After returning from the nail house, Ye Shaofeng didn't want to talk much. He went to take a bath alone. After taking a bath, he stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. However, there was a thin layer of fog on the mirror, which made it look very blurry. Can't see clearly at all.
He put his hands on the mirror and wiped out a clean area. Then, Ye Shaofeng's face appeared in the mirror. It no longer had the clarity it once had, nor the longing it once had. Instead, it was more The layer upon layer of vicissitudes of life was revealed, and even looking at such eyes, it was difficult for Ye Shaofeng to see himself clearly.
In the past, when Ye Shaofeng looked at his eyes in the mirror, he could know what he was thinking in his heart. But now, Ye Shaofeng looked at his eyes in the mirror and was confused. He was so confused that he didn't even know what he was going to do. What are you thinking in your heart? The previous spiritual support, the faith in the country and the people, but at this moment, it seems that they are gone.
Ye Shaofeng suddenly felt a longing for his days in the Dragon Group. At that time, although it was also bloody, he and his brothers had faith at that time, and everything he did was done with a sense of purpose. Known as a strong inner pillar, he firmly believed that he was doing the right thing. But now, Ye Shaofeng began to doubt himself and whether he still had a sense of justice in what he did. He doubted that the current Longtang, Is it a just organization, or is it just a gangster society as others say?
It is the scariest thing when a person doubts himself. At this time, if there is no strong psychological support, his whole spirit will collapse in an instant. Ye Shaofeng felt that he had a headache, and then he pressed his head tightly, and the air It seemed that everything had stopped, and time had stopped. Ye Shaofeng stood there, stopping the sound of his blood flowing and the slow beating of his heart. After a brief headache, he regained his composure, and then continued to disguise himself and walked out bathroom.
Tonight, he went to sleep with Chang Miaoke. When he opened the room and walked in, Chang Miaoke was sorting out some information. It was already twelve o'clock in the evening. Chang Miaoke was wearing a pair of glasses and leaning on the bedside. After all, She was placed on her thin white jade legs. Although she was wearing suspender gauze pajamas, she looked more like a professional woman.
Ye Shaofeng put the bath towel on the chair, and then leaned against the head of the bed. After the bed trembled for a while, Chang Miaoke realized that Ye Shaofeng had come in.
She glanced at Ye Shaofeng, with no expression in her eyes, and then quickly turned her head to the screen of her laptop. She was too busy, working during the day and approving documents at night. I am afraid that even the mayors of provincial capitals were not as busy as she was.
Although he was looking at the notebook, Chang Miaoke still asked with a smile: "Why do you come to see me tonight when you are free? You have never been upstairs in the past few days and you are sleeping lonely."
Ye Shaofeng had a late-night snack. He put his arm around Chang Miaoke and said, "The main purpose of today is to enjoy life with you." As he said that, Ye Shaofeng gently pressed one hand on Chang Miaoke's breasts, which were full of elasticity and soft. After pinching it lightly, Chang Miaoke felt that her whole body was numb.
Then she closed the notebook, turned over and looked at Ye Shaofeng, with a trace of longing and expectation in her ambiguous eyes.
"I miss you so much," Chang Miaoke said, riding on Ye Shaofeng...
After all the storm, Ye Shaofeng actually felt a little tired, not physically, but mentally. Men's desires will never fade away with time, but they will become weaker as their hearts become haggard. If desire is weak, the man will immediately lose the courage to fight.
Both of them rested for a while. After all, the half-hour fierce battle consumed too much of their energy. After the rest, Chang Miaoke went to take a bath. Ye Shaofeng made a pot of tea, strong tea, and drank it slowly.
When Chang Miaoke walked out of the bedroom bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around her body, like a hibiscus, she saw Ye Shaofeng drinking strong tea and said: "Shaofeng, how many times have I told you, why did you start drinking again at night?" Strong tea,”
Ye Shaofeng took a sip and did not rely on Chang Miaoke's words to answer, but asked: "Tonight, I have finished the main thing with you, now let's start the secondary thing."
Chang Miaoke leaned against the bed again, turned on the computer again, and started to read the file that she had not finished reading yet. She finished reading this file tonight and will send it out tomorrow for implementation.
She kept her eyes on the computer screen and asked, "What's the next best thing?" She said it very gently, as if a kindergarten teacher was talking to a three or four-year-old child.
Ye Shaofeng asked: "The compensation fees for the demolition were all paid by the financial people of Zonghai Group to the hands of the brigade secretaries of each village, right?"
"Yes, what's wrong? Why are you asking this all of a sudden? Did those nail dealers say something?" Chang Miaoke asked.
"When distributing the funds, there was something wrong in the middle link. However, I don't know whether it was the link on your side, the link on the village's side, or the link between us and the village." Ye Shaofeng said.
"What's wrong?" Chang Miaoke asked, realizing the seriousness of the matter and taking his eyes off the computer screen.
"We distributed the money truthfully, but after it reached the hands of the villagers, it was reduced by two thousand per square meter, two thousand per square meter, and one household. Although Xiangyang Village is a small village, there are only a few dozen households, but this Dozens of households have lost a lot of money. Where did the money go? Did it go into the pockets of the village brigade or our finance department? In other words, the village party secretary communicated secretly with the finance department and profited from it," said Ye Shaofeng. .
"You're saying that the reason why those nail households in Xiangyang Village didn't move out is because they get less money. Why are they the only ones who get less money?" Chang Miaoke asked.
"It's not that they are the only ones who get less money, but all the residents get less money. It's just that the other residents have recognized it, or they were just threatened, and then compromised, taking 3,000 yuan per square meter as compensation. They can survive, but they are almost the poorest households in the village before. Now, they are being driven out of the village without getting reasonable compensation. This is equivalent to pushing them into a dead end, so they would rather Even if I die, I won’t move away,” Ye Shaofeng said.
"Okay, I know where the problem lies. Tomorrow I will go to the company's finance and investigate them carefully,"
"I will go with you tomorrow. This is not a trivial matter and requires our public security agency to intervene in the investigation," Ye Shaofeng said...