Once, I wanted to be a good person

In the swiftly moving car, Fang Ze sat in the back seat, watching the scenery outside the window, then whispered to Hei Yu, "How is the situation over there with He Weidao?"

As the chief steward of the family, in times of such crisis for Fang Ze’s "career," Hei Yu still performed her duties to the fullest. So, upon hearing Fang Ze’s inquiry, she immediately replied, "Since the meeting of the Council was held yesterday and the quota was confirmed, He Weidao has reversed his previous style of over a decade and become much more high-profile."

"Not only did he move back from the rural campus outside the Provincial Government to the luxurious manor in the Provincial Government, but he also made high-profile appearances at various events and inspected some important departments."

"And the entrance of his manor has been bustling these past few days. Even in the dead of night, even if he’s not at home, there’s a long queue of cars lined up. According to what I’ve heard, that’s the Commoner Faction in Xida State preparing gifts to congratulate him."

"However, most of these people don’t get to meet He Weidao, only his steward or students, but all the gifts are accepted without exception."

After listening to Hei Yu’s briefing, Fang Ze showed no expression, then he looked at the quickly retreating scene outside the window and slowly commented, "It seems that achieving success in a single move has also changed He Weidao’s mindset."

Fang Ze made such a remark not without reason. Although the Si Family’s intelligence network hadn’t fully developed yet, some basic information could still be gathered: Ever since Bai Zhi’s mother and brother unexpectedly disappeared, and Old Mr. Bai caused a stir in the Eastern Administrative Region, He Weidao has been keeping a low profile.

The official statement was to take responsibility for the incident. But according to the information currently in Fang Ze’s possession: it’s very likely he was trying to appease Old Mr. Bai, so Old Mr. Bai could wait together with him for the critical moment.

And this low profile lasted a decade. During these ten years, he never set foot in the Provincial Government, and he never participated in the Council as Chairperson. He kept living the life of an Old Farmer on the outskirts of the Provincial Government.