The climate on the northern coast had always been mild but not humid, especially relative to the south.
Shen Jianzhen, with a pipe in his mouth and a newspaper in hand, was not focused on the newspaper itself.
There were only five minutes left until the scheduled appointment time.
He knew that Zhou Yaowen was never very punctual. That man had returned from studying abroad with a carefree and sloppy demeanor, and he lacked method in his actions, appearing irresponsible and indecent.
But those who dismissed him as insignificant were now buried under three feet high grass.
Only the old folk who had served alongside the President knew that among those sent abroad for formal education, aside from the current Prime Minister, he ranked second.
Zhou Yaowen returned to Tianmen but did not take the position of mayor, which might seem to outsiders as a sign of insanity, but to old-timers like Shen Jianzhen, it was akin to releasing a fierce tiger from its cage.