The Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, Hai Minghui’s home.
"Secretary Hai, this is the whole situation."
In the study room on the second floor, Gao Ping reported the situation to Hai Minghui in detail, even the contents of Hu Fei's phone call to him.
"Well, I understand."
Hai Minghui nodded and looked down at the confession in his hand. There was a bright red fingerprint mark on the ground, indicating that the Frenchman named Ruel was telling the truth, and Gao Ping even teamed up with Hu Fei to deceive him.
After all, this is related to the future and destiny of deputy mayor Zhao Huarong. The provincial party committee will never believe it easily. It must be investigated in detail. Gao Ping will definitely not dare to do anything wrong.
"By the way, how do you think this case should be handled?"
Hai Minghui put down the confession book in his hand, raised his head and glanced at Gao Ping, then reached out and picked up the water glass.
"Secretary Hai, the municipal bureau will listen to the municipal party committee on this case."
Gao Ping hesitated for a while and replied.
"Okay, I understand, you can go back first."
Hai Minghui took a sip of water and put down the water glass, "Also, be polite to the Frenchman named Ruhr. After all, he is an international friend. Don't cause international disputes."
"Secretary Hai, I understand."
Gao Ping nodded, stood up and walked out.
Hai Minghui raised his hand, pinched his brow, and sighed longly. Although the idiot Zhao Huarong did this, how could he, the municipal party secretary in charge of cadres, escape responsibility for something like this?
The most important thing is that Hu Fei's opinion is unclear.
However, judging from Hu Fei's initiative to ask Gao Ping to report the situation, Hu Fei probably didn't want to make the matter a big deal. After all, it was Deshan City Party Committee Secretary Zhao Qingyang who undermined Wuling City's cooperation with the French.
However, what Zhao Qingyang did this time was too unreasonable. He dared to do whatever he wanted just because he was a member of Wang Maoliang, and actually took food directly from the tiger's mouth. You are a member of Wang Maoliang, but Hu Fei is still a member of Guan Pingzhi.
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Zhao Qingyang should not be such an impulsive person, otherwise, he would not be the secretary of the municipal party committee. For him to go so far this time, he must have been prompted by Wang Maoliang.
Thinking about this, Hai Minghui's eyes lit up. Could it be that Wang Maoliang was the first to attack Guan Pingzhi, and the two immortals started fighting?
However, the fight between the two immortals above has nothing to do with him, a small municipal party committee secretary, and it is not something he can take advantage of. Hai Minghui lit up a cigarette in depression and took a puff. After thinking about it, he decided to go with him.
Hu Fei communicated, raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It was already time to go to work.
"Mayor, how do you think we should handle the incident at noon today?"
Hai Minghui grabbed his cell phone and dialed Hu Fei's cell phone.
"Secretary Hai, why don't we hold a standing committee meeting to discuss it, and then call the person involved to the standing committee to testify and convince him."
Hu Fei's wild laughter sounded from the microphone, and Hai Minghui frowned, "Mayor, after all, this matter involves the French. I think we should hold a meeting with secretaries first to unify our opinions before making a decision."
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then Hu Fei's voice rang out.
"Okay, let's have a meeting with secretaries in the afternoon."
After hanging up the phone, Hai Minghui frowned, raised his hand, put the cigarette into his mouth and took a deep puff. This matter had to be handled properly. It would not be good for him if it made a big fuss.
Hu Fei, on the other hand, could not only attack Zhao Huarong, but also lose face to him, Hai Minghui. Fortunately, he will retire next year, so he doesn't have to worry too much about what the provincial party committee leaders think.
However, if Hu Fei made great efforts to cause trouble, it might not be good. Hai Minghui sighed, the roar of the car motor sounded downstairs, and the driver came to pick him up and go to work.
When he received the call from Hai Minghui, Hu Fei had just returned home. He had not eaten anything at noon and started to attack at the dinner table. It was Hu Fei's idea that he would use this opportunity to force Zhao Huarong to retire from illness. Facts have proved that,
This step is really a mistake.
Ruhr's confession showed that Zhao Qingyang, the top leader of the Deshan Municipal Party Committee, was behind the scenes.
Zhao Qingyang was promoted by Wang Maoliang when he was the governor of the province. He can be said to be Wang Maoliang's confidant. To a certain extent, Zhao Qingyang's opinions can be seen as the embodiment of Wang Maoliang's will.
Obviously, Zhao Qingyang saw Wang Maoliang's thoughts and took the initiative. Hu Fei had told people in the city hall courtyard a long time ago about the cooperation with Frenchman House. It seems that Zhao Huarong should
He has been on the line with Zhao Qingyang for a long time.
Or maybe Zhao Qingyang took the initiative to come to Zhao Huarong. This time it should be just a coincidence. If House didn't come to invest, there would be other things. In short, now Zhao Qingyang has gone all out to take action.
Now that Zhao Qingyang has taken the initiative, Hu Fei will naturally not let him bully him. Otherwise, the Chen family cannot afford to lose this person.
Just when Hu Fei decided to fight back, Hai Minghui's call came.
It was agreed to hold a meeting of secretaries in the afternoon. Hu Fei threw away his cell phone and touched his chin. Lei Guofu, the mayor of Deshan City, had some friendship with him. The most important thing was that the position of secretary of the Deshan Municipal Party Committee originally belonged to Lei Guofu, and Zhao Qingyang was the one who held it.
Kong Zhi came out and directly took over as the Municipal Party Committee Secretary as the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee.
And Lei Guofu just watched Zhao Qingyang step over his head. Will Lei Guofu be willing to do so? Certainly not.
Thinking about this, Hu Fei showed a faint smile on his face, raised his wrist and took a look, stood up and strode out of the door.
When Hu Fei came to the office, Qin Xiaoyong was coming back with two pots of boiling water. He always felt that repeatedly boiling the mineral water in the water dispenser was not good for his health, so he always opened the water to make tea for Hu Fei.
"Xiao Qin, please stop for a moment. I have something very important for you to do."
Hu Fei grabbed the cigarette on the table, took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth, then grabbed the lighter.
Municipal Party Committee Office Building, Municipal Party Committee Secretary's Office.
Deng Fangmei, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, was sitting on the sofa, holding her glass of water in her hand, with an indifferent look on her face. Hai Minghui stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the warm sunshine outside the window, but feeling a little impatient. Hu Fei
This guy hasn't come over yet. What is this guy doing?
Could it be that he wanted to use this to demonstrate against me? Hai Minghui frowned and felt a little unhappy. Zhao Huarong had done this nonsense. Although he, the secretary of the municipal party committee, has leadership responsibilities, in the end, it is still Zhao Huarong's own problem.
Is it possible that as the head of the municipal party committee, he still has to be responsible for every cadre, so he has a busy day?
Moreover, when it comes to holding people accountable, the provincial party committee can only criticize a few words and give a few indifferent lectures, which is like stopping an unpleasant Peking Opera episode.
A knock on the door woke Hai Minghui from his thoughts. He turned around and saw Hu Fei opening the door and walking in.
"Secretary Hai, I'm sorry, I was late just arranging some work."
Hu Fei chuckled and turned to Deng Fangmei, "Secretary Deng, you are always ahead of me in every meeting. This is too positive."
"Mayor, it wasn't me who was early."
Deng Fangmei laughed and said, "It's too late for you. By the way, I heard that the cooperation with the French has collapsed. You still let the French pay for the expenses for these days?"
Hai Minghui was stunned when he heard this, and raised his head in astonishment. Since there is still such a thing, Hu Fei is too ignorant. In a country of etiquette, it can't afford such a reception fee?
Damn it, this is too embarrassing for the Wuling Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government.
"Yes, Secretary Deng, I asked them to pay the bill."
Hu Fei nodded with a sad face, "You don't know how expensive food, rice, oil and salt are when you're not a family member. Besides, I met House when I was playing with my family in France. This time, he took the initiative to come to us to discuss cooperation, and we didn't invite him.
Of course he has to pay for it himself."
"If this cooperation is negotiated, we will pay for it. If the cooperation is not negotiated, he will naturally have to pay for it himself."