Chapter 253 When the sun rises, the decisive battle comes
But after Dao Scar asked, Mr. Xu didn't answer, but his head couldn't stop shaking, and the joy on his face seemed to be letting go.
Scar was also happy to see it, and hurried towards Hu Donghai, who was already leaning on the couch by the fireplace.
"What!"
Mr. Xu said curiously, "Of course I want to tell Mr. Hu the good news!"
"Forget it, Mr. Hu is tired and fell asleep easily, so don't disturb him. Besides, although the big thing is determined, the results will still be announced tomorrow morning. Let's give Mr. Hu a surprise tomorrow!" [
While he was talking, Xu Longxiang moved forward, pulled up the corners of Hu Donghai's quilt, and then led Scar out of the door.
Little did he know that the decision he made at this moment would actually make him regret it for the rest of his life!
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"How could this be?"
Wang Mingshen was stunned after receiving the message from Bao Tong from the task force.
He didn't expect that Xue Xiang would give in. He sighed to himself that it was strange, but he also felt that his previous strategy of watching the fire from the other side was really wrong.
Not to mention that Li Tieshan got angry and threatened to come to Mingzhu to talk to him for reasoning. Even Comrade Guangzhen heard about it and secretly complained that he had not taken responsibility, so that the west wind prevailed over the east wind.
At that time, Wang Mingshen did not take it seriously, thinking that the reins had just been loosened and that the matter had not yet become a wild horse and was still within control.
It was not until this moment that news came that Xue Xiang agreed to sign that he realized that he might have made a mistake.
Because, just when he hung up the phone, he received an urgent message from the Southern Fujian Provincial Party Committee Office forwarded by the general office, saying that Xu Ziqian, Secretary of the Southern Fujian Provincial Party Committee, would conduct a two-day inspection at Mingzhu at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. access.
Not only that, but soon after, new news came from the General Office of the Mingzhu Municipal Party Committee. Comrade An Zaihai, Secretary of the Wuzhong Provincial Party Committee, will lead a team tomorrow morning to negotiate a supply and sales agreement with the Red Peony Silk Weaving Factory!
Who is Wang Mingshen? He is a veteran politician. How could he not know what Qingping was doing in front of him?
Let’s talk about southern Fujian first. Xu Ziqian is an alternate Politburo member and an absolute confidant of the current No. 1. In terms of status within the party, he is even higher than Wang Mingshen. His trip is a big move. Especially the exchanges between brother provinces are absolutely It is impossible to carry out an emergency attack. If a visit is really necessary, the provincial party committee offices on both sides will have to communicate for a long time and plan the entire agenda before the trip can take place.
But this one just said hello to Mingzhu and then came to kill him. He didn't care what Mingzhu thought and acted like "you want to receive the guests or not, I'm here anyway."
Obviously, Secretary Xu over there was angry and dissatisfied, almost shirtless.
In addition, an even more bizarre thing is that An Zaihai, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Wuzhong Province, actually led a team to sign a supply and sales agreement with the Red Peony Factory in Mingzhu City. This is even more bizarre.
Although the Red Peony Factory is the largest silk export factory in the Republic and even Southeast Asia, Wuzhong has become the raw silk base of the Republic after An Zaihai took office. And because Wuzhong is an old raw silk production area, after An Zaihai's rectification Later, the quality and output of raw silk in this area became the first choice both at home and abroad.
The raw silk produced in its production area is either directly exported or processed locally in Wuzhong to increase the added value of the product.
Therefore, there is no shortage of sales of raw silk in Wuzhong. On the contrary, there is a big problem in the supply of raw silk in Red Peony. Some time ago, the Mingzhu City Government also had an idea to go to Wuzhong and sent a deputy mayor to lead it. The team went to Wuzhong to negotiate and returned with results.[
Now, isn't it strange that Wuzhong has come to visit us?
What's even weirder is that An Zaihai leads the team himself.
Who is An Zaihai? He is the Provincial Party Committee Secretary of Wuzhong. Although the quantity of goods placed by Red Peony to Wuzhong was extremely large, it was far from enough for even a Provincial Party Committee Secretary to take action in person.
What's more, Wang Mingshen had heard of Secretary An Zaihai. He was a very old man and a domineering figure. How could he be willing to fight for a pearl over such a trivial matter?
Thinking back to the turmoil in Mingzhu's eyes, it is self-evident why these two feudal officials came!
Wang Mingshen stood in front of him and looked up, but he saw a strong wind blowing outside, causing the trees to shake and the grass to break, and the water in the pond to make waves. Then he looked up to the sky and suddenly saw the rolling black clouds in the western sky, driven by the strong wind, surging in.
The layers upon layers formed into a black sea in an instant, covering the entire sky with dim light!
"The rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building!"
Suddenly, he sighed.
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However, Duan Gang did not fall asleep even when Wang Mingshen saw him off.
He didn't even return home, he still stayed in his office. Calculating carefully, he had not slept for more than 20 hours.
For Literary Network, it has been a huge loss of strength to stay up for such a long time.
In fact, Duan Gang also wanted to sleep. No, after disbanding the Standing Committee, he ordered Huang Wei to urgently set up a simple camp bed in the office.
But just as I was lying on it, feeling a little sleepy, the phone rang.
After receiving the call, he couldn't leave his desk anymore because the calls came one after another, almost engulfing him.
But Duan Gang couldn't help but answer it. He even didn't go back here just to answer these important calls.
Calculating it carefully, Duan Gang spent more than three hours dealing with this wave of phone calls, until Huang Wei walked in quickly with joy and whispered a few words in his ear.
The phone he put down never rang again.
Yes, Huang Wei was talking about Hong Cha's urgent letter. Because the phone number in Duan Gang's office was flooded with calls, Hong Cha couldn't call, so he had to call Huang Wei.
What Huang Wei came to report at this moment was the news that Director Xue had bowed his head and confessed.
Only then did Duan Gang understand why the phone had stopped ringing. The matter was settled, and whether he was interceding or had other hidden agendas, he would naturally stop talking nonsense.
"He really confessed?"[
Duan Gang didn't believe it.
"It's absolutely true, Mayor. Xue Xiang refused to admit it at first. It was the Xue family's grandfather who said the words, so he couldn't bear it any longer. It seems that the old man wants to settle the matter!"
Huang Wei's eyebrows were flying when he said it. It was full of vulgarity.
Duan Gang glanced at him, and the latter shrank his head, no longer daring to talk nonsense, and stepped back in small steps.
After Huang Wei left, Duan Gang had another plan in mind!
On the one hand, he did not believe that things could be so simple; on the other hand, he was also deeply troubled by this "simple" problem, so much so that he was not in the mood to consider why Xue Xiang gave in.
Yes, Duan Gang is under a lot of pressure! Being caught between two armies, there is no way he can't help but be under a lot of pressure.
Duan Gang suddenly felt regretful. He had made a plan to "be strict and severe". He did not expect that the Xue family was so hidden. Not only was it powerful in the military, but it also had such deep entanglements with political bigwigs such as Xu Ziqian and An Zaihai.
So much so that these two men came rushing in regardless of their identities.
To be honest, Duan Gang's decision to deal with Xue Xiang had nothing to do with pressure from anyone. It was only related to his own interests!
Of course, Duan Gang believed that this was for the benefit of the eight million citizens of Mingzhu. In order to develop the Pujiang River, Xue Xiang must leave!
Originally, Duan Gang planned to use this rape case to squeeze Xue Xiang away, but he didn't expect that sharks from all directions rushed towards him like smelling blood, giving him a mountain of pressure.
For a politician at Duan Gang's level, he naturally knows the secrets of taking sides. Originally, no matter how much pressure the Wu family and Shi family put on him, he would not change his original intention.
After all, in this dilemma, it is best not to take sides. He does not want to offend the Xue family to death just to give those families a favor!
This time, Duan Gang didn't want to stand in line, but he didn't expect someone to help him stand in line. In other words, Duan Gang was already in line because he received a call from Mr. Su.
Yes, it is impossible for cadres at the provincial level to not have a line of their own, and Duan Gang is no exception. Although he is about to become the leading figure in his line, Mr. Su has spoken, and he has no pressure to refuse at all.
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That's why this situation has arisen!
Duan Gang is difficult, it is really difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, this step has been taken, and regrets are in vain!
After thinking about this, Duan Gang picked up the phone again and dialed Hong Cha.
On the phone, Duan Gang almost gritted his teeth and ordered Hong Cha to guard the last few hours and make sure no mistakes were made. By then, if it was successful, he would personally hold a celebration banquet for Hong Cha!
Hong Cha still used Duan Gang's instructions. He walked out and reported to the big bosses of the task force in a arrogant manner. He swallowed two steamed buns and carried one full of strong tea.
The military kettle was outside the interrogation room.
He originally wanted to go in and look at Xue Xiang, but he was afraid that if this guy made another mistake because someone was disturbing his thinking, he would simply not go in.
At the moment, he found a few tables and put them together, and put the chairs on them to ensure that when he sat on them, the height would be just next to the glass at the top of the door eaves, so that he could keep Xue Xiang's movements in his sight at any time.
There was no way, at such a critical moment, Hong Cha couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep. He didn't feel at ease letting anyone keep watch all night, so he had to personally take action to eliminate this last hidden danger.
But after Director Hong sat down high in the sky, he stared at Xue Xiang through the glass, and stared at Xue Laosan who was smoking for a while. He also got addicted to cigarettes, so he lit up one too.
While peeing, he suddenly felt the urge to urinate again. Now Director Hong was anxious and wanted to pee, but he was afraid that something weird would happen when he peeed, so he held it in, but the more he held it in, the more he felt like peeing.
The urge to urinate became more and more intense, and finally Director Hong couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Bring me a urine bucket!"
Suddenly, the entire building burst into laughter. It was so funny that he looked like this.
Having peed at high altitude, Director Hong felt a lot better. Thinking about his ugly behavior just now, he felt embarrassed, but he still kept his face and said to himself loudly, "To do revolutionary work, you must have this kind of spirit that is not afraid of hardship and is not afraid of holding back."
The ferocity of 'peeing'..."
Time flowed minute by minute on Director Hong's watch. He drank a pot of strong tea, filled the bucket of urine half full, and the eastern sky was completely white.
Hong Cha stretched himself, and Xue Xiang was still smoking in the room, but everyone knew that when the sun rose, the decisive battle was coming! (To be continued...)
ps: It is inevitable that the quality will decline as I rush to finish the manuscript. It is almost done. This volume is almost over. I will be patient for a while, finish it perfectly, and then start a new volume. I am not satisfied with this volume myself, and it deviates from the mainstream.
The officialdom is entangled in intrigues and plots, but it still needs to be finished!