Sitting on the plane back to Songjiang in Beijing, Bian Xuedao felt a little full of energy.

It turns out that there is someone in Beijing who is easy to do. Bian Xuedao called out his "uncle". Xu Bicheng first gave Bian Xuedao a phone number and told him that this person is the deputy director of the Beijiang Provincial Development and Reform Commission and if you have any questions, you can find this person.

Later, after listening to Bian Xuedao's description of real estate projects, cultural and creative industries and Internet companies, Xu Bicheng felt that Bian Xuedao's age was thinking about so many things. Not to mention what he could do, his mind was really not empty.

One of the important reasons why the Xu family has been separated from other families from Xu Bicheng's generation is that they are small and cannot take care of many things, so it is difficult to get along with each other.

If this Bian Xuedao is really a piece of material, it is expected that cooperation can further the family's strength with the resources in the hands of the Xu family.

Finally, Xu Bicheng pulled Bian Xuedao and said, "The Executive Vice Governor of Beijiang Province is an old acquaintance with my family. When encountering a big fact, you can find him, but it is best to tell me first."

"Executive Vice Governor..." Bian Xuedao repeated, his mind quickly filtering information. Suddenly his eyes widened and asked Xu Bicheng: "Is Vice Governor Huang?"

Xu Bicheng nodded slowly.

After confirming, Bian Xuedao was both surprised and happy. He remembered that it was Vice Governor Huang who rose to prominence in the next few years and was transferred to Beijing directly after B year.

If we can get into a relationship with Vice Governor Huang, it would be...

The night before leaving Beijing, Bian Xuedao left a bank card for Shan Rao, which contained 1 million yuan.

Shan Rao still wanted to live or die. Bian Xuedao hugged Shan Rao's arm and said, "First, this money is used to decorate the house. I will live in the house in the future. Just take it as accepting it for the sake of our quality of life."

"Second, when you have time, go to your aunt's house more often and buy some gifts for your brother. This time, my uncle helped me a lot."

After hearing what Bian Xuedao said, Shan Rao finally refused, especially Bian Xuedao's name for Xu Bicheng, which Shan Rao liked from the bottom of his heart.

Bian Xuedao continued: "Next year, you want to take the driver's license test and then buy a car. If you have a car, it will be more convenient to do things. Also, Xuede and Lin Lin are missing something in their lives. You help purchase and purchase. They are not bad in character, but they read less books. Sometimes they are a little reckless. Please help me persuade me more."

Shan Rao thought about it in Bian Xuedao's arms and said, "Are you planning to let Bian Xuede participate in your career?"

Bian Xuedao let go of Shan Rao, leaned his back against the head of the bed, and said, "There is nothing we can do about this. We are both only children. In the future, the stalls will be bigger and bigger. Some places will definitely need more caring people."

Shan Rao said: "So... I have to be nicer to them?"

Bian Xuedao bounced Shan Rao's forehead and said in a tone of Shan Rao: "You can do it."

The first thing Bian Xuedao did when he returned to Songjiang from Beijing was to visit Xu Bicheng, Deputy Director of the Beijiang Provincial Development and Reform Commission, Song Zhilun.

There are a total of five deputy directors of the Beijiang Provincial Development and Reform Commission, and Song Zhilun ranks first.

After meeting, both of them were stunned for a while. Song Zhilun was actually the middle-aged official that Bian Xuedao met on the plane.

The original embarrassment suddenly broke out, Song Zhilun smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "It's really a place where we meet in life. I've known for a long time that you are not an ordinary person."

With a good start, the next thing will be much easier to do.

Before leaving, Bian Xuedao left three Shangdong cards and said, "I don't know what you like. This is the sports card of my club. No matter what you like, it's always good to exercise more."

Song Zhilun took the card and said, "The unit has regulations, this..."

Bian Xuedao said: "This is not a gift, it is the younger generation's intention toward your health."

When he heard the word "junior", thinking about Xu Bicheng from Beijing again, Song Zhilun changed the expression on his face and said, "Okay, I'll accept it. I'll go to your club to see if you have time. By the way, I can only play badminton. Do you have this event, right?"

Bian Xuedao said: "Something. Even if you don't, you will definitely have it."

Outside Mai Xiaonian and the Provincial Sports Bureau, under the banner of Xu Bicheng, Bian Xuedao's network of personal connections began to be built.

After a while, Bian Xuedao's life entered a rare period of calm.

Of course, calmness mainly refers to the calmness of the mind of learning Taoism.

This is the most enjoyable life state of Bian Xuedao, which is fulfilling without being chaotic, scrupulous, and neither rush nor slow.

I go back to the dormitory for a while, go to the class, take some time to shoot two shots of arrows at the club, practice singing with Shen Fu in the studio, and after I go home in the evening, I discuss various details about the safety guards with Wang Yinan online. Occasionally, I drive on the street to buy goods from the elderly who set up stalls after dark. I bought a bag in the mall in the middle and wanted to give it to Xu Shangxiu, but unfortunately Xu Shangxiu insisted on not wanting it this time.

One night, just after talking to Wang Yinan, Shen Fu walked into the study.

Bian Xuedao found that Shen Fu's expression was a bit strange.

Shen Fu put a piece of paper on Bian Xuedao's desk.

Bian Xuedao picked up the paper and looked at it, and he was very happy.

No wonder Shen Fu looked shy and uncomfortable. It turned out that Shen Fu had written a song herself, and she asked Bian Xuedao to help her see how it was.

Shen Fu's musical literacy and attainments have allowed Bian Xuedao, a senior student in the International Trade Fair to check. Even if Bian Xuedao shows a high level of music, Shen Fu still feels awkward.

But there was no way. She had been planning this song "Beijing Past" for a long time and also wrote it for a long time. She wrote it back and forth again and again, six or seven times, until the last version, Shen Fu still felt that something was missing.

In the past thirty years of her life, Shen Fu went from Songjiang to Beijing and returned from Beijing to Songjiang. This time she had to go from Songjiang to Beijing. She felt that she had a lot of things to say and many feelings to express, but she couldn't write them thoroughly and could not write them out.

However, Shen Fu was embarrassed to ask Bian Xuedao for a song again. She just wanted Bian Xuedao to help her see how this song was like, or whether it had the potential and value of continuing to modify it.

Bian Xuedao asked Shen Fu with a smile: "How long have you been writing?"

Shen Fu said: "It's been around for more than half a year."

Bian Xuedao said: "You don't know that I am an inspirational type, not a technical type, and I can't understand it if you give it to me. Otherwise, you sing it a cappella and I'll listen."

Fearing that he would affect his mother's rest, Shen Fu turned around and closed the study door, quietly brewed his emotions, and began to sing a cappella.

After Shen Fu finished singing, he looked at Bian Xuedao with great anticipation.

But he didn't want to learn Taoism without making any comments. He took Shen Fu's lyrics and said, "I understand what you want to express. In this way, I will help you change it and I will listen to my version tomorrow."

Chen Fu is out.

Bian Xuedao took out a pen, removed the "past events" in "Beijing Past Events" and changed it to "Beijing Beijing".
Chapter completed!