Li Yuanlang nodded and signaled that he knew.

Zou Shengxuan, who was sitting next to him, asked in a low voice.

"Someone posted the picture of you picking me up at the airport last night and posted it online, with the title "What a big formation."

Zou Shengxuan frowned and muttered, "The Internet is now almost a place of law. Each person uses a mobile phone and send it out after taking pictures. No matter how big it is, it will be, in order to attract attention, how big it is."

"The city leaders' convoy did not implement traffic control, nor did it affect other people's travel, so there was nothing wrong with it."

Li Yuanlang listened to Zou Shengxuan’s complaint with his face, and responded: “So, we should pay special attention in the future and try not to do this to save trouble.”

"I think you are lucky enough to be close to Comrade Jinfeng on behalf of the Municipal Party Committee to attend the farewell of Comrade Hanqi's body. Secretary Li, Comrade Jinfeng once worked in Ruozhou for seven years. Our achievements are closely related to his foresight."

Zou Shengxuan sighed and said, "It's a pity that Comrade Jinfeng has not returned to Ruozhou once since he took office."

Li Yuanlang felt: "With Governor Lian here, Comrade Jinfeng is very relieved."

This sentence is just a pun, and the meaning is that Lian Mingyu is the acting governor of Minzhong, so how can Yu Jinfeng come?

It can easily create the illusion that Lian Mingyu is standing on the platform.

"However." Zou Shengxuan leaned back, "Secretary Li was still considering it comprehensively. I was far inferior to you."

Li Yuanlang didn't say anything, his eyes fixed on the huge screen in front of him.

At exactly 10 o'clock in the morning, a memorial service for Comrade Zhang Hanqi was held in the auditorium.

The venue was solemn and dignified, and everyone looked downward.

A silver-gray background is used on the stage, and a banner with black and white characters hung above the mouth of the stage: Comrade Zhang Hanqi’s memorial service.

In the middle is a huge colorful portrait of Comrade Zhang Hanqi.

Zhang Hanqi's urn was placed in the bushes of flowers and cypresses in front of the portrait.

The urn is covered with bright red party flags.

The flower basket presented by Zhang Hanqi's children was placed in front of Zhang Hanqi's urn.

Six men stood solemnly with guns, guarding both sides.

Yu Jinfeng, Yan Huiguang, Wang Minghong, Shang Tianhe, Lin Weikuan, Du Xuanze, Feng Tao and others stood in the front row.

The memorial service began, and everyone stood in silence for three minutes.

Accompanied by the low and sorrowful music, Li Yuanlang led all the personnel to stand up and face the huge screen, all lowered their heads and observed silently.

The cameraman held up the camera and took pictures one by one in front of the city party leader in the first row.

At the same time, outside the Ruozhou Municipal Party Committee Building, the lowered half-mast fluttered in the wind.

Car horns sounded at all intersections and streets.

On the giant TV screen in the downtown center, pedestrians stopped to watch, and couldn't help but stand in silence.

After the silence was over, the majestic national anthem was played on the spot.

Then, in a solemn atmosphere, Yu Jinfeng delivered a eulogy.

He highly praised Comrade Zhang Hanqi's magnificent life, devoted himself to the Party and the country, and devoted himself to it.

He also stated that he would inherit the will of Comrade Zhang Hanqi, work hard to achieve success, seize the day, build the country stronger and the people's living standards more prosperous.

Finally, the memorial service ended with the music of the Internationale.

The entire conference lasted about an hour.

Li Yuanlong and all the staff stood.

Until the TV signal was transferred to the live broadcast room screen, Li Yuanlang and Zou Shengxuan led the Ruozhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government officials to slowly walk out of the conference room.

After Zou Shengxuan came out, he returned to the municipal government directly.

It happened that Huang Zhongli and Li Yuanlang were walking along the way, and they were talking while walking.

"Secretary Li, how do you feel about this trip to the capital?" Huang Zhongli asked.

"Comrade Han Qi is noble and honest, keeps funerals simple and leaves no ashes, which is worth learning from."

Huang Zhongli sighed, "Their generation of comrades have experienced guns and bullets and come from the bloody storm. Their spirit and integrity are something that we, the younger generation, cannot learn."

After a change of topic, Huang Zhongli said: "Secretary Li has met many old comrades. It is a great honor for you to listen to their teachings with your own ears. I envy you."

After saying that, he pointed to the front, "I'm here."

When they returned to the office, Li Yuanlang tasted Huang Zhongli's words that were inconsistent with the latter words, and felt a different taste.

Lou Zhongshuang returned from the hospital and did not report directly to Li Yuanlang, but knocked on the door of Cheng Yong's office.

"Secretary-General..." Lou Zhongshuang nodded and bowed, smiling all over his face.

Cheng Yong, who was writing something down, looked up at him and asked in a muffled voice: "What did Mu Qingxue say?"

Zhongshuang bent down slightly, "Mu Qingxue said nothing."

"Didn't say it?" Cheng Yong put down his pen, leaned back on the back of the chair, touched his chin and thought for a moment, and waved his hand, "You go and report to Secretary Li, remember, what was happening at that time, including Mu Qingxue's expression, must be explained clearly. This is very important."

"Yes, I will do it."

After Lou Zhongshuang left, Cheng Yong stood up and closed the door, walked back and forth in the office with his hands behind his back, and suddenly stopped.

Turning around and touching the phone on the table, he called out a number and dialed it out.

"Hey, hello, I'm Cheng Yong, I have something to report to you..."

It was almost noon, and the curtains in this person's room were still pulled, and only a trace of sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and spread to the large bed in the bedroom.

"What's the matter, you said."

There was a gurgling sound on the phone. The man listened, his eyes narrowed slightly and said with interest: "There is still this? It's fun. Are you Secretary Li sitting in your arms without any worries, or are you not interested in women at all?"

"A shocking beauty refuses to serve him, which is too inhumane. What's more, the beauty committed suicide for this matter and left a four-character suicide note of 'beautiful and guilty'. I see there is a lot of articles here."

"Cheng Yong, you have to check it out carefully, this is called..."

"She's name is Mu Qingxue." Cheng Yong hurriedly reminded.

"Mu Qingxue chose to commit suicide just because Li Yuanlang refused to serve him. There are other reasons, which is very critical."

The man lit a cigarette casually and took a few sips. While enjoying the nicotine, a light flashed out of his eyes.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Hang off the phone, the man leaned against the pillow and smoked one by one.

Pick.

A tender and tender arm as white as a lotus root came over and placed it on the man's chest.

He reached out and grabbed the woman next to him, and asked with a smirk: "Little Fairy, did you not play enough last night, and you still have to play?"

"No, I still feel sore all over..."

Ha ha!

The man laughed happily, put out the cigarettes, and hugged the woman tightly.

Three days later it was the weekend. Li Yuanlang woke up in the morning and called out.

"Minggao, where have you been?"

It was Ai Minggao who answered the phone.

"Secretary Li, I am on the edge of a street next to the municipal party committee residential area. The black Honda Accord has the license plate number..."

Li Yuanlong recorded it.

In early December, Ruozhou has a maximum temperature of around 0 to 20 degrees and a minimum temperature of only 10 degrees. You have to wear a jacket when going out.

Li Yuanlong put on a black jacket, raised his collar and wore a pair of flat mirrors.

If you have a pair of sunglasses, it is too conspicuous and easy to be noticed.

He walked out of the door with his hands in his pockets and looked around, but he didn't notice anyone following him.

According to Ai Minggaofa's position, he found the roadside Accord car and opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Secretary Li." Ai Minggao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, greeted him.

"Thank you for your hard work and you will drive me in the big week."

"This is my honor." Ai Minggao joked halfway.

He also told Li Yuanlong that the back seat of the car contained Ruozhou specialties.

Li Yuanlang turned around and looked around. He put all the seats on his seat and got everything Ruozhou had from food to drink.

"Not bad." Li Yuanlang took out a stack of cash and handed it over.

"Secretary Li, what are you doing?"

"I'll visit the old comrades. I can't let you take the money, or I won't call you in the future."

Seeing that Li Yuanlang was honest, Ai Minggao was not easy to refuse.

I took it over and put it in my pocket without even looking at it.

Stepping on the brake gear, slowly lifting the toes, and when you hit the steering wheel, the Accord car drove out of the street and merged into the traffic.

The sun is shining and cloudless.

Although Ruozhou's economic development was good, it was once comparable to the provincial capital Minchuan.

But there is no heavy industry here, and the streets are clean and tidy.

Li Yuanlong visited Yuan Shunqiang this time in Hegu City for an agreement in the capital a few days ago.

Don’t think that the words Yuan Shunqiang left before leaving are just polite and should be treated as the truth.

Therefore, Li Yuanlong had already contacted Yuan Shunqiang and decided to arrive at Hegu City at around noon.
Chapter completed!