Rebirth 95: I Helped the Mayor's Father Rise to Prominence

In 1995, Chen Chen woke up in the humid air of Tongzi Tower. He remembered that he had accomplished nothing at the age of forty-five, and that his father, the mayor, was plotted by his deputies and trapped at the grassroots level for his whole life, and ended up drinking to survive. This time, my father was about to step into a hole dug by others. Chen Chen put down his schoolbag and sat across from his father's study. There is no golden finger, only the memory of the next twenty years. He told his father where to look for investment data, where the water conservancy files were hidden in the wasteland, what would happen to the chemical plant in three months, and which road the new city's subway would run under. Every sentence has a source - the school's social survey, library documents, old paper piles in the county journal. My father went from unbelief to temptation, from temptation to knocking on the door in the middle of the night: "Chenchen, what do you think about this?" Twenty years later, a park was built at the old site of Qinghe Town. The retired father was sitting on a bench flying a kite. He turned back and smiled at his son: "My father and I have not lived in vain." This time, what comes out of the Tongzi Tower is the promising future of two generations.