Chapter 1017: 1017： This young man, waiting for him a hundred years later

   Chapter 1017 This young man, waiting for him a hundred years later

  【In that dream, your Excellency and Tang Li did not have much intersection. 】

In the tea room where the sound of zheng lingered, the young man sitting opposite him, after the usual greetings in the officialdom, once again mentioned the so-called 'dreamland'.

   will mention such a sentence without end, naturally seeing him and Tang Li getting along by the roadside.

  The evening wind was slightly hot, and it also lit up the cigarette butts between the fingers.

   Zi does not speak, strangely and chaotically.

   Even if Song Boyan himself goes to Guangyuan Temple to fast every year, it does not mean that he is superstitious enough to think that there are people in this world who can predict the future.

   However, what Han Jifeng said again subverted this perception.

  Knowing that he would be taboo, he still said——

   [I also dreamed that in mid-October, Your Excellency will submit the drafted plan of the National Medical Insurance Law to the two houses for deliberation. 】

   Last week, the draft of the National Health Insurance Law was completed.

   As for when he will be sent to the Senate and House of Representatives, Song Boyan has not told anyone, not even Ji Ming, who follows him every day, has not revealed any details.

   Mid-October is just the time Song Boyan estimated in his heart.

   For a president who has been in office for less than a year, now is not the best time to publicly propose health care reform.

  Apart from himself, it is difficult for others to associate October with the 'health care reform'.

   "Then in your dream, has the health care reform law been successfully implemented?"

   This idiom is serious and joking.

   - two years later.

   This is Han Jifeng's answer.

  【It will take two years for both houses of the Senate to pass the new bill. 】

   At that time, the expression on the young man's face did not seem to be joking, so Song Boyan put down his teapot: "Is it also the instructions given to you by these dreams to resign to run for the Senate?"

  Han Jifeng did not deny this claim.

   "The so-called butterfly effect, you can move your whole body with one stroke."

  His voice, Han Jifeng clearly understood, "Some things will change the trajectory of development because of me, but some things are destined, but I can't influence or control them."

   "For example?"

On the    red clay stove, the teapot was steaming hot.

   It was in such a hot steam that Han Jifeng looked directly into his eyes——

  【For example, in a few years, your Excellency will die of illness. 】

   These words can already be called presumptuous.

  【In the early years, your lungs should have suffered penetrating injuries. 】

   If you are not an acquaintance or a comrade of the same period, very few people know so much about his gunshot wound.

   Rather than saying that Han Jifeng is providing an early warning, it would be more appropriate to use the explanation of 'remind him of the fact that he is full of old wounds'.

   Some injuries, and there is no fear of life at the moment, but it does not mean that there will be no recurrence.

  What Han Jifeng wanted to express was nothing more than this.

  ——Is it kind?

   Not necessarily.

  Whether it was really a hint from a dream or a guess from a trace, it was not a wise move to say it like this.

   A young man who can bring down a minister at the provincial level will not be a scheming one, and it is not hard to guess why he is forced to share those dreams with others regardless of his safety.

   Therefore, in the tea room, Song Boyan would have a later question.

   "Did you find Tang Li privately before?"

   Even if Yuan Qin had already informed him, it was another story to get the exact answer from Han Jifeng himself.

   As for what to say when we meet——

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  After Han Jifeng got up and left, Song Boyan sat at the tea table for a while, and he naturally remembered what Tang Li once said on the phone, "You must get me pregnant before the age of 36".

   That time, I'm afraid it wasn't the first time that Han Jifeng came to the door.

   Thirty-six years old.

   corresponds to the phrase 'a few years later'.

   I still remember the look in Han Jifeng's eyes when he looked at him.

   This deep and taciturn young man is probably waiting for him a hundred years later.

  Jiming knocked on the master bedroom door, holding a phone in his hand.

   Finding Song Boyan on the balcony outside, he called out respectfully.

   "Minister He called just now and knew what you meant. The day after tomorrow at the latest, the documents for a thorough investigation of Li Wenyan will be handed over." When Song Boyan puffed his cigarette into the bedroom, Ji Ming spoke again.

  Although the light on the balcony was unknown, Ji Ming noticed that Song Boyan didn't smoke that cigarette at all.

   Otherwise, there will be no long piles of ashes.

   He watched the cigarette being thrown into the ashtray, and there was only one thought in his mind--Mr.

   After meeting Han Jifeng.

   I just don’t know what Han Jifeng said to his husband at that time.

   When Song Boyan closed the glass door of the balcony, Ji Ming caught a glimpse of a long table not far away, and the phone screen lit up, and after a few seconds, it went dark again.

As the glass door closed with a soft sound, Ji Ming also retracted his eyes, remembering that he had bumped into Song Jingtian in pajamas and bare feet at the door of the living room, and couldn't help but say, "Tonight's weekly theater on Fruit Channel, the ratings It seems good."

   At ten o'clock every night, Song Jingtian's tablet will be taken away.

   There is no TV in the little guy's room.

   Want to watch the live broadcast, you can only sneak into the living room.

When    was caught by him, it should have just finished an episode of the TV series, and the little guy went to the kitchen to get food during the commercial time, and the bowl of milk and cereal almost fell on his clothes.

   "Furthermore, the online reviews are generally positive." Compared with the bad reviews of the premiere last night, it can be said to be a polar reversal now.

  Song Boyan poured a glass of water in front of the water dispenser: "If the response is not good, it can only be broadcast on SCTV."

  SCTV, China's CCTV.

   Hearing that the husband was joking, Ji Ming also smiled: "Mrs.'s personal image is not bad, it is indeed time to play a main theme TV series first."

  You must know that SCTV's prime time broadcasts are all year round tribute dramas.

   "Still too young." Song Boyan sat down on the sofa and smiled slightly: "Going to act in this kind of film will bury her."

In the    tribute play, old artists can be seen everywhere.

  Young actors are usually only supporting roles, and they are very easy to expose their lack of acting skills when they play with the old actors.

   Now, it's eleven o'clock at night.

  Song Boyan saw that Ji Ming was still wearing leather shoes, so he stopped keeping him: "It's getting late, go back to your room and rest."

   In the huge bedroom, only one floor lamp was lit.

Seeing Song Boyan sitting alone drinking water, Ji Ming looked around the interior again, it was the same as before the marriage, even if there was no shortage of housekeeping staff in the Tan Palace, he still felt that something was missing here—perhaps it was just like when he was by the lake. Said that Mr. Tang should keep Miss Tang by his side.

   That way, there is at least one person who asks for help.

   This kind of greeting is different from the old lady's concern for her husband.

   Before leaving, Ji Ming remembered another arrangement: "Dr. Pei told me before get off work in the evening that your first routine medical examination at the Army Medical Center is scheduled for September 10."

   Pei Shiyu is the chief doctor of the Dangong medical team.

   The president of country S needs to publish a medical report every year.

  Song Boyan put the water glass on the coffee table, raised his head, and his eyes fell on Ji Ming with relief: "Follow me like this every day, have you ever thought about going back to the army to practice?"

  ————

  After a while, there are two more.

  No. 5 ate preserved eggs and drank a cup of oat milk. He suffered from acute gastroenteritis, which kept going back and forth. In addition, he went to the hospital twice to see his muscles, which delayed the update.

   (end of this chapter)

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