Reborn as a Noble’s Son
Chapter 1138 - Chapter 1138 Chapter 1094 Arriving at Jiangzhou

Chapter 1138: Chapter 1094: Arriving at Jiangzhou Chapter 1138: Chapter 1094: Arriving at Jiangzhou The flight from Hongcheng Airport in Hongjiang Province to Jiangzhou Airport in Jiangbei Province landed on time at Jiangzhou International Airport at 3:30 in the afternoon.

For this trip, Nie Zhenbang was very low-key. Jiangbei Province didn’t make a big fuss about it, either. If it wasn’t for the case seriously requiring it, Wang Chenglong, the top leader of Jiangbei Province, would never have agreed to Chen Yazhou’s request to ask Nie Zhenbang to get involved.

Just like ordinary passengers, Nie Zhenbang and Chen Le disembarked from the plane and walked out of the airport through the passageway.

At the airport entrance, right as Nie Zhenbang and Chen Le emerged, someone came up to greet them–it was Wen Yuhe, an old acquaintance of Nie Zhenbang and the former head of the United Front Work Department of the Liangxi City Committee.

It’s been almost fourteen years since Nie Zhenbang left Liangxi. Back then, Wen Yuhe was only in his forties; now, he was in his fifties.

“Old Mayor, it’s been many years, but you still look as distinguished as ever.” Back when Nie Zhenbang was in office in Liangxi City, he was the Mayor of Liangxi City, so Wen Yuhe’s address of ‘Old Mayor’ was not at all incorrect.

After saying that, Wen Yuhe also reached out and shook hands with Chen Le, smiling and saying, “Director Chen, it’s been many years.”

Nie Zhenbang also smiled and said, “Old Wen, it’s been many years. You haven’t changed much.”

Now, Wen Yuhe had become the Secretary-General of the Jiangbei Provincial Committee. Entrusted by Secretary Wang Chenglong of the Provincial Committee and considering that Wen Yuhe was familiar with Nie Zhenbang, it was natural that the task of welcoming Nie Zhenbang fell to him.

Considering Nie Zhenbang’s personality in the choice of vehicle, Wen Yuhe didn’t go for a large Audi or a domineering SUV; instead, he opted for a very ordinary modern 9-seater business van.

As the car drove out of the airport expressway, Nie Zhenbang turned serious and said, “Old Wen, let’s go directly to the Military Division. I’ll explain to Secretary Wang. To say something that might make you laugh, you know Yi Jun. He was the secretary-general of the city government back then. With such a major incident occurring, it’s not just a disgrace for Liangxi City, but it also pains me tremendously. I want to go see Yi Jun first.”

As Wen Yuhe heard this, his mood also became solemn. Regardless of whether his sentiments were genuine, at least the attitude he was showing at the moment was commendable.

This was a reflection of the abilities of a Secretary-General of the Provincial Committee. As the big housekeeper, the work of the Provincial Committee’s Secretary-General is the same in any province. From Wen Yuhe’s performance, he truly lived up to the description of being adroit from all angles.

After making the call, it was evident that Wen Yuhe was reporting to Wang Chenglong. Once he hung up, Wen Yuhe smiled and said, “Since the old leader insists, we will go to the Military Division first.”

Nie Zhenbang was familiar with the guesthouse of the Jiangbei Province Military Division. As he got out of the car and saw the brand-new ten-story building, he was a bit astounded.

By his side, Wen Yuhe smiled and explained, “Old leader, the old guesthouse of the Military Division was demolished; this is the newly built Military Division hotel.”

On the fourth floor of the Military Division hotel, as soon as Nie Zhenbang and Chen Le stepped out of the elevator, Chen Yazhou, the Secretary of the Jiangbei Province Disciplinary Committee, was already there to greet them, “Secretary Nie, you’ve troubled yourself by coming.”

As he spoke, Chen Yazhou made a gesture, “Comrade Yi Jun has been arranged in room 413, let me take you there.”

Guided by Chen Yazhou, they arrived at the door of room 413. It was a very ordinary room, but at that moment, Nie Zhenbang took a deep breath. Turning to look at Chen Yazhou, he said, “Secretary Yazhou, may I speak with Yi Jun alone?”

Although Nie Zhenbang’s words carried a request, the aura of superiority he exhibited was unquestionable.

Chen Yazhou was taken aback for a moment but then nodded, “Of course, Secretary Nie, please go ahead.”

Grabbing the doorknob, he turned it, entered the room. At that moment, Yi Jun was half-reclining on the bed, looking somewhat haggard with his eyes closed, as if he were trying to conserve his energy. Hearing the door open, Yi Jun didn’t even lift his head, directly saying, “What, you’re here again? I’ve already said, regarding my issue, I have nothing to say. Everything should proceed according to the organization’s principles and procedures, no matter what it is, even if I were to be executed immediately, I, Yi Jun, won’t have a single word of complaint.”

Hearing Yi Jun’s words, Nie Zhenbang, who had originally intended to give Yi Jun a severe scolding as soon as he entered the room, suddenly lost the impulse. Walking into the room, he pulled out a stool by the side and took a seat, looking at Yi Jun and saying, “Not bad, even at this juncture, you haven’t let me down; you’re brave enough to own up to your actions.”

Hearing Nie Zhenbang’s words, hearing this familiar voice, Yi Jun, who was lying in bed with a somewhat cynical and numb expression, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight. Looking at the person in front of him, Yi Jun’s face revealed an incredulous look. Then, he stood up straight away.

It was a habit formed during his time as a secretary. In front of Nie Zhenbang, Yi Jun was always the junior secretary, no matter when.

“Mayor… Mayor, how come you’re here?” Yi Jun asked as if he was in a dream.

Watching Yi Jun, Nie Zhenbang chuckled lightly, took an ashtray from the table next to him, and twirled it as he said, “What? Can’t I come over? Are you surprised to see me, or are you feeling a little unexpected? Moreover, do you also feel a bit guilty, Xiaoyi?”

Xiaoyi, such a familiar term of address. Once, Yi Jun could clearly remember, back then in Lixian, the old leader’s words: “Xiaoyi, call Chen Le, tell him, whatever the circumstances, to hold his ground for me.”

Times had changed, and now things and people were no longer the same. The once secretary had now become a prisoner awaiting sentence. Looking at Nie Zhenbang’s solemn expression, Yi Jun still understood his personality very well.

Standing straight, not daring to sit or move, feeling helpless, somewhat disheartened, and ashamed, he spoke in a low voice, “Old leader, I’ve let down your trust, your mentorship, your expectations.”

Three betrayals, enough to prove the weight Nie Zhenbang held in Yi Jun’s heart.

Looking at Yi Jun now, a forty-year-old, his figure had become plump. The once lean young man had now become a chubby leader. This image, even without introduction, made it clear to everyone–this was a leader.

The clothes on his body looked simple, but they were expensive. They came from a well-known overseas custom tailor shop. Just this simple short-sleeved shirt and dark trousers were worth at least thirty thousand yuan.

“You’ve changed, Xiaoyi. In the span of more than a decade, I almost didn’t recognize you,” Nie Zhenbang sighed, beginning to speak. It was as if he was talking to himself, yet clear enough for Yi Jun to hear.

Seeing Yi Jun’s somewhat awkward expression, Nie Zhenbang suddenly raised his voice and said to Yi Jun, “Xiaoyi, you just mentioned three betrayals, and I acknowledge them, but I must correct you. You did not betray me. You betrayed the Party and the nation’s cultivation of you. You betrayed the people’s expectations. You betrayed the organization’s trust in you.”

After he finished speaking, a silence filled the room. It was so quiet that even the drop of a needle could clearly be heard.

At this moment, Yi Jun covered his face with both hands and crouched down, sobbing. This scene also saddened Nie Zhenbang. He stood, walked over to Yi Jun, patted his shoulder, and said sternly, “Xiaoyi, have you confessed? You’ve been with me for such a long time; you know my character. Making mistakes is not terrifying, committing crimes is not terrifying, just like you said, even facing a firing squad is not terrifying. Since you’ve erred, bravely face it, confront it openly. That’s what a real man does, that’s a man of Xibei. But now, by evading, what does that make you? Don’t tell me, you don’t even have the courage to admit your mistakes?”

As he spoke, Nie Zhenbang stood up, sighed, and said, “This time, it’s not just me who came. Chen Le came as well, have a talk with him.”

Nie Zhenbang walked to the door of the room but paused and said, “Xiaoyi, even if it ends with the death penalty, don’t disappoint me, don’t let your family down.”

Hearing Nie Zhenbang’s words, Yi Jun trembled slightly and lifted his head. The Yi Jun of this moment was already vastly different from his past self. His eyes were sunken, his gaze lifeless, staring at the wall opposite him.

On the other hand, Chen Le also entered the room, his expression complex. They were both officials who had emerged from Xibei. Seeing Yi Jun’s path, Chen Le was also quite unhappy.

After sitting down, Chen Le took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, lit one, offered it to Yi Jun, and said, “Want one? They’re clean, bought with my own salary.”

Hearing this, Yi Jun seemed a bit embarrassed, took it and took a deep drag, then looking up, he said, “Old Chen, I appreciate it.”

There wasn’t much conversation, but the meaning was clear to everyone. Only money that is rightfully one’s own can provide peace of mind. The conscience belongs to oneself. You cannot lose track of your conscience just because you have lost hope and prospects. In a country, there are only so many provincial and ministerial leaders, and only so many bureau-level leaders. To reach this level, one is already better off than most, so what is there to be unsatisfied with? The dim prospects of one’s career cannot be an excuse for corruption. At this moment, Yi Jun understood, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Silence fell once again. Yi Jun extinguished his cigarette butt in the ashtray, sat down, and said gravely, “Old Chen, thanks. Please convey a message to Secretary Nie for me. I have wronged the country and the people. Let the people from the Disciplinary Committee come in.”

Seeing this, Chen Le nodded in relief, patted Yi Jun on the shoulder, and said, “Yi Jun, don’t lose heart; you still have a long road ahead in life.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on NovelFire.net. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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