"Secretary Liu, thank you for your appreciation and trust in me. I will express my attitude to you now. No matter whether I can become a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Committee in the end, I will never forget your support for me in my life.
"Lu Haifeng said swornly.
"I'm very pleased that you can say this." Liu Yuncai smiled and nodded: "I still say the same thing: Even if Mayor Li doesn't support you, I will do my best to help you fight for it! As long as there is a glimmer of hope,
Hope, I won’t give up!”
Lu Haifeng was really moved. Liu Yuncai was so kind to him. He didn't hesitate to go against Li Yongchang for him. This friendship is too heavy! As the saying goes, one can tell one's power through a long journey, and one can see people's hearts with time.
Only then can you tell who is treating you well! Through the competition for the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, Lu Haifeng can see clearly that Liu Yun is the one who treats him best. As for Li Yongchang... he treats him well on the surface, but in fact
In his heart, he didn't take him seriously at all! Lu Haifeng secretly swore in his heart: As long as Liu Yun can help him become a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Committee, Lu Haifeng will follow Liu Yuncai wholeheartedly. From now on, the relationship between him and Li Yongchang will be the same.
There is no longer any connection between them.
He stayed until noon before Lu Haifeng got up and left. Before leaving, Lu Haifeng wanted to invite Liu Yuncai to dinner, but Liu Yuncai politely declined.
After coming out of Liu Yuncai's office, Lu Haifeng kept sighing: "Good people, good people, Secretary Liu is such a good person." At this point, Lu Haifeng's face darkened: "Li Yongchang, I am so loyal to you in vain.
But you treat me like this! Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!" Under Liu Yuncai's arrangement, Lu Haifeng became more and more resentful towards Li Yongchang.
…
dark night.
The moon hangs high, and the stars in the sky are shining with dazzling light. Old people often say that as long as there are enough stars at night, it will be a sunny day tomorrow. There are many stars tonight, and it is estimated that tomorrow will be a clear day.
In a private room of a hotel.
Ma Xiaoyao and Liu Yuncai sat around the dining table, drinking wine and chatting. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Xiao Ma, your plan has been basically successful, let's just wait and see the show." Liu Yuncai chuckled.
"I didn't expect things to go so smoothly." Ma Xiaoyao said with a smile: "I originally thought Qin Mingyue and Lu Haifeng would not be fooled so easily, but it turns out that I overestimated them."
Liu Yuncai nodded: "Xiao Ma, you have taught me a lot. It turns out that I can deal with enemies like this... I really admire you." At this point, Liu Yuncai sighed: "I can't do it anymore.
The world in the future will belong to you young people, and people like me who are about to retire don’t have much room to develop."
"You are not old!" Ma Xiaoyao shook his head: "You look like you are in your early forties."
"Early forties?" Liu Yuncai chuckled: "I will never be in my early forties again in this life... Sigh... Time flies so fast. I'm almost sixty years old in the blink of an eye. It's true.
Time flies, and people are unpredictable."
After eating and drinking, Ma Xiaoyao and Liu Yuncai left the hotel and drove away in their own cars.
The night in Lanhai City is very beautiful. Looking around, there are lights and feasting everywhere. In this bright and charming city, there are countless people who are reveling in life and enjoying an extremely unrestrained life.
Whether in ancient times or in modern times, people are divided into levels. People who stand at the top of the pyramid often live an extremely unrestrained life. A casual meal is several years' salary for ordinary people, and they can go out to play casually.
At a glance, the money spent is the lifetime income of ordinary people. This is the gap, the gap between people.
Ma Xiaoyao leaned on the car seat, stretched out his hand and gently pressed his stomach: "I don't know what's going on, but my stomach suddenly hurts."
"Have an appetite? Let me take you to the hospital for a checkup!" Lei Dazhuang, who was driving, said with concern.
"No, just drink a cup of hot water when you get home." Ma Xiaoyao shook his head.
"Is there really no need to go to the hospital?" Lei Dazhuang glanced at Ma Xiaoyao through the endoscope: "Your face is very pale?"
"I'm fine! Don't worry." Ma Xiaoyao said with a smile: "Maybe I drank too much beer just now, so my appetite was a little bloated, and I'll be fine after a while."
"There is a pharmacy in front, how about I buy you some medicine?" Before Ma Xiaoyao could agree, Lei Dazhuang slowly stopped the car: "Brother Ma, please wait in the car for a while, I will be back soon.
"While he was talking, Lei Dazhuang opened the car door, jumped out, and walked quickly towards the drugstore diagonally opposite.
Ma Xiaoyao moved, found a more comfortable position to lean on the car seat, and then quietly waited for Lei Dazhuang to come back.
"Smelly bitch! What are you taking pictures of!" Suddenly there was an angry shout from outside the car, and "Bang!" followed by another loud noise.
Ma Xiaoyao turned his head and looked out through the car window. He saw a group of men and women gathered at the intersection opposite. One of them, a young man with dyed red hair, was pulling a woman wearing an orange top and kept licking her lips.
Swearing dirty words.
"Eh? Isn't that... Tang Meiyu?" Ma Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. The woman pulled by the red-haired young man was clearly Tang Meiyu! Yes, it was definitely Tang Meiyu! Since it was an old friend who was bullied, how could Ma Xiaoyao
Can you sit back and ignore it? He opened the car door and got out, then raised his feet and walked towards the crowd.
"Smelly bitch, do you think you are great because you are a reporter? I tell you! In my eyes, you are worse than shit!" The red-haired young man raised his hand and slapped Tang Meiyu in the face, and then pushed Tang Meiyu hard.
"Kick, kick, kick..." After taking several steps back, her body shook a few times and was about to fall. At this moment, a pair of strong hands stretched out from behind and directly supported Tang Meiyu's shaky body.
Tang Meiyu turned around and looked, and was stunned: "Ma Xiaoyao..." The person holding her up was none other than Ma Xiaoyao, whom she thought about day and night.
"Are you okay?" Ma Xiaoyao asked with concern.
Tang Meiyu shook her head: "I...I'm fine..." At this point, Tang Meiyu's eyes suddenly became moist. For some reason, Tang Meiyu wanted to cry at this moment, and wanted to throw herself into Ma Xiaoyao's arms and cry bitterly, but
Tang Meiyu finally held back, biting her lower lip tightly and holding back her tears.
"Damn! Where did you come from, that brat who dared to meddle in my business!" The red-haired young man pointed at Ma Xiaoyao's nose and yelled, "You brat, get out of here before I get angry, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!
"
"Ha! What a loud tone!" Ma Xiaoyao sneered. He looked up and down at the red-haired young man. The clothes and shoes he wore were all famous brands. There was a luxury sports car parked behind the red-haired young man.
It seemed that this sports car belonged to the red-haired young man. Looking at his clothes and the luxurious sports car, Ma Xiaoyao had a preliminary understanding of the identity of the red-haired young man in front of him.
This is a typical rich second generation! Eighty percent of them are a rich second generation! Relying on their own money... Oh, no, it should be because their father and mother are rich and powerful, so they dare to do mischief outside.
Arrogant and domineering.
"Looking at you, you should be less than twenty years old." Ma Xiaoyao said calmly.
"You don't care how old I am!" the red-haired young man shouted angrily: "You brat, I'll count to three. If you don't get out, I won't be polite! One, two...three..." The red-haired young man finished counting to three.
When they saw Ma Xiaoyao still standing there without moving, they immediately became angry: "Damn it! I think you are tired of living!" As soon as he spoke, the red-haired young man raised his feet and rushed towards Ma Xiaoyao,
When he was still half a meter away from Ma Xiaoyao, the red-haired young man raised his fist...
"Snapped!"
A big dark hand stretched out from the side and directly grasped the fist of the red-haired young man. The owner of this big hand was none other than Lei Dazhuang. As soon as Lei Dazhuang came out of the drugstore, he saw someone about to attack Ma Xiaoyao.
, Lei Dazhuang immediately rushed over, stretched out his hand and grasped the red-haired young man's fist.
"Damn it! Another black charcoal head came out of nowhere... ah... oh my mother... it hurts me to death..." The red-haired young man yelled miserably just as he was halfway through the curse.
Lei Dazhuang slowly exerted force with his five fingers, clenching the little fist of the red-haired young man and making a "crunch, crunch..." sound.
"It hurts me to death... It really hurts me to death..." The red-haired young man struggled desperately and slapped Lei Dazhuang desperately, but Lei Dazhuang's hand was like a pair of iron pliers, clamping him firmly.
No matter how hard the red-haired young man struggled, he could not get rid of Lei Dazhuang's big hand like a cattail leaf fan.
"Let go of Mr. Ding!" Several young men shouted and rushed towards Lei Dazhuang. As the saying goes, if you rush fast, you can retreat quickly. These young men had just arrived in front of Lei Dazhuang, and before they could wait,
When he made a move, Lei Dazhuang kicked him out one by one.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"Bang bang bang..."
After several somersaults in the air, several young men fell heavily to the ground. Each one of them was bruised and swollen, and screamed in agony. In fact, Lei Dazhuang was already lenient. He only used three points of strength just now. If he used ten percent of strength,
These young men were probably kicked to death long ago.
"Plop!"
The red-haired young man knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy: "Brother, brother, I was wrong, please let me go, I really know I was wrong...Brother, you are my brother...I beg
Please, please let me go...Oh, it hurts me to death, it hurts me to death..."
A trace of disgust flashed across Lei Dazhuang's face, and he curled his lips disdainfully: "I thought you were so tough? It turns out that's all you have!"
"Brother, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please be kind and let me go... Ouch... don't squeeze it so hard, my hand is almost broken... Brother..." Hong
