Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 3, a new era (three)

It is early September, and each official presidential handover is on the last day of September. Therefore, although Fu Fengcheng is not yet the president, in fact, the handover of the president is already in progress. At that time, Yu Chengyi and Zhuo Lin both announced that they would not seek re-election. Fu Zhengda Xia retired in eight years, and Long Xiao and Song Ye both announced that they would not run for president. Therefore, Zhuo Lin was replaced by Lu Guan, who was the chief executive during Zhuo Lin's tenure as president.

Lu Guan is about the same age as Dujun Fu. Now that he is too old, he has long wanted to take care of his life. He doesn't care about Fu Fengcheng, who replaces him. I wish he could take over as soon as possible.

Therefore, the whole handover process was very smooth and warm, and the atmosphere in the capital was only the joy of welcoming the incoming new president.

Because of Fu Fengcheng's relationship, several young masters and young ladies of the Fu family are also rising in the capital.

Fu Yunxiao is only eight years old, and Fu Yunteng is not yet four years old, so there is nothing to say. But Fu Yunqi is different. The real eldest grandson of the Fu family, the eldest grandson of Fu's favorite treasure, is sixteen years old and young and unmarried. This is the best choice of son-in-law and marriage partner in the minds of many famous ladies, talented ladies and ladies. what.

Early in the morning, Fu Yunqi came back from the morning exercise outside and just stepped into the lobby, the butler greeted him, "Eldest young master."

Fu Yun nodded, "Uncle Feng, is there something?"

The housekeeper sent an invitation and said with a smile, "I sent it here early in the morning. It is said that several young ladies and sons from the capital heard that the eldest young master was returning to China and wanted to wash the dust for you. The post was sent by the Duan family. Come here, isn't it just the weekend today, I'm asking if you have time to enjoy the sight."

Fu Yunqi took it over and looked over it, and it turned out that they were all well-known young masters and young ladies in the capital. Fu Yunqi was not familiar with them, but he was not unfamiliar with them.

He frowned and thought for a while, "I'm going to find Teacher Liao today." Obviously he didn't want to go.

Fu Yunqi doesn't have any particularly good peers in the capital, and he is more familiar with the school's alumni and classmates, as well as Song Yuanhuai from Song Lang's family. Song Yuanhuai was about two years older than him, and Fu Yunqi played with him for two years when he was in his early ten years. But Song Yuanhuai didn't live in the capital often, and he didn't go to a school in the capital, and the two hadn't seen each other for two years.

Fu Yunqi is really not very interested in these dandy young men in the capital.

"Little Stone is going to Liao Yunting's side?" Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng came downstairs hand in hand when they heard this.

Fu Yunqi looked up and saw that his parents were wearing formal clothes for going out, and his mother was carrying a bag, knowing that the two were going out, "Mother, mother, good morning."

Then I answered Leng Sa's words, "Yes, I made an appointment with Teacher Liao yesterday afternoon."

Walking downstairs, Leng Sa stood in front of him and said with a smile, "You just came back, and you have no time to spare on weekends? Young people should go out to play more, and there is still time to work hard in the future."

Fu Yunqi smiled and nodded, "I know, the party is in the evening, I'll be there when I come back in the afternoon. Father and mother are going out now?"

Leng Sa nodded and said, "Yes, your father has been busy recently, you know?"

Of course Fu Yunqi knew, "Father has worked hard."

Fu Fengcheng looked at Fu Yunqi and nodded slightly, "Your mother is right, you are still young, so don't worry."

Seeing that Fu Yunqi nodded obediently, Leng Sa stretched out a hand and brushed his son's hair, which was a little messy due to exercise, and said, "Forget it, you have always counted yourself, and your own happiness is the most important thing. By the way, your grandfather will come to the capital tomorrow morning. , remember to make time for us to pick him up together."

Fu Yunqi said, "Okay, will my grandmother come back for my father's inauguration?"

Smiles coldly, "Of course, but your grandmother is not in the country right now, she said she will be back before the inauguration."

Ms. Zhuo Lin recuperated for a year after her retirement. After all, she could not afford to start a journey around the country, and by the way, it was regarded as an inspection of her work results for several years.

Last year, I had almost done shopping in China, so I decided to go abroad.

However, many people actually understand that Ms. Zhuo chose to go abroad at that time because of Fu Fengcheng. Fu Fengcheng announced her participation in the presidential election. Ms. Zhuo Lin is Fu Fengcheng's mother and the last president, and she also has a large number of female fans. Her attitude will inevitably not affect many people's choices.

Actually, it's not against the law to use her family to build momentum for herself, but Zhuo Lin thinks that Fu Fengcheng doesn't need it, and she doesn't plan to do it. This is not because of external evaluation. In fact, even if Ms. Zhuo leaves, some people will still have a good impression of Fu Fengcheng because of Ms. Zhuo. Of course, in terms of reputation and supporters, Fu Fengcheng itself is not lost to Ms. Zhuo.

This is Ms. Zhuo's respect for her son. She believes that Fu Fengcheng does not need to intervene at all.

At that time, Governor Fu was the first to announce his retirement among the several military governors, and it is not without meaning in this regard. You must know that Song Ye has not retired yet.

My father is the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, and my mother is the last president. If Fu Fengcheng is re-elected, what will happen? Is Da Xia going to be named Fu?

It has been eight years since Du Jun Fu stepped down from the power center, and Ms. Zhuo is not in the capital, just to minimize such influence. It is impossible to say that there is no influence at all, but it is also unfair to let Fu Fengcheng give up the presidential campaign because of this. He was in his prime, and he had no flaws in his ability, merit and reputation. If he was forced to give up just because of speculation and evaluation from the outside world, it would not only be the regret of the Fu family and Fu Fengcheng.

Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng got out of the Fu Mansion and got on the bus directly to the Presidential Palace. The Presidential Palace is quite old, and it was the Prime Minister's official residence. Adjacent to the Parliament Building is not far from the Military Building. Although the capital city has been changing rapidly in recent years, this area has not changed much.

"Fengcheng and Xiao Leng are here?" Lu Guan is over seventy years old. Although he looks energetic, he is a lot older than the first time they met more than ten years ago, and his hair is even gray. Also put on a pair of reading glasses.

Seeing the two walking in, Lu Guan, who was talking to someone, seemed very happy, and waved to the two to signal them to go over.

The two stepped forward, "President."

Lu Guan waved his hand and said, "There are no outsiders, don't look at outsiders like this. Besides, I should retire in a few days. Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

The two sat down opposite Lu Guan, Lu Guan narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the two, nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "Okay, okay. You young people are still watching the spirit."

Leng Sa said with a smile, "Uncle Lu is also in good spirits."

Lu Guan said with a smile, "Where, I'm getting old, and speaking of this year's support is a bit difficult, but Dad is smart and retired early."

Of course Lu Guan knew that Dujun Fu's early retirement was not just for the sake of getting close, but he didn't expect to be elected.

When he ran for the election, he thought he was going through the motions. Who would have thought that Long Xiao and Song Ye would give up their candidacy at the same time, so that he made a mistake.

Although it is an accident, Lu Guan is naturally very happy to be the third president of Daxia. Who doesn't want to leave his name in the annals of history?

In the past few years, I have been doing my best and conscientiously. However, his health is indeed not as good as that of Fu Zhenglongxiao and other warriors. He has worked hard for four consecutive years, and his health is really not good in the last year.

Fu Fengcheng personally picked up the teapot and filled him with tea, and said respectfully, "Uncle Lu has worked hard for the past few years, and I hope you will give more advice in the future."

Lu Guan took his tea and said: "I know my own abilities, but I'm just doing my best to fulfill my duties and have a clear conscience. It's up to you in the future. The general affairs are almost explained these days. , in the future, the staffing of the Presidential Palace should be decided by yourself, let's talk about the inauguration of the President and the anniversaries that follow..."

The two discussed with Lu Guan for nearly an hour, and seeing the look of exhaustion on Lu Guan's face, Fu Fengcheng offered to stop here.

Lu Guan didn't hold back either. He invited the staff to greet them and went upstairs to rest.

Seeing Lu Guan go upstairs, Leng Sa whispered with some worry: "Uncle Lu looks at him, his spirit is not very good."

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Hua had seen it for Uncle Lu before, and said that he had consumed too much in the past few years, and it would not be a big problem to rest for a while."

Hua Lao is over 90 years old. A few years ago, Miao Miao went abroad to retire and returned to the capital to retire. However, he still occasionally sees a doctor.

That old gentleman deserves to be a national player of the generation. Although he is ninety years old, he looks more than seventy Lu Guan's spirit.

"That's all I can do." Leng Sa said.

A staff member next to him handed over a document, "Mr. President, Madam, this is..."

Before the other party finished speaking, he was fixed by a sharp gaze.

He was startled for a moment, and looked at Fu Fengcheng with some puzzlement.

Fu Fengcheng said lightly, "It's not time for the official handover."

The staff member turned pale and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, President Fu, Ms. Leng, this is the specific list of dignitaries and entourages who will participate in this presidential inauguration."

Leng Sa reached out to take it and said thank you. Seeing that man was still standing in front of him, he opened his mouth and said, "You go to work first, we will find you if you have any questions."

"Yes, yes." The man came back to his senses, and stepped back in disappointment and panic.

Leng Sa watched him turn and leave, shook his head and didn't say anything, it's not surprising that such people are everywhere.

Leng Sa opened the roster in his hand and looked at it, suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Nile and Da Yin's people are coming too?"

Fu Fengcheng put down the document in his hand and turned his head to look at it. He was not surprised. "It's normal, after all, it's a neighboring country." Never communicate with each other forever.

Although Nile was severely damaged by Fu Fengcheng in the past, he can't take it easy now. Although the people of Dayin ceded their land and paid indemnities, they were embarrassed, but after all, they are two countries bordering Dayin. Those in power are not insane, so it is impossible to ignore them.

Leng Sa stared at the list carefully for a while, and said, "This... Nero sent Sanxi." Sanxi is their old friend.

Back then, he was kidnapped by Leng Sa in the southwest and sent back to Yongcheng, where he was transferred from Yongcheng and detained in the capital. It was not until the fourth year of Daxia, when the domestic situation of Nile was basically stable, Sang Gu successfully won power, and only then did he negotiate with Daxia to bring his son back.

It's not that Sanggu valued this son very much. Sanggu originally had several sons, but the eldest son and several grandchildren were killed by the Nile royal family, and two later died in the Nile royal family. In the civil war, one survived but lost his fertility, and there really was no other choice but Sangxi Sanggu.

Fu Fengcheng said, "Sang Gu was injured that year, and his health has not been very good for the past two years. It is rumored that Sang Xi is going to take his place. He is here to have a relationship with Da Xia, don't worry."

Sang Xi does not have the ability and prestige of Sang Gu, and has a dark history of being captured by the Daxia people. Now Nile's national strength is less than half of what it was a decade ago, the economy is even worse, and the country is not stable. If Sanxi wants to secure his position, he must obtain the support of powerful neighbors.

Smiles coldly, "I'm not worried, it wasn't me who was captured at first, as long as Sanxi is not embarrassed. Is it normal to receive foreign guests?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded in agreement.

"Da Yin's here..." Leng Sa frowned, Nile was not qualified to be Da Xia's opponent from beginning to end. If they hadn't taken advantage of others' danger, they might not have dared to act rashly even if Da Xia was torn apart. .

But Da Yin is different. Even if he was knocked down and forced to cut the land before, the dead camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that Da Yin is still alive, at most two pieces of meat are cut. Those places that were ceded to Daxia have historically been the places where the two countries have repeatedly tug-of-war, whoever is stronger will occupy it, so Dayin's pursuit of peace by breaking his tail is not a heavy loss.

Now more than ten years later, Dayin is still a country with a vast territory and a powerful army. It's just that the main road to the northwest is in their hands, and the northwest region is heavily garrisoned all the year round. Dayin knows that he has no chance and can only turn his attention to the west.

Anyway, Da Yin and Da Xia are old rivals for hundreds of thousands of years, so you don't need to care about their success or failure.

Fu Fengcheng thought about it for a while, "They didn't come looking for trouble."

Leng Sa frowned for a while, and immediately understood, "Da Yin wants to continue to expand westward, so he won't provoke us now."

What does war require? Military, financial, material resources.

The Dayin people are not short of troops, but they need Daxia's weapons, medicines and various materials.

Even if they don't need it, are they afraid that Daxia will sell things to his opponents? Dayin is a pure northern country, and the sea ports are in the extreme north and the extreme west. If Daxia takes the sea route to do business with the countries in the west, it is difficult for Dayin people to stop it.

Leng Sa flipped through the list of the remaining countries, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is much more lively than Uncle Lu's inauguration ceremony last time." Not surprisingly, Barrow Island and other countries that have a geographical conflict with Dayin All the countries have sent important people to come.

Leng Sa has always suspected that after Da Yin was autistic after being beaten by Fu Fengcheng, he was ridiculed and then blackened.

The labor and management can't make the big summer, and they can't kill you little shrimps, dare to laugh at me!

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Leave it to Zhang Jingzhi, Long Yue and Song Lang, and let them figure it out."

"Zhang Jingzhi is going to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" Zhang Jingzhi was previously the undersecretary in charge of finance.

Fu Fengcheng said, "The one above him can still work for a few years. He should go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to practice first. Anyway, he is good at this."

Leng Sa nodded, thinking that although Zhang Jingzhi is nearly fifty years old, he is still elegant and gentle, and his harmless appearance is indeed suitable for fooling people.

Although Fu Yunqi had just returned to China, he had a very fulfilling weekend.

In the morning, I played with my younger brother and sister for a while to relax. After lunch, I went to see Liao Yunting at the research institute in Beijing. After communicating with Teacher Liao for an entire afternoon, I didn't even have time to eat in the evening. I went to the gathering place of the young masters and young ladies in the capital to participate in the banquet that was said to be held for myself.

In recent years, the capital has become more and more prosperous. When the lanterns first appeared, the whole street was very bright under the neon lights.

Many men, women and women are walking on the street. Fashionable and retro people coexist harmoniously. Beautifully dressed young girls walk on the street safely without any sense of restraint. Being in it makes people really believe in peace. Prosperity arrives.

Fu Yunqi stepped into a high-end club, which is the favorite place for the rich and powerful businessmen of the capital to meet.

Although Fu Yunqi is young, he has been here several times, and he knows some things that others don't know.

"Young Master Fu is here!" Seeing Fu Yunqi pushing the door and entering, the men and women who were making a fuss in the wing immediately stood up and extended a warm welcome to Fu Yunqi's arrival.

Fu Yunqi nodded slightly and glanced at everyone. There were about ten people in the spacious wing, all of them familiar faces. But Fu Yunqi really only knew two or three, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Where? Isn't that what we made an appointment for? It's just right!" Someone immediately laughed, and a girl with a beautiful appearance and fashionable clothes came over and pulled Fu Yunqi's arm. How can I catch the wind for you, why don't we all have a drink together?"

Fu Yunqi inadvertently turned to one side before her hand reached out, just avoided her hand, and said calmly: "Thank you all, I don't drink."

The girl's outstretched hand froze, and quickly put it down again as if nothing had happened.

Everyone was obviously a little surprised, and some people didn't believe it, "Young Master Fu doesn't know how to drink? How is that possible?"

"That's right, I heard that there were a lot of military governors back then. Although President Fu didn't say anything about this, he didn't say that he couldn't drink."

Fu Yunqi was very calm, "My mother told me to drink alcohol after the age of eighteen."

"..." Everyone was silent, as if Fu Yunqi had said something incomprehensible to them.

One of the young masters couldn't help laughing, "Young Master Fu, you are too obedient." These people have been in the circle of the powerful since childhood, who wouldn't do something out of the ordinary? Besides, it's okay for a girl to listen to her mother's words. Isn't it a joke for the eldest young master of the Fu family to say this.

Fu Yunqi obviously didn't think he was a joke. He raised his eyes and glanced at the boy and said lightly, "What's the problem?"

"..." Your parents are amazing, you have the final say.

Fu Yunqi is not a foolish white sweet who doesn't understand world affairs. In the end, he toasted everyone with tea instead of wine before the atmosphere became warm again, but it was still worse than before Fu Yunqi didn't come.

It feels like a group of students who like to joke, play, smoke, and drink are having a party, and suddenly a good student with a textbook and a serious endorsement is inserted in the middle. Who can play?

A young man who was familiar with Fu Yunqi looked at the lively people not far away, sat down beside Fu Yunqi, and whispered, "Yunqi, everyone wants to make friends with you, you... let everyone I'm a little embarrassed." Embarrassment is a euphemism, and to put it bluntly, it is a disappointment.

Fu Yunqi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Thank you for your kindness, I'm not used to places that are too busy."

"..." The young man was a little excited.

You, the eldest young master of the Fu family, are you not used to places that are too lively? I haven't seen you at various banquets before and you're not used to it.

In the final analysis, I still don't look down on these playboys.

Fu Yunqi glanced at him and suddenly said: "Xinyi, are you eighteen this year? Are you planning to mess around like this?"

The young man was stunned for a while, and then he didn't care about the tunnel for a while, "What can I do if I don't mix like this? You know what's going on in our family. My grandfather, my dad, and my uncles have been like that all these years. When we get here...it's just a jerk."

Fu Yunqi said: "Old Duan is still there, your starting point is always much stronger than ordinary people. Uncle Zhang didn't also..." Halfway through the sentence, Fu Yunqi remembered that the Zhang family and the Duan family still had a little bit of a festival. , stopped immediately.

Actually, what happened to Duan Yulin back then had something to do with the Fu family, but the relationship between the Duan family and the Fu family was not bad over the years. In fact, Duan Yulin's relationship with Zhang Bi is not bad now, but the younger generation is always not as good as the older generation.

Duan Xinyi also heard what he meant, and said with some self-deprecation, "Then compare me with Zhang Li? That's a high opinion of me."

Who is Zhang Jingzhi? Even if the reputation of the young master of the Zhang family was not as good as that of Fu Fengcheng and Long Yue, he was not too bad for being the prime minister. Although the Zhang family was weak later, they had a good relationship with the Fu Long and Song families, and then they climbed directly to the Fu family.

Put down the figure of your son to work for someone who stood at the same level in the past. This is not something ordinary sons and brothers can do.

Fu Yunqi didn't mean to persuade much, but said lightly, "How do you know you can't do it if you haven't tried it? Now that Duan Lao is still here, everyone gives some face back. In the future, when Duan Lao is gone, do you think these people Will I still fight with you?"

"..." Duan Xinyi was silent, his grandfather was older than Dujun Fu, and he was already alive to this day.

"Young Master Fu, what are you doing sitting in the corner with Shao Duan? How boring. Let's have a drink together?" Someone shouted not far away.

Fu Yunqi nodded over there, reached out and patted Duan Xinyi's shoulder in a low voice, "You should think about it." After speaking, he stopped looking at him, got up and walked over with a cup filled with tea.

Duan Xinyi is right, he is not unaccustomed to the lively, the key only depends on whether he wants to get used to it or not.

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