74: Secretary: Gangsters can also sneak into the police force

Ye Dingguo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, nodded, and sat down.

He understood that Secretary Kang had probably called several people for a joint consultation, and he was likely the first to arrive.

However, there weren't many people in the provincial capital who could be considered his equal, so it was probably that old man from the Chen family again.

Ye Dingguo sat down with Ye Lin, though his expression wasn't very good.

Kang Dejun noticed that the old man was a bit displeased, so he could only say apologetically, "It's mainly because my father's illness is quite severe, and I'm usually quite busy, so I invited Old Master Chen to come and take a look as well."

Ye Dingguo smiled, "That's understandable, Secretary Kang is usually quite busy."

With that, Ye Dingguo pointed to Ye Lin beside him and said, "Just so you know, Secretary, this is my grandson, Ye Lin. He's a police officer in Yuezhou. He's on leave today, so I brought him to meet you."

Kang Dejun scrutinized Ye Lin from head to toe, secretly cursing in his heart, 'How can someone who looks so much like a ruffian, like a hooligan, get into the police force?'

He probably relied on Old Ye's connections and the Wang family's wealth.

However, on the surface, he maintained a smile, "Young man, not bad. Are you on an anti-prostitution squad?"

Ye Lin was about to answer but was speechless at the question. 'Damn, do I really look like a john?'

"Secretary, Ye Lin is at the Police Station and even received a third-class merit," Ye Dingguo boasted from the side.

"Oh, not bad, not bad. Only by starting from the grassroots can one build a solid foundation," Secretary Kang also praised him a couple of times.

"Quickly thank the Secretary, he's giving you guidance," Ye Dingguo reminded him.

Ye Lin was so helpless. His grandfather, Ye Dingguo, had always avoided associating with the powerful, so why was he being so meddlesome today?

"Thank you for your guidance, Secretary Kang," Ye Lin replied respectfully.

"It's not really guidance, just a little experience. Work hard, and if you have any difficulties in life, you can come to me," Secretary Kang said courteously.

Secretary Zhang chuckled inwardly. It seemed the Secretary wasn't impressed with this young man, otherwise he wouldn't have mentioned difficulties in life.

With the Wang family's financial resources, what difficulties could Ye Lin possibly have in life?

It was originally just a polite remark, and no one took it seriously, but unexpectedly, Ye Lin straightforwardly asked, "Secretary, then how do I find you next time I have difficulties?"

With a thick-skinned expression, he even made the seasoned Secretary Kang freeze for a moment. 'Where did this clueless fellow come from?'

Ye Dingguo's expression also changed. 'Why is my grandson directly asking for contact information?'

"Oh, Old Ye, is this your grandson?"

Outside the door, a teasing voice came, and a white-bearded old man walked in.

As soon as he entered, Secretary Kang stood up, cupped his hands, "Old Chen, you're here. Come, sit."

Ye Dingguo snorted coldly and said grumpily, "My grandson is diligently working as a grassroots police officer. Secretary Kang just praised him. He's much better than your grandsons and granddaughters."

Old Chen was originally smug, but upon hearing his grandchildren mentioned, his face changed drastically, and he sat down with a sour expression.

Although Chen Xiangyi was a grandmaster of traditional Chinese medicine in the provincial capital, his success in raising his children was truly mediocre. His several grandsons and granddaughters were notorious wastrels in the provincial capital.

Kang Dejun gave an awkward laugh. He had long heard that these two didn't get along, but he didn't expect it to be so direct.

Just as he was about to suggest going up to see the patient, Ye Lin unexpectedly leaned over again, his big face smiling as he said, "Secretary, you just said how to contact you?"

"Eh..." Kang Dejun was a bit stunned. 'Why can't he let it go?'

Behind him, Chen Xiangyi scoffed through his nostrils and provocatively glanced at Ye Dingguo. 'Is this your good grandson? How discerning!'

Ye Dingguo was now a bit mortified. He couldn't understand what was wrong with his usually well-behaved and sensible grandson today.

Looking at that rogue-like face, Kang Dejun felt a bit helpless. He turned to Secretary Zhang and said, "Secretary Zhang, give Xiao Ye your number."

Then he said to Ye Lin, "Xiao Ye, if you have anything, you can find Secretary Zhang, and he will relay it to me."

"Okay, Secretary," Ye Lin immediately walked over and added Secretary Zhang's number.

Secretary Zhang was also speechless. 'What do you think this place is? The provincial capital's No. 1. You're making it as casual as a dinner party outside.'

On the other side, Kang Dejun saw that everyone had arrived and solemnly said to the two elders, "Old Ye, Old Chen, I invited you two here to examine my father. He should have suffered a stroke. He has seen many doctors at the Provincial Hospital before, and Western medicine has no solution, so I can only turn to you two."

"Normally, I know it's best to have one doctor for a consultation, but I'm truly out of options now, so I can only ask both of you to come together, hoping to cure my father."

Ye Dingguo said in a deep voice, "I have no objection. Let's rely on our own abilities."

Chen Xiangyi snorted coldly and smiled at Secretary Kang, "Secretary, you're joking. It's only right for us to come when the Old Master is ill."

Seeing that both of them had no objections, Kang Dejun's expression improved slightly, "My father is not very mobile, he's upstairs. Shall we go up together?"

"Please."

"Please."

On the second floor of the villa, Ye Lin also followed them up.

In a room further inside, an old man lay, his mouth askew, constantly drooling.

There was still a glimmer of spirit in his eyes, but he couldn't speak a word.

By the bed sat a caregiver and a young man, quite handsome with a tall, slender physique—a real heartthrob.

"This is my son, Kang Shaojie. His grandfather dotes on him the most, so I've also asked him to spend more time with the Old Master, to see if his condition might improve."

As Kang Shaojie stood there, Chen Xiangyi again looked at Ye Lin with a teasing expression, then at Ye Dingguo, with a mischievous smile.

The implication was clear: 'Look at his son, then look at your grandson's hooligan appearance. Truly one is in heaven, the other on earth.'

"Secretary Kang, shall we take his pulse first?" Ye Dingguo asked.

"Please, Old Ye."

Ye Dingguo slowly walked over. Kang Shaojie stepped back, standing beside Ye Lin.

Kang Shaojie couldn't even be bothered to look properly at this young man with a ruffian-like face.

Not every year, but every month, countless people wanted to bring their nephews and nieces to their home, just hoping to catch Secretary Kang's eye and seize an opportunity.

To put it bluntly, they were there to ask his father for favors, so he didn't need to be polite.

"Young Master Kang, a pleasure to meet you, Ye Lin of the Ye family," Ye Lin extended his hand enthusiastically.

Kang Shaojie initially didn't want to bother with him, but his father was there, and this person's surname was Ye, so he must be Old Ye's grandson. Out of respect for Old Ye, who was still taking the pulse, Kang Shaojie reluctantly shook Ye Lin's hand.

After shaking hands, Ye Lin didn't stop but pressed on, "Young Master Kang, what illness does your grandfather have?"