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Chapter 185: Song Yuntong's Ambition

Xue Xiang scratched his head a little and said with a smile: "I told you a long time ago that we don't need to worry about it. With these two people caring about it, it's no use for others to worry about it!"

Liao Guoyou originally planned to persuade Xue Xiang to use the power behind the scenes to do something about it. Now, seeing that he was really not moved, he simply relaxed and said with a smile: "Yeah, it's useless for anyone to worry about it, brother, you

It is said that there is only one position for this position, so why are Secretary Wei and County Magistrate Yu not fighting over each other, but instead they are as good as honey mixed with oil? Isn't it strange?"

Xue Xiang said: "Didn't you just say that there is a hole for every carrot? Why did you forget to fill the hole? You still have to make a hole!"

Liao Guoyou slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, how forgetful it is. It seems that Secretary Wei eats meat and County Magistrate Yu drinks soup. No wonder these two can get along, brother.

You said Secretary Wei grabbed this piece of meat, who would he reward it to?"

Xue Xiang's eyes lit up, "Haha, when you say that, we really have to think about it."

Liao Guoyou sat up straight, stared at Xue Xiang and said, "Your brother has changed his mind again!"

Xue Xiang waved his hand, "When I say I care about you, I don't mean that we care about them. We have to care about them for them!"

"Who are you worried about?" Liao Guoyou asked curiously.

"For Minister Song, Minister Song has worked hard and made great achievements. I think he is the most suitable for that position!"

Poof, Liao Guoyou was so shocked that he spat out his cigarette butt. After a lot of fuss, he pressed the dropped cigarette butt into the ashtray, "Song Yuntong? Brother, are you kidding me? He's such a rough guy..."

At this point, Liao Guoyou had an idea, but he couldn't go on anymore. Instead, he said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I should think about it for Old Song, but I can't let honest people suffer!"

In an instant, Liao Guoyou's face burst into laughter, and he was as happy as if he was about to be promoted.

With a flick of the brush, Liao Guoyou suddenly stood up and said, "Brother, you went to my house for dinner in the evening. Your sister-in-law greeted you. I am only responsible for passing the message. It is up to you to decide whether to go or not! After that, walk away!

Xue Xiangqi said: "Why are you going? You are so anxious!"

At this time, Liao Guoyou had already stepped outside the door. He looked back from the door frame and said, "As your brother said, we have to go to Lao Song Daoxi!"

Liao Guoyou left in a hurry, without turning around at all, and went straight to Song Yuntong's office.

"Bah, bah, bah, cough, cough... Old Song, you are chopping wood to make a fire in the office, you will choke to death!"

Liao Guoyou bumped into the door and felt like he was in a trance. The room was filled with smoke. He couldn't tell the east and west, and it was hard to see the north and the south. He waved his hands for a while, and then he vaguely saw a person sitting on the sofa next to the door. He looked like he had a good figure.

It's Song Yuntong.

Liao Guoyou walked a few steps and found a stack of newspapers on the coffee table. He fanned in the room for a while, then walked to the window and opened all the windows. The breeze came in like a wave, and in a moment the filth in the room was wiped away.

Clean it all!

"Old Song, what's going on? Oh my god. How many cigarettes have you smoked?"

As soon as Liao Guoyou returned to the sofa, he saw clearly that there were cigarette butts on the coffee table, on the floor, and on the sofa, and gray-brown ash spread everywhere. Then he looked at Song Yuntong's eyes, which were as red as blood and bloodshot, his hair was a mess, and his body was crooked.

On the sofa, his legs were draped on the coffee table, looking half-dead.

Liao Guoyou then flicked the cigarette ashes off the sofa with a newspaper and sat down in front of Song Yuntong, "Old Song, what's wrong with you? Who are you angry with?"

To put it in detail, the relationship between Liao Guoyou and Song Yuntong is not good, and there are many conflicts. Originally, these two were as famous as Wei and the other as Yu Dingzhong. On the Standing Committee, they often fought with each other. But they were all on different sides.

As their masters, the two of them didn't hate each other very much. On the contrary, the two of them on the Standing Committee were martial artists with similar temperaments. They usually cursed, but they could still talk to each other.

Who would have imagined that at this moment, Liao Guoyou was asking for welfare like a close sister, but it aroused Song Yuntong's overwhelming anger.

The half-dead Song Yuntong jumped up from the sofa, pointed at Liao Guoyou and yelled: "What are you so proud of, a slave with the third surname? I'm really ashamed of you. I licked a pg named Xue to become a police chief."

What's the matter? Now, I see that this man is in despair. Why don't you come here to show off your power? You bitch, go back and tell the guy named Xue that he can't get what I can't get, so get out of here!"

Song Yuntong was originally very rough, but now he was so angry that he didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one. He had already forgotten all the official decency, and even creatively used the term "house slaves with three surnames".

, almost scolded Liao Guoyou's brain to death.

Speaking of which, Liao Guoyou is the best person to repay his kindness. Yu Dingzhong helped him. He has been going through fire and water for Yu Dingzhong until now. If it weren't for a wife as wise as Zhuge blowing the pillow wind on the side, and Xue Xiang helped him pay for it.

It was his long-cherished wish that Liao Guoyou would never change his family.

And this kind of guy who is the most grateful is the most afraid of others calling him a traitor. At this moment, Song Yuntong, a slave with the third surname, spoke out. Liao Guoyou's face turned red and he almost got up to fight with Song Yuntong. Fortunately, he came again.

After listening to Song Yuntong's words behind him, he managed to calm down.

"What I can't get, he can't even think about it. What does this mean? Could it be that the man named Song thinks that Xue Xiang wants to compete with him for the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission? He can't even think about it? Yes, yes, it must be Wei Qi's name to appease Song

Yuntong, talk to Xue Xiang, so that you and the guards can be as famous as you!"

Liao Guoyou thought about it and figured out the key. He felt calm instantly, but his face still showed an angry look. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Song, you are going to die. Didn't you wipe your mouth when you went to the toilet?"

, full of stinky mouth, damn it

, I just came out of County Magistrate Xue’s office. When I heard that he was going to nominate you as the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, I ran over to congratulate you with good intentions. You are like a mad dog, biting you. What the hell is that next door to Mary!

"Say that and walk away!

"What, what did you say? Xue, no, County Magistrate Xue plans to elect me as secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

Song Yuntong was so shocked that his eyes flew out of his eyes, and he was not slow in his arms. He hugged Liao Guoyou's arm and refused to let go, "Old Liao, old Liao, no, Brother Liao, Brother Liao, tell me quickly.

What's going on? Brother, I smoked too much just now and got lost. You just think I farted. If you don't forgive me, slap the two brothers on the ears..."

To put it into detail, it is no wonder that Song Yuntong is so crazy. I think that since Song entered the officialdom, he has been in the militia system for more than ten years, always wandering in this circle, and he is about to end his life as the Minister of Armed Forces.

, he was overjoyed when the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission was suddenly appointed. Even though the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Minister of Armed Forces were both members of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee, apart from the power

Regardless of whether he is strong or not, there is probably no difference. But for Song Yuntong, the difference is huge, because his position as Minister of Armed Forces is strictly a military position, and it is almost unheard of to hear that a Minister of Armed Forces is qualified for this position.

He is a county official, so if he stays in the position of Minister of Armed Forces, his upward path will almost be blocked, and he will retire as a division-level officer when he gets old!

But the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission is different. He is a serious and upright official. Moreover, this time, the prefectural committee asked the county committee to recommend candidates. He, Mr. Song, just meets the conditions. This kind of opportunity is rare in a thousand years. Mr. Song can

Don’t have enough energy to rush up?

Originally Song Yuntong also believed that the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission was his own, because now that Qi Chu has retired, Wei Qiming's power in the Standing Committee has become weak. Obviously, Wei Qiming, the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, a heavyweight member of the Standing Committee, cannot let go, and Wei Qiming

Apart from Song, the only person who can be promoted by the same name is Zhang Daozhong, and Zheng Chong is already the deputy secretary, so naturally it is impossible to turn around and grab him.

In comparison with Zhang Daozhong, Song Yuntong believed that he had an absolute advantage. Regardless of his qualifications, ability, or contribution to Wei Qiming on the Standing Committee, he asked himself that he was far more than just writing manuscripts.

Reading the document, Secretary Zhang raised his hand!

Therefore, the day after Qi Chu left, Song Yuntong rushed to Wei Qiming's office with enthusiasm. After a passionate confession, he thought that Wei Qiming would award a reward, but Song Yuntong never expected that

What was surprising was that Wei Qiming poured a basin of cold water on his face.

Song Yuntong could never forget the scene of his meeting with Wei Qiming that day. He could even clearly remember every word Wei Qiming said and the tone he used in every sentence.

"American Express, I'm afraid I'm going to wrong you this time. I know that no matter from any aspect, it is most appropriate for you to serve as the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. I think so too. Take the standing committee as an example.

As for Express, can you support my work at all costs? Daozhong, can you? No

Yes! He has brains, but no eloquence, no literary talent, no momentum, and is far inferior to you! But things in this world are always awkward, and things really don’t go as planned. Do you know, right now, that

People are also eyeing this position. To be honest, in terms of culture, contribution, and motivation, that person

The top students are definitely qualified. If the prefectural committee hadn't needed someone from me to take control of the situation, I'm afraid they would have already pointed out who would take over. How could we withstand our efforts? Do you know that you have a lot of good luck?

It's not the same as being alone, that is, you only graduated from elementary school. If there is no competition from that person,

, I recommended it to you, but at this moment, that person is eyeing you, and if he brings up your education level, you will not be able to take the position no matter what, so I can only reluctantly do it, and the recommendation is right.

However, don’t worry, the sacrifices and contributions you have made, I will always..."

Wei Qiming said a lot that day, very deep and touching, but when Song Yuntong heard "I can only reluctantly, the recommendation is right", his mind began to buzz, and he didn't hear a single word after it. He even

I don’t even know how I’m going to get back.

In the office, after I came back, I sat on the sofa and smoked, smoking day after day, until the office became a chimney... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.

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