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We can't just let this matter go, Chen Taizhong gritted his teeth slightly.
According to the logic of official circles, this matter has little to do with Beichong. It is just a dispute between Ma Fen and Andfu.
Beichong just happened to meet old man Ma when he jumped into the river. Fortunately, someone rescued him. At this point, Beichong has basically separated the relationship. As for the police wanting to reeducate old man Ma through labor, that is everyone's maintenance of social order.
It has a different understanding than cognition and has nothing to do with gossip.
As a qualified official, you should not get involved in this kind of quagmire. The constant spats are very troublesome, not to mention that your superiors may think that you are not prudent enough to find trouble.
Chen Taizhong also wanted to put an end to the matter. Just as Yuan Zhongkai, the Minister of Mission and Education, said, the development of Beichong is hard-won and should be cherished. Minister Yuan from a distance can realize this, let alone his parent official of Beichong?
But some things... are unbearable after all. Old Man Ma's unprincipled doting and Ma Fen's unfilial piety have made Chen unable to stand, not to mention the current media, which is becoming more and more unlimited, shameless, and taboo-free.
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Chen Taizhong doesn't want to comment on whether this kind of consumption that is like breaking bones and sucking marrow is fair to Ma Fen. He only knows that the media is provoking the moral order he wants to rebuild.
If this matter had happened outside of Beichong, he would have been powerless and had no reason to interfere. But since Beichong was involved, he couldn't just let it go - the corruption of social atmosphere mostly started with sitting back and conniving.
But, how should we deal with this group of people? Chen Taizhong scratched his head a little. It would be better if he didn't think about it carefully. After thinking about it carefully, he found that it was really difficult to operate - otherwise, it would be unprecedented for others to be unwilling to meddle in other people's business.
Can be followed.
Mr. Chen is not afraid of arresting people across provinces, but since he prides himself on being a good person and insists on persuading people with virtue, there must be sufficient reasons for arresting people. The behavior of the "South China Times" is very despicable and shameless, but what laws have they violated?
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If there is no violation of the law, you cannot arrest people casually.
Forget it, let's get to know the situation of this newspaper first, and then think of countermeasures. Secretary Chen grabbed his cell phone and called Li Shilu, asking him to help investigate.
It is always easy for an insider to investigate similar matters. It didn't take long for him to receive the news. Although the name of this newspaper was domineering, it was actually a sub-publication of a certain city's party committee organ. It was contracted out, let alone nationwide.
, the local impact is not big.
This is why this media dares to mess around. It is in the stage of fighting for fame, and all kinds of shameless methods are used together. Once it has captured the public's attention and gained its status in the world, who will do it a few years later?
Care about how this newspaper became famous in the first place?
People are forgetful. In this era where people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution, and surrounded by the aura of success, who would ask whether it was a white cat or a black cat back then? I am a winner.
However, Li Shilu also said that the person who contracted this newspaper had some background, so he dared to cause trouble.
The father is not like the father, the daughter is not like the daughter, the newspaper is not like the newspaper, this distortion is like a mirror... Chen Taizhong thought angrily, picked up a banana absentmindedly, peeled it and bit it, tsk, this taste...
Even a banana doesn’t look like a banana anymore…
In short, now that he understood the origin of the other party, he could make targeted arrangements. The next moment, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Di Jian, ask those little brats in Yun Zhong, Chen
What’s the clear number?”
Chen Qing is the underground boss of Tongda, and his influence extends to most of the north. However, last year during the National Day, Chen Taizhong was evil, and was directly expelled from Tongda by District Chief Chen, and he was clearly informed that he was not allowed to come back within ten years, otherwise he would bear the consequences.
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As for the few brats in Yunzhong, they are the Five Tigers in Yunzhong. Last time something happened in Beichong, they were so scared that they ran to the countryside of Dibei. Unexpectedly, they bumped into Chen Qing. Boss Chen wanted to please his family.
Send these children back to Beichong for discipline.
"Secretary Chen, if you have something to do, just give your orders," Di Jian replied with a smile, "I can do anything Chen Qing can do."
"You just run the cement factory with Xiao Tang," Chen Taizhong snorted. As the Baili Marquis of Beichong, he didn't want to get too close to people on the road. Firstly, it would bring bad reputation to himself, and secondly, those people on the road
The character feels that with his support, it is easy to be favored and arrogant - this is somewhat similar to the fact that he is unwilling to eat grass on the side of the nest.
But sometimes, if he wants to manage effectively, he has to use some resources on the road - like now, and Di Jian is a guy who knows how to advance and retreat. He thought about it and said, "Try not to
If you are involved in those crooked ways, if you have other good projects, just discuss them with Xiaotang."
Boss, you can finally relax. After hanging up the phone, Di Jian let out a sigh of relief...
At about half past seven, an Iveco with a Beichong license plate drove up from the entrance of the Junhao Hotel in Tongda City. After the car parked, seven or eight men got off and walked into the lobby in a chaotic manner.
The security guard at the door raised his eyebrows, feeling that these people were a bit noisy, but they didn't obviously violate any rules, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
The lobby of the Junhao Hotel is almost 256 square meters. In addition to a tea seat, there are about 20 gorgeous young women sitting on one side. Sitting on the other side are reporters with guns and short guns, and there are also eight
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The leader from Beichong walked to the front desk and asked in a sullen voice, "Xiao Nier, please help me check which room Ma Fen lives in."
"Muffin," the front desk lady sighed inwardly. A day ago, she didn't know this person existed at all, but today, too many people mentioned this name. She shook her head slowly, "There is no one registered with this ID card.
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"You didn't even check, do you know?" The Beichong man raised his brows and said coldly, "Be careful, I will file a complaint against you."
"A lot of people asked about this name today," the front desk replied expressionlessly. She raised her chin at the eight or nine men, "They are all asking about Ma Fen, aren't they all sitting here waiting?"
"Then which room did the people from the South China Times book?" the Beichong person asked again.
Hearing his question, the reporters immediately became interested and stood up one after another to watch. There were seven or eight of these people as soon as they arrived. It was obvious that those who came were not good and those who were kind did not come.
"Do you have anything to do with the South China Times?" the front desk asked calmly. She strictly followed the procedures and was not afraid of these men. "If there is, please show proof. If not, we keep the guest's information confidential. This is a rule."
"Without proof, he just robbed my creditor," another man spoke, none other than Young Master Xi, "When Ma Fen's father was about to die, he regretted it and asked me to save him for 20,000 yuan.
He came up, but I fished him out... He said he had no money, so I had to ask his daughter and wife for it. The South China Times robbed the man, so I could just ask them to give me money."
This is nonsense, but Secretary Chen opened his mouth, and the youngest Xi also felt that the daughter of the Ma family really needed to be taken care of, so he came here - sometimes you can only use fucked-up methods to deal with fucked-up people, which is called violence for violence.
"In the situation you mentioned, you have to call the police." The front desk finally understood that the group of people who came here were indeed not easy to deal with, but the Grand Hotel was not someone to be trifled with. All she had to do was clear her relationship.
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"Then let's wait for the grandson of Nanhua Times," the leader from Beichong said, "I'm a policeman, and I'm asking for money for my brother. Little girl, you know something."
"You'd better understand something," the front desk lady smiled disdainfully and muttered in a low voice.
When the reporters on the side of the hall heard what they said, they stopped coming to say hello. However, those who had cameras had their cameras in their hands, and their eyes were full of eagerness - something was about to happen.
After about seven or eight minutes, there was a noise from one side of the hall, and then seven or eight people came over, led by a tall and thin man. He frowned and spoke slowly, "Who is looking for the South China Times?"
As soon as this person arrived, not only did he bring seven or eight people with him, but more than a dozen security guards also rushed in at the door. The people from Beichong were surrounded by a sweep of the ground. Several people came forward and pointed at the reporters' cameras -
-Don't be ignorant.
When the reporters saw this, they could only pick up their cameras angrily. One of them was a little slow and was slapped in the face.
"I'm looking for someone from the South China Times." The leading policeman, who is from Beichong as expected, walked up to the tall and thin man and spoke face to face, "If you're not, just stay there."
"You have courage, kid," the tall and thin man smiled with disdain, "People from Hengbei, don't come to Dibei to act wild. The police are talking nonsense... Have you ever asked who drove this place?"
"I'm here to ask for money, there's no need to ask who drove it," the Beichong man replied coldly.
"I am from the South China Times." A man with glasses walked up next to him, but he stopped far away from the people in Beichong. He was obviously more concerned about himself. "Does Ma Fen's father owe you money?
We have nothing to do with you, you'd better leave quickly so that you don't have to leave even if you want to."
"Can I think that you are threatening a police officer?" The man from Beichong narrowed his eyes.
"Really a police officer? That's interesting," the tall and thin man twitched his fingers and spoke with a smile, "Where's the police officer's certificate? Bring it to me."
The man from Beichong hesitated for a moment, took out an ID card from his pocket and handed it to the other party. He was indeed a policeman, but he came out this time. On the surface, it was because of a cousin who was eighteen feet away, and it was not official business.
"Beichong...Second Superintendent of Police," the tall and thin man looked through it, then tore the police officer's certificate into four pieces with a smile, then handed it to a follower beside him, and continued to ask with a smile, "Well, you said it was a police officer, police officer
Where’s the certificate?”
"You tore it apart," the Beichong policeman said with a sullen face as he reached behind his back, obviously about to take out his dick.
"Can you move and try?" The two men waved their hands, and two bright machetes were exposed, and someone picked up a rolled-up newspaper - in the one-third of an acre of their own land, firearms can not be exposed.
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