Hua Qingluan came out of Ye Shaofeng's office. It was already close to midnight. When he went downstairs, his steps were a little weak, as if he had stepped on cotton. He had been beaten just now, but now, Hua Qingluan's whole body was worse than being beaten. He felt uncomfortable, and his heart was agitated.
Why is this happening? Because Hua Qingluan is not clean.
The tertiary industry of the Liaison Office in Beijing is a restaurant, a four-star scale, pure high-end restaurant. However, it has always been unable to make ends meet. Originally, the tertiary industry should make money for the Liaison Office in Beijing, but after the bills are reported every year, At first glance, it seems that they are all losing money, and always have to allocate huge sums of money from the Beijing Office's finances to support the operation of the restaurant.
It stands to reason that if there is such a tertiary industry that cannot make ends meet, it should have closed down long ago. However, as the general manager of the restaurant, Hua Qingluan also holds the position of deputy director of the Beijing Office, so this position does not agree with the relevant matters. , when reporting victory, he always reported good things but not bad things. He kept saying that things would get better in the coming year, but nothing improved at all.
In fact, even a four-star restaurant cannot make ends meet. No matter how bad the chef cooks, the pomp and circumstance is still there. Nowadays, when people eat, who still cares about the taste? There are always big bosses from the capital discussing business here, or people from government agencies coming here to have dinner.
It stands to reason that even if you don't make any money, you can still balance your income and expenses. However, why do you always lose money when you file the accounts every year? This is actually very clear. All the money goes into Hua Qingluan's pocket.
In fact, everyone in the Beijing Office knows that Hua Qingluan is corrupt, but no one can touch him. The old director and Hua Qingluan wore the same pants, and the old director also shared the money in the restaurant with Hua Qingluan. Evenly divided, the old director even got more money than Hua Qingluan, and now, the old director has retired to the second line. This restaurant is only owned by Hua Qingluan's family. I thought I could make a lot of money, but, no Thinking of it, the new Ye Shaofeng was already aware of his behavior.
If the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee knows about the corruption, then Hua Qingluan will really be miserable and walk away. From now on, let alone stay in the office in Beijing, he will be labeled as a corrupt criminal and thrown into prison. That's pretty good.
That night, Hua Qingluan couldn't sleep for a long time after returning home. At two o'clock in the middle of the night, his wife finished playing mahjong, went home, and went to bed. She saw her husband's big hospital eyes staring at the ceiling, which shocked the woman. .
"Qingluan, what are you doing? You're up so late and what are you staring at?" said his wife.
Hua Qingluan ignored his wife and continued to think about his own affairs. His wife became even more worried. She thought something had happened to her husband, so she shook him hard and said, "Qingluan, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you,"
"Don't touch me," Hua Qingluan suddenly yelled.
The wife screamed "Ouch" and rolled off the bed.
"Hua Qingluan, you are crazy," his wife yelled.
"Something might be going on," Hua Qingluan said.
"Something happened, what happened,"
"Ye Shaofeng wants to deal with me regarding the restaurant matter," Hua Qingluan said.
"Ye Shaofeng is the new director of the Beijing Office. Could it be that...did he investigate the things you did in the restaurant..."
"A discerning person can tell at a glance that the charge of corruption is not a trivial matter. Tomorrow, the Provincial Party Committee Secretary will come. If Ye Shaofeng uses this matter to show me off in front of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary, then I will be finished. ," Hua Qingluan's wife said.
"A new director, why are you afraid of him? What ability can he have? Does he have any evidence? And, can the secretary of the provincial party committee listen to him?" said Hua Qingluan's wife.
"Ye Shaofeng is not a simple person. I'm afraid this kid can cause some trouble, so I have to be on guard," Hua Qingluan said.
"Then what should I do? Tell me, is it possible that Ye Shaofeng also wants a piece of the pie and wants to share the restaurant money with you, just like the old provincial party secretary did before," said Hua Qingluan's wife.
"I don't think so. Ye Shaofeng is worth billions. Every year, tens of millions are accounted for. In Province H, several large companies have his shares. Moreover, before he came, I checked his details. This person is not greedy for money, he is very ambitious. If he really sets his goal on the restaurant, it is not to share the money with us, but to completely absorb the restaurant into his hands, Ye Shaofeng Here, we get the right to operate the restaurant," Hua Qingluan said.
"You mean that Ye Shaofeng is a person who wants power without money,"
"Yes, he is ambitious. Moreover, this kid is not short of money at all. Think about it, with tens of millions in income a year, how can he be a person who is short of money? He is an official for nothing else but for Power is for climbing up," Hua Qingluan said.
"If this is the case, it will be troublesome. Otherwise, I will go around and find my dad."
"It doesn't work. Your father is a deputy provincial official. Besides, he has left his dormitory a long time ago. Even if he knows the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Province H, he can't do anything about it. If Ye Shaofeng really brings this matter up, the Provincial Party Committee will Secretary, if you really want to investigate, it won’t work if anyone comes,” Hua Qingluan said.
"Then what do you do, just sit back and wait for death,"
"Please help me with this matter,"
"How to run, where to run, who is suitable to find,"
"Look for Ye Shaofeng. Go now. Talk to him sincerely and tell him that I don't want the restaurant anymore. The management rights belong to Ye Shaofeng. There is only one condition. Leave a way for me and don't kill everyone," Hua Qingluan said.
At two o'clock in the evening, when Wang Zheng fell asleep, the security guard in the guard room called and said that there was a car at the door and that he wanted to come in and prepare to find Director Ye.
Wang Zheng was a little unhappy and said: "It's so late, what are you looking for? Let him go back."
"This person is Hua Qingluan's wife, we can't make a decision," the guard at the door said.
"Okay, wait until I call Director Ye and ask him,"
Ye Shaofeng was not sleeping at the time. He had just finished a phone call with the senior management of the Dragon Group and wanted to report the progress of his current mission. Not long after he put down the phone, he received a call from Wang Zheng. He heard that it was Hua Qingluan's wife who was here. He knew right then and there what this was for.
"Let him come in and come directly to my office," Ye Shaofeng said cheerfully.
Hua Qingluan's wife is over fifty years old. Even though she spends a lot of money on maintenance every day, her old age is still not noticeable. Ye Shaofeng opened the door and the woman walked in. She passed Ye Shaofeng and smiled. The corners of her eyes were covered with crow's feet.
"Hello, Director Ye, I am Qingluan's wife, my name is Lu Chunjiao..."