If you want to do well these days, connections are very important. Yu Xiongkuo, the director of the Provincial Public Security Bureau, is Qiu Yu’s trump card. He uses a strategy of both kindness and power with the opponent, that is, he pinches Yu Xiongkuo’s little tail, which is the handle.
, also gave that guy a lot of money, and made a department-level cadre so weak that he was willing to accept his orders.?
After the call ended, Qiu Yu put the phone on the pillow. Zhou Xiaolei reached out and pinched him, and said coquettishly: "Who is your wife? How shameless?"
Qiu Yu smiled and said, "Isn't that a matter of time? Lao Yu has already agreed to help. Just wait until you are promoted to deputy director."
Zhou Xiaolei was very confused and asked in confusion: "What is the relationship between Director Yu and you? So from what you said, it seems like he is quite afraid of you?"
Qiu Yu laughed, "That's my brother, of course he's obedient."
Zhou Xiaolei snorted: "Humph, you are so brave, you actually arrested Director Feng and seriously injured Wu Qizheng. Isn't that too cruel?"
"I am here to eliminate harm for the people. Okay, let's go now. There are still many things to be busy with today."
More than ten minutes later, Qiu Yu left the apartment, drove to the woodwork factory, and summoned Feng Jianmin again. The dignified municipal police chief was arrested and brutally tortured. He stayed up all night, with a bruised nose and a haggard face, as if he had aged ten years.
He didn't dare to be a bully, he was as timid as a frightened bird. When he saw Qiu Yu, he called out respectfully, "Mr. Qiu."
Behind the long table sat the arrogant Qiu Yu. Different from the low-key manner in the past, he now deliberately pretended to be awesome in order to completely overwhelm the other party psychologically.
"Director Feng, what's going on? Do you want to understand?" Qiu Yu asked lightly, with deep meaning in his words.
Feng Jianmin was stunned for a moment, then he understood the meaning of these words, and said hurriedly: "I understand, it was all my fault in the past. I didn't know how high up I was to oppose you. I will definitely change and I will never offend you again."
Qiu Yu nodded, "That's about enough..." After a pause, he continued: "You have a daughter, Feng Jiaxin, who studies at the Hanzhou Institute of Literature in the provincial capital, and is very beautiful?"
Feng Jianmin was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "What do you want to do?"
Qiu Yu smiled mysteriously, "It's nothing, I just want to remind you that if you dare to mess with me again, not only will you be unlucky next time, I will also deal with your wife and daughter."
The essence of a gangster is to do whatever it takes, and Qiu Yu knows this very well. He is ready to let Feng Jianmin go temporarily, but he has to be on guard against that guy's crazy counterattack, so he threatens him.
Cold sweat oozed from Feng Jianmin's forehead. His daughter was his pride. Not only was she young and beautiful, but she also had excellent academic performance. She was simply his heart and soul and he would never allow anyone to hurt her. However, what he faced was a group of desperadoes who would do anything.
If...he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he completely surrendered and said: "Mr. Qiu, I beg you...don't try to trick my daughter. I swear, I will never dare to trick you again."
"It's good that you said this. Now you are free. Someone, come and untie Director Feng and send him out."
In this way, Feng Jianmin was freed unexpectedly. The driver who was arrested last night was also released after being threatened. He drove an Audi police car out of the woodworking factory, as if he had had a nightmare.
Human nature is ugly. Qiu Yu did not completely believe Feng Jianmin. To be on the safe side, he ordered the spies from the Guangmu Battalion and the Special Agent Battalion to pay close attention to the Public Security Bureau to avoid being annihilated.
In the morning, Wu Zhihe and his family members gathered at the door of the emergency room of the People's Hospital, waiting impatiently. The dignified secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee turned into an ant on a hot pot and paced back and forth in the corridor. His wife, a fat woman, was dripping.
Wiping tears from her eyes, several women beside her comforted her.
The door of the rescue room opened, and the dean and others walked out. Everyone hurried forward to greet him. Wu Zhihe asked nervously: "Dean Hou, how is my son?"
Dean Hou sighed: "We finally managed to rescue him. However, the critical period has not passed yet. The injury below the waist is too serious. At present, the only way is high amputation..."
Those words were like thunder, and Mrs. Wu howled twice and fainted. Wu Zhihe also shed tears and asked in a trembling voice, "Is there no other way but to amputation?"
Dean Hou shook his head and said: "Secretary Wu, if you want to save your son's life, this is the only way."
At this point, Wu Zhihe could only hold back his grief and nod, "Okay, let's do it according to the plan you said."
After the family members signed, Wu Qizheng, who was still in a coma, was pushed into the operating room and began to perform high-level amputation. When Mrs. Wu regained consciousness after being strangled, she burst into tears and cursed angrily, "Who is this?"
The bastard who suffered a thousand blows knocked my son into this state, causing him to amputate and become a cripple..."
Wu Zhihe's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he said bitterly: "No matter who committed the murder, I will let him die a bad death."
The Wu family was in pain at the hospital, and Municipal Party Committee Secretary Ren Shangcheng was equally distressed. On his flagship desk was a copy of "Hanzhou Daily," with five color photos, large or small, on the front page.
They were a man and two women, naked and covered with quilts or pillows, in a miserable state. The man among them was his son, Ren Zhiyong, the promising deputy director of the Finance Bureau, the youngest division-level cadre in the province.
It turned out that after taking pictures last night, the reporters immediately went back to their respective units and asked their leaders for instructions on whether to rearrange the layout and include this big news, but they were reprimanded. What the leaders meant was that after all, their units were in Jiangyang. If this matter was really published,
If you file a report, you will definitely offend Secretary Ren of the Municipal Party Committee. Will your company still have a foothold in the future?
Based on this, most reporters' press releases were aborted. Only the reporter named Ning Chuan had connections in the provincial capital and directly sold the photos to Hanzhou Daily and gained a lot. Hanzhou Daily is not owned by the Jiangyang Municipal Party Committee.
No matter what, of course I was not afraid, and the editor-in-chief was very smart and felt that this material would definitely attract the public's attention, so he immediately revised the edition and rushed to print it, making it the front page. As expected, the newspaper aroused a strong response as soon as it was launched.
Below the photo is a text description, "The deputy director of the Jiangyang Municipal Finance Bureau was involved in a scandal, and the Public Security Bureau dealt with it without fear of the powerful." The identity of Ren Zhiyong was specifically marked, and his father was the appointed secretary of Jiangyang City and the most senior in the province.
Young division-level cadres, their father and son suddenly became popular figures. People were talking about them in the streets and alleys, and they were at the forefront of the limelight.
Various websites on the Internet also reported it. For a while, netizens severely condemned it. One netizen left a message, "How did such a morally corrupt guy get the position of deputy director of the Finance Bureau? Don't tell me that this scumbag used a helicopter to fly up to meet me.
It doesn't matter."
"These days it's really a time to fight for your father. Having a good father can turn you into gold!"
"You're still fucking having a couple, how much medicine do you need to take?"