Chapter 708

Third floor of the Yanjing Conference Center.

Two section chiefs from the China Radio and Television Bureau were escorting Lin Yu, one on each side.

The journey was silent.

It wasn't that the two weren't curious about Lin Yu's identity, but since the leader hadn't spoken, they didn't know how to handle the relationship; those who can reach this position have empty hair strands—they are all shrewd.

"Mr. Lin, your uncle is waiting for you inside."

"We will wait downstairs."

After the two section chiefs finished speaking, they left tactfully.

"Creak."

After pushing the door open,

Lin Yu saw this "Uncle Wei."

The middle-aged man sat in the office chair, puffing smoke rings, his crew cut very neat.

He looked to be over fifty, wearing an administrative jacket, looking very imposing.

A person in a high position, having commanded subordinates for years, naturally forms a genuine aura of authority.

Even from three or five meters away, Lin Yu could feel the extraordinary nature of the little old man before him.

"Nephew Lin Yu."

"It's been over thirty years since we last met."

"I remember when you were little, I even held you."