Zhang Wei walked into the private room alone. There was a young man who was about the same age as Zhang Wei sitting in the room. Judging from the clothes, he did not look like a person with a high social status. He didn't even have time to change into the suit he wore for work.
"Haha, have you been waiting for a long time?" Zhang Wei asked with a smile.
"I didn't wait long, I just came in! When did you come back?" The young man stood up, hugged Zhang Wei familiarly, and asked.
"I just came back, let's sit down and chat!" Zhang Wei took out a cigarette from his pocket and asked the young man to sit down.
"I didn't quite understand what you told me on the phone last time. Please tell me more!" The young man took a puff of cigarette, took the mixed wine, poured two glasses, and asked casually.
"Well, this matter is easy or not, difficult or not. We have known each other since childhood. We have been in this relationship for so many years. No one can trick you. I will tell you the stakes. You think about it carefully!" Zhang Wei picked up the wine glass.
, said to the young man: "Come, I respect you!"
"Haha, fuck, you better talk about it first!" Although the young man said this, he still picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Zhang Wei, and drank it all in one gulp.
"That's it...!" Zhang Wei organized his words, then looked at the young man and began to talk in a low voice.
...
In sp city, the original wife of the Hong Tao family, Lao Song from the former h city, has been transferred to sp to serve as the municipal party committee secretary. This is the last term, and he will retire after work.
Although Lao Song is a bit older, his work ability is still very efficient. He has not been in good health in recent years and does not dare to stay up late. After finishing the work during the day, he pushes everything he can at night.
In the evening, in the city hotel, Lao Song drank sticky porridge, ate steamed buns and pickles, and watched the news broadcast.
"Beep bell bell!"
The landline phone on the table rang, Lao Song frowned, put down his chopsticks and picked it up.
"What's the matter, so late?" Lao Song asked.
"Beijing Public Security Department, Li Hongcai's phone number, do you think it has been forwarded?" the secretary asked softly.
"...Okay!" Lao Song was silent for a moment, then agreed while holding the phone.
"Hey, Lao Song!" Li Hongcai's voice sounded after a few seconds.
"Haha, hello, Lao Li!" Lao Song lowered the volume of the TV and said hello.
"What about doing homework to improve your thinking?" Lao Li asked jokingly.
"Haha, no, I am working for the progress of socialism to fill my stomach!" Lao Song suddenly laughed.
"How would you feel if you changed the environment?!"
"Haha, what can I do? Eight-character policy, correct attitude, and take care of yourself in peace of mind!" Secretary Song said calmly.
"Are you feeling a little emotional?" Lao Li asked tentatively.
"It's said that you have a correct attitude. Where is the emotion? If you don't go to Chongqing, why would you be dissatisfied!" Lao Song replied lightly.
"Yeah, that's right!" Lao Li was silent for a moment and then replied.
"You were a bit caught off guard with this call, haha!"
Old Song scratched his eyebrows and said slowly.
"There's something really wrong!" Lao Li said.
"you say!"
"The ministry has set up a task force! I was originally involved, but there was a meeting today and I found an excuse to withdraw!" Lao Li nodded tactfully.
"...Did you name him?" Old Song was startled for a moment, his face changed, and he opened his mouth to ask.
"That's not true, but it's quite powerful!!"
"What's the attitude of the department?" Lao Song asked, taking out the medicine box from under the coffee table and rubbing his thighs with his palms.
“The provincial level is a hurdle!”
"...Thank you...!" Lao Song immediately leaned on the back of the sofa, remained silent for a long time, and said.
"Well, I can only make this call once. I won't move around the task force again!" Lao Li warned.
"I see!"
"Be prepared early!"
"Understood!"
After saying that, the two hung up the phone, Lao Song leaned on the sofa, slowly opened a medicine bottle, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it with saliva.
Lao Song has already understood Li Hongcai's call today. The Ministry of Public Security has set up a task force with a very serious attitude and wants to investigate some things in depth.
Why did you call yourself? What was the subject of your investigation? Why did Li Hongcai join the task force and then withdraw from it? What was the problem?
These questions only briefly passed through Lao Song's mind, and he already had the answer. His first wife was being targeted, and a group of people from above were going to attack him. Li Hongcai couldn't do it, so he simply ignored it.
I have just been promoted and demoted secretly!
The provincial level is another hurdle!
Where is the way out?
Thinking of this, Lao Song called the middle-aged man in the nursing home.
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h city, stupid slowly shake.
Zhang Wei and the young man were drinking foreign wine and chatting quietly in the private room. Forty minutes passed quickly. The two of them had finished talking and were ready to leave.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the door was violently pushed open, and Li Ying rushed in, covering her head that was bleeding profusely, her upper body covered in bright red.
"Whoa!"
Zhang Wei looked up and was stunned. He stood up and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Your brother...your brother got into a fight with someone!" Li Ying said breathlessly without much fear on her face.
"A fight started? How did you deal with it?" Zhang Wei was stunned for a long time and asked.
"Oh, stop talking. I stood in the middle and stopped me. Someone hit me with a bottle!" Li Ying waved her little hand, dragged Zhang Wei and ran out.
The young man looked at the two people going out, paused for a moment, and did not follow him out. Instead, he sent a text message to Zhang Wei: "I'm leaving first, please call!"
...
At the door of Slow Shake Bar, Xiaowen and a few friends, who were covered in beer foam and blood like gourds of blood, were gathering together and talking about something.
"What's going on???" Zhang Wei and Li Ying ran out, frowning and asking several people.
"...Let's get into sex with someone!" A beer bottle cut a gash behind Xiao Wen's ear, and his skin was turned outwards. It looked quite scary.
"Why?" Zhang Wei raised his head and asked.
"Yinzi, I was "selling ice" in the toilet just now. A boy came over and insisted on buying some. Yinzi still had some, so he sold it to him. Who knew that this idiot JB had too much rock sugar, and when he smoked it, it tasted wrong and had no energy at all.
I'm so anxious!! There are more than ten people shouting, come down and give us a beating!" Xiao Wen said through gritted teeth while wiping the blood.
"Damn! It's easy to beat you to death!!" Zhang Wei stood there, trembling with anger, cursed briefly, and was about to take Li Ying to the hospital first, without caring about the others.
"What's going on, Xiaowen? Do you want to do it? If not, I'll find someone to punish him?" Yinzi raised his head and asked Xiaowen.
"Fuck you, I find you are really fucking stupid!! In this business, you don't know who can be cheated and who can't be cheated? Do you know who he is? His name is Yao Zhuo, from the Criminal Police Team! You
Why do you do this to others? He didn't get you in because of selling ice, even if he drank too much!! You want to punish him, are you crazy?" Xiaowen looked at Yinzi irritably and cursed,
Then he pointed at him and said: "Hurry up and call to collect some money! My fucking head is still bleeding!"
"tread...!"
At this moment, Zhang Wei suddenly stopped, turned to Xiaowen and asked, "What did you say his name was?"
"Yinzi!" Xiaowen replied angrily.
"What's the name of the one who beats you?" Zhang Wei asked again with his eyes wide open.
"Yao Zhuo, what happened?"
"Fuck!" Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and cursed, let go of Li Ying's hand, and without saying a word, turned around and ran towards the hall door again and walked in.