After listening to his son-in-law's impassioned speech, Xu Xinhe snorted coldly, slapped the table and cursed angrily: "Thirty-one lives are used by you to make a fuss. You are reasonable, right? I think you have lost your mind."
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Liu Fei accepted the criticism with his head hanging down. He knew that the more his father-in-law got angry, the safer he would be.
"Look at what you have done since taking office. Who are you acting for? Do you think these leading cadres are fools? I think you are the fool. Everyone sees you performing a one-man show on stage and they don't want to expose you. Then
This rough and simple work style is typical of county party committee secretaries and even township and village chiefs. What is your identity, Liu Fei? You are the mayor of a provincial capital city and a deputy provincial cadre of the party. What does it mean that you live in the Zhuque Hotel all day long?
?The city government building is not enough for you? You occupy all the news pages and steal the limelight. Where do you put Secretary Cao of the municipal party committee? The Omi municipal party committee and the municipal government are a chess game, and Cao Bin is the squad leader. Do you still have organization and unity in your eyes?
Two words!"
Xu Xin and Baofengxuyu scolded each other. Xu Jiaojiao, who was standing outside eavesdropping, was frightened but did not dare to open the door and go in.
Liu Fei kept his head down, looking serious in reflection. When Xu Xinhe finished scolding him, he turned around and left.
"What are you doing?" Xu Xinhe asked.
"I'll go find the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission to explain the problem." Liu Fei put his hand on the door handle but did not pull it, waiting for his father-in-law to speak.
"Comrades from the Discipline Inspection Commission also need to rest. Don't disturb them at night. Go to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection tomorrow to explain your problems. That's it, go ahead." Xu Xinhe put on his glasses and picked up the document.
Liu Fei felt relieved and went out. Xu Jiaojiao came over and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Did you pass the test?"
"Dad, this hurdle has passed for the time being. It's hard to tell what the organizational hurdle will be." Liu Fei felt a chill on his back, and he broke out in a cold sweat just now.
Xu Jiaojiao waited for a while and then knocked on the door again. Xu Xinhe was on the phone with the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, asking her to come in in five minutes.
Five minutes later, Xu Jiaojiao opened the door and came in, followed by Liu Xiaofei.
"About going to college, right? Xiaofei, what do you think? Tell grandpa." Xu Xinhe felt much better when he saw his grandson.
Liu Xiaofei straightened his waist: "I obey the organization's arrangements."
Xu Xinhe was amused by his grandson: "Hahaha, you are indeed a descendant of our Xu family, better than your incompetent father, and better than your mother. Grandpa thinks it is better for you to go to Beiqing University first, and you can finish your undergraduate degree."
If you go to study abroad, you can choose any of the famous schools in Europe and the United States. As long as you can get into it, grandpa will pay for the tuition."
Liu Xiaofei said: "I promise to be admitted to Beiqing University."
Xu Jiaojiao curled her lips and said, "Dad, don't listen to Xiaofei's bragging. His academic performance is not very good. Not to mention Beiqing University, Jiang University is terrible."
Xu Xinhe said: "Try your best to take the exam, and if you fail, try to find a way."
Tonight's family dinner was a success. The so-called college entrance examination was just a reason for conversation. Xu Jiaojiao had already arranged which college Liu Xiaofei would go to. Even if he scored zero points in the exam, he would still be able to get into it.
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The next day, Liu Fei went to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection to explain the problem and admitted that the explosion of the battery box was done by the staff around him without his knowledge. The purpose was to prevent Qingshi High-tech from being controlled by foreign capital and affecting the development of Omi and even the security of the national energy strategy.
"Qingshi High-tech is a private high-tech energy company whose main business is high-energy batteries. As we all know, our country is a major oil importer. The oil-producing areas in the Middle East are controlled by the United States. The only way for oil to be transported across oceans is also controlled by the United States and its minions.
Next, how to use new battery technology to store coal power and hydropower is related to the national strategic level. Controlling Qingshi High-tech can control the new battery technology in the hands of the country..." Liu Fei talked eloquently, citing classics,
He also made self-criticism, saying that he had neglected to educate the staff around him and failed to do a good job in ideological work. They were unorganized and undisciplined and acted without authorization, which had a very bad impact.
"I have to assume leadership responsibilities and I am willing to accept all treatment from the organization." Liu Fei said calmly.
This matter was handled in a low-key manner, and only a few people knew the truth. Liu Fei made a deep self-examination and introspection. Because his starting point was good, the organization gave him a light sentence and did not impose any party disciplinary sanctions.
But on a deeper level, Liu Fei's resume will inevitably leave stains, which will be detrimental to his future development.
The public opinion on the Internet is still going on, and the central media has followed up and reported. The overwhelming news, interviews, and posts have made Liu Fei and even the Omi City Government very passive. The image that was carefully created before has been greatly reduced.
Even more disturbing things are yet to come. Feng Yong is trading in the United States to suppress the stocks of Qingshi High-tech. He is buying and selling at the same time. Everything is going well, but suddenly he encounters strong buying orders and a huge influx of funds. He is completely unable to withstand it. Feng Yong panics.
I was confused, thinking that Qingshi Hi-Tech had launched a counterattack, but upon closer inspection, I found that the person fighting against me was actually Goldman Sachs!
Audio-Technica has been using Goldman Sachs' acquisition of Qingshi High-tech as a cover to deceive the domestic people. They have been crying wolf for so long, but the wolf has really come.
After the domestic scandal broke out, funds were tight. Feng Yong could bully Qingshi High-Tech with the little money he had, but fighting against capital giants like Goldman Sachs was asking for trouble. Seeing the stock price rising step by step, Feng Yong's idea of acquiring Qingshi High-Tech came to nothing.
Yong finally understood that all his tricks were under the supervision of Goldman Sachs. He had been busy for so long, but he was just making wedding clothes for others.
The chips Feng Yong threw out were like mud and cows sinking into the sea, and he couldn't even hear a sound. He was so impatient that he failed to achieve his goal and also lost a huge amount of stocks and transaction costs. Who would buy this order?
Just when he was at a loss, someone from Goldman Sachs came to visit him and wanted to negotiate a price acceptable to both parties and take over the Qingshi Hi-Tech stocks from Feng Yong.
Feng Yong couldn't make the decision, so he called Liu Fei and Yao Guang, and the three brothers held an online conference call to discuss countermeasures.
"You can earn 150 million by transferring stocks to Goldman Sachs," Feng Yong said.
"RMB?" Yao Guang was smoking a cigarette, with his feet on the table. He always had this disdainful expression.
"U.S. dollars." Feng Yong said, "Excluding handling fees and various management costs, the three of us can still share 30 million each."
Liu Fei hesitated a little: "In this way, Qingshi Hi-Tech will be completely controlled by Goldman Sachs. In other words, half of China's electric vehicle market in the future will belong to Goldman Sachs."
Feng Yong sneered: "Boss, you're really into playing the role of an upright official. It's none of our business whether Goldman Sachs is Goldman Sachs or not. The real thing is when you get the money."
Yao Guang also said: "Yes, Qingshi High-tech is in Omi. Even if it becomes a foreign-funded enterprise, it will still have to pay taxes. It is still your achievement. Anyway, the people are fools. They deceived them and said that the Xia family was traitorous and transferred the shares at a low price."
For Goldman Sachs.”
Liu Fei said: "Okay, let's do it. By the way, how is the situation over there at Heizi?"
Yao Guang said: "It's a bit troublesome. I'm afraid Heizi won't be able to keep his official position this time. The best result is a suspended sentence."
Feng Yong sarcastically said: "Second brother, you have been bragging all day long that things in the capital are not settled, why are you so timid this time?"
Yao Guang said angrily: "Fuck, the old Zheng family said hello, what can I do?"
Feng Yong said: "Aren't you a member of the military? It's just like playing to knock down six doors. If you step back ten thousand steps and say, you can't save Heizi, you can't take care of Liu Handong. Are you even afraid of him?"
Yao Guang said: "Do you think Liu Handong is an ordinary person? His grandfather and Luo Kegong's father were superiors and subordinates back then, and now they are on Zheng Jeff's line. Seeing how he is becoming a son-in-law, how dare I touch him? I'm full of food and can hold on.
Don’t touch him until you are done.”
Liu Fei felt a little pain in his heart when he heard this.
Yao Guang turned to Liu Fei and said, "Boss, I don't have any more recruits. I have to rely on you to deal with Liu Handong."
Liu Fei said: "Liu Handong's matter can be slowed down. The most important thing right now is to protect yourself. It is said that the mailbox of the Discipline Inspection Commission has been filled with reports of black cases against me. There is no need to worry about this. You should pay attention to the public opinions on the Internet.
There is no way to eliminate the impact.”
Yao Guang said with a sad face: "It is no longer enough to hire water troops to wash the ground, and deleting posts will not help. The wildfire will not burn out, and the spring breeze will blow it again."
Liu Fei had an idea and said: "Second brother, aren't you very familiar with your friends in the entertainment industry? You might as well do this..."
Yao Guang slapped his thigh: "Boss, I will obey you for the rest of my life. You are so smart!"
Liu Fei said: "Stop flattering and do it quickly. Fatty, you are responsible for the stock. Raise the price up, at least 50 million US dollars."
After the online video conference ended, Yao Guang immediately followed Liu Fei's instructions. His hard work paid off. In just a few days, he caught the secret of a famous actress' cheating. Yao Guang sent well-trained agents to follow up and film.
, the photos and videos were posted online that night.
For a time, the whole country was in a sensation, and there was no other news on the Internet. Who cares about the May 20 tragedy, who cares about the quality of Qingshi Hi-Tech batteries, and who cares about the traitor comprador Goldman Sachs and Wall Street. Netizens lit candles overwhelmingly and said, "I don't believe it anymore."
In love."
It was Wang Feng who was accidentally shot. Just when he was preparing to release a new album, he was pushed out of the headlines again...
In Long Island, New York, after Feng Yong had a phone call with someone from Goldman Sachs, the other party agreed to his request for an additional 50 million. Feng Yong was in a good mood and planned to go to Manhattan to watch the opera. There were green trees and flowers outside the window, and a red Pontiac Firebird.
The sports car parked there quietly. It was Feng Yong's favorite, an old product from 1976, but the engine was still majestic and powerful, the chrome-plated parts were shiny, and the retro dashboard showed the dignity of the aristocracy.
Feng Yong's cousin came running over laughing: "Fat brother, can I drive today?"
"Okay." Feng Yong threw the key over, "Girl, be careful, don't give me a scratch."
My cousin laughed and said, "If you get a scratch, ask my dad to buy you a new one." She took the key and ran away.
Feng Yong raised his wrist to look at the limited edition Jaeger-LeCoultre watch, straightened the collar of his dress, and walked to the car. His cousin sat in the car and turned the key to start. Suddenly Feng Yong felt something was wrong.
The Pontiac Firebird turned into an orange-red fireball in front of him. Air waves and car debris rushed towards him, knocking Feng Yong away. A sharp piece of iron whizzed around, knocking Feng Yong's body up to his knees.
Cut off the lower leg.
A bloody arm hit Feng Yong on the face. It was his cousin's hand.