Just as Zhang Kun walked out of the elevator with a gloomy face, Li Jianwen happened to hear the decision at the mayor's meeting this morning in the large office on the top floor of an office building in the center of Nanshan City.

"Chairman Li, of the 28 million donations, there were also 10 million yuan donated by our company. Is it too unfair to take us donors seriously in this way?"

"Do you think we should protest to the Nanshan Municipal Government?" Li Jianwen's secretary said with dissatisfaction.

Li Jianwen sat behind the desk, pondered for a while, then showed a smile on his face, and shook his head: "Okay, since we have donated the money, then just use it whatever you want, just protest."

"However, you should continue to pay attention to this matter. If there is any change, please notify me as soon as possible."

"Yes, Chairman Li." The young secretary responded softly, and then slowly withdrew from the office with Li Jianwen's wave.

After the secretary left, Li Jianwen's office chair rotated. Li Jianwen turned his back to his desk, looking at the huge tempered glass outside the city with buildings in front of the city, and a black pen was slowly rotating in his hand.

"Why don't Tengfei, mayor of Nanshan City? OK, have the courage."

"Zhang Kun, Zhang Kun, he is slapping you in the face, what would you do!" Li Jianwen laughed in a low voice, his eyes full of expectations.

...

After seeing Zhang Kun leave the community where Zhao Lina's house is, he took out his cell phone and then found the phone number that he had only called once. Looking at the name on the number, Zhang Kun hesitated for a while, but finally pressed the dial button.

The phone rang seven or eight times before it was connected, and a hearty laugh suddenly came from the other side: "Zhang Kun, is it you?"

Hearing the hearty laughter, Zhang Kun's nervousness relaxed a little: "It's me, Secretary Ye."

"Also called Secretary Ye?" Ye Tao's voice rose.

"Yes, I forgot, Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye!" Zhang Kun quickly changed his words.

"That's right, why did you suddenly remember to call me today?" Ye Tao asked with a smile.

Zhang Kun pursed his lips: "Mr. Ye, I want to visit your house tonight. Don't you know if it's convenient?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, the laughter on the other end of the phone froze. After a while, Ye Tao whispered: "Is there something wrong?"

"Well, I really want to reflect something to you." Zhang Kun said softly.

The phone was silent for a while, then Ye Tao said, "I understand. I will arrive at home at about six o'clock. Do you know the address?"

"I know." Zhang Kun nodded.

"Okay, see you that night!"

...

After hanging up Ye Tao's phone, Zhang Kun stopped going back to the hospital, called a car and went straight to the address in his memory.

If we say that the address of the provincial party committee member and others is generally kept confidential to the outside world, ordinary people will never be able to contact you. Ye Tao never told Zhang Kun, but Zhang Kun just knew it.

There is no way, who can let Zhang Kun see his soul? Ye Nantian had mentioned his home many times before. Because this home is full of all his beautiful memories, Zhang Kun recorded it twice after listening to it.

When taxis arrived at the intersection of Shaoshan Road, they didn’t dare to enter again. There was a large restricted area plaque at the intersection, and taxis were absolutely prohibited.

Zhang Kun got out of the car and walked slowly along the green avenue.

On one side of the Green-Shaped Avenue, there is a large wall inside which is the residence of members of the Standing Committee of the Nanhu Provincial Party Committee and others.

Zhang Kun advanced three or four hundred meters and finally saw the gate. The iron general guarded the gate, there was a guard's communication room, and there were two armed policemen with live ammunition outside the door.

As the residence of the highest officials in Nanhu Province, these are the minimum security measures, and this is open and there are many security measures in secret.

A red cordon was drawn fifty meters outside the gate, and it was not allowed to approach without permission from there. Otherwise, the armed police had the right to come forward to deal with it, and even in serious cases, they could shoot directly.

I learned this information from Ye Nantian, so Zhang Kun stopped moving forward after coming to the gate for seventy or eighty meters. Instead, he chose a clean place on the side of the road, sat down directly, and leaned against the green trees behind him.

Although it is only less than two o'clock now, Zhang Kun doesn't want to go to the hospital this afternoon, and he has already asked for leave anyway. This afternoon, I will treat myself as having a vacation and have a good rest.

Speaking of which, for the past six months, Zhang Kun has either been working hard for survival or running around. Even during the days when he was injured and hospitalized, people have come to visit him every day. Zhang Kun has not been alone like this for a long time.

With his back against the big tree, he looked up at the spots above his head where the sunlight shone through the gaps of the leaves. Zhang Kun was so stunning that he saw it.

However, Zhang Kun sat for less than ten minutes, and suddenly two figures appeared in front of him.

In dark green military uniforms, even in this hot weather, the two of them wore military caps in a straight manner. The black 95 automatic rifle on their chest seemed to still shine in the sun.

"Get up, who are you doing and what? This is a restricted area. Didn't you see the sign outside?" A soldier spoke, staring at Zhang Kun with his eyes fiercely.

Zhang Kun came to his senses and looked at the two armed police soldiers standing in front of him. Zhang Kun secretly cried out in his heart. He was lost just now and was actually so close that he had not yet noticed it. This is very abnormal for a martial arts master.

But soon Zhang Kun shook off these thoughts, looked up at the two of them, then patted his butt and stood up.

"I'm not doing anything. I'm tired. Let's take a break here and wait for someone." Zhang Kun said while slapping his butt.

"Wait for someone?" The soldier who spoke frowned and waved his hand: "Come on, do you know where this is? Wait for someone to wait for other places. This is a restricted area and is not allowed to approach it casually."

Dabing looked very impatient, and his eyes looked at Zhang Kun were not very friendly.

Zhang Kun frowned and looked at the soldier: "I know where this is, but I know more about this is the Chinese. And as far as I know, the red line is the restricted area."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Dabing raised his eyebrows: "Where did you come from so many words? I said yes, are you standing here to affect our work? Do you want to leave? Don't let me do it."

Hearing this, Zhang Kun's face completely sank, and then he stared at the soldier with his eyes.

"First, is this a restricted area? The prohibited area within the red line is marked by the troops. What you say is bigger than the troops?"

"Second, since I am not standing in the restricted area now, there is no interference with your work."

"Third, did you say the words on behalf of the army or yourself? If it was your own wish, can I understand that this is your provocation to me?"
Chapter completed!