"Huang Siwen is coming, hey, I'm still worried about having nowhere to spread the heat!"
Xue Laosan was lying on the quilt piled high, his long legs stretched straight to the window sill opposite, smoking a cigarette and gritting his teeth.
Opposite the window is Aunt Wei's small building, and the small window opposite is Wei Lan's room. For nearly twenty nights, the lights in the small building opposite have not been lit.
Wei Lan is missing!
To be precise, he should have left!
After the investigation team came to the conclusion, Wei Lan regained her freedom. At that time, Xue Laosan was still struggling with how to face this gracious beauty, but when he discovered that there was no one in the Wei family across the way, he had already lost his identity.
The queen of heaven.
Not only did Meiren Wei leave, Aunt Wei also followed, and Xiaofang, Wei Lan's best friend, also left without saying goodbye, without even completing the formalities, and disappeared without a trace.
When Wei Meiren acted like this, Xue Laosan knew that it was Xue Xiang who was hiding.
Speaking of which, with the current power of the Xue family, as long as Wei Lan is still in the country, there is no reason why he can't find it.
At first, Xue Laosan also had the idea of looking for someone, but then he thought about it, so what? What can he give to others?
In addition, this time about Wei Lan, there was no wind or waves outside, but there were turbulent waves inside.
Not only Xue Anyuan called to reprimand, but Xu Ziqian, An Zaihai, Feng Jing and others also called. Their words were extremely unpleasant and made Xue Laosan anxious.
"Heaven is not old, love is hard to break, the heart is like a double web with thousands of knots in it! Wei Lan, cherish it!"
Xue Laosan muttered something silently in his mind, then put out the cigarette butt and popped out the window.
He turned over, covered his head with a quilt, and went to sleep.
He hadn't rested for several days. Although he was extremely energetic, he was also a little depressed. Moreover, there was a meeting with the new municipal government team in the afternoon, which was full of troubles.
Clinker, he just covered himself with the quilt when the phone rang.
I picked up the call. The caller was Xue Anyuan.
"Third brother, what are you doing!"
"Sleep! I have something to say first. You have to speak the truth. Go to the barracks. There are piles of soldiers there. I hope to hear your brilliant words from Military Commissar Xue. I have heard enough here! I am still busy in the afternoon, but
I don’t have time to listen to your politics class. I have to go to class and wait until I come back in the evening.”
In the days after the accident, the old man called me every day, and instead of saying words of encouragement, he actually scolded me about minding my crotch, which made Xue Laosan almost go crazy.
At this moment, the old man's voice sounded, and Xue Laosan first filled it in with something.
"Too much nonsense! Just two things. First, this girl Feng Xue has taken medical leave and will live with you temporarily. Your kid has been married for a few years. It can't just thunder without rain. I'm still waiting for a hug.
Where's the grandson? Secondly, I know that Lao Mao is involved, but don't take his words too seriously. Some people are not honest and don't need to pay for their shame! As for these two things, I'm done.
!”
"Hey, hey, hey, you..."
The first thing the old man did was to shock Xue Laosan. He didn't wake up until the old man hung up the phone.
But when he woke up, Xue Laosan fell into panic again. His vague relationship with Wei Meiren made him feel guilty towards Su Meiren and Xiao Nizi.
Especially at this time, when he learned that the Sumerians were coming, he felt as if he had done something bad and his wife had come all the way to catch him.
In addition, the matter of having a child was also a crux in his mind. It was good to be separated from the Sumerians. This annoying problem could occasionally be forgotten.
However, if he was facing the Sumei people day and night, even if he didn't want to face this problem, he wouldn't be able to do it.
My heart was filled with turmoil, and the sleepiness that had so easily brewed disappeared again.
Putting on his shirt and seeing no one around, Xue Laosan jumped out of the window and headed west towards Shouhu Lake.
It was the sixth month of the month and it was the beginning of sunset. The scorching sun was rising in the sky, the lotus flowers were blooming, the breeze was stirring, and the leaves were making waves.
Xue Laosan went straight to the east lakeside, untied the cable, and drove the fishing boat. Using both feet, the boat moved automatically without oars, and galloped towards the deep lotus swing, as fast as a flying fish.
The boat entered the depths of the lotus pond, where thousands of leaves covered the sky, green frogs and white fish jumped and chased the waves, and summer cicadas and summer birds were making noisy noises.
Xue Laosan lay down on the boat, closed his eyes, and listened quietly to this dreamy water town, his thoughts flowing like water and wind. After a while, he heard a slight snore.
Xue Laosan slept so deeply that he felt as if his spirit had been separated from his body and he had wandered around in the depths of this water town.
With a slight wave of his fist, he actually pulled out a sonic boom. When he examined his body internally, his blood was like mercury, his marrow was like frost, and even his hairs could not be moved by the wind, which contained great vitality.
As he grows older, his skills in Chinese martial arts seem to be getting better without practice, and his body is getting stronger day by day. All kinds of strange abilities almost gave Xue Laosan a desire to explore the mysteries of life.
Only this living world, the unbreakable love debt, and the family members he couldn't let go of made him feel deeply nostalgic for this living world.
Shaking his head to get rid of the bizarre and ridiculous thoughts, he raised his hand to look at his watch. It was almost two o'clock.
The afternoon meeting seemed to be held at two o'clock, so Xue Laosan took long strides and hurried towards the city government building.
When he arrived at the municipal party committee compound, he slowed down and acted like a senior official.
"Hello, Mayor Xue!"
"Good afternoon, Mayor Xue!"
"………………"
Along the way, there were constant greetings, more than ten times more than before Xue Laosan. This is the magic power of power.
Xue Laosan nodded hurriedly and strode towards the conference room No. 1 of the municipal government. This meeting was quite special and he didn't want to miss it.
When Xue Laosan stepped into the conference room No. 1, it was five minutes to two o'clock, and there were already many people in the office.
There are many familiar faces and many new faces.
Those who are familiar with him include Vice Mayor Xie Minggao, member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, Vice Mayor Lu Zhenyu, Deputy Secretary-General of the Municipal Government Liu Hong, and Deputy Director of the Municipal Party Committee Office Gu Ximing.
After a National People's Congress, the entire Dejiang officialdom was in shambles. The city government became the hardest-hit area, and high-level officials were almost robbed.
The original administrative team was like this, with three commissioners who joined the prefectural committee: commissioner Kong Fangao, executive deputy Yuan Xianyun, deputy commissioner Xie Minggao, four deputy commissioners, Qiu Qingchun, Wei Qiliang, Song Zugui, Lu Zhenyu, and commissioner assistant Xue Xiang.
After an election, Kong Fangao was imprisoned, and his life and death were uncertain. Executive Deputy Yuan Xianyun received less than two-thirds of the votes in the election and lost his position as deputy mayor. He could have retained his position as a member of the Standing Committee, but he was transferred to someone else.
Somehow, Kong Fangao actually revealed some dark information about Yuan Xianyun inside. I heard that the problem was not small. Yuan Xianyun's Standing Committee member was taken down the day after Kong Fangao entered.
Others, such as Qiu Qingchun, Wei Qiliang, and Song Zugui, who followed Kong Fangao closely during the election period, also lost their jobs one after another.
Therefore, in the new government, there are only three survivors: Xie Minggao, Lu Zhenyu, and Xue Xiang.
But he said that although Xue Xiang was not late when he came, according to official rules, he was late.
Xue Laosan didn't intend to disturb anyone, so he walked in quietly, nodded at Yuan Xianyun and Lu Zhenyu, and then sat back.
Unexpectedly, when someone else made a move, Gu Ximing and Liu Hong stood up first.
"Mayor Xue, sit here, sit here!"
Gu Ximing hurriedly gave up his seat.
With Gu Ximing's action, the expressions of a bald middle-aged man and a pretty lesbian in her mid-30s changed.
"No, it's fine if I just sit here. Xiao Gu, you sit down!"
While talking, Xue Laosan sat down.
Where did Gu Ximing dare to sit down? He invited him again and again, but Xue Xiang just didn't move, so he had no choice but to give up.
Today's Gu Da Mi is in awe of Mayor Xue to the core, and that kind of fear simply surpasses Zhou Daoqian, who controls his life and death.
Speaking of which, Xue Laosan never threatened him and never targeted him at all.
But as a bystander and a participant in certain conspiracies, he knows better than most people what difficulties and obstacles Mayor Xue has overcome along the way.
Climbing peaks and dangers again and again, creating miracles again and again, he had seen so many times that he almost thought that Xue Xiang had some mysterious power that could create miracles.
Such people have surpassed ordinary people. Although Zhou Daoqian can control the career of someone in ancient times, this power is measurable. How can it be compared to Xue Xiang's magical power?
However, Gu Ximing felt uneasy when he failed to give up his position. As soon as his thoughts changed, he said to Xue Xiang, "Mayor Xue, let me introduce to you. This is the new deputy mayor, Mayor Malima. He used to work in Guang'an Plan."
He serves as the executive deputy director of the Guang’an Planning Commission. This is also the new deputy mayor of Dejiang, Cao Ying and Mayor Cao. Mayor Cao used to preside over the work of the Provincial Women’s Federation.”
As he spoke, he pointed at the bald middle-aged man and the pretty lesbian in turn, and introduced Xue Xiang to them.
The bald middle-aged man interrupted Gu Ximing's introduction and said, "Xue Xiang, Mayor Xue. I've heard the name for a long time and it's like thunder in my ears. Director Gu doesn't need to introduce me."
With that said, the bald middle-aged man stretched out his hand to Xue Xiang.
Indeed, he had heard of Xue Xiang's name as early as when Dejiang was recruiting investment, but Ma Li didn't pay much attention to it. When he really paid attention to the name, it was after he was transferred to Dejiang as a required course for cadre transfer.
, it is almost necessary to clarify the personnel relationships at the place, as well as the temperament and resume of the main leaders.
After sorting it out, Ma Li was stunned. He suddenly discovered that Dejiang's officialdom was not as weird as usual. The main struggle in the entire power field was not the battle between the secretary and the commissioner, but the Three Kingdoms war between the secretary, the commissioner, and the commissioner's assistant.
A mere assistant commissioner is a deputy commissioner. If he wants to meet the secretary of the Guang'an District Party Committee, he needs to report in advance and make arrangements.
What kind of freak is Tokujiang’s assistant commissioner!
As the information began to be collected, Ma Li became even more curious, because the various actions shown in the information were almost unreal, at least not something that a normal specialist assistant could do.
It wasn't until just now that Ma Li saw Gu Ximing, the supposedly authoritative secretary, so carelessly giving up his seat to Xue Xiang repeatedly, that Ma Li finally became convinced of the accuracy of the information. (To be continued...)