In the early morning, Superintendent of Kaiyuan District, Songjiang City.

Captain Ou stepped into the deputy director's office and said in a hurry: "Now we should propose to the police station to contact the exit gate and completely block Wu Tianyin..."

The deputy director stroked his thin hair, took a sip of browned tea and replied, "I'll give you a suggestion."

"What?" Captain Ou was stunned.

"Take the time to ask your relatives and friends to see if they have any suitable jobs to introduce to you." The deputy director replied expressionlessly.

"No, what do you mean?" Captain Ou was stunned.

"The police station issued the first batch of punishment notices half an hour ago." The deputy director stood up and licked the big bubble on his mouth and replied: "You have been dismissed and you will be rubbed to the end. The sheriff's identity will be in the department for three years, but you can only receive 200 yuan in living expenses a month. This is what I can win the greatest rights for you."

Captain Ou's head was buzzing and his eyes were red.

"I know it's hard for you to accept it for a while..."

"Why? Why?!" Captain Ou asked angrily: "Have I made any big mistakes in this case? Lao Guo himself did not listen to the police's dissuasion and insisted on going to the hospital. Does it have anything to do with me?"

"You did not make any mistakes, but the Superintendent needs to take the blame." The deputy director explained in a concise manner: "It's that simple, do you understand?"

"Haha!" Captain Ou was speechless when he heard this: "Director, I'll do my best to do it with you. Is the pot you gave me a little heavier?!"

"Not only do you have the blame, I have it too." The deputy director sighed with his hands behind his back, "I was suspended for one month. After I resumed my work, my professional title was retained, but I was fucking going to the Special Supervision Commission to be the Director of Logistics."

Captain Ou was speechless when he heard the sound.

"Is my pot lighter than yours?" the deputy director curled his lips and said, "Guo Xing is dead, someone must be buried with you. Think about it, it's not just you and me."

Captain Ou wanted to get angry, but he didn't know how to do it. He felt a little angry and had nowhere to vent.

After the two were silent for a long time, Captain Ou shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay to stop doing it. I've been enough for this girl."

The deputy director did not respond.

That night, the police station issued three consecutive batches of punishment notices. The Chief Superintendent of Kaiyuan District was transferred for improper handling of the march. Two deputy directors were demoted. The captain of the first team of the police force was directly beaten to the end.

Perhaps the public march affected the decisions of the Superintendent and the police station, but everyone has been making trouble for nearly half a month, and there is no such pleasure or directness as Guo Xing ascended to heaven.

...

Urban area.

After hearing that her husband was shot, Xiaohu's mother fainted and entered the intensive care unit. This time... no major leader came to visit her, and only made a phone call to ask symbolically.

The warmth and coldness of human relationships is so realistic. Before the corpse is hardened, the human heart becomes hard.

In the club.

The third young master summoned the company's staff and conducted an emergency study on the accidental incident of President Guo's tragic death.

The think tank teams built by these companies are all professionals who are very familiar with Songjiang's politics, economy, and people's livelihood, so they quickly came up with a plan.

A gentle young man stood up and said to the third young master: "You can take advantage of the people if Guo Xing dies."

"How to use it?" asked the third young master.

"People have robbed money at Xiaohu Company. We can cooperate with the police station to claim that Guo Xing's death was because he had publicly supported the tax increase policy, which angered the criminals who led the trouble and were shot and killed." The young man said in a cold tone and clear thinking: "Wu Tianyin can be one of the representatives of the people. Whether he robbed Xiaohu or shot Guo Xing, he was all for revenge."

The third young master's eyes lit up when he heard the sound.

"Also, Wu Tianyin has a case of organizing a riot, so we say that he is one of the leaders among the people, which is neither abrupt nor reasonable." The young man continued to talk nonstop: "If things are done in this direction, the city must make a statement and use the method of quelling the parade as soon as possible. In this way, we can borrow our strength and make the pressure on your father much less."

"I agree." A woman nodded and echoed: "The president of a well-known bank was shot and killed for public support for political support. The upper class must make a tough statement and calm the incident as soon as possible."

"There is another advantage to do this." Qing Youngsheng added: "After the upper class is furious, those who secretly make small moves will be very uncomfortable. Using the power of the system to suppress them, this is the king."

After pondering for a while, the third young master frowned and replied, "Okay, let's do it in this direction. You can contact the police station, and put the blame for Guo Xing's death on the people and let the upper level express their opinions."

"Also, Wu Tianyin must be arrested." The young man reminded: "Only when he is arrested, the people and the upper class will find a vent, thus creating a negotiation and reconciliation."

"The director of the newly-entered Kaiyuan District has a good relationship with me. He will do his best to arrest Wu Tianyin."

"Then there is no problem." After the young man finished speaking, he immediately sat back in his original position.

Next to him, Xiaoxing was silent for a while and said, "What should we do if Guo Xing is gone this time? Do you want to ask in Fengbei who is the new president?"

"Of course we have to explore this trend." The third young master stood up and responded: "When Guo Xing is gone, the capital chain in my hand is broken. The new supplier still needs money... so we must do our best to find a new wallet."

"Okay, I'll go and inquire about this." Xiaoxing nodded.

After walking back and forth between the house for two steps, the third young master immediately ordered: "You continue to do this, I'll go out."

"good."

"Goodbye Mr. Xu."

“…!”

Everyone stood up to respond.

...

A few minutes later.

The exhausted third young master left the club, stepped into his car, and reached out to dial Ye Lin's phone number.

"Hello?"

"Where are you? I'll go and tell you something." The third young master said bluntly.

"In the Palace of Joy." Ye Lin replied after thinking for a while.

"Okay, wait for me, I'll arrive soon."

"Ok!"

After the two of them had finished communicating, the third young master looked up and ordered the driver: "Go to the Palace of Joy."

"good."

The driver responded and drove to the direction of Tushu Street.

On the car.

The third young master was extremely mentally exhausted. He felt that he was very disappointed recently and that no move had been developed smoothly in the expected direction.

Xiaohu was in trouble and Guo Xing died tragically. Now the incident of the people's parade is pointed at his father who seems to be very stable but is actually standing on the wire.

These things are forcing the third young master to constantly adjust his strategy, so he is really tired. But fortunately, his personality is relatively elastic, and his personal ability is not at the same level as Xiaohu. He can always handle his emotions at critical moments.

...

The other end.

Qin Yu met Wu Di privately on a street near Kaiyuan District.

"So urgent, what's the matter with me?"

"Did you let Xu Wei do it?" Qin Yu asked bluntly.
Chapter completed!