Chapter 1017 This Young Man Is 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 the zheng lingered, the young man sitting opposite him, after the usual greetings in the officialdom, once again mentioned the so-called 'dreamland'.

He would mention such a sentence endlessly, naturally he saw 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.

Zibuyu is eccentric.

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 proposed "National Medical Insurance Law" to the two houses for deliberation. 】

The draft of the National Health Insurance Law was only completed last week.

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 the details.

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

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

Except for himself, it is difficult for others to associate October with the 'medical reform'.

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

This connection is half-hearted and joking.

- Two years later.

This is Han Jifeng's answer.

[The new bill will not be passed by both houses of the Senate until two years later. 】

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

Han Jifeng did not deny the claim.

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

Han Jifeng clearly understood his voice, "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 hot steam that Han Jifeng looked directly into his eyes——

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

This has been called presumptuous.

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

If it is 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 was providing an early warning, it would be more appropriate to use the explanation of 'remind him of the fact that he was suffering from old wounds'.

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

This is what Han Jifeng wanted to express.

- Are you kind?

not necessarily.

Whether it was really a hint from the dream or a guess from the trail, 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 in private before?"

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

As for what to say...

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.

It 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.

Ji Ming 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 I know what you mean. 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 Mingcai 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 not be a long pile of ashes.

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

Still after seeing Han Jifeng.

I just don't know what Han Jifeng said to his husband at the 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.

With a soft sound of the glass door closing, 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 would be taken away.

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

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

When he bumped into it, it should have just finished an episode of the TV series. The little guy went to the kitchen to get something to eat during the advertising time, and the bowl of milk and cereal almost fell on his clothes.

"Moreover, the online reviews are generally positive." Compared with the bad-mouthing of the premiere last night, it can be said that it is a polar reversal.

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 know, 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 usually only play roles and play with old actors, and it is very easy to expose the lack of acting skills.

It's eleven o'clock at night now.

Seeing that Ji Ming was still wearing leather shoes, Song Baiyan didn't keep him any longer: "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.

In that way, at least there is someone who is arrogant.

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 Tan Gong medical team.

The president of country S is required to publish a medical examination 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?"

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After a while, there will be two more.

On the 5th, I ate preserved eggs and drank a cup of oat milk. I had acute gastroenteritis, which kept going back and forth. In addition, I went to the hospital to check my muscles twice, which delayed the update.