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Bai Jiasheng and Jiang Dalan drove Yuan Shuai to their mansion and arranged for Yuan Shuai to have a good rest for two days. They cleaned him up at an old school reunion in Shenzhen on the weekend, and then took him to Xiaomeisha to play in the sea. June was the golden season for sea bathing, and he came at the right time. The politeness of the Bai family and his wife made Yuan Shuai feel uncomfortable. He said no, no, I would just stay in the hotel. It's time to pick me up in a small car, and it's time to clean up at a party. I'm not a high-ranking official, so I don't dare to trouble my old classmates. Jiang Dalan laughed and said: Old classmate, don't forget that you are a marshal-level official. I should have sent you to the Wuzhou Hotel to stay, but unfortunately there is no room there for the time being. I feel sorry for you, Marshal Huang. Yuan Shuai became excited. No one had called him his nickname for more than ten years, and he had almost forgotten it. Today, when he was called, he felt more cordial and felt ten years younger.