Jingcheng
At the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology's family quarter compound, inside the home of Comrade Yuan Lizhi, the Deputy Minister. In the living room, Yuan Lizhi and his wife were sitting on the sofa. Beside them, their son Yuan Hao sat with an air of extreme grievance, saying, "Dad, Mom, you have no idea, this time going to Longxi Province, it was a huge loss; our Old Yuan family's face has been completely lost."
As Yuan Hao spoke, the eyebrows of Chen Lihong, his middle-aged mother, immediately furrowed. She doted on her darling son excessively. According to Chen Lihong, her son was the apple of her eye, the sole heir to the Old Yuan family. What's the harm in being a little mischievous? As long as it wasn't murder or arson. Unforgivable, everything else was always good.