This mystery was revealed only after the man surnamed Zhang came back after answering a phone call.

He returned to his seat, fiddled with his cell phone and whispered a few words to his companion next to him, but the man couldn't help but blurt out: "Mr. Ye has died?"

The man named Zhang glared at him and pursed his lips as a sign of silence.

At this moment, Li Yuanlang had returned to the table. Because he had doubts in his heart, he paid great attention to every move of the people at the table. He happened to hear those words clearly in the noisy atmosphere.

Mr. Ye is dead!

Li Yuanlang couldn't help but feel his heart sink. He went out to use the restroom and secretly made a private phone call to Shui Qingzhang.

"Uncle Shui, did Mr. Ye not make it through?" Li Yuanlang covered the phone and probed cautiously.

After all, he has a noble status and involves top secrets. Li Yuanlang imagines that even Shui Qingzhang may not be able to grasp it at this level. However, he heard that Shui Qingzhang has contacts with Ye Mingren, so he might know something about it.

"Who did you listen to?" Shui Qingzhang's tone was filled with obvious surprise. Whether Mr. Ye died or Li Yuanlang knew this inside information, only he knew for sure.

Shui Qingzhang's few words confirmed Li Yuanlang's guess that the truth of the matter existed.

So he carefully explained to Shui Qingzhang that he overheard several people from the capital mention it in Hailang Village and wanted to verify the authenticity of Shui Qingzhang's news.

"Alas!" Shui Qingzhang sighed and said with a heavy heart: "It is indeed true. Just ten minutes ago, Mr. Ye took his last breath. There will be a delay in time, and it is estimated that all the media will report it tomorrow morning.

When the old man leaves like this, the earth will shake."

The earthquake was referring to the capital city thousands of miles away, which was too far away from Li Yuanlang and was not something he should worry about. He had a premonition that Mr. Ye suddenly traveled westward, not only in the Chinese political arena, but also in Donghe Province.

Small vibration.

What he is concerned about is whether Shui Qingzhang himself will be involved. After all, he is the prospective father-in-law, and the future family will be affected by it. If Shui Qingzhang catches a cold, Li Yuanlang will also sneeze.

Li Yuanlang expressed his worries implicitly, hoping that Shui Qingzhang would give him reassurance.

"It won't involve me." Shui Qingzhang said with a bitter smile: "My level is not high enough. Hey, Yuen Long, I don't see that you are quite concerned about the current situation."

"Uncle Shui, I care about the Ye family and Mr. Ye because of one person."

"Who?" Shui Qingzhang was puzzled. As Li Yuanlang, he seemed to be incompatible with the Ye family. To put it bluntly, department-level cadres were not as high as the Ye family's bodyguards.

"Ye Qingrou." Shui Qingzhang was stunned when Li Yuanlang announced the name. The reason was that Shui Tingyue hadn't greeted him yet, and he didn't know about the special relationship between Li Yuanlang and Ye Qingrou.

"Qingrou? Are you talking about her?" Shui Qingzhang's eyes suddenly widened and he asked several questions in disbelief.

"Yes, Uncle Shui. Qingrou is my long-lost biological sister. Her original name was Li Xiaohui." Li Yuanlang answered truthfully without any lies.

"Is she your biological sister?" Shui Qingzhang rolled his eyes and asked in surprise: "Who are you, Fan Yuqin?"

"It's my mother." Li Yuanlang still felt strange. How could Shui Qingzhang know his mother's name? It was incredible.

"That's right." Shui Qingzhang murmured to himself: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect, Yuen Long, you are Fan Yuqin's son. The world is too small, and the Gu family and the Ye family have such a relationship.

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From what Shui Qingzhang meant, it seemed that there was a connection that Li Yuanlang didn't know about. He really wanted to ask for details. But there were some things that he couldn't explain clearly on the phone. Shui Qingzhang had already stated that he would talk to him next time they met.

A thorough one.

He had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, said good night to Shui Qingzhang, and hung up the phone.

After such an incident, Li Yuanlang no longer had the intention to drink any wine. Even if it was wine, it was almost like boiled water in his mouth.

He didn't drink too much, but he made Guo Dingshou and the other village committee members feel comfortable. They all staggered when they walked, and they were all helped home.

When Li Yuanlang left, he specifically called Yang Sheng aside to explain a few words. Yang Sheng couldn't help but nod and take notes.

Yang Sheng arranged for Li Yuanlang and Han Wei to stay at his home. Li Yuanlang declined his offer. He wanted to live in the village committee and wanted to take the opportunity to get close to the man named Zhang and those people from the capital. He could get the news about Mr. Ye's death.

, these people are by no means just photography enthusiasts.

Unable to resist Li Yuanlang's insistence, Yang Sheng had to pack up the two beds in the village committee's duty room and bring two clean beddings for Li Yuanlang and Han Wei to use.

When he walked into the duty room holding the quilt and sweating profusely, Han Wei was the only one looking at his mobile phone. When he asked, he found out that Li Yuanlang was dragged to chat with some people from the capital next door.

Li Yuanlang was hospitable and without pretensions, and the man surnamed Zhang had a good impression of him. The most important thing was that Li Yuanlang did not let Yang Sheng charge these people for their meals, which made the man surnamed Zhang feel embarrassed.

Li Yuanlang said: "We are just guests who have come from afar. How can there be any reason to charge money when a guest comes to the host's house? I see that you all have great conversational skills. You are not only photography enthusiasts, but you are also photography enthusiasts. Is it convenient to reveal your other identity? Of course, if

It doesn’t matter if you can’t say it.”

Those people looked at each other in confusion. The man named Zhang thought for a long time and made eye contact with his companions. Only after receiving unanimous approval from everyone, did he reveal his true identity.

His name is Zhang Wei, and he is a reporter from the Citizen Daily. The Citizen Daily is a party newspaper and represents the mouthpiece of the party. Naturally, it pays close attention to major events involving China.

Several others are also reporters from the media, including reporters from Citizen Daily, Guanghua Daily and China News Service. Every one of them publishes eye-catching famous publications.

Li Yuanlang got close to everyone, hoping that they could do more publicity for Hailang Village so that more people who like snow would know about this place and come here to play.

Zhang Wei immediately said: "It's not a problem. For no other reason than Secretary Li's hospitality, we are willing to be free publicity ambassadors to spread the mountains and beautiful scenery here so that more people can know about Hailang Village."

Hailang Village, and you, a good parent-official who is devoted to the people."

In order to express his victory, when Zhang Wei and others left the next day, Li Yuanlang also gave them a few large packages of fungus, matsutake, ginseng, Ganoderma and other mountain products that Yang Sheng had prepared in advance.

Zhang Wei and the others declined in every possible way, and Zhang Wei even said: "How embarrassing is this, free food and accommodation, free money, Secretary Li, absolutely can't do it, we deserve it."

Li Yuanlang said sincerely: "Reporter Zhang and everyone, these things are produced in the mountains here. They are not worth a lot of money. Courtesy is light but affection is heavy. You all agreed to be free publicity ambassadors. We are poor and can't afford the money. So give some mountains."

The product is a bit superficial. If you don’t accept it, you are looking down on us. If you accept it, you will definitely accept it.”

Seeing Li Yuanlang's sincere attitude, Zhang Wei immediately made the decision and said: "Secretary Li, we won't be polite. Don't worry, I will try my best to arrange for your reports to be sent out as soon as possible. We have a long way to go, see you later."

Seeing the two large off-road jeeps disappearing from sight, Yang Sheng asked Li Yuanlang in confusion: "Secretary, what are the backgrounds of these people, do you deserve to treat them differently?"

"They are the God of Wealth in Hailang Village. They will bring a lot of wealth. Director Yang, just wait and see that you will have a good life."

Yang Sheng forced out an ambiguous smile, wondering what medicine the big secretary was selling in his gourd.

When Li Yuanlang left Hailang Village, he asked Han Wei to give Yang Sheng some money to pay for last night's meal and to give Zhang Wei and their mountain products. Yang Sheng originally refused to accept it. Han Wei forced it on him.

Hailang Village originally had no money, and Li Yuanlang would not let the village committee pay for it, even though he did this all for the sake of Hailang Village.

On the way back to Shuiming Township, Li Yuanlang took out his mobile phone to read the news. Sure enough, the headlines of all major media reported the news of Mr. Ye's death.

Li Yuanlang was full of thoughts and thought a lot. He even thought about what his sister was doing at this time and whether he would be too sad.

He originally wanted to call his sister to express comfort, but he hesitated and still did not make the call. Wang Song was taking care of her, so he believed that she would call him when it was convenient.

Back in the village, when Li Yuanlang entered his office and had not yet settled down, Zhang Guorui hurriedly came to him and said with a sigh: "You are finally back. Without you in the village, I really have no backbone."

"Guorui, how is the situation in Shangyangma Village and Liu's land? Is there any movement?" Li Yuanlang handed Zhang Guorui a cigarette and lit it himself.

"There is no movement at the moment. I guess it's because the road leading to the county town hasn't been cleared of snow yet. It won't be clear until the snow is cleared." Zhang Guorui took a deep breath, and two streams of green smoke came out of his nose.

"We can't wait for them to take action, Guorui, I have an idea. Do you think this can be done?" Li Yuanlang then explained his idea to Zhang Guorui in detail.

"Is it possible? Isn't it a bit risky?" Zhang Guorui pondered for a moment and asked.

"We are forcing them to disrupt their rhythm. Guorui, you must also attack at the same time. When the time comes, use a two-pronged approach to catch him off guard."

"Okay, I listen to you. If there is a problem, I will shoulder it with you." Zhang Guorui put out half of the cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and held Li Yuanlang's hands tightly.

Liu Shu, director of the Party and Government Office, was delighted to hear that Li Yuanlang had returned to his hometown, and his heart sank. After all, he had a guilty conscience and was thinking about asking Huang Wenfa to inquire about the news. The phone on the table suddenly rang. When he saw that the call was from Li Yuanlang's landline number, he steadied himself.

Xinshen grabbed the phone and asked: "Secretary, are you back?"

"Old Liu, please inform me that all committee members will meet at 1:30 in the afternoon. No one is allowed to be absent. If you need anything, please come to me to ask for leave." Li Yuanlang's tone on the phone was firm, which was a sign that the storm was about to come.

"Yes, Secretary Li, I'll inform you right away." Putting down the phone, Liu Shuxi thought about the purpose of convening a party committee meeting as soon as Li Yuanlang came back. After thinking about it, he felt that it was just to emphasize discipline. It was no big deal.

Take it seriously, pick up the phone and notify everyone one by one.

Among the party committee members, except Chang Ming who had not returned yet, all were notified one by one. Liu Shuxi went to the cafeteria at noon to make a meal, and appeared in the conference room on time at 1:30 in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!