Zhu Huabiao didn't take it seriously at all and said, "I'll write a note later and let the Traffic Management Bureau handle it."
Omi is the provincial capital city. With the economic development and urban expansion, the number of private cars has increased day by day, and traffic congestion has become more and more serious. Since last year, the Vehicle Management Bureau has restricted license plates. Two pieces of iron sheet are hard to find. Ordinary citizens participate in the lottery and win the lottery.
The rate is extremely low. A knowledgeable person can find an acquaintance and get a new license plate for a price ranging from 20,000 to 50,000 yuan. As for a motorcycle license plate, it has been sold for as much as 80,000 yuan. This is an open secret.
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The current director of the Vehicle Administration Bureau is Zhu Huabiao's old subordinate. Things like putting up a sign can be done with just a greeting, without any trouble.
At the dinner table, Ling Zijie returned to normal, chatting and laughing, and told a few jokes, which made his mother-in-law giggle. Zhu Pengpeng was extremely happy, like a little bird clinging to her. Ling Zijie saw it and was filled with emotion in his heart. This warm scene will probably scare him in the future.
Will never be seen again.
The next day, Zhu Huabiao called the Vehicle Administration Bureau, but the other party told him that Director Wang had not returned from a meeting at the city bureau, so he called again on his cell phone and it turned off. This was very abnormal. Zhu Huabiao felt a little uneasy.
The police's sixth sense told him that something had happened to Lao Wang.
As expected, Director Wang of the Vehicle Administration Bureau was double-checked by the Discipline Inspection Commission.
Zhu Huabiao is not afraid of Lao Wang's fall, because he is a member of Song Jianfeng's group. Lao Song is now the top leader of Zhong Yanhuang. Zheng Jeff's favorite general. When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. Without the nod from the relevant leaders, the Discipline Inspection Commission does not dare to move.
My own, this is a problem of the upper-level game, not a problem of who can't do it clean at all. If we really need to catch it, no one at or above the division level in the province can slip through the net.
Just one day later, disaster was imminent. Zhu Huabiao was notified to go to the provincial department for a meeting. As soon as he entered the meeting room, two men in black jackets came up to him. They showed their red leather Discipline Inspection Commission law enforcement certificates and asked Zhu Huabiao to follow them.
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"Let me call home." Zhu Huabiao said dryly. He knew that he was finished and could not attend his daughter's wedding.
"We will notify your family." The disciplinary inspection cadre made a gesture, "Please, Captain Zhu."
Zhu Huabiao was double-regulated, and Jiangdong's official circles were shaken by thunder. Everyone knew that a major rectification of the public security system had begun. Some people were sitting tight, while others were in panic all day long. They went to work every day with fear, and when they heard about the meeting, their legs became weak.
The Zhu family was struck by a bolt from the blue, the walls collapsed and the house collapsed. Mrs. Zhu was at a loss and was so anxious that she suffered a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital for emergency treatment. Zhu Pengpeng was a delicate young lady who could not do anything. She could only count on Ling Zijie at the critical moment.
She ran to the TV station to find Ling Zijie and asked him to find a solution quickly.
"You are very familiar with Secretary Liu's wife, aren't you? Let's see if we can rescue dad. We can return the stolen money. Ten to twenty million is fine, as long as we get a prison sentence." Zhu Pengpeng was so anxious that she almost cried.
Ling Zijie comforted her: "It's useless for you to be anxious. There is only one way to go now, which is to cooperate with the organization's investigation and explain the problem clearly. It should be fine. I will take care of Mrs. Liu's side."
He did not completely deceive Zhu Pengpeng. As expected, he went to Xu Jiaojiao to intercede, and the two agreed to meet in the evening.
In the evening, Ling Zijie and Xu Jiaojiao met at the Zhuque Hotel for dinner. When they mentioned Zhu Huabiao's double-guessing, Xu Jiaojiao said lightly: "Do you still want to intercede with him? Forget it, this is a political struggle. , it’s a matter of life and death, Zhu Huabiao’s purpose is to catch Song Jianfeng’s pigtails, it’s useless for anyone to intercede.”
Ling Zijie didn't even think about fishing Zhu Huabiao out with just one word. He mentioned this matter just to give himself psychological comfort and prove that he was not a heartless person. Instead, he thought of another person and couldn't help but wonder: "Then why is Shen Hongyi still in his seat? Ordinarily, if Song Jianfeng is to be dealt with, he should be the first to be operated on."
Xu Jiaojiao curled her lips and said: "Things are not static. Shen Hongyi has now abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. He is from here, so of course he will not be touched."
Ling Zijie was happy. Finally, there was someone more shameless than him, who was also opportunistic and treacherous. His psychological burden was all gone.
Xu Jiaojiao's charming eyes were as silk as silk: "You look silly, what are you thinking about?"
"Sister, you look really good today." Ling Zijie said with a shy smile.
"You look so anxious." Xu Jiaojiao winked, "I'll go up first and come over later to wait for you."
At eleven o'clock at night, Ling Zijie returned home, and Zhu Pengpeng was still sitting in the living room, making phone calls on his cell phone. When his husband came back, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "How is it? Is there any progress? Hey, what smell do you smell like?" "
Ling Zijie secretly thought that it was bad. He was careless today and came here without changing his clothes. However, he had a very good psychological quality and said with a grin on his face: "What's wrong with the fragrance? I was dancing with the secretary's wife. For your father's sake, I But I risked it."
Zhu Pengpeng was really easy to coax, and immediately stopped dwelling on the matter, and asked how the petition for mercy was progressing. Ling Zijie held off for a while, saying that it was very complicated and difficult to handle. The most important thing now was to use his connections to deliver a message to his father, so that he would feel reassured. Number, say what you should say, don't say anything you shouldn't.
"How much do you need?" Zhu Pengpeng rushed to the doctor because of her illness, completely believing Ling Zijie's lies. Just now she called many uncles and uncles, but either they didn't answer the phone or they just said they were not at home. The cold world made her heart freeze.
"Well... let's take one million first. If it's not enough, let's wait." Ling Zijie said in his heart that the Zhu family has finished the game. If you don't kill it, you won't kill it.
"Okay, I'll get it for you right away." Zhu Pengpeng walked around the house a few times and made up his mind. He picked up the key and went to the garage. Ling Zijie followed him. The couple dug holes in the garage and pried open the floor tiles in the middle of the night. , took out two million in cash wrapped in tarpaulin and heat-shrinkable plastic from the hole in the ground.
"You can use these." Zhu Pengpeng said, "I will take care of what needs to be taken care of. Don't be stingy with money. I am just such a father."
Ling Zijie thought to himself that I don't have three or four fathers, but his expression was very serious: "Pengpeng, I will rescue our father through fire and water."
"Zijie...wuwuwu." Zhu Pengpeng cried on Ling Zijie's shoulder.
The next day, Zhu Pengpeng went to the hospital to accompany her mother, and Ling Zijie went to work. After appearing on a TV station, he left. He went to Hang Lung International to buy a Hermès scarf and a new Louis Vuitton women's handbag, which were packed. I threw it in the back seat and drove to the Fei Fund office.
Xu Jiaojiao was very surprised when she received the gift from her godbrother: "Oh, I was just about to buy this bag. Thank you, Xiaojie."
Ling Zijie smiled and said, "You're welcome, just a little thought."
Xu Jiaojiao said: "This one is very expensive and will cost you money."
Ling Zijie thought to himself, "How can I tell you a secret like I just earned 2 million," but he said: "The price is just an abstract number, your smile is the most precious."
Xu Jiaojiao was elated. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken sweet words to her. Liu Fei used to be quite good at talking, but now the couple hardly see each other. Fortunately, God gave her Xiaojie.
"Xiaojie, what can you do for me?" Xu Jiaojiao has a high emotional intelligence and knows that Ling Zijie will not give anything to her casually, so she must have something to ask for.
Ling Zijie said seriously: "Sister, you make me sad when you say this. Can't I buy you a gift?"
Xu Jiaojiao chuckled and said: "Yes, I'm just asking casually. If Zhu Huabiao falls, you will definitely be affected in some way. If you ask me, don't do it here. You are a dragon, and Omi is just a shoal. It is not suitable for you."
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Ling Zijie took a deep breath and said: "Sister, I have also considered what you said. I want to join CCTV, but I don't know if it is possible."
Xu Jiaojiao said: "CCTV, it's a good place, but it's impossible to be employed by the station. They are all old people who have been retired for decades. One of them has retired, so I can only get a job. That place is very suitable for people like you."
As long as you are brave and thick-skinned, you can get ahead."
Ling Zijie was secretly happy, but deliberately pretended to be unhappy: "Sister, am I that shameless person?"
Xu Jiaojiao coaxed him: "Okay, of course my Xiaojie is not that kind of person, he is just a thick-tempered person. He is thick-tempered towards others, but he still has true feelings for his sister."
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Ling Zijie quickly went through the formalities of being suspended without pay. He told Zhu Pengpeng: "My father's problem is quite serious. I have to go to Beijing to find connections and recruit people. The door of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection is not that easy to get in. I need a strong stepping stone."
In this way, Ling Zijie got another three million in cash. It was inconvenient to carry such a large amount of cash with him, and he was afraid of problems when depositing it in the bank. Fortunately, there was Fei Fund, a ready-made money laundering den, which he handed over directly to his sister Qian, Xu Jiaojiao helped
After he handles it and deposits it into his account, the money will be clean.
Ling Zijie abandoned all his belongings and boarded a flight to the capital alone. His heart was filled with excitement. Goodbye, Pengpeng, this hot land in Omi. It's not that I have no conscience, it's just that this world is too real.
Zhu Pengpeng foolishly waited at home for two days. Whenever her mother asked, she always said with confidence: "It's okay, Zijie is here."
There was no news from Ling Zijie, and even his mobile phone was turned off. Zhu Pengpeng panicked and ran to the TV station to ask. They said that Ling Zijie had suspended his job without pay and left.
Zhu Pengpeng finally came back to her senses and recalled that Ling Zijie had asked her for huge sums of money several times just to get away with the money. She hated herself for being blind and choosing such a white-eyed wolf. It was too late to regret it now, and there was no point in reporting the crime.
, on the contrary, he was found guilty of violating laws and disciplines.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, with heavy snowfall, Zhu Pengpeng was walking blankly in the snow. At this moment, her mood was lower than the temperature. Her father was cheated, her mother was hospitalized, her fiancé betrayed her, and a series of blows made her despair and lose the courage to live.
Suddenly, she thought of Song Shuang, and a spark of hope rekindled in her heart. Song Shuang's father was a big leader in Beijing and his father's old superior, so he should be able to help.
Zhu Pengpeng eagerly took out his cell phone, took off his gloves, and pressed Song Shuang's number.
"Hurry up, hurry up, why aren't you picking up?"
The call was connected, and Song Shuang's voice was still so clear and sweet: "Pengpeng, are you okay?"
Zhu Pengpeng immediately started sobbing: "No, Shuangshuang, you have to save me. My family is in ruins. Now only you and Uncle Song can save us."
Song Shuang was silent for a while and said: "Pengpeng, my father is also under investigation."