Volume 3 Senior Officials _1376 This is not over yet
Hu Fei was lying on the bed reading a book, watching as sleepiness came over him like a tide. He threw the book away, tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but Hu Fei woke up to the rapid ringing of his cell phone. He drowsily picked up the phone and answered the call without looking, "Hey, who's there?"
"Boss, it's me, Xiao Qin."
An excited voice came from the microphone, "The election counting results are out."
"What, the vote counting results are out?"
Hu Fei was stunned for a moment, then woke up in an instant, turned over from the bed and sat up, "What's the situation? Who has more votes?"
According to common sense, if the Wuling Municipal People's Congress implements the instructions of the provincial party committee, Hu Fei's election result should be a high vote. Now because of Peng Shuangquan's sudden appearance, the situation has changed, and Qiu Fenghua is fanning the flames.
Hu Fei has no hope of being elected with a high vote, which is too unrealistic.
As long as he can be successfully elected, Hu Fei will be happy to come. After all, he has been in Wuling for less than a year, and Peng Shuangquan has worked in Wuling officialdom for decades. His connections and influence are not something he can achieve in a short time.
Achievable.
Although he has done a lot of practical things in Wuling, if he wants to compare his qualifications with Peng Shuangquan, his connections are far from enough.
"Boss, you win, you win!"
Qin Xiaoyong's excited cry sounded from the microphone, "But it's too thrilling. You only got eight more votes than Peng Shuangquan!"
"Oh, it seems that the people in Wuling also know that they need me."
Hu Fei smiled faintly into the phone and said, "Xiao Qin, it's late at night, you should take a rest quickly."
After hanging up the phone, Hu Fei was no longer sleepy. He took out a cigarette and lit it and took a puff. Now that he had been successfully elected, he could plan the next step.
The voting results were out, and people from the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee were following and filming the entire counting process. If Qiu Fenghua still wanted to manipulate the vote count, it would not be so easy.
In this election, Qiu Fenghua has already violated the instructions of the Provincial Party Committee. If he dares to secretly manipulate the number of votes, Wang Maoliang will definitely be the first to let him go.
Of course, this matter will never end like this!
Hu Fei raised his hand and put the cigarette into his mouth and took a puff, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"How is it possible? Did the votes be counted wrong?"
In the courtyard of the Standing Committee of the Wuling Municipal Party Committee, Peng Shuangquan roared angrily, raised his leg and kicked the sofa hard. Immediately, a burst of heart-piercing pain brought him back to reality.
"Boss, I remembered the numbers correctly. I asked them to count the votes again. The numbers are indeed correct. Moreover, the cameras of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee were kept on during the counting process. No one dared to tamper with it."
A timid voice came from the phone, "I heard that Minister Qiu is very dissatisfied with the result."
"Not satisfied?"
Peng Shuangquan roared into the microphone, "So what if he is not satisfied? Can he let the representatives choose again? I told him that this matter would not be easy, but he didn't believe it. He was clearly trying to harm me!"
"
There was no words on the other side of the phone, and the sound of breathing became rapid.
Without even hanging up the phone, Peng Shuangquan raised the phone high and slammed it down. Hearing a "bang" sound, the phone hit the wall hard and fell apart in an instant.
Peng Shuangquan covered his cheeks with both hands, and big tears fell down from the gaps between his fingers...
"Satisfied, how can you satisfy me?"
Qiu Fenghua had a sullen face, roared in a low voice, clenched his fists with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out one by one, as if they would burst at any time. Fortunately, no one could see him like this.
After all the efforts, Peng Shuangquan did not expect such a result. Peng Shuangquan had been secretly planning for such a long time, and he even came to Wuling to take charge of the matter in person. He went against the instructions of the provincial party committee and almost did not follow any rules.
I told you, I didn’t even give up my shame, but the result was still like this!
How can he accept this?
However, the matter has reached this point, and Qiu Fenghua also understands that there is no way to save it now. He only hates Peng Shuangquan, the killer, who keeps saying how high his reputation is in Wuling and how good his connections are. Facts have proved that this
It's just that Shacai was bragging.
He can't even win against a guy who has been in Wuling for less than a year. I don't know where the confidence of the killer comes from!
If it hadn't been for Peng Shuangquan's solemn promise, he wouldn't have made such an arrangement and brought over everyone from the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee. Now it's better, even if he wants to do anything, it's impossible!
"This killer has ruined my big business!"
Qiu Fenghua growled, grabbed the teacup on the coffee table with his right hand and raised it. Fortunately, the tea inside was no longer hot and flowed down his palm. He instantly reacted and gently put down the teacup and sat down.
On the sofa, he exhaled a long breath.
Although the matter was not handled well this time, after all, it can be regarded as taking the initiative to charge into the battle. There is hard work without credit, right? The bosses above should also see this, right?
However, his heart was always hanging high. The reason was very simple. The Chen family had been greatly offended by making such a big noise this time. It was just the old man of the Chen family. The older generation was particularly broad-minded. They
I won’t care too much, I will just regard these as opportunities to train future generations.
Chen Haoyang is different, that guy looks like a scholar, but when he is ruthless, he is really a murderer without blood.
This time he dealt with Chen Haoyang's precious son severely. Chen Haoyang could not hold a grudge, but it would be difficult for his superiors to withstand the pressure from Chen Haoyang.
People in officialdom are always doing two things, either persist or give up.
And will he be abandoned by the people above this time?
After all, he did not get the approval of his superiors for this move. It would be fine if it succeeded. But after preparing for Zhou Xiang, he still failed.
Moreover, he was beaten into disgrace by a young baby like Hu Fei!
A rapid ringing of the cell phone startled Qiu Fenghua, who was deep in thought. He grabbed the phone and took a look at it. He frowned, thought for a while and answered the call, "Secretary-General, why are you still up so late?"
"Director Qiu, your brother has done something big this time."
A sigh came from the phone, "The secretary is also paying attention. He asked me to call him as soon as I have news. If there is no movement from you, how can I sleep?"
"By the way, have the statistical results come out?"
"Secretary-General, the vote counting results have come out."
Qiu Fenghua cleared his throat, "Hu Fei really did not disappoint the provincial party committee. He won with a slim margin of eight votes. The result will be announced at the conference tomorrow."
A long exhale sounded through the phone. Apparently, Cao Jianmin on the other side of the phone also relaxed.
"Director Qiu, thank you for your hard work. Go to bed early. The secretary is waiting for you to come back and report back."
After hanging up the phone, Qiu Fenghua showed a sinister smile on his face. He threw the phone on the coffee table and sneered, "What the hell are you talking about? Are you fucking qualified?"
"Don't think it's over like this, it's not over yet!"