"Zuo Leng, the reporter who met Fang Zhicheng before." Jiao Zhengcai said anxiously, "He has been in Sanyuanqiao City Village for half a month. He is a very experienced reporter who lurks among the citizens.
We collected a lot of materials. If he hadn't visited Sanyuanqiao Community a few days ago and exposed some flaws, we would have never discovered him."
Mo Jin slapped the table hard and said in an angry tone: "I have known for a long time that this Fang Zhicheng is not a good person, but I didn't expect that he would be so insidious, using reporters to check our background. What is his ultimate purpose? Is it really true?
Do you want the family scandals in Xiaguang District to be exposed to the media?"
Jiao Zhengcai said with a complex expression: "I think the possibility of exposure is very small. It is more likely that he wants to use reporters to collect materials against us and use it as a handle to blackmail us."
Mo Jin nodded and said, "Where is that reporter now?"
Jiao Zhengcai said in a deep voice: "He has been controlled. We are arranging for people to ask him what exactly he has investigated, but this guy is the most stubborn and can't find out anything at all."
Mo Jin stood up, walked around a few times, and said, "Does this guy want some property? Aren't all reporters like this nowadays? Using the excuse of reporting negative news is actually just to beat the wind. You let him
Make a price, and as long as it's reasonable, I'll agree to it."
Jiao Zhengcai shook his head and sighed: "This Zuo Leng is different from other reporters. He has a very unique personality. I'm afraid he can't be bought with money."
Mo Jin said in a deep voice: "Then what should we do? We can't keep him locked up forever, right? Since Fang Zhicheng has contact with him, once he knows that he is missing, he will definitely doubt us."
Jiao Zhengcai said slowly: "Now we are in a dilemma. If we let him go, I'm afraid he will contact the media immediately and expose the problems of urban village reconstruction. But if we don't let him go, the consequences will be even greater."
Mo Jin frowned for a long time and said: "Let's feed him some good food and drinks. I'll go see the old district chief. Now he is the only one who has the energy to help us get out of the quagmire."
Jiao Zhengcai approached Ma Zhendong last time, but was rejected by Ma Zhendong. If Mo Jin came forward, he would be more confident than himself. After all, Mo Jin was the successor appointed by Ma Zhendong.
Half an hour later, Mo Jin came to Ma Zhendong's home. Because he had called to get angry in advance, Ma Zhendong was already waiting in the study. After Mo Jin walked in, Ma Zhendong put down the book in his hand and whispered: "Drink some tea first.
Moisten your throat.”
This is Ma Zhendong's style. When encountering any problem, he is calm and generous.
Mo Jin took a sip of tea and said: "Old district chief, you must have heard clearly the cause and effect of this matter. Now we don't know what to do, so I hope you can help us solve the problem."
Ma Zhendong waved his hand and said: "I have already retreated to the second line. How can I still take care of your difficulties?"
Mo Jin smiled bitterly and said: "If you don't help us, Xiaguang District will probably be controlled by a foreigner. You were in charge of the transformation of urban villages at the time, and you must be very familiar with the situation there. In order to promote the project,
, During the demolition and resettlement process, we did use some unspeakable means. If it is exposed, I am afraid that a group of people will be affected."
Ma Zhendong raised his eyebrows. He was a little dissatisfied with Mo Jin's tone. Mo Jin's words had two meanings. First, he had promoted the urban village reconstruction project and he had nothing to do with it. Second, if he had
If he does not come forward to coordinate and solve the problem, a large number of his former subordinates will be implicated. Even if he retreats to the second line now, I am afraid he will not be able to escape his responsibility.
Of course, Mo Jin's way of speaking is more tactful. Ma Zhendong is his old leader, so he still needs to show proper respect in person.
Ma Zhendong said in a deep voice: "Does Deng Shaoqun know about this?"
Mo Jin shook his head and said: "Secretary Deng has rarely interfered in government affairs in recent times. My analysis shows that his attitude is probably to sit on the sidelines and watch the fight between tigers and tigers."
Ma Zhendong tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest of the mahogany chair and said, "Xiao Mo, you did two things wrong in this matter. Firstly, you should not have put journalists under house arrest. Secondly, you should have taken the initiative to communicate with Shaoqun."
Let’s communicate, comrade.”
Mo Jin thought about it for a while, especially the second question. He was indeed a little careless. Deng Shaoqun was the top leader in Xiaguang District. He should not be kept out of this matter. Now it became a struggle between himself and Fang Zhicheng.
Mo Jin sighed and said, "How about I talk to Secretary Deng now?"
Ma Zhendong waved his hand and said: "Now that the matter is here, if Deng Shaoqun is involved, it will only make the problem more complicated and confusing. If he is on Fang Zhicheng's side, what should we do?"
Mo Jin smiled bitterly and said, "Secretary Deng won't do that, right? After all, this is a major event that will affect the image of Xiaguang District."
Ma Zhendong sneered: "More than anyone else, he hopes that there will be a big earthquake in Xiaguang District, so that departments at all levels will be reshuffled from top to bottom."
During the period when Deng Shaoqun and Ma Zhendong were working together, even though they got along well on the surface and got along very harmoniously, how could Ma Zhendong not know that Deng Shaoqun had already had the idea of significant adjustments to the officialdom of Xiaguang. The arrival of Fang Zhicheng had a profound impact on Deng Shaoqun.
For him, it was an opportunity. He did not need to come forward to let the new district chief carry out a general purge, and then use party affairs convenience to bury his own pieces in important positions.
What Ma Zhendong is really afraid of is Deng Shaoqun. After all, Fang Zhicheng is just a new official. Even though he has strong confidence in the provincial party committee, this is Hanzhou after all, a place he is very familiar with.
As for journalists reporting inside stories, Ma Zhendong is not unfamiliar with it. He has a meticulous public relations strategy for crisis response, which can be nipped in the bud by just starting it.
What Ma Zhendong is now worried about is that Deng Shaoqun has a back-up plan. Once he launches his response strategy, Deng Shaoqun will use his connections to catch him off guard.
Ma Zhendong has retreated to the second line and does not want to interfere in the official struggle of Xiaguang. However, in this situation, he has nothing to do. After all, if the matter becomes a big deal, even if he can escape unscathed, Mo Jin and a group of himself
My old subordinates may be in trouble.
People are in the arena and cannot help themselves. How can it be so easy for Ma Zhendong to wash his hands in a golden basin?
Mo Jin was relieved when he saw that Ma Zhendong was willing to come forward. With Ma Zhendong's qualifications, it was not easy to deal with such a difficult problem. He then talked about the issue of the industrial park at the meeting today. Ma Zhendong listened.
After reading the whole story, there was a hint of worry on his face, and he said in a low voice: "This Fang Zhicheng is not simple. He was able to hide his behavior without revealing traces before. The depth of the city is worth worrying about. If a person explodes after being silent for a long time,
Power is very scary, and you should also pay attention to the issue of the industrial park. I suspect he has a back-up plan."
Mo Jin had a look of helplessness on his face and said, "Actually, we have been paying attention to him for a long time, but we didn't find any clues."
Ma Zhendong waved his hand and said: "People's whereabouts can be monitored, but the human brain cannot track them."
Mo Jin nodded and said: "The key thing is that we have no way of knowing what Fang Zhicheng's next move will be?"
Ma Zhendong pondered for a moment and said: "That reporter is an important clue. If we know what agreement he reached with Fang Zhicheng, we will know what Fang Zhicheng should do."
Mo Jin said in embarrassment: "But that reporter is so tight-lipped that he can't know anything at all?"
Ma Zhendong's eyes showed a deep look and said: "Every human being will have weaknesses in his heart. As long as you find the weakness in his heart, you can break through his defenses."
Mo Jin nodded and said, "I understand. I will arrange for someone to continue questioning the reporter to see what he wants."
Ma Zhendong reminded: "Those who handle affairs must be reliable and safe, and must learn to protect themselves."
The solemn look on Mo Jin's face softened a little and he said: "Old district chief, don't worry, they are all a group of trustworthy people."
After Mo Jin left, Ma Zhendong stood at the window and watched for a while. He had been in the officialdom for nearly forty years, and every step he took was extremely bumpy. After retreating to the second line, he felt like giving up everything and returning to an ordinary life.
I was impulsive, but things went against my expectations. After the game in the officialdom, I still found myself.
"Lao Ma, my daughter and son-in-law will come back for dinner tomorrow. You can buy some food in advance tonight. Let's prepare early. We are afraid that we will be too busy tomorrow." My wife Huang Meiying reminded that when a woman reaches age, her mouth will become broken. A few days ago, she
Just kept mumbling.
Ma Zhendong waved his hand and said a little impatiently: "When I didn't retreat before, I never saw you assign me like this."
Huang Meiying said: "People should obey their old age. When they get old, they should not put on official airs at home."
A wry smile appeared on Ma Zhendong's face, "I'm going to rub salt in the wound again, okay, I'll go buy groceries right now, and I'll give you a hand when I get back."
Huang Meiying smiled with satisfaction and said: "That's decent. Xiao Mo, Xiao Jiao and those people often come to see you. I don't object, but I think you still have to correct your mentality. Now that you have retired, you will involve less in their affairs...
"
"I know, it's really nagging!" Ma Zhendong waved his hand and said with a helpless smile.
In the past, his wife would not talk to him like this. When he was at work, others acted as his leader. When he returned home, Huang Meiying also treated her with respect. Now, his wife would bicker with him every day. This feeling did not make Ma Zhendong feel uncomfortable.
Instead, there is a sense of tranquility and ease.
Before going out, Ma Zhendong called Xia Lanshan, secretary of the municipal party committee, and expressed his concerns skillfully and euphemistically. As he guessed, Xia Lanshan would never allow an earthquake to occur in the place where he was in power. He personally called the Propaganda Department of the provincial party committee.
Telephone, as the competent department of "Huainan Daily", once an order is issued, Zuo Leng's report will naturally be dusted and will not see the light of day.