After a lot of effort, he finally sent Wang Yannian back to the room, helped him take off his coat and put it on the bed. Wang Yannian was so drunk that he just touched the pillow and fell asleep sweetly after a while. There was a sound on the bed.
With thunderous snoring, Secretary Zhang was very alert. He did not stay too long, exchanged a few words with Zhou Jing, then took out a brown paper envelope from his briefcase and handed it to Zhou Jing. He only said that it was County Magistrate Wang who told him to hand it over in person.
Give it to him, then turn around and say goodbye, drive out of the community and rush back to the hotel.
Zhou Jing helped clean up the house, brought the reporting materials, and was about to leave, but was persuaded by Lan Shuidi to stay at home at night. When Wang Yannian sobered up tomorrow morning, he could discuss work matters to avoid having to go back and forth.
Zhou Jing also felt that it made sense. Now that he had arrived, he would definitely meet with Wang Yannian to discuss it in detail. After thinking for a while, he readily agreed and entered the study room with the brown paper envelope.
The study room of Lan Shuidi's house is not big, but it is elegantly tidied, and the furnishings inside are also very elegant. The bookshelves against the wall are filled with all kinds of books, ranging from the Twenty-Four Histories to important Chinese and Western documents.
It is full. Obviously, this study is exclusively for Wang Yannian, but the exquisite pen holder on the desk, the beautiful potted plants, the printed cushions on the seats, and the warm and romantic portraits on the walls add a bit of feminine charm to the place.
, Zhou Jing pulled up his chair and sat down, turned on the exquisite desk lamp, and began to look through the materials attentively.
There are a total of six or seven reporting letters, written by different people. These people have different identities, including businessmen, officials within the system, and laid-off employees. The targets are also scattered and not specific.
officials, and many of the testimonies lacked sufficient evidence and were suspected of being groundless. Zhou Jing patiently read the letters several times, and followed his usual habit of opening the black book and writing on it.
While taking notes, he knew very well that, in fact, there were a huge number of such reports in the Complaints and Complaints Office. Due to lack of credibility, superiors might not take them seriously even if they were submitted.
Of course, Wang Yannian is an old leader that Zhou Jing respects very much. His style of acting is not only proactive but also steady and down-to-earth. He has a strong purpose in doing things and rarely does wasted work. He brought these reporting letters, which is very interesting.
It may mean that Wang Yannian really wants to use anti-corruption to open up a situation in Lin'an, but he has no starting point, so he can only use these current clues as a stepping stone. This may be related to the fact that he is not familiar with disciplinary inspection and supervision work, or it may be that he is not able to fully
The resources used do not touch the real issues.
Sitting at the desk, he spent forty minutes putting the materials into words and roughly sorting them out. Zhou Jing walked to the window, opened the curtains, pushed open the window, lit a cigarette, frowned and started to smoke.
After a few minutes, he put out the cigarette, put it in the ashtray, opened the door and came out. Seeing that the quilt had been placed on the sofa, he went to the bathroom to take a bath, wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out, taking an early rest.
The next morning, just after dawn, Wang Yannian woke up. He came out of the bedroom and woke up Zhou Jing. The two of them changed their clothes and went for a jog on the road outside. After returning, they had breakfast and went to the study.
, talking about things at work, it’s pretty much what Zhou Jing imagined. Wang Yannian’s current situation is not good. In terms of work, he is squeezed by the top and the bottom. He is not only squeezed out by the county party secretary Jian Min, but also constrained by his colleague, the executive deputy county magistrate Pei Junying.
, the county magistrate seemed to have a headache, but there was nothing he could do.
Needless to say, Jian Jianmin is a very strong county party committee secretary. He has worked hard in Lin'an for many years and has made great achievements. Many of Lin'an's work indicators are ranked at the forefront of cities and counties, and he has been highly praised by the leaders of the provincial party committee. Moreover, in
Under the active promotion of Jian Jianmin, Lin An is likely to be upgraded to a prefecture-level city. It will be difficult to compete with such a powerful figure.
Regarding this situation, Wang Yannian also acquiesced, willing to serve as a green leaf to accompany the red flowers, and did not want to challenge the authority of the other party. However, the executive deputy county magistrate Pei Junying gave him a headache. The surname Pei is among the hundreds of surnames.
, ranking lower, is not a big family, however, it is completely different in Lin An. Lin An's Pei family is one of the most powerful families in the local area. His family was a prominent local family during the Republic of China. It has not changed for more than a hundred years. Lin An
The former secretary of the county party committee is also a descendant of the Pei family.
When Wang Yannian was first transferred to work in Lin'an, because of the strong support of Li Shurong, deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, he did not take Lin'an's local cadres seriously and cooperated with them in all aspects. However, when Li Shurong was transferred to another province, the situation changed
There was a 180-degree turn. Not only did Pei Junying, the executive deputy county magistrate, put pressure on him step by step to fight for power, but even the heads of the agencies and units below did not listen to the greetings. Basically,
In the past, Pei Junying made the decision alone on small matters without asking for instructions. On big matters, it was brought to the Standing Committee. As a result of the game, Pei Junying often had the upper hand.
During this period, he also discussed with Zeng Qinming and carried out several counterattacks, but the results were not satisfactory. Frustrated, he began to move around, trying to transfer Lin An away, but in fact, he was above
The resources are very limited. They are nothing more than Mr. Yin and his son-in-law, the director of the second cadre division of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department. It is difficult for others to contact him. Therefore, he is trapped in the position of Lin'an County Magistrate, unable to move until Zhou Jing
After being transferred to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, he started to think about it, and wanted to use Zhou Jing's intervention to repair Pei Junying. Even if he couldn't bring him down, he had to let him retreat and stop being so arrogant like now.
Zhou Dingding lit up a cigarette and listened silently. His intuition told him that if he interfered in this matter, it would be very troublesome. However, his relationship with Wang Yannian made him unable to just sit back and watch. Feeling a little embarrassed, he just kept smoking and did not express his position for a long time.
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After a long while, Wang Yannian picked up the tea cup, took a sip, looked at Zhou Jing with a kind face, and said with a smile: "How is it? Are you sure?"
Zhou Jing dusted off the cigarette ashes, put the brown letter paper on the coffee table, tapped it a few times, and whispered: "County Magistrate Wang, to be honest, relying on these materials will definitely not work. The superiors will not agree to file a case at all.
Unless new evidence can be found, it will be very difficult."
Wang Yannian looked slightly cold and pondered for a long time before sighing and waving his hands: "Since it's difficult, let's forget it. It took Secretary Zhang a long time to get these materials. If you go deeper, you will definitely not be able to access them. What's more,
, the environment there is really not suitable for handling cases."
Zhou Jing thought for a long time, then took a puff of cigarette, frowned and said: "County Magistrate Wang, otherwise, I will go to Lin'an to have a look in a while to find out the situation clearly. If there are conditions for handling the case, we will start as soon as possible. If not,
Just think of other ways, and at worst, jump out of this trap."
Wang Yannian smiled faintly, played with the cup in his hand, shook his head and said: "How to jump, I have tried it many times, unless you have other methods."
Zhou Jing was not sure, so he whispered: "Deputy Secretary Huang, you can give it a try, but you have to watch the timing and don't be too hasty."
"Deputy Secretary Huang?" Wang Yannian's heart skipped a beat, his brows lit up with joy, and he nodded: "Xiao Jing, what you said makes sense. You really shouldn't be impatient about this kind of thing. You have to eat one bite at a time and walk step by step.
In fact, I am very satisfied to be the county magistrate there!"
Zhou Jing smiled slightly and softly enlightened: "County Magistrate Wang, don't worry too much, the situation will get better."
The two chatted for another ten minutes. After breakfast, Zhou Jing stood up and said goodbye. He left Shuangming Community and drove straight to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. After going to the unit, he went to the Petition Office and retrieved all the reporting materials related to Lin An.
, took it to the office and looked through it carefully.
From these reporting materials, after careful selection, we did find many reporting letters about Pei Junying, including several anonymous letters that were very specific. If we dig deeper based on the clues provided in the reporting letters,
It was very possible to find evidence of Pei Junying's crime. Therefore, he felt like he had found a treasure, closed the door, and concentrated on studying the materials. He was busy in the office for a whole day, and when he got off work, he took the materials.
The office of Tao Ye, the director of the third room, briefly introduced the situation to him, and then expressed his attitude that he wanted to go to Lin An to visit and investigate, and asked him to provide the necessary support.
Tao Ye looked cold, holding a cigarette in his hand. He sat firmly behind his desk, took the materials, glanced at them casually, and frowned: "Director Zhou, where did these materials come from?"
Zhou Jing smiled and said softly: "I got it from the Petitions Office."
Tao Ye hummed and didn't ask any more questions. After reading a few letters of information, he threw them aside and said in an indifferent voice: "Okay, I'll leave it here for now. I'll take the time to ask the higher-ups for instructions."
After saying that, he put his hand on the mouse again and continued to play the Minesweeper game. Zhou Jing noticed that his expression was very depressed and seemed to be in a bad mood, so he did not communicate anymore, but got up to say goodbye and went back to the room to clean up the table.
I packed my office supplies and left with my briefcase.
Zhou Jing drove quickly back to Bishui Garden Community, parked the car, went upstairs, took out the key, and opened the door, but suddenly found a pair of slender red high heels at the door. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, a little confused.
Not sure of the situation.
Apart from myself, the only person who can enter this room is probably the nanny Pan. Apart from the two of them, no one else has the room key. It's just that Pan is old and it is absolutely impossible for her to wear such fashionable and beautiful shoes.
He entered the house, closed the door, untied his coat, hung it on the hanger, and walked around, but found no one.
When he was wondering, he suddenly discovered that the door of the bathroom on the second floor was closed tightly, and there seemed to be dense water vapor floating out from the crack in the door. He quietly walked over and put his ear against the dark brown solid wood door to hear the faint sound of water.
There was a sound, and it was obvious that someone was taking a shower inside.
"Who is it?" Zhou Jing frowned and didn't care. He turned around and went to the study. He opened his briefcase and took out a stack of materials. He flipped through it and drew on it with a pen from time to time.
I concentrated on thinking about the case.
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