The two uncles and nephews hugged each other tightly. The young Liu Xiaofei reminded Feng Yong of the high-spirited days of the Iron Triangle. The years had changed and the situation had changed. The three brothers were left to fend for themselves. Fortunately, the eldest brother left behind a son and a daughter, unlike Yao Guang.
, you can’t see people alive, you can’t see corpses even after death.
"We all have to be well." Feng Yong said.
Liu Xiaofei nodded vigorously: "Well, at worst, I have to start over again. I want to make a name for myself in the United States."
The sister-in-law was moved to the side and wiped away tears. The daughter held her mother's skirt and asked quietly: "Mommy, who is this uncle?"
"Silly boy, that's your brother." said the sister-in-law.
Liu Xiaofei settled down like this. When he talked about his experience during dinner, it was also very disappointing. The bank account that Xu Jiaojiao had secretly opened had been sealed for some reason. Liu Xiaofei had no source of income and relied entirely on working to make ends meet.
His livelihood and contact with the country were also cut off. He finally found out Feng Yong's new address and rushed over. Unexpectedly, the Feng family was also blocked by the tax bureau. It took a lot of trouble to find this place.
"Xiao Fei still needs to find a job." My sister-in-law is a little nervous. She doesn't have much money. She only has tens of thousands of dollars in her account. Liu Fei pays her living expenses on a monthly basis, and only gives her $50,000 a month.
, I have a hard time supporting my daughter, and now that I have a son, how can I have enough money?
Feng Yong said: "Xiaofei should continue studying. Only with an academic degree can he find a job. I will pay for Harvard's tuition."
My sister-in-law knew that he was pretending to be fat and being targeted by the US Taxation Bureau was no joke, but she couldn’t say anything in front of Liu Xiaofei. She just smiled softly and thought about waiting for the right time to give Liu Fei
Make a phone call and ask him to wire more money.
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Jiangdong Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, Liu Fei was reading the newspaper in his office. Although he was the vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, he had no other work except meetings. He was restless every day, waiting for the Discipline Inspection Commission to come to his door.
Everyone in the entire CPPCC building was like Liu Fei, waiting for the Discipline Inspection Commission to mention someone. Some boring people even opened a bet on when Liu Fei would be dismissed. Most people judged that he would not last three months.
That morning, four cars with provincial party committee license plates came to the door of the Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. The guard was well-informed and recognized that the car leading the car was from the Security Bureau of the Provincial Committee, followed by the car from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. He immediately knew something about it.
Well, Vice Chairman Liu will be destroyed today.
At the same time, Liu Fei, whose office window was facing the door, also saw these cars. He stood firmly in front of the window and watched the staff of the Commission for Discipline Inspection get out of the car and meet the people from the security office of the Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference who came to greet them.
The people shook hands and exchanged greetings, sighed in their hearts, turned around and sat at the table, checked the items they carried with them, took out the keys and wallet, put them on the table, called the secretary in again, and handed him a piece of paper.
.
There were many names and addresses listed on the A4-sized paper. The secretary was stunned and didn't understand what the leader meant.
Liu Fei took out a bank card and said: "The password is written on the back. This is the salary income I have accumulated over the years. I don't know the exact amount. After I leave, you will distribute the money equally to the families on the paper."
"
The secretary scratched his head, unsure of what was going on. At this moment, footsteps could be heard, and the doors of other offices opened. Many people poked their heads in, waiting to see the show.
Liu Fei smoothed his hair. He paid great attention to his image and had his hair trimmed by a professional hairstylist every week. Since he was transferred to the CPPCC, he has not been in the mood to do his hair for a month, but his demeanor is still there, and the suit he wears is also very good.
With his neatly ironed shirt, scarlet tie, and a CPPCC badge on his collar, he was always preparing for the arrival of the Discipline Inspection Commission, even if it was double-standard, he still had to walk in style.
Eight members of the Discipline Inspection Commission appeared in the corridor, all wearing navy blue suits and white shirts. Liu Fei had a smile on his face and calmly greeted them.
Everything was carried out in accordance with standard procedures. There were no swords and swords and no thrills. Liu Fei, former member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Omi Municipal Party Committee, was taken away by the law enforcement officers of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection for examination, and his office and residence were immediately sealed.
That night, the Jiangdong Provincial News Broadcast broadcast this news during prime time. Most Omi citizens completely ignored Liu Fei's Shuanggui. There were too many officials dismissed these days, and everyone was numb.
Of course, there were also some cadres who had been dealt with by Liu Fei back then. They bought firecrackers and set them off in front of the municipal party committee. The ground turned red and there were red confetti all over the ground. The parked vehicles were disturbed by the deafening sirens. The people who set off the firecrackers were immediately taken away by the police.
, these are all little tidbits not worth mentioning.
Liu Fei was taken to Beijing overnight for review. He flew in the business class of China Airlines. Thinking of the mistake that he had made not long ago when he was taken to Beijing Shuanggui by fake disciplinary inspection officials, Liu Fei couldn't help but smile bitterly. What was fake was sometimes fake, and it was unexpected that an indestructible building was built.
The final collapse of the fortress turned out to be a farce performed by a few clowns.
Fortunately, Liu Fei was not handed over to the Central Regulation Department, but directly reviewed by the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. He was mentally prepared, calm and magnanimous, and knew exactly what to say and what not to say.
…
In Los Angeles, my sister-in-law was nervous and holding a remote control in her hand. The satellite broadcast of Omi News was being played on the TV in front of her. The dignified and solemn female host was sitting at attention, broadcasting the news: "Liu Fei, the former vice chairman of the Jiangdong Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, is suspected of serious disciplinary violations.
He was taken away by relevant departments for review a few days ago..."
My sister-in-law knew this female anchor. They were classmates at Jiangdong Broadcasting College. At first, that little bitch wanted to use her relationship to get in touch with Liu Fei. Fortunately, I was wise and wise enough to recognize her plan and introduced her to her.
I gave it to that old pervert from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee... and then I got my wish and became the anchor. Times have changed, my husband has passed away, but my life has been so nourishing, I feel sad just thinking about it.
When the last boot landed, the sister-in-law felt relieved for a while, but then she felt deep sadness and despair. How could she raise her daughter without any financial resources? Which of the daily expenses can be saved? There are also house expenses.
This villa is not named after her. She can’t even sell it. The tax alone costs a lot of money every year. Where do these expenses come from?
The only option is to rent out the room or open a confinement center. The former female anchor thought helplessly and began to calculate how many bedrooms and bathrooms there were in the villa. If they were all rented out, how much money could they make every month.
After thinking about it, she pushed the door and entered the guest bathroom downstairs. Unexpectedly, Liu Xiaofei was taking a shower inside. Both of them were stunned for a moment. Half a second later, the former female anchor blushed and hurriedly exited the bathroom, but in her mind
It's all Liu Xiaofei's bronzed and strong muscles.
When she returned to the room, her mouth was still dry, her heart was pounding, and she couldn't calm down for a long time. It had been a long time since she had been in contact with a man. Since she gave birth to her daughter, she had been hidden in Liu Fei's golden house and had been living in Los Angeles.
, lived in seclusion, except for shopping and doing beauty treatments, and did not dare to interact with other men, because Liu Fei was a very jealous man, and he would die without a burial if he messed around behind his back.
It's different now. Liu Fei has fallen. I can be considered worthy of him. It's time to find a destination for the rest of my life. There are two ready-made men. But let's exclude Liu Xiaofei first. Not to mention the big age gap, that's the way to go.
**, and there is Feng Yong. Although this guy is fatter and has a broken leg, he is very good at telling jokes and making people happy. He is not as serious as Liu Fei.
She was confused and thinking wildly. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She opened the door in her pajamas and opened it a crack. She saw a worried Liu Xiaofei standing outside the door and said sadly: "Auntie, I just saw the domestic news. My father...
…”
"Come in and talk." The former female anchor made a mental calculation and opened the door. Liu Xiaofei walked in, lowered his head and sat down, intertwining his hands: "I have to find a way to rescue my father."
"Don't be anxious, the last thing to do now is to rush." The female anchor said, "Let's call your Uncle Feng here to discuss it."
"He went out, and the tax bureau summoned him." Liu Xiaofei said, he felt very heavy, his parents were under control, and he was afraid they would never see him again in this life, so he had to plan his life.
"Do you drink tea or coffee?" His little mother said softly. This young woman was only ten years older than Liu Xiaofei. She was extremely well-maintained and could not be seen as the mother of a five-year-old girl. If Xu Jiaojiao knew that Liu Fei
After raising a child outside and having a daughter, this turmoil must have turned upside down. I would never have anything to do with this woman, but now I have to live under someone else's roof, and it's fate.
After chatting for a while, without any constructive solution, Liu Xiaofei's anger was aroused, a sweet fragrance rushed straight into his nose, and his aunt's white chest made his mouth dry, but his reason told him that this was
Nope.
Liu Xiaofei is not an ordinary college student. He has read many books and is well versed in ancient traditional ethics. This woman is only his father's concubine, not his elder. Besides, there are many such examples in ancient times. Wu Zetian is also Li Shimin's harem, isn't it?
Following Li Zhi and other emperors throughout the ages like Emperor Sui Yang, those who do big things do not stick to trivial matters. If you don't even care about these things, why do you do big things?
"Auntie, I miss Dad." Liu Xiaofei said with tears in his eyes and choked with sobs.
As an elder, the former female anchor has the responsibility to comfort the children. She opened her arms and hugged Liu Xiaofei. The two lonely and helpless people warmed and comforted each other.
Liu Xiaofei swallowed his saliva, turned over and pressed forward. The former female anchor only had time to exclaim before her mouth was sealed...
An hour later, the tired Feng Yong came back. He parked the car, put on his soft-soled slippers and went into the house. He called Xiaofei twice. He didn't hear an answer. He thought his eldest nephew had gone out to find a job and wanted to go upstairs and meet Xiaofei.
My sister-in-law discussed selling the property and car, but when she walked to her bedroom door, she heard an extremely ambiguous sound.
Feng Yong was furious. The boss was just being cheated and was not dead yet. This slut seduced the man to do mischief at home. He thought he was just a decoration. He was about to break down the door when he suddenly felt something was wrong. The man's voice sounded so familiar.
It’s Xiao Fei!
Damn it, like father, like son. Back then, his father always pushed me forward. He took the lead in all the women I fell in love with. Twenty years later, it was still the same, but now that I was the eldest son, it was still the same.
I like to cut my beard off.
Feng Yong had no choice but to put away his charming thoughts about his sister-in-law, dragged his titanium alloy prosthetic limbs, and went downstairs angrily.