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Volume II Unreal World Chapter 2

Early the next morning, Hu Fei woke up and was about to go for a morning run. Suddenly he noticed that the window was white and the world was covered in silver. Then he felt that it seemed to be a little colder than yesterday.

The weather had changed, so Hu Fei couldn't go out for a morning run in the snow. He practiced military style boxing in the house, did a few push-ups, and then went to the kitchen to cook a large bowl of shredded pork noodles.

Yesterday's experience didn't seem to have any impact on him, at least on the surface.

Hu Fei got out of the car and walked into the office building. Several people walked up to him and greeted him one by one. Although their attitudes were still respectful as usual, they could not hide the pity in their eyes.

Yes, it is mercy.

Entering the office, Hu Fei's face darkened. Huang Mingchen's actions yesterday had had serious consequences. In the past, people in the county government only had awe and admiration in their eyes when they saw him. Now these are gone, replaced by pity.

It's mercy.

Damn it, when did I need mercy from others? Hu Fei clenched his right hand into a fist and waved it angrily, and then punched out with a "whoop" sound. It seemed that Huang Mingchen was standing in front of him, and his punch could hit Huang Mingchen.

Gotta smash it!

After venting for a while, Hu Fei slowly calmed down and turned on his computer to browse the economic forum. However, what lingered in his mind was the look of pity in the eyes of those civil servants.

After barely browsing a few articles, Hu Fei couldn't remember what he was talking about. He simply turned off the computer, lit a cigarette, and went through what happened at yesterday's Standing Committee meeting in his mind.

His brows slowly knitted together. Huang Mingchen's actions yesterday seemed to be to stand up for Kong Zheng. However, Hu Fei knew very well that Huang Mingchen had always had a grudge against him. But why did Huang Mingchen choose to act at this time?

Is it to cooperate with Kong Zheng's power grab, or for some other reason?

Those slanderous words in the provincial capital should have been spread by those in Yangyang, and Huang Mingchen happened to launch an attack at this time. The timing was perfect. After all, he was the deputy secretary of the Municipal Standing Committee, and his mind was too narrow-minded.

Since Huang Mingchen can become the deputy secretary of the municipal committee, he is definitely a figure. How could he make such a narrow-minded act that is known to others?

Then, he definitely has deep meaning in doing this. There is no love without reason in this world, and there is no hatred without reason. Everything is benefit.

Huang Mingchen can be made to do such a narrow-minded behavior without caring about his identity and face. What kind of interests does Huang Mingchen have for, and is it for him to rise to power?

Hu Fei raised his hand and put the cigarette into his mouth and took a puff. He immediately rejected the idea. If he could just put down his face and beat himself up, he could be replaced by the mayor. Then he would be too valuable.

Then there is only one possibility. He is doing this to please a certain big shot, using things he beats to show his attitude, as a way to advance his career.

Naturally, the leaders of the provincial party committee would not accept him so easily. Hu Fei blew out a smoke ring, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. The fingers holding the cigarette trembled. Damn it, could it be that Xia Chunlai is about to be transferred?

?

Thinking about this, Hu Fei took a long puff of cigarette and had the urge to call immediately to inquire about the situation, but he endured it after a while.

The adjustment of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary is a major event that affects millions of people. Naturally, the Provincial Party Committee will not be so hasty. Even if the Yongzhou Municipal Party Committee Secretary is to be adjusted, it will have to wait until after the Spring Festival.

After having a preliminary estimate of the reason for Huang Mingchen's rage, Hu Fei calmed down and picked up an economic magazine and started flipping through it.

When he was about to get off work, Hu Fei's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone, took a look at it, and quickly answered the call, "Lao Guan, congratulations, your appointment has been announced. When can we celebrate?"

"Yes, the appointment was just announced this morning, but it was just the nomination of the deputy county magistrate candidate."

Guan Mingsong on the other side of the microphone spoke with a hint of joy, "We still have to pass the National People's Congress election. It's still early to celebrate. By the way, how are you?"

"People have just gone through the process. How can they violate the spirit of the municipal party committee's instructions? Does Fang Zhantang, the secretary, still want to do it? I guess he will focus on wooing you. You hold the barrel of a gun in your hands."

Hu Fei chuckled, not wanting Guan Mingsong to worry, "I'm not going to let this go. Okay, I'm going to eat. I'll have a drink with you next time."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Fei's brows widened, there was finally good news.

After getting off work at noon, Hu Fei walked directly into the agency canteen. He had been eating in the canteen during this period. The chefs also knew his preferences and prepared the dishes he liked. Of course, asking for opinions is a daily necessity.

You can't let your leaders eat the same dishes every day. They will get tired of eating delicacies from all over the world.

The chef left. Hu Fei picked up the cup and took a sip of hot tea. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. The door was pushed open and a figure walked in. It was Yang Yang, the county party secretary.

"Secretary, come over for dinner too."

Hu Fei stood up with a smile and went to greet him. Yangyang nodded and waved back, "Bring your things over here and sit at the same table as County Magistrate Hu."

After that, Yangyang walked directly to the chair opposite Hu Fei and sat down, "Xiao Magistrate Hu, are you okay? You are still too young and too impulsive. You had to follow him when you left last night.

Say hello, he is also the leader of the municipal party committee after all."

"You don't even know how ugly his face was after you left last night, and he said you didn't understand the rules at all. We in the county committee don't care. Everyone knows that you have a straightforward personality and you have something to say."

"But if word gets out, what will the leaders think of you? His words in the municipal party committee will definitely be more useful than ours. I think you should find a chance to apologize to him."

Yangyang sighed, "You can't let such a trivial matter affect your future."

"Secretary, thank you for your concern. He was the one who went too far yesterday. Well, I didn't make any mistakes. Why should I apologize? He should be the one to apologize to me. Just because he is a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, he can talk nonsense and do whatever he wants. This is still the Communist Party.

Our world is not his or her world!"

Hu Fei snorted heavily, shook his head slowly, and thought to himself, this old guy Yangyang doesn't have good intentions. If he went to Huang Mingchen to apologize, wouldn't he publicize the matter to the municipal party committee? Originally, he was just doubtful, but he really wanted to go

If you apologize, wouldn't it be clear and telling others that this is true?

Will there be any WeChat accounts in the county committee in the future?

Now that he has broken his skin, he simply becomes more tough. Hu Fei sneered in his heart, so what if you are the deputy municipal committee member of the municipal party committee? I don’t have any political methods for you?


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