As soon as Liang Jian's car got off the ground, a call came in. It was a very familiar number, but it had been in the phone's address book for a long time and had not been contacted for a long time. Feng Yu
Hu Xiaoying is now the director of the Propaganda Department. She was the deputy director when Zhang Qiang left. Originally she had the opportunity to go to Beijing, but for some reason she stayed. It was only a year ago that she finally became a full-time reporter. Liang Jian often reported in some provinces
Every time I see her photo online, I feel the same pain in my heart.
They haven't contacted each other for a long time.
Liang Jian stared at the cell phone for a long time, until Lang Peng, who was driving in front, suddenly reminded him: "Your cell phone is ringing."
Liang Jian picked up the phone and called: "Sister Hu."
"Where are you now?" Hu Xiaoying's voice sounded anxious on the other end of the phone. Liang Jian's heart suddenly felt warm. After all these years, she would still care about him. This warmth accumulated in his heart all the way through this trip.
All those anxieties and worries were swept away, and suddenly I felt much better.
Liang Jian replied: "Just get off the high ground."
"Do you still remember the coffee shop we went to together before?" Hu Xiaoying asked him.
Of course Liang Jian remembers it. Every place he and she have been will be remembered and hidden deep in his heart. He nodded, and suddenly realized that she couldn't see it. Just as he was about to speak, Hu Xiaoying seemed to have seen him nodding.
, suddenly said: "I'll wait for you there, you come over to see me first."
Liang Jian was startled. Since Hu Xiaoying knew that he came to Ningzhou, she must know what he came to Ningzhou for. But she said that he should go to see her first. She has never been a person who puts emotions first when it comes to work.
, so she must have something important. Liang Jian didn't ask her on the phone. After hanging up the phone, he told Lang Peng the address, and the two went straight there.
Time flies, and when I walk that road again a few years later, I see that the scenery on both sides has changed, and there is a vague feeling of a changing world. The coffee shop is still the same coffee shop, but there are more places in the small square outside the original coffee shop.
Trees, more people.
Lang Peng stayed in the car, and Liang Jian found Hu Xiaoying in a quiet corner of the coffee shop. She was sitting there, wearing a beige windbreaker with a white shirt underneath, and her shoulder-length hair casually
It was draped over her shoulders. The sunlight filtered in from the window and fell on her face, as peaceful as a fairy who had been banished to heaven. Her eyes were outside the window and she didn't even notice Liang Jian approaching.
Liang Jian walked to the table, and she didn't even look back. Liang Jian followed her gaze and looked out. Outside the window, two children were playing chasing each other, with a bright smile on their face that even the sunlight eclipsed.
Liang Jian suddenly felt pain in his heart.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?" The waiter's voice pulled Liang Jian's eyes away from her face and her eyes away from the window.
He turned to the waiter, but her eyes fell on his face, showing a trace of nostalgia.
When he turned back, her eyes were calm.
Liang Jian sat down, and Hu Xiaoying turned around and took out something from her bag and put it in front of Liang Jian. Liang Jian was stunned and asked, "What is this?"
"There are several reports about you." Hu Xiaoying replied.
Liang Jian was startled and his brows furrowed involuntarily. To make Hu Xiaoying so nervous, the content of this letter might not be simple. Liang Jian immediately wanted to open the big envelope in front of him, but Hu Xiaoying held him down.
"We'll watch it in the car later. I have something to tell you." Hu Xiaoying's voice was a little low. Although she tried hard to restrain herself, she still couldn't help but want to care about him and hug him.
And men may be born as more rational creatures than women. Liang Jian's mood was a little heavy due to those few letters of complaint, and he could no longer care about the love between his children. He replied seriously: "You say it."
At this time, the waiter brought Liang Jian's coffee. Hu Xiaoying took it, added milk and sugar to him with her own hands, and stirred it evenly before giving it to him.
"Don't you want to take a sip?" Hu Xiaoying looked at him and said. Liang Jian took a sip, frowned, and blurted out: "It's not as delicious as what you cooked before."
This sentence was completely subconscious. Liang Jiancheng said it and immediately woke up. He didn't know why he said this sentence. Just when he was drinking coffee, he suddenly remembered the time when the two of them were together.
The smell of the coffee she brewed. In the years since they were separated, he had drank coffee many times, but he had never thought of the smell that belonged to her like today. Liang Jian didn't know what was wrong with him.
He glanced at Hu Xiaoying with some embarrassment, but saw the misty light in her eyes. His heart seemed to be hit by something, and he skipped a beat. Liang Jian reached out his hand and gently covered hers.
On the back of her hand, perhaps the burning heat in his palm scared her. In an instant, the confusion in her eyes was swept away, and it was so clear that Liang Jian's heart calmed down.
She gently pulled her hand out, and he slowly took it back.
"These letters are photocopies. The originals are with the Commission for Discipline Inspection. After the original Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection left, although the current Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection is also the same old person, he is not very familiar with us after all. I estimate that these provincial secretaries should be there."
I have already seen it. You must be mentally prepared when you go there this time."
Liang Jian really wasn't mentally prepared for this. He didn't know the content of the letter yet.
Hu Xiaoying only paused for a moment, then quickly continued: "You have been in Yongzhou for three years. A few days ago, the provincial standing committee held a meeting to study your next whereabouts. The province seems to want to move you to Yongzhou.
You transfer back."
Liang Jian frowned. He understood that this transfer would definitely not be a reuse. It seemed that the province was very dissatisfied with him. However, Hu Xiaoying did not say it clearly.
However, Old Tang once said that when Yongzhou is over, he will be asked to go to Beijing. But... he lowered his head and glanced at the envelope in front of him. Now that he has these letters, if the province does not give him a chance
If so, it is very likely that his official career will be over. Of course, this is the worst outcome, but Liang Jian cannot help but make such mental preparations, given Hu Xiaoying's solemn look just now.
Seeing that Liang Jian was silent, Hu Xiaoying couldn't bear it, so she expressed concern: "Are you injured today?"
Liang Jian shook his head and replied: "No."
Hu Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Then you can go. It's not good to delay for a long time. Today's incident has a great impact. I heard that the provincial secretary was very angry. Please explain it carefully and try to keep your posture low."
, don’t be impulsive.”
Liang Jian knew that Hu Xiaoying was worried about him and nodded in agreement.
When they parted, Hu Xiaoying walked him to the door of the cafe and looked at his worried back, with many unidentifiable colors in his eyes.
After getting in the car, Lang Peng saw in the rearview mirror that his face was not very good, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"No." Liang Jian didn't tell Lang Peng the truth. He looked down at the envelope and suddenly remembered that he never asked Hu Xiaoying how she got these letters. This must not be easy.
Liang Jian wanted to call him, but his hand touched the cell phone and he took it back. It was very fast from here to the provincial government, and he didn't have much time.
He stopped thinking about other things and opened the envelope. Seven or eight pieces of paper were poured out. The paper was printed with black characters, some of which were not clear, but most of them were still legible.
Most of the contents in the letters seemed to be handwritten, and only one was in printed font. Due to time constraints, he could not read it carefully, so he could only take a rough look at the contents and found that they were all small and superficial things, but these were all
Put together, it is no small matter, and it is enough to affect a leader's view of you.
"It's almost there." Lang Peng said suddenly. Liang Jian came to his senses, put the letter back into the envelope, and then put it away carefully.
The provincial secretary's office is still on that floor, but it has been moved to another room and the secretary has also been changed. Over the past few years, it seems that there are fewer familiar faces here, which is good.
Outside the provincial secretary's office, as soon as Liang Jiang walked, the ajar door of an office next to him opened, and a man about the same age as Liang Jian walked out. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were behind his eyes, and he nodded coldly.
After scanning Liang Jian's feet, he said in an equally cold voice: "Just wait, the secretary is not free right now."
Liang Jian could only wait. The person who spoke was Qi You, the secretary of Provincial Secretary Qiao Renliang. Liang Jian had met him several times, and except for the first time he came here, when he gave him a smile, he had always had such a cold face.
Liang Jian was already used to it, not to mention that it was not worth it to argue with the secretary of a provincial secretary.
Liang Jian followed him into the office, and Qi You sat down behind his desk. He didn't say hello, so Liang Jian just sat down on the sofa. After a while, Qi You looked up at him.
At one glance, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes, and then they lowered again.
After a while, he suddenly said: "Would you like tea?"
Liang Jian was so suddenly asked that he came back from his deep thoughts. He smiled faintly and said, "No need to bother."
Qi You didn't even bother to be polite and said directly: "Then you can pour it yourself if you are thirsty."
Liang Jian nodded. He went back to his work.
Liang Jian waited in the office for an hour before the phone on Qi You's desk rang. Qi You picked it up and said two words, OK. Then he hung up the phone.
"Secretary has time to see you now. Come with me." Qi You stood up, and Liang Jian followed him out. There was no one in the provincial secretary's office, not even a teacup. Liang Jian knew that he was sure just now
No one was inside. Maybe he just wanted him to wait outside for a little longer.
Liang Jian walked in. Provincial Secretary Qiao Renliang raised his head and glanced at him, and then said the word "sit" lightly. Liang Jian glanced around the room, and then chose to sit down in the chair opposite the desk.
After he sat down, Qi You went out without even making tea.
Behind the desk, Qiao Renliang wore his pair of reading glasses that he only wore when reading documents, and studied the document in front of him with great concentration. Liang Jian did not take a glance to see what was written on the document.
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