Two days later, Ma Wanli walked into the city bureau. His steps were a bit hasty, and his big leather shoes were almost flying away. Just as he said to Chi Yuanchao, his ability to reach where he is today has to do with his sensitive political sense.
, that is inseparable.
Qin Hui is still a close friend of Nima, not to mention the head of a bureau. He has friends in the province. Although Zhou Mingsheng came back from Beijing and has not shown much face, he only made a surprise appearance at the regular meeting in the morning.
Just this bit of information made Ma Wanli feel deeply uneasy.
Things in the city are becoming more and more messy. Although the case is certain and Guan Yu is wanted, as long as no one is arrested, there is variability. Moreover, he has received news that people from the provincial department came last night.
I arrived, but I was not even allowed to receive by the municipal bureau. I heard that it was the municipal party committee that hosted me, and the person accompanying me turned out to be Ling Jianguo, who was already on the verge of collapse.
But early this morning, people from the provincial department arrived at the city bureau, and after talking to Guan Yu's major case team one by one, they informed themselves, what does this mean?
Marginalized!! With the help of the Municipal Bureau, what does it mean to be marginalized?
"Tap tap tap!!"
"Hello, hello, Director Li!" Ma Wanli had just walked into the city bureau building when a group of people walked past him in the hall. The leader was in his forties, with an epaulette of wheat ears and wearing a police uniform. Ma Wanli was stunned.
There was a pause, because behind this man was Deputy Director He. The two seemed to be laughing and talking to each other. He paused and immediately walked over to meet him, extending his arm from afar.
"Director Ma, hello!" Deputy Director Li smiled and stretched out his arm to shake Ma Wanli's hand.
"Director Li, you are here, why don't you go to the city bureau first? We are in the same system after all, so it is convenient to entertain you!!" Ma Wanli pretended to be like a mistress who was not pampered, and pretended to be full of resentment.
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"You don't know, the municipal party committee Lao Ling and I were classmates. As soon as I arrived here, he took me to his house. This morning, I just came here to learn about the case!" Director Li smiled and took out his arm, slowly
said.
Ma Wanli was stunned again, and then said with a smile: "The friendship between classmates! That's what we should know about the case? Let's go, I just have some information. Hey, if Guan Yu has such a bad problem, I, the director, have something to do with it."
I'm shirking responsibility. I'll write a report later and request punishment!"
"Haha, the horse racing bureau does not need to blame itself. The provincial department has also grasped some information and analyzed Guan Yu's case. There are some doubts that have not been confirmed yet. Don't rush to draw conclusions. Oh, by the way, the provincial department
It was decided at the meeting that the members of the task force will be appointed by the provincial department and the personnel will be kept confidential. The horse racing bureau should not think too much about it. After all, the criminals are extremely vicious. This is also for security reasons. Let me say something private. The horse racing bureau rarely has time to relax. After all, it involves your
Subordinates, you should avoid suspicion, right?" Director Li whispered to Ma Wanli, walked a few steps away, and said a few words with a small smile.
The smile on Ma Wanli's face did not change, but he was already worried. How could he avoid being suspected?? If he avoided it, he would become a suspect. If he didn't want to, he would use this trick.
Are you trying to punish others? A few days ago, JB bared his teeth and shamelessly talked to Deputy Director He about avoiding suspicion. **, is this irony?
"Haha, all of us police officers believe in the organization!" Ma Wanli said with a pious look.
"Snapped!"
"Those who are clean will be clean. Don't think too much, old Ma. I'm going out for a while!" After speaking, Director Li patted Ma Wanli on the shoulder, turned around and followed a few people behind him, including Deputy Director He.
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Ma Wanli turned around, his face darkened, and he walked straight upstairs to the office. He walked around the room uneasily for a few times, saw the phone on the table, picked it up, put it down again, and finally took out the phone.
He took out his cell phone and dialed the number.
"Hey, Vice Mayor Guo!" Ma Wanli stood at the window and said into the phone.
The other end of the phone was silent for a while and asked: "Is someone from the provincial department here??"
"Well, we're here!" Ma Wanli nodded with difficulty.
"Old Ma, I originally wanted you to point out this matter and show your face, but I didn't expect you to show your butt!!"
"Mayor, I...!!"
"Wiping the underworld's butt, what you did was stupid!" Vice Mayor Guo spoke very directly and had lost interest in euphemism.
"...!" Ma Wanli opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but fell silent again.
"How many years have you been working?" Vice Mayor Guo asked abruptly.
"Next year, it will be 30 years...!" A hint of bitterness appeared in the corner of Ma Wanli's mouth.
"It's time to take a rest!" Vice Mayor Guo sighed and said slowly.
After saying these four words, each word pierced Ma Wanli's heart. After hearing this, he instinctively stepped back and leaned on the sofa tiredly. For a moment, he seemed much older...
"Keep your status as a deputy to the Municipal People's Congress... Retire early... There's only so much I can do. Leave the matter to the people under you, so let's end it... Talk to Chi Yuanchao later. If you have any problems, it's better to go ahead.
If you respond well to the organization, or you won’t be very passive, then let’s do this!” Vice Mayor Guo hung up the phone immediately after saying this.
"Dudu...!"
The phone buzzed for a while, and Ma Wanli took the phone and muttered: "Deputies to the National People's Congress, fuck it to the end...!"
Ma Wanli's eyes were cloudy and his lips were chapped. He looked carefully at his office, and his eyes suddenly stopped at a calligraphy and painting on the wall behind the swivel chair.
Enforce the law impartially!!
"It's been here every day...for ten years, right?...Who has really looked at you seriously...!" Ma Wanli looked at the calligraphy and painting blankly and murmured.
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Two hours later, Chi Yuanchao, who was sitting in the office of the Construction Bureau, finished talking to Ma Wanli on the phone. He smoothed his hair in a dull manner. The cigarette in his hand burned his fingers, which made him look straight and suddenly became excited.
I put out the cigarette butt, covered my face with both hands, rubbed it vigorously, and opened my eyes tiredly. There was no reluctance, no fear, no regret on my expression, only deep helplessness.
In this matter, he could not stay out of it from the beginning, and all he made was a carefully considered decision. Now, he had expected this result, and even felt deeply uneasy when he made the decision, but everything
He was unable to resist everything...
He picked up the phone, thought about it and dialed the number, then said in a soft tone: "What are you doing?"
"Why did you remember to call me?" My wife, who was walking and carrying a basket of vegetables, asked in confusion.
"Haha, it's okay. It's getting cold. Wear two more clothes when you go out!" Chi Yuanchao said to the phone with a smile.
"Did you take the wrong medicine? Or were you promoted? You have been working for so many years, but it seems that you have never called me during work!?" My wife became even more confused.
"I'm a little tired today, so I just wanted to chat with you for a while!"
"I don't have time to chat with you. Xiao Wenwen may be here later. I have to make croquettes for my grandson. You can stay here! Don't use the office phone to call. It won't have a good impact. Hang up." My wife wrinkled.
A smile appeared on his face and he hung up the phone.
Chi Yuanchao looked at the phone with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, then paused and dialed Zhu Haolong's number.
"dad?"
"Well, Xiaolong, how are you preparing for what I asked you to prepare?" Chi Yuanchao asked, tapping his fingers.
On the other side, Zhu Haolong, who was standing in the small courtyard, heard this sentence, his head suddenly buzzed, his body couldn't help shaking, and he asked in disbelief: "So fast???"