CHAPTER 835: CHAPTER 832: INQUIRY

"Strange, how come he’s back this year for New Year?"

Seeing Zhang Haibo leave, Huang Huijuan muttered softly.

"Didn’t he always spend New Year at his mother-in-law’s place in previous years?"

"I heard they got divorced."

The women at Shen Jianjun’s chicken farm gossiped about everyone’s affairs all day long, and even if he didn’t pay attention, he couldn’t help but overhear.

"Divorced? They haven’t been married long enough to have kids for only a few years, right? If they’re divorced, who got custody of the kid?" Huang Huijuan immediately pressed for more information, seemingly a bit excited.

Shen Jianjun glanced at her with a slight amusement.

"How would I know? I just overheard it, didn’t really care. When our son comes back, ask him, he should know, or you could ask Aunt Qi. Besides, someone’s divorce, what’s there to be gleeful about?"

"I’m not gloating, I’m just curious," Huang Huijuan quickly defended herself.

She certainly didn’t want to earn a bad reputation in front of her daughter-in-law, moreover, she was genuinely just curious.

"I’m curious too," Ruan Hongzhuang said.

This helped ease Huang Huijuan out of the awkward situation.

Hearing this, Huang Huijuan was quite happy, so she said, "Back then, they even wanted to introduce his sister to Si Yuan, Aunt Qi even set them up for a blind date. Heard she’s now a big internet celebrity with over a hundred thousand followers, making videos at home every day, stirring things up in quite a mess..."

Shen Jianjun: ...

"Oh, is that so? I never heard Si Yuan mention it, tell me about it."

Ruan Hongzhuang linked arms with Huang Huijuan and walked inside, while Taozi, like a little shadow, hurried to keep up from behind.

Shen Jianjun looked at the bags and boxes all over the floor and was at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, Shen Siyuan was flipping through a thick plan booklet in his hands.

All of Daxia consists of twenty-three provinces, five autonomous regions, and four municipalities.

Thus, this plan is divided according to regions, with responsibilities assigned to individuals.

It was obviously not completed by one person but rather a consolidation of multiple plans.

Hence, the execution plans in each province and city have slight differences.

"These were all submitted by the provinces, and we’re responsible for coordination and integration..." Wu Xing explained on the side.

It’s undeniable that relying on the state makes things much easier, when something is undertaken at a national level, the scale is unimaginable, far beyond what Tao Guangsha and Lin Libo’s so-called charity foundation could match.

This plan includes the southernmost reef islands, the northernmost snowy mountains, and the vast grasslands and deserts...

Although these places are sparsely populated, it doesn’t mean there’s no one there.

The more remote the area, the more difficult the living conditions, particularly in deserts where many people are engaged in desertification control.

Combating desertification is a long-term project and a virtuous endeavor.

However, individual families face immense difficulties in desertification control, hence the need for substantial policy support and initiatives.

Therefore, this plan is quite comprehensive.

Shen Siyuan didn’t scrutinize it closely, just skimmed through from start to finish, and felt very satisfied.

Of course, it’s too early to say anything now, plans are just plans, the real test lies in execution and the merit feedback it brings.

Seeing that Shen Siyuan was quite satisfied, Wu Xing also breathed a sigh of relief but still carefully said, "If Mr. Shen finds anything needing improvement, feel free to bring it up, and I’ll have it taken care of immediately."

Shen Siyuan placed the plan booklet on the table and smiled, "I don’t understand these things either, better leave professional matters to the professionals, I’ll just wait for the final feedback."

Wu Xing assumed that he meant summaries or execution reports and thus didn’t continue talking about it.

Instead, he shifted the topic, "Mr. Shen, regarding the list of personnel purchasing the elixir, would you like to take a look?"

Shen Siyuan shook his head and declined upon hearing this, "No, I won’t look at it. But you know I’m getting married in March, right?"

"Yes, I knew. Let me congratulate you and Miss Ruan on a happy and harmonious union," Wu Xing said.

Shen Siyuan waved his hand, "Make sure Director Wu attends the wedding."

"I will... definitely..." Wu Xing was quite surprised but also very pleased.

But right then, Shen Siyuan added, "Those who are purchasing the elixir, if they’re willing, they can also come to my wedding."

Wu Xing was momentarily stunned, but he promptly agreed with a nod.

"I’ll notify them."

Inwardly, he pondered the reasoning behind Shen Siyuan’s decision—was it to associate with the powerful? It seemed unlikely because with his capabilities, he didn’t need to attach himself to anyone.

Could it be for the wedding gifts?

Wu Xing almost burst into laughter at this thought himself.

If not for this, then why? Why indeed?

Wu Xing couldn’t quite figure it out at the moment and had to suppress his curiosity for now.

"It’s nearly noon, Mr. Shen, it’s rare for you to come to Xiajing, I’ve arranged for a master chef specializing in Lu cuisine to join us for lunch, why not taste his skills?" Wu Xing invited.

"Let’s leave the meal for later, I want to ask, how did my information get leaked?" Shen Siyuan tapped the table with his finger, staring intently ahead.

The look from Shen Siyuan made Wu Xing’s back feel chilly.

Just as he was about to explain, Shen Siyuan continued, "Don’t give me bullshit explanations. Death isn’t the focus; I think you’re well aware."

Wu Xing smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

He had just learned the basic details from Gao Yongdao and knew that Jiang Chengjun’s soul was in the opponent’s possession. Naturally, he had no doubt that they would know everything Jiang Chengjun did.

Wu Xing sighed, "Even though the Special Affairs Bureau holds a unique position, it’s ultimately a department comprised of people. Naturally, where there are people, there are all sorts of complex relationships."

"Over the years, even as I’ve endeavored to maintain the department’s independence and purity, infiltration by certain forces was inevitable. It’s not quite accurate to describe it as infiltration; some people simply like to meddle, whether it helps or not is another matter entirely."

"Moreover, given how unique the Special Affairs Bureau is, once people become aware of its existence, their curiosity isn’t the only thing sparked. There’s also the pursuit of life, where they find all sorts of ways to get people inside."

"Some of these efforts I blocked, others I couldn’t. What’s most of those people, apart from seeking to understand the nature of this world, are well-behaved and pose no harm, so I let them be."

"Yet, unexpectedly, this issue occurred..."

Hearing this, Shen Siyuan smirked silently.

All that talk about seeking life and the essence of the world, it’s bullshit.

It’s just when power reaches a certain level, people want more.

So, knowing about the Special Affairs Bureau’s existence, they wanted to tap into it for a deeper understanding of life, in essence, a quest for immortality, the possibility of becoming gods or immortals.

Throughout history, countless emperors, generals, officials, and nobles all ended up on this path, did they not?

Nowadays, even in this scientific society where everything needs to be backed by science, given the existence of the unscientific Special Affairs Bureau, all desires and ambitions will inevitably expand.

Not to mention, globally, quite a few wealthy individuals are using technology to research immortality.

So, regardless of the era, human desires remain the same; they don’t change with the level of societal development.

Thus, after hearing Wu Xing’s explanation, Shen Siyuan said, "That’s an internal matter of your Special Affairs Bureau and has nothing to do with me. I just want to ask you, was there anyone else behind this, or am I simply being used by your bureau?"

Sitting opposite Shen Siyuan, Wu Xing felt a cold sweat and couldn’t sit still comfortably.