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Chapter 310 The Background Is Scaring

When Li Yuanlang said this, some people secretly thought, "I really don't know the world is so powerful that these men don't even give the county party secretary's face. Who are you, the secretary of the discipline inspection committee?"

But the next scene surprised those who had this kind of thought.

Qin Jing actually nodded: "Okay, since Secretary Li has spoken, I will give you this face, come on, untie the handcuffs."

His words surprised everyone very much, and they didn't even react. They all became clay-shaped and wooden dolls, and were stupid.

No, how is it possible?

"What? No one unlocked it? Then I kept coercing it, and I kept coercing it to the provincial capital, so that Political Commissar Ye could see it with his own eyes..."

Qin Jing quickly reminded everyone, Zhu Fangjue quickly signaled to Wan Minglei, and Huang Weigao also kept urging him.

Okay, this old man finally let go and execute it quickly. If he regrets it, the matter will be difficult again.

When the police uncuffed Qin Jing and his group one after another, Qin Jing moved his neck and joked with his companions: "I don't practice, my hands are really a bit naive. I stretched out my hand in and out of the handcuffs, and my wrists turned red.



His companion also said: "Captain Qin is modest. Who doesn't know that you have the best bone shrinking skills? Not to mention a small handcuff, the iron chain is just a rubber band in your eyes."

When they heard their conversation, everyone was uproared.

It turns out that they have not been handcuffed, and they have been freeing their hands from the inside through bone shrinkage, but they are just pretending to be on their backs.

In this way, Qin Jing and the other two really have skills. The police did not notice the actions under the police's nose.

Let’s take a look at the five people in Aoxiang Company who were beaten like three grandsons. I guess they have shown mercy long ago. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether they could see the sun tomorrow.

Then, Qin Jing strode to Li Yuanlang, salute, and said formally: "Secretary Li, what you assigned has been done has been done. Without any other instructions, we will withdraw now."

Li Yuanlang and Qin Jing held their hands tightly and said gratefully: "Thank you and your comrades, thank you for your hard work. There is a saying, since you come, you can rest assured. Since you have arrived at the county party committee, how can you let the comrades leave when they are hungry?

Stay overnight and eat something, it’s not too late to leave tomorrow.”

Qin Jing thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Li Yuanlang pulled him to introduce him to Zhu Fangjue, Rong Zibin and others on the scene.

Qin Jing did as he did, and he had no momentum as before, and he always faced the following attitude.

Zhu Fang was stunned, Rong Zibin also felt unbelievable, and the other members of the Standing Committee all wrote their doubts on their faces.

What kind of energy does Li Yuanlang have? He is fighting fiercely with the people from the provincial military region. What is his background?

Here, Zhu Fangjue knew a little about Li Yuanlang's identity and knew that he was Shui Qingzhang's son-in-law.

Although Shui Qingzhang is a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, he is the Secretary of the Yunyang Municipal Party Committee. As the saying goes, county officials are not as good as current management, and Yunyang is not as capable as Xiwu County. Therefore, Zhu Fangjue never treated Li Yuanlang with a high opinion of his own and treated everyone equally.

However, Rong Zibin knows more, mainly from Jin Weixin's words.

But in addition to Shui Qingzhang's son-in-law's identity, Kim Weixin only told him that their old man Jin had a good impression of Li Yuanlang and did not say anything else.

Therefore, almost no one knows about Li Yuanlang’s relationship with Ye Mingtian or Wang Minghong in Xiwu County.

Qin Jing gave Li Yuanlang enough face and cooperated throughout the whole process.

Next, the county party committee came out to invite Qin Jing and the four of them. All the county standing committee members were present and accompanied the four to have dinner until after one o'clock in the morning.

Li Yuanlang had already greeted Wan Minglei and asked Luo Yang and Lao Zhang to go home to rest.

Wan Minglei didn't dare to give a single fart, he didn't have the time to care about these things now.

I thought that Huang Weigao was guarding me, and even if the provincial party committee leaders were concerned, it didn’t matter. The provincial party committee could not control his level, and Secretary Huang was his greatest backer.

Unexpectedly, Secretary Huang's attitude towards the people from the provincial military region was even more complimentary than himself.

Wan Minglei has a bad premonition, don’t go to the critical moment and let yourself donate and take the blame.

When he thought about this, his back suddenly burst into cold sweat and his shirt was soaked.

So, Wan Minglei did not dare to leave when he sent his subordinates. He sat in the reception room of the guesthouse, smoking one cigarette after another, and coughing.

The banquet over there was soon over. After everyone came out, Wan Minglei followed Huang Weigao closely and kept smiling.

To put it bluntly, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a pug.

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According to Zhu Fangjue's request, Zuo Jiang chose the best room for Qin Jing and the others, and repeatedly reminded the guesthouse manager not to neglect it.

Moreover, tomorrow morning, Zhu Fangjue would accompany the four of them to have breakfast in person, and finally give them a gift to leave the county.

All arrangements were made and everyone had just dispersed.

When Zhu Fangjue returned home, he had fallen asleep at this time. But now he has lost insomnia and has never been sleepy after tossing and turning.

I wanted to call Shen Zheng, but when I saw it was too late, I was afraid of affecting the leader's rest, so I stared at me and insisted until after five o'clock in the morning. Then I plucked up the courage to call Shen Zheng's private cell phone.

Fortunately, Shen Zheng had already gotten up and was exercising and jogging outside.

After receiving a call from Zhu Fangjue, he heard him report the results of last night's handling. Shen Zheng asked seriously and slowly: "It's not enough to just arrange them. You need to have follow-up handling measures, so I can explain it to the provincial party committee."

"This..." Zhu Fangjue was speechless for a moment. He had not completely thought about what to do. The leader would be satisfied.

"What!" Shen Zheng said with a cold face: "Your head is showing off, and you won't find a few people to thunder for you. Is your background strong enough and you don't care about the opinions of the provincial party committee?"

Zhu Fangjue slapped his thigh and regretted his intestines.

The old leader’s meaning is very obvious. He would take the blame if he asked someone to take the blame, otherwise he would take it himself.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with him, so he must not take the blame.

Zhu Fangjue's brain was running at high speed, and he soon thought of someone, Wan Minglei! It's him, who would he carry it if he didn't carry it!

"Well..." Shen Zheng snorted in his nose, "This must be done well, just don't leave a tail for others."

After being recognized by the leader, Zhu Fangjue dared to ask him with courage: "Secretary Shen, what is Li Yuanlang's background? The Qin surnamed only gave him face, and he didn't even listen to me."

"That's right. Your face is really not as good as Li Yuanlang's." Shen Zheng curled his lips disapprovingly: "Do you know what he has to do with the Ye family in Beijing and the Wang family?"

"I don't know." Zhu Fangjue shook his head.

"It's okay to tell you." Shen Zheng said: "Li Yuanlang has a half-sister, whose name is Ye Qingrou, who is the granddaughter of the Ye family and the niece of Ye Mingtian. Also, Ye Qingrou's fiancé is Wang Song.

, It's Secretary Wang Minghong's son, you should understand now, right?"

Ah! What!

Zhu Fangjue was so surprised that he almost jumped out of the bed.

Good good!

In this way, Li Yuanlang is also Ye Mingtian's nephew.

So that is to say, Li Yuanlang still has relatives with Secretary Wang?

No wonder, the Qin surnamed gives him face, it turns out that it is for Ye Mingtian's sake.

Thanks to his failure to have a big conflict with Li Yuanlang, if he really doesn't deal with it, it will arouse Li Yuanlang's anger, and Chen Zheng may not be able to protect him by then.

With this information, Zhu Fangjue immediately had new plans.

"Secretary Chen, see if I want to discuss this matter with Li Yuanlang and ask him to give him some advice."

"If you know the current affairs, you should focus on Li Yuanlang's opinions, which is the best way to do this."

Zhu Fangjue got to know each other. Rong Zibin also didn't sleep well. He stayed up until after six o'clock in the morning and called directly to Jin Weixin, the Organization Minister of Guangnan Municipal Party Committee.

Similarly, when he learned of Li Yuanlang's extraordinary identity, he was very surprised. Under the instruction of Jin Weixin, he had plans...

Let’s talk about Mo Yougen from Aoxiang Company. At around 1 a.m., he was talking about life with a well-known female internet celebrity on the bed, and suddenly his mobile phone was not aware of the current affairs.

"Don't stop, I, I'm about to die..." The female internet celebrity under her panted, her eyes blurred, and she refused to let go of Mo Yougen's powerful shock wave.

"You little slut, I want to kill you." Mo Yougen smiled wickedly and speeded up his pace of cultivation.

Dropring...

The phone was still ringing, disturbing like a death talisman.

Mo Yougen really didn't want to answer, so he wanted to turn off his phone.

But he was afraid of something big, because his subordinates knew that they would not call him at night.

If you really want to fight, there must be something big.

Could it be that something big?
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