Zhang Sen couldn't help it anymore. He felt that he should do something. He couldn't keep waiting like this. People always have to be impulsive several times in their life.
After a period of contact, he felt nothing when they were together. Only when something happened to Han Jiao did he realize that he had fallen in love with this girl who had suffered so much. And since he returned, the Northeast has become a battlefield that reflects his hard work, time and time again.
Unlucky events happened all around me. Fortunately, my own hardship reflected my brother's good luck, and he did not become an aircraft carrier in complete hardship.
He was bored and didn't want others to see his vulnerability. Zhang Sen always endured it, but found that the more he endured, the more he couldn't bear it, and the more suppressed anger he had.
Weiyu Driving School has received warnings from all sides. As long as Zhang Sen does not harass Han Jiao, everyone will be fine. Otherwise, don't be rude.
Han Jiao was locked up at home. She was not allowed to go out or use communication equipment. There was no computer or phone in the room. Zhang Sen could not contact Han Jiao at all. He only received a phone call that Han Jiao secretly borrowed from the nanny one night.
When the phone call came, Han Jiao only said one sentence. Zhang Sen's heart melted and he fell hopelessly in love with this woman.
"Take me away, find a small city, and live our own life, even if we are poor."
So, Zhang Sen came, changed into black casual clothes, tidied his hair, and walked slowly on the streets of Chuncheng toward the provincial party committee compound where Han Jiao lived. In order to increase his influence, Zhang Sen also deliberately
He called Deputy Secretary Han's office and told his secretary his purpose.
The news was transmitted quickly. Cheng Xiaoyu quickly got the news and rushed over. He stopped Zhang Sen in front of the Provincial Party Committee compound. You can't do things by hitting an egg with a stone. There are some things that you can adhere to the principle of not being humble or arrogant and not bowing down. But there are some things that you must choose well.
way to deal with it.
"You want to stop me?" Zhang Sen's behavior was not the product of impulse, but what he believed to be the most ideal and direct way to meet Han Jiao as quickly as possible and get enough time to meet and be alone together.
You, Deputy Secretary Han, are the number three person in the province, but you can't imprison other people's personal freedom. As long as he meets Han Jiao, Zhang Sen doesn't want to stay in this city for a moment. He goes to the south, to the northwest, to foreign countries, wherever he goes.
It will be all right.
A profession that is supposed to be ruthless and ungrateful often breeds desperate sentiments for true love. The principle that things must be reversed when they are extreme can be seen everywhere.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked calmly at the guards standing guard in the distance, and at Deputy Secretary Han Han Dingjun's secretary who was already waiting at the door. He calmed down his excitement, lit a cigarette, stood in the wind, and said calmly: "I won't stop you.
You, I'll go in with you."
Zhang Sen was stunned for a moment and then understood.
"Why bother, I don't need you to lose everything to help me."
Cheng Xiaoyu took a long puff of cigarette, patted his shoulder and opened the car door: "Get in the car."
Zhang Sen shook his head: "I don't need charity."
Cheng Xiaoyu glared at him: "Just you, what comes out from my fingers is enough for you."
There was a time when Zhang Sen was most willing to say something to show off to Cheng Xiaoyu.
Zhang Sen got in the car with a smile on his face. Between brothers, some things can be said too much, but when doing things, they always think about each other.
Soon, Han Dingjun received a call, and a car with certain passes entered the provincial party committee compound. Secretary Sheng had applied for the passes for his relatives.
Han Dingjun, fifty-eight years old, has two years left before he will retire from the position of Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee in charge of the Party and the Masses. For such veteran cadres, the central government will basically not transfer them. He will only enter the National People's Congress and the CPPCC when he reaches the age.
The first and second leaders in the province also respect him very much. For example, the last time Han Dingjun opened his mouth, the two bosses chose to acquiesce. This is how Sheng Huaiyuan managed to seize the opportunity.
A very imposing old man, one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, with a strong build and clear white hair at the temples. He is a cadre who has come up from the political and legal fronts. He exudes a fierce aura throughout his life.
It is worthy of praise. He has done a lot of practical things for the common people, but he made a decision that made everyone criticize him as crazy when it came to the marriage of his daughter Han Jiao. He compromised his daughter's happiness for the sake of his official position and gained the title of city official.
An opportunity to step into the provincial level.
He has served as deputy secretary for almost two terms. He is a cadre born and raised in J Province. He has disciples in various cities and counties in the province. He can be regarded as a representative of local dividend distribution in J Province. He is almost reaching his age and actively cooperates with the secretary and
Governor, he is on duty for the last time. The central government also has a very good impression of him. It is said that this old man will probably not resign in the province, but will go to the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference to exert his residual enthusiasm. Who sways left and right?
I don't dare to take a peek at the position of Deputy Secretary Han, Vice Chairman of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, which is not a sinecure.
He is such a deputy secretary who does not seem to be strong but is actually very tough at heart. Is Sheng Huaiyuan crazy? People outside are thinking so. When Deputy Secretary Han is burning with anger, is Sheng Huaiyuan crazy and insists on getting involved?
More and more people are going to the theater. Who would want to miss a good show? To challenge Deputy Secretary Han’s prestige in public. Are today’s young people really crazy? This is the idea of the pro-Korean faction.
It invisibly slapped Han Dingjun's face. No matter who wins or loses, this matter is a scandal. Did the Han family protect their daughter's happiness this time? The thoughts of the Far Korean Faction.
There will be something interesting to watch this time. Will the two big guys in the same camp turn against each other? The centrists will watch it indifferently, haha.
"Go home." Han Dingjun stood up from behind his desk. He was very calm after controlling his anger. He believed in Sheng Huaiyuan's political foresight. What new ideas did he have for this scandalous incident?
Ten minutes later, Cheng Xiaoyu accompanied Zhang Sen and sat across from Han Dingjun. On chairs in the restaurant not far away, sat Han Jiao's mother, brother and sister-in-law. The whole province was watching the Han family's jokes. These few people were sitting in front of them.
Naturally, he would not be ashamed of Cheng Xiaoyu, and Zhang Sen was almost kicked out of the Han family by Han Jiao's lazy, playboy-like brother.
At this moment, Han Jiao was still locked in the room, but she had learned about the situation downstairs from the nanny who went upstairs with Han Dingjun's acquiescence. She wanted to cry, make a fuss, and shout, but finally chose silence. She was already in ruins.
Kong's heart didn't want to suffer an incurable blow again.
"Three sentences, I only give you a chance to say three sentences. If you can't give me a convincing reason, you will appear outside the compound. Now that things have happened, I, Han Dingjun, have no face." Han Dingjun made a bold move.
He is sitting on the sofa, and he is sitting alone on the four-seat sofa, which makes you feel that it is unnecessary for another person to sit on the sofa.
"Don't you want to give your daughter happiness? I can give her happiness." Zhang Sen couldn't wait to say the words he had been gestating for a long time.
"One sentence." Han Dingjun's face was expressionless, and it was difficult to impress a deputy ministerial cadre who had always been in a high position with his false words.
"Do you, Secretary Han, want to control your daughter for the rest of your life? It has been proven that the choice you made for her was wrong. Do you want to continue? Why don't you give her a chance to make her own choice?"
"Two sentences." The corners of Han Dingjun's eyes twitched and he controlled the anger in his heart.
At this moment, in the office of the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Fengtian Province, Pei Yuejin put his hands on his temples, rubbed them gently, and pushed away an activity he was supposed to participate in. He was not in working mode, and the secretary refilled the dry tea cup.
Shang Shui, he didn't know what made Secretary Pei put down all the work at hand, as if he was waiting for some call.
In the office of the Spring City Party Committee Secretary, Sheng Huaiyuan stood at the window, looking at the green buds sprouting sporadically on the trees outside. He did not speak for a long time. Liu Yuejun, director of the Department of Transportation who had been sitting in his office, touched the folder in his hand and was also confused.
He said nothing. He waited with his old friend unhurriedly. He also knew very well that neither his old friend nor the one in Fengtian were interested in Zhang Sen and Han Jiao, but Han Dingjun and Cheng Xiaoyu. The former did not need to
It is said that even enemies are also sympathetic rivals, friends, and big brothers. This last step, advancement is a cliff and retreat is a choice that cannot be had at the same time; what about the latter? The test is not the ability, what is waiting is that he can stand up to Han Dingjun.
What did he say in front of the old man?
Many places and many people are watching, with different purposes and different expectations. A small household chore involves many things...
Cheng Xiaoyu calmly suppressed Zhang Sen's slightly excited hand. What came to his mind was a text message that Pei Pei once sent. He didn't know if it was appropriate, but he felt that this text message could explain a lot of problems. Perhaps, it is more suitable now.
Given the situation, he has been hesitant to overstep his authority. It is offensive in itself. If he speaks, he will inevitably be labeled as the Pei family and the Sheng family, which will cause misunderstandings among many people.
The flapping of a small butterfly's wings may drag a few big guys into the invisible giant waves. Of course they are not afraid. They just put on clean clothes and go out, and a car will speed past you.
, a puddle of sewage on the ground splashes all over you, making you feel nauseated and uncomfortable, and your sensory impression plummets.
Zhang Sen's delicate cheeks turned red from suppressing it, and he couldn't seem to find a suitable word to express his mood and state at the moment.
Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath and said with determination in his voice: "Secretary Han, I once heard such a sentence, which is more vulgar. A woman said to a man, I can't be perfect and captivate the country, but I can be like that for you.
SB Meng Jiangnu, cried down the Great Wall. Secretary Han, are you afraid?"
The words stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone in the room was dumbfounded. Han Dingjun, among others, was stunned by Cheng Xiaoyu's vulgar and rude words. For many years, he had not heard such words in the provincial party committee compound.
Daring words.
Han Dingjun frowned tightly and said nothing, his face was terrifyingly gloomy. Although everyone in the room was angry, they did not dare to speak. Han Dingjun's prestige at home was unquestionable.
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