In the Provincial State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission office, the phone rang suddenly. Zhao Qingnan rushed over and grabbed the receiver: "Hello!"
"Xiao Zhao, the results are out, Lao Li has two rules, you have to be mentally prepared, that's it."
The call was hung up. Although the result was as expected, Secretary Zhao was still in a state of despair. He thought that Li Zhian, who had made a mistake, could make a comeback, but now it seems that it is absolutely impossible. Director Li has been abandoned by people at a higher level, and as his deputy,
The secretary at the division level has also reached the end of his official career. From now on, no leader will use him. The best outcome is to be sent to a certain Qingshui Yamen to have a free meal, and he will never have the glory of the past.
Secretary Zhao sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, looking at the office. Perhaps this was the last time he would sit here. Thinking of this, his heart felt as painful as a knife. The hand holding the cigarette trembled.
Vacheron Constantin also followed suit.
In the end, he stood up helplessly, packed his things, carried his leather bag, and walked out with heavy steps. Two people in black suits with small red badges on their collars came over and approached him.
He showed his work ID: "From the Anti-Corruption Bureau, please go back and assist in the investigation."
The time has finally come. The leader and the secretary are at odds with each other. When something happens to the leader, the secretary is often the breakthrough point. How can the judicial authorities let him go?
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In the plastic surgery hospital in the provincial capital, Director Li was lying uneasily on the hospital bed. He had just done some fortune-telling for himself, and the results were all bad. As expected, the door opened and a nurse came in with two serious-looking men.
"Li Zhi'an, we are the discipline inspectors of the Discipline Inspection Commission, and we will implement double regulations on you now."
"I'm sick and still in the hospital." Li Zhi'an begged in vain for mercy.
"We will arrange for you to go to another hospital with better conditions," the disciplinary inspector said.
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In the Provincial Party Committee Office Building, Jiangbei Municipal Party Committee Secretary Qin Song walked down the long steps. The secretary opened the door of the Audi and took the leather bag from the leader's hand. Qin Song sat in and took a long breath and said: "Go back to Jiangbei."
The secretary got into the passenger seat and turned around and asked, "Aren't you going to visit Governor Mai's house?"
Qin Song waved his hand tiredly: "No, after the Spring Festival holiday, I have to attend a training class at the Provincial Party School. Now I have to rush back to arrange work."
The secretary immediately fell silent. It was not a good sign to go to the party school at this juncture, but it was better than having his hat taken off as secretary. It seemed that he had a good grasp of the art of balance.
Political struggle is extremely cruel. Although you are in a high position, you have to be cautious and walk on thin ice at all times, especially at the department and bureau level. You don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you. If you are not careful, you will become a
Qin Song felt deeply about abandoning his son.
As a municipal party committee secretary, he must have the ability to control the overall situation. This time Qin Song returns, he must seize the time to make arrangements and not let Hu Yuejin take the opportunity to seize power. However, Qin Song is really unsure whether he can defeat Lao Hu.
It's raining and it's extremely cold today.
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In Jiangbei City, Hongqi Iron and Steel Plant, thousands of workers gathered in the factory square. It was a dark and crowded place. There were workers wearing work clothes and safety helmets, family members, cadres, journalists and onlookers.
During the last incident, the reorganization was only temporarily suspended rather than terminated. There were different opinions on whether the Xuanwu Group should completely withdraw from the Hongqi Steel Plant. Some people said that Chen Runing was the provincial governor's brother-in-law and would not spit out the meat in his mouth even if he died.
Some people say that if officials protect each other, the man named Li from the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission will be fine, and resentment is spreading.
Wang Zhaogang and Li Yan were also standing in the crowd. The cold wind was howling and the clouds were thick. Li Yan, who had suffered the pain of losing his daughter, was already haggard. When he saw the leader's motorcade entering the factory, Wang Zhaogang gritted his teeth and said: "
If these bastards dare to mess up, I will fight them with all my might."
Li Yan grabbed her husband's sleeve tightly: "Old Wang, what kind of trouble are you going to make?"
Wang Zhaogang looked around with his bloodshot eyes and lowered his voice and said: "Revenge old and new grudges together, let them pay with blood."
The atmosphere was a bit depressing. Well-dressed officials walked up to the makeshift podium. Factory leaders rushed back and forth, but there was silence below.
Hu Yuejin looked at the thousands of workers in the cold wind in the audience. He threw his speech aside and directly picked up the microphone and said: "Comrades, I am Hu Yuejin. I am here to announce a news to you."
After saying this, he paused and paid attention to the reaction of the audience. Just as he imagined, a group of indifferent faces looked at him silently.
"Xuanwu Group will withdraw from Hongqi Steel Plant forever, and the reorganization is over!" Hu Yuejin almost shouted these words.
The speakers provided by the union were of poor quality and emitted harsh whistling sounds, but everyone could hear Hu Yuejin's words clearly.
After a brief silence, the audience burst into thunderous cheers, and the sound of rolling thunder resounded through the sky, followed by long applause. Someone took the lead in shouting: "Long live the Communist Party!" There was a response from below, and the whole factory was boiling.
Hu Yuejin and the leaders also stood on the stage and clapped their hands reservedly, but felt a little moist at the corners of their eyes.
What a simple worker. As long as you stop plundering them and squeezing them, they will truly support you. We, the leaders, must do more for the benefit of the grassroots people.
Hu Yuejin couldn't help but feel filled with emotion when he thought about Secretary Zheng's heartfelt words to him when he was in the provincial capital.
Mayor Hu came to read out the resolution on behalf of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government, and posted countless red-headed documents in the factory area. The hearts of the employees finally returned to their stomachs. After the workers cheered, they went to work when they should go to work and rest when they needed to.
When Wang Zhaogang and Li Yan returned home, their daughter's photo was hanging on the wall, and the girl Wang Yan's smile was so innocent and sweet.
The stove was deserted, there was no food in the kitchen, and the rice bag was almost empty. Since the sudden death of my daughter, the family had not had a normal meal. The factory donated some money and all of it was used for Li Yan’s medical treatment. The murderers’ families were
I paid several thousand yuan in compensation, but this amount of money was not even enough for funeral expenses. At first, I told you that I would pay a large amount of compensation, but later I went to find him again, but the police station did not care, and the court did not ask. It is said that the murderer has now been released on medical parole.
Li Yan found the last bit of rice to cook porridge. She sat in the kitchen and stared blankly at the fire. Suddenly she heard a strange noise in the toilet. She walked over and saw that Wang Zhaogang was squatting by the pool, sharpening a butcher's knife.
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"Old Wang, what are you doing?" Li Yan asked.
"Sharpen the knife." Wang Zhaogang said without raising his head.
"I know you sharpen the knife, what do you want to do?"
"Don't worry about it and go on your way."
Wang Zhaogang finished sharpening the knife and prepared the porridge. He drank a few mouthfuls of the porridge and hurriedly rode out on his electric bicycle with the knife.
When I arrived near Xuanwu Group, I parked my electric scooter on the sidewalk, walked to a sheltered area, squatted down, and started waiting. An hour later, Lu Yong and several colleagues came over from a distance talking and laughing, smelling of alcohol.
Wang Zhaogang stepped forward and grabbed Lu Yong's collar and asked, "When will I pay you?"
Lu Yong was stunned for a moment, and saw clearly that it was Wang Zhaogang, and said: "What the hell are you doing to me? The court didn't make a ruling, so why should I give you money? If you have the ability, let the court make a ruling today, and I will give you the money tomorrow, sir."
I don’t have a single surname named Lu.”
Wang Zhaogang was furious and pulled out a butcher's knife and waved it in front of Lu Yong: "My daughter can't die in vain. If you don't pay me, I will have you stabbed first."
Lu Yong, relying on the strength of his drink, pointed at his chest and said, "If you have the guts to stab me here, you're a coward if you can't kill me."
Wang Zhaogang gritted his teeth and was about to raise the knife when his wrist was caught. Lu Yong's colleagues and the security personnel of Xuanwu Group who came after hearing the news swarmed Wang Zhaogang and beat him violently.
Looking at Wang Zhaogang who was curled up on the ground, Lu Yong held the bent butcher knife with two fingers and said: "You still want to kill someone with this broken piece of iron. Brother Lu is not scared."
"Brother Lu, do you want to call the police?" a security guard asked.
"No need." Lu Yong took out his wallet, counted three bills, threw them on Wang Zhaogang's blood-stained face, and left with his colleagues.
After a long while, Wang Zhaogang got up with difficulty, picked up the banknotes and put them in his pocket. He returned to the place where the electric car was parked, only to find that the car was missing.
"Young man, your electric car was taken away by the city management." The old lady at the newsstand next to him told him.
"Thank you." Wang Zhaogang said, wiping the blood on his face.
The old lady tore some toilet paper and gave it to him: "Brother, fight with someone and wipe away the blood. Alas, the urban management has no conscience."
Wang Zhaogang didn't say anything and limped away.
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At Jiangbei Railway Station, Liu Ziguang and Shangguan Jin walked into the waiting hall holding simple luggage hand in hand. Seven or eight heavily armed police cars were holding police badges to check the ID cards of passing passengers.
The railway station has always been a key area of focus for the Public Security Bureau. A large number of passengers come and go here every year, including many fugitives. The police officers at the station police station have developed a keen eye. They do not need to check their ID cards at all. They can tell by their eyes and clothing at a glance.
, you can tell through unconscious little movements where the passenger is from, what he does, and whether he has committed any crime.
An old policeman glanced at Liu Ziguang and then looked at the red leather shoes on Shangguan Jin's feet. Years of experience led him to conclude that this was a newly married couple. The man was a local and the woman was more fashionable and should be from outside.
, and it’s still the combination of a phoenix man and a peacock woman. The two have just returned to their parents’ home after celebrating the New Year in their hometown in Jiangbei. How did the old police officer know that he was facing two fugitives with excellent psychological quality.
The two people walked past the police in a dignified manner and waited in the waiting room for a while. The train bound for the capital began to cut tickets. The two people boarded the train smoothly and settled down in the soft sleeper compartment.
The aisle was bustling with people, and there were only two of them in the box. Liu Ziguang asked, "Are you afraid of going back again?"
Shangguan Jin said: "I'm not afraid of being with you, so how can I be afraid of going back again?"
Liu Ziguang smiled and said: "Am I terrible?"
"Just imagine, your hypnotic subject performs counter-hypnosis on you, isn't it scary? Fortunately, we are on the same front now, otherwise we don't know how we died." Shangguan Jin said.