In the reception room on the fourth floor of the supervisory committee building, Ouyang Zhen, the director of the regional safety inspection department, only brought a personal secretary and sat on the first chair on the left side of the room.
After a short while, the Supervisory Committee Chairman Leer, who had just finished a phone call with the upper management, walked into the reception room with seven or eight people, and even a secretary was assigned.
It is customary for a dialogue at this level to have a clerk record the content of the conversation, but today's atmosphere is obviously not suitable for this process. By doing this, Lille was putting psychological pressure on Ouyang Zhen.
Ouyang Zhen stepped in, glanced at Lille, and said expressionlessly: "If the following conversation needs to be recorded, then we will talk about it in another way."
Lear grinned: "You misunderstood, Mr. Ouyang, I thought you needed secretarial staff."
After saying that, Lille's secretary waved his hand to signal the clerk to leave, and the others bent down and took their seats.
Ouyang Zhen was too lazy to pay attention to the opponent's little tricks. After seeing everyone sit down, he went straight to the point and said: "Let's not talk about who initiated this conversation first. It's meaningless. Let's talk about the result directly. What do you think?
Sample?"
"Of course, your time and mine are precious." Leal picked up a cigar and asked his secretary to light it.
Ouyang Zhen stepped in and looked at him and said: "Based on the current situation in Longcheng..."
"Sorry, I want to interrupt you, Mr. Ouyang." Lille didn't wait for Ouyang Zhen to finish what he said, and just frowned and said: "Before the conversation begins, we need to know the truth of two things. This is very important. One,
Are the extremists who killed the Baolong Group currently at Liming Sheng’s home? Secondly, has Director Liu Changming of the Shengli District Police Department, who has done an outstanding job, been killed?”
Ouyang Zhen listened to the other party's words and frowned: "It's not important."
"No, no, this is very important. This is about whether our mayor is personally involved in the crime." Lille waved his hand.
Ouyang Zhen looked at this old fox who was talking about him, and he knocked on the table with a frown and replied: "I can tell you that Liu Changming has been killed because he wanted to assassinate the mayor of Longcheng. As for the suspect's statement, it is completely true.
Rumors are malicious slander."
"We need to verify..."
"That's enough, President Lille!" Ouyang Zhen interrupted unceremoniously: "You know best whether you want to kill Liming Sheng! If you want to take the initiative in the negotiation, then your method is too
That's too low-level, I don't have time to talk to you here."
"What is Chelulu dialect?" Lille looked confused. He couldn't understand the vocabulary with his Chinese skills.
Ouyang Zhen calmed down, looked at the old man's lamp, and said bluntly: "We have two demands: First, Baolong Group must pay for this mining accident. Big problems can be ignored, but small problems must be dealt with.
Full. The compensation cannot be less, the fine cannot be less, and the relevant personnel must have credibility in handling it. Secondly, the absolute power of the Supervisory Committee has affected the implementation of various government orders and municipal decisions in Longcheng. This is not conducive to the development of a city, so the power ratio
, we need to renegotiate, such as personnel appointment rights, etc.”
Lille looked at Ouyang Zhen in disbelief: "Oh, my God! You want to weaken the power of the Supervisory Committee? Are you kidding?!"
"If there is too much power, there must be checks and balances."
"Mr. Ouyang, I advise you to pay attention to your position when you speak. The Supervisory Committee exists to ensure the interests of the region. The total amount of money spent in this main city can land on the moon!" Lille also responded excitedly
: "What should we do if we weaken the power of the Supervisory Committee and make Dragon City uncontrollable? Oh, yes, I remembered that you are a Chinese with yellow skin and dark eyes, and your remarks have a national stance!"
"Fart!!" Ouyang Zhen saw the other party attacking him, and immediately stood up and said: "I am Chinese, and I am also the leader of an important department in District 1. I understand my position. If you have any questions, I can send my naturalization declaration
I will show you the household registration book and the household registration book. We have weakened the power of the Supervisory Committee just because the absolute power of this department has affected the orderly development of Longcheng! You know best how corrupt this place is! The credibility of the Supervisory Committee is declining.
, especially the half-buried supervisory committee leaders. They have to wear dentures when eating, and are equipped with health doctors and ventilators during meetings. They are so old that they can’t even take care of themselves. How can they lead a company with nearly 10 million yuan?
Demographic urban development?”
"Damn idiot, are you attacking me?!" When Leal heard this, he was so angry that he threw the cigar sideways, hitting the stunned secretary next to him on the head.
"Gentlemen, calm down, calm down!" the secretary patted the cigar on his head and stood up immediately to persuade.
"Okay, okay, let's not argue, it's meaningless." Ouyang Zhen calmed down, looked up at the old Lille and said: "The two demands I just told you are not Liming Sheng's attitude, nor are they the attitude of Liming Sheng.
My personal one, but the entire civil affairs faction’s. These two demands are non-negotiable. If the Supervisory Committee does not make concessions, today’s news channel’s report will definitely not be the end. Regarding the protests by major associations in Dragon City
, may continue, and this incident will attract the attention of the people of the entire District. We will devote all our resources to let the people of District 1 see what the Supervisory Committee has done here!"
"Do you want to start a second war of independence?!"
"I agree with you. When necessary, a more radical approach may be the most effective." Ouyang Zhen ignored the other party's threat at all. After saying a few words, he turned around and left.
Lille had stayed up late for several days in a row, and his body couldn't bear it. Just now, Ouyang Zhen was squirted, and his mood exploded and his breathing became rapid.
I definitely couldn't smoke cigars anymore, so I had to put on Sophie diapers urgently, and then go to the health room to get an injection.
…
Around 8:40 pm.
In Baolong Mining Company, the group of executives waiting for Yang Decheng's return have not left yet. Instead, they ordered some takeaways and continued chatting while eating.
"Hey, Daming, do you still have that chili sauce in the cabinet?" a middle-aged man asked with a smile.
"Yes, you go get it." Another person threw out the key to his private cabinet.
The middle-aged man took it, turned around and walked towards the private locker area.
Outside the office, all the company's ordinary staff have left, and the cleaning staff has gone off work. The entire corridor is very dark.
The middle-aged man reached out and opened the door, just as he was about to take a step forward.
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly, there was an explosion that spread throughout the neighborhood, ringing through the dark night without warning.
Before the senior officials in the office could react, they instantly felt the entire building shaking violently, followed by countless bricks, tiles, dust, and firelight filling the air.
…
On the street back to the mining company, Yang Decheng was sending text messages on his mobile phone.
"Squeak!"
Suddenly, the driver stepped on the brakes because a tricycle in front of him had fallen sideways, blocking the way.
As soon as the car stopped, a man in a blue uniform and a mask suddenly walked up to the roadside and knocked on Yang Decheng's car window.?