing nodded. “Ok, ok… where’s Old Yang?”

“You are still calling him Old Yang?!” Luan Xiaoping said angrily. “Call him Uncle Yang!”

Dong Xuebing laughed. “Alright… I will call him whatever you want me to.”

Luan Xiaoping is pleased. “Get up now. Your Uncle Yang is preparing breakfast. I want to help, but he refused. He says he wants you to try his cooking.”

Dong Xuebing quickly put on his clothes. “Old Yang is making me feel awkward. Mum, throw my socks over. I will go and help Uncle Yang.” Yesterday was the first time they met, and Dong Xuebing is considered a guest. But now, he is considered a junior after he accepted Yang Zhaode and his mother’s relationship. It is not right for him to let an elder cook for him.

When Dong Xuebing finished brushing his teeth, breakfast is ready.

“Xiao Bing, have a seat.” Yang Zhaode smiled. “Try my cooking.”

Dong Xuebing acknowledged. “Sorry for not helping. Alright, I will prepare lunch today. You must not stop me.”

Yang Zhaode nodded. “Ok. We can see who can cook better!”

Dong Xuebing sat down and took a sip of the soup. “Ah… your cooking is better than my Mum’s. How can I challenge your cooking?” This is not flattery, and it is delicious. He guesses Old Yang should have been cooking for a few decades.

Yang Zhaode laughed. “Good to know you like it. Here, try this.”

Drinking can bring people closer, and Dong Xuebing and Yang Zhaode had met for the first time yesterday. But they had drunk twice and are much closer now. Seeing Old Yang and her son joking around, Luan Xiaoping’s eyes turned red and felt bliss.

Dong Xuebing got a fright. “Mum, what are you doing?”

Luan Xiaoping quickly wiped her tears. “Nothing… nothing… the wind blew a grain of dust into my eyes.”

Dong Xuebing is amused. “The winds are all closed, and there’s no wind.”

“Yay… yay… yay… you are the smart one.” Luan Xiaoping gave Dong Xuebing a stare. “Stop talking and eat your food!”

Yang Zhaode laughed and looked at Dong Xuebing. “Your mother is the highest-ranking officer here. Hurry up and eat, or else the leader will get angry. Hahaha…”

Luan Xiaoping heard this and pushed Old Yang’s shoulder lightly.

Ring… ring… ring… Old Yang’s mobile phone rang.

Luan Xiaoping immediately brings his phone over.

Yang Zhaode answered. “Hello… huh? Ok… what time? Hmm… now? Alright. Ok… I know.”

After Yang Zhaode hangs up, Luan Xiaoping asked. “Are you going back to your office now?”

“No.” Yang Zhaode replied. “It’s about the incident not long ago. The City Mayor had removed our City’s State Security’s Head.”

Dong Xuebing is puzzled. “Isn’t State Security a direct department to their higher-ups?”

Yang Zhaode laughed. “Even if the City’s State Security Head is reporting directly to their higher-ups, it is still a government department. The local government will still have some say in it. The former Bureau Director Tang had not informed the City Government about the State Security’s mission several times and had embarrassed the Mayor. Another incident happened earlier, and even the Party Secretary is mad. They reflected this issue to the higher-ups, and Director Tang was transferred to another city.”

Dong Xuebing knows the City Mayor and Party Secretary will not see eye-to-eye. To let them report to the higher-ups together, this Director Tang must have pissed them off badly.

“Haha… Let’s not talk about this and continue eating.” Yang Zhaode said.