Rebirth of Minister Qi

Chapter 883 Tutor

People in the Discipline Inspection Commission come and go, some retire and some are promoted, but Qi Tongwei never gets involved, because this unit cannot be controlled by one or two prestigious leaders; this unit is directly managed by the management.

All of Qi Tongwei's personnel changes were based on public interest, except for Chen Hai. However, Chen Hai's position was not high and his importance was very low, so no one paid attention to him. As for the level of the people below, Qi Tongwei didn't know about it for two years.

For example, Qi Tongwei is now standing on a 100-meter-high building. All he can notice are the dozens of meters-high buildings next to him. He has to see who will stand next to him. The level is like the people walking under the tall buildings. Unless he pays special attention, he cannot see them at all.

But no matter how high-ranking a leader is, there are always people looking after him. When Qi Tongwei rode his new bicycle back to the Discipline Inspection Commission compound, he received a call from his wife asking her to come to the old house in Xiawazi Hutong in the evening.

This is because his son has recently entered his third year of high school, and his wife Ruonan thinks it is very troublesome to go in and out of the Discipline Inspection Commission compound because the guards have to check security no matter whether he goes in or out. In addition, his mother-in-law, an old teacher, needs to ask her old colleague to be Huazai's tutor. How can outsiders enter the Discipline Inspection Commission compound? Even if Qi Tongwei gives a greeting, it will be very troublesome for them.

In addition, the mother-in-law felt that allowing old colleagues to enter the Discipline Inspection Commission compound would give people the impression that they were showing off their son-in-law's official position, which would affect her relationship with her old colleagues. That's why she simply let her grandson return to Xiawazi Hutong regularly to study.

In fact, at the beginning, the mother-in-law enjoyed bragging to others about her son-in-law's rank. But since Qi Tongwei became the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, the mother-in-law found that it was difficult to gain any sense of accomplishment by bragging about her rank. Instead, it would cause a lot of trouble. She didn't know how many relatives and friends who hadn't been in contact for thousands of years came to ask for help.

My mother-in-law and father-in-law would help out at the beginning, but most of the time they relied on their own connections with retired teachers and retired deputy division-level cadres to help. But later on, as other people's requests became more and more excessive, they simply stopped helping.

Later, Qi Tongwei's rank became higher and higher, so high that no one would believe it if they told others about it. They no longer mentioned what rank their son-in-law was, and when asked, they just said he was an ordinary cadre of the Discipline Inspection Commission.

"Okay, Boss, let me go over there. Tell me more about it when I get home."

Qi Tongwei is still very grateful to his father-in-law's family. They are all honest and ordinary people. His parents are unwilling to leave Qijiazhuang in Lincheng. They only help take care of the children for a few months during the summer and winter vacations. Most of the rest of the time, he is taken care of by his father-in-law's family and his wife.

For more than ten years, Qi Tongwei has been able to fight in the officialdom without any worries. His father-in-law and his wife have made great efforts. When Qi Tongwei received a call from his wife, he did not hesitate and prepared to go to the old house directly.

Xiawazi Hutong.

A girl was walking aimlessly in the alley, holding her bag on her shoulders with both hands, her eyes still red. After walking a few steps past her destination, she saw that the scenery seemed a little strange. Then she realized that she had gone too far, so she turned around and walked back.

The one who opened the door was Hua Zai, who is now seventeen years old. He had been in school since he was six years old and was now in the first semester of his senior year. He was 1.85 meters tall and had been exercising with Qi Tongwei since he was a child, so he was not as thin as his peers.

"Teacher Feng, you are here."

Hua Zai made way and invited the girl to come in. The girl forced a smile. Hua Zai inherited Qi Tongwei's sensitivity. Qi Tongwei specially cultivated him to study psychology since he was a child. Hua Zai has a strong sense of the emotions of people around him. He noticed that the tutor's mood was not right at the first time, but his role was still a child. He lacked social resources and experience. He knew that it was useless to ask, and people might not say anything, and even if he did, it might not be useful.

"Teacher Feng, please go sit in the hall for a while. I'll go get you a cup of tea."

Huazi led the tutor through the hanging flower gate, took a quick step, and moved the small hoe that fell on the side of the road to the side. This was the tool that his unreliable mother occasionally used to plant flowers on a whim.

It’s just that Zhang Ruonan doesn’t have enough knowledge about planting. Whatever she planted in the past two years, it withered. This morning, she dug up the plants that she had newly planted this year but failed again. She got so angry that she threw the hoe on the ground.

Although Hua Zi wanted to help, he knew his mother's temper very well, so he decided to let her handle it herself.

Feng Qiqi has been working as a tutor at the Qi family for two months. When she was in college, she had taken music theory classes from Zhang Ruonan. Now she has just started working and is short of money. After Zhang Ruonan heard about it, he arranged for her to come and be Hua Zai's musical instrument tutor. They have been getting along very well in the past few months.

Although Zhang Ruonan is a music teacher herself, teaching students is different from teaching her son. Teaching her son is too time-consuming. For the sake of her own good mood, she is willing to hire some tutors to teach. Anyway, these tutors are her friends, their level is pretty good, and their family is not short of money.

In addition to Zhang's mother's friends coming to tutor her in regular classes during extracurricular time, Zhang Ruonan would also invite her own friends to teach music. In fact, her son's talent was very average, and she could feel it, but she refused to give up just to save her own face.

As for other reasons to cultivate sentiments, they are secondary. Qi Tongwei naturally would not interfere. This work is not his responsibility. In addition, high school students now have heavy academic workload and great pressure. Letting his son learn music can also relax his mind.

Hua Zi saw Feng Qiqi enter the hall and start preparing for class, then he turned and walked into his mother's room.

Zhang Ruonan was listening to classical music on the record player when she suddenly saw her son push the door open and her eyes widened.

Hua Zai had no choice but to come in. Zhang Ruonan didn't like others disturbing her while she was enjoying the details of music, especially the classic record player that Qi Tongwei had specially bought. It was his mother's treasure, but she had to come in as she had some serious business to attend to.

"Mommy, Teacher Feng's expression is a little strange. Her eyes are red and she looks like she just cried. She walks a little weakly. Could it be because of what happened last time?"

Zhang Ruonan understood immediately. She had heard Feng Qiqi mention that something was wrong with the new company she signed with, but as a freshly graduated college student, she couldn't tell what was wrong. And this kid couldn't hide things in her heart, and her emotions were all shown on her face.

Although family conditions were average, Feng Qiqi was able to go to college without worries. However, she wanted to build her own career, and the rent and living costs in Beijing exceeded the average salary level, so she needed to work as a tutor to supplement the family income. At least Zhang Ruonan paid a high price and was easy to get along with.