Heyang's Anjing Road is a quiet path, surrounded by ancient trees, and against the backdrop of a row of high brick walls, it becomes more and more historical. However, the No. 35 compound is magnificent, the huge national emblem on the top floor is majestic and solemn, and the atmosphere of coercion is even more overwhelming when looking up. Coupled with the armed police sentry post at the gate, the pedestrians passing by here feel mysterious and solemn.

This is where the Hwacheon Provincial Party Committee is located, and it is also the power center and political heart of Hwacheon Province.

In the early morning after the rain, the air was unusually fresh. It was the rush hour of work, and the road was bustling with people. A black and bright red flag car drove quietly over, and the armed police soldiers at the gate immediately raised their arms and saluted, making it not difficult to guess that the car must be a great figure in the provincial party committee. Many passers-by cast envious glances.

Seeing that the car was about to drive into the gate, suddenly a figure rushed up from the side and fell straight in front of the car with lightning speed. The driver Xiao Zhang was so frightened that he hurriedly braked, and the car stopped suddenly, and he realized that his head was full of cold sweat, and he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, the speed of the car was not fast, otherwise it would definitely not stop. Those who do their job are most afraid of such a thing happening, although it is not their own reason, but what if the leader thinks that he is ominous and will not need himself in the future?

The armed policeman on duty at the gate post was also stunned when he saw this scene, and stood in place for a moment before jumping off his post in a hurry.

I saw a haggard, unkempt woman kneeling in front of the car, her body less than ten centimeters away from the front of the car. The woman looked to be about thirty years old, she knelt straight in front of the car, looking straight at the car with her eyes, although she didn't say a word, but her face and eyes all revealed a strong sourness and helplessness, which made people look at it, and the string in her heart couldn't help but be touched.

She also held a simple cardboard high in her hand, with a big word "injustice" written on it, the handwriting was crooked, and the strokes seemed to be pieced together, compared with it, I am afraid that even elementary school students should write better, but it presented a dark red, and seemed to exude a faint smell of blood, which made people wonder if this word was written in blood, with her look, as if a rush of resentment and grief was about to break free from it.

Blocking the road and shouting grievances, this kind of thing that only exists in the drama, actually appeared at the gate of the provincial party committee compound, and immediately attracted many people to stop and watch, many of them were still pointing on the side, and even a person on the side took out the camera from his bag and began to shoot.

No one got out of the car, and the armed police and the staff of the provincial party committee who heard the news quickly forcibly pulled aside the woman who was blocking the road and shouting grievances. The woman has not been crying, but those eyes are looking at all this blankly, and whoever she sees in her eyes can't help but tremble and feel compassion. If it weren't really out of the question, who would take such an extreme approach? Not to mention the great impact, the car really couldn't stop, and it crashed, but it was a living life.

The car continued to start and drove towards the courtyard, but when it passed by the woman, it stopped again, and then the rear window rolled open, revealing a middle-aged man's grim face: "After figuring out the situation, bring her to my office." ”

The staff nodded again and again, and one of them couldn't help wiping a handful of sweat, paralyzed, why is he so unlucky today? Why did you stop the car of Secretary Chen of the Provincial Party Committee so coincidentally? Now, there is a row to eat.

The matter came to an end, and soon, the onlookers gradually dispersed, only the man who secretly took a photo in the crowd was stopped by several people before he could take a few steps and forcibly taken aside.

In the distance, on a car parked on the side of the road, Guo Minggang looked at all this and asked with some hesitation: "That's it?" Nothing will happen, right? ”

It's no wonder that he was a little apprehensive, in the final analysis, this matter was planned by Lin Chenwan and him, if Chen Cuihong was not tight and accidentally took them out, his future could be completely ended. At this time, Guo Minggang was a little puzzled, why did he have to come to this troubled water? Could it be that in order to get rid of Feng Dayong, so that he could not get on the throne?

Lin Chendu's eyes also looked ahead without blinking, and when he looked at the majestic red flag, his breath was short, and he actually felt suffocated. When Chen Cuihong pounced as agreed, his heart jumped violently, and he almost fainted without nervousness. Until this point, the mood has not completely calmed down. After hearing Guo Minggang's somewhat confused words, he was also beating a drum in his heart, but he pretended to be firm and said: "Put it down, Secretary Chen is the one who loves the official voice the most." If he didn't ask, he wouldn't be able to say anything. ”

Maybe it was cornered, or maybe Lin Chendui's sincerity moved Chen Cuihong, in short, when Lin Chendui and Guo Minggang were not hopeful, Chen Cuihong finally agreed to stand up and sue Feng Dayong. Overjoyed, Lin Chenwei and Guo Minggang immediately used their respective relationships, first secretly arranged Wang Qiusheng to a hospital in the provincial capital for treatment, and then settled Chen Cuihong, Xiaoya, and Xiaoya's grandfather in the provincial capital, eliminating their worries, and then the two carefully planned this "feat" of blocking the road and shouting grievances.

Secretary Chen Yaowen's age is almost a little older. What is most important to a person who is nearing the end of his career? Some hurriedly took advantage of the last glorious moment to install cronies on a large scale; Some are making a lot of money. However, for Chen Wenyao, it is to maintain his reputation and maintain his evening. He just wants to spend the past few years in peace, and then retire in style, retire completely, and never ask about political affairs again. For him, the two years of stability are good, which is one of the reasons why he has been reluctant to make a big move.

But at the gate of the provincial party committee compound, he was stopped and shouted in front of everyone, but Chen Yaowen could no longer ignore it, or it would be a great stain on his life. This stain is not only in people's evaluation, but also in his heart.

Of course, Lin Chenwan hid this matter from Yang Weiguo, because he was afraid that Yang Weiguo would not agree. Lin Chenwan knows that there are some things that should not be done from the perspective of his career, but from the perspective of being a person, he must do it. As for what will happen later, Lin Chenwan can't control it. Everything is left to fate, anyway, he tried his best, if even stabbing Chen Yaowen here, it can't solve the problem, then he won't say anything.

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In the spacious and bright office, Lu Qingdong stood behind a wide desk, holding an ink ingot in his hand and gently grinding it in the inkstone. The inkstone plate is very exquisite, the front is carved with the pattern of "Double Dragon Playing with Pearls", and the two sides are written in Bai Juyi's seven-word quatrain "Juvenile Ask" in "The boy blames me for asking how, what is the reason for the drunken re-singing" and Bai Juyi's seven-word quatrain "Self-persuasion under the flower" "Mo Yan is thirty years old, and one point is one point at the age of 100". The color is well-proportioned and elegant, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

Lu Qingdong likes calligraphy very much, and likes to write a few strokes when he has nothing to do. His ink treasures are only given away, not sold, and he never makes money from this, but it also makes merchants all over Dongping flock to it. And when he writes, he never lets others polish his ink, in his own words, grinding ink can slowly calm his heart, and his mind can go far.

The ink was almost grinded, Lu Qingdong picked up a brush with the thickness of a little finger from the pen stand on the side, dipped it in the inkstone full of ink, and was just about to wave the pen, but the phone on the side rang very abruptly. His hand froze, and the ink on the tip of the pen dripped onto the snow-white rice paper, and soon became an ugly ink stain. Lu Qingdong frowned, threw the brush back on the pen stand, and his mood was also greatly affected. This writing is the same as painting, all about the state of mind, and when the mood is confused, the words written are naturally not much better.

It wasn't until he saw the caller ID on the phone that the anger in Lu Qingdong's heart subsided, calmed down his emotions, took off the phone again, and said with a smile: "Secretary Hao, what instructions do you have?" ”

Secretary Hao is the secretary of Secretary Chen of the Provincial Party Committee, although the level is not comparable to him, but for the first secretary of Huachuan Province, Lu Qingdong does not dare to slack off, and between his words, he seems to be very cordial.

"Secretary Lu, Secretary Chen wants to see you at three o'clock in the afternoon, and I ask you to prepare to arrive." Although Lu Qingdong seemed very cordial and respectful, Secretary Hao did not mean to be arrogant at all, and said in a harmonious voice.

When Lu Qingdong heard this, his heart couldn't help but tighten. He has not dealt with Secretary Hao for a day or two, but this Secretary Hao has rarely spoken to himself in this tone, and this abnormal situation makes him a little uneasy.

"Okay, I'll leave right away." Lu Qingdong replied loudly, and then asked in a low voice, "Brother Hao, is it convenient to reveal it to me?" What exactly is it? ”

Secretary Hao on the other side muttered for a moment, but at this moment, Lu Qingdong felt that his heart was pounding, and even he could hear the heartbeat.

"Today, a woman stopped the car and sued a township party secretary named Feng Dayong in your city. Secretary Chen is in a very bad mood, you had better be mentally prepared. Secretary Hao said in a low voice, and then hung up the phone quickly.

Hearing the busy sound of "beep" coming from the microphone, Lu Qingdong's brows trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself: "Feng Dayong? The expression on his face began to become solemn.

He didn't believe that this was a coincidence, Feng Dayong had just gone out from the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection on the front foot, and someone stopped the car of the provincial party secretary on the back foot and shouted an unjust complaint, how could there be such a coincidence? What's more, how could an ignorant villager know when Secretary Chen of the Provincial Party Committee would go to the compound of the Provincial Party Committee? You must know that Secretary Chen's whereabouts are confidential, except for Secretary Hao and related personnel, it is difficult to know even himself, could it be that there is really any push behind it?

Lu Qingdong sat in the office in a daze, feeling a knife-like pain in his heart. He realized that this time things were not so simple, since Yang Weiguo arrived in Dongping, such and such things would always happen, so that he no longer had a sense of handy for the control of the political situation. But is this really Yang Weiguo's doing? If it was him, why did he report to himself in the first place? Wouldn't it be better to catch Feng Dayong directly? You can also hit yourself by surprise. If it wasn't Yang Weiguo, who would it be?

For a while, countless thoughts swirled through Lu Qingdong's mind, but he couldn't figure it out.

At that moment, there was a soft knock on the office door.

Lu Qingdong said in a low voice: "Come in!" His voice was so dry that he was a little stunned when he heard it.

Lu Yuming, secretary general of the municipal party committee, walked in, perhaps because he saw that Lu Qingdong's face was not very good, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then reminded in a low voice: "Secretary Lu, the Standing Committee is about to start." ”

Lu Yuming was picked up by Lu Qingdong, originally he could make a phone call for this kind of thing, but in order to show his respect, he specially rushed over.

Only then did Lu Qingdong remember that there was a meeting this morning, which was originally intended to discuss the justification of Feng Dayong and the restoration of his position at the same time, but it seems that there is no need to hold it for the time being. He smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and said, "The meeting will be canceled first." ”

Lu Yuming was stunned for a moment, there has never been a precedent for an important meeting like the Standing Committee to be temporarily canceled, you must know that usually all Standing Committee members are busy with their own work, and it is not easy to get together for a meeting. When everyone is here and the meeting is canceled, what does that make others think?

As if he saw Lu Yuming's thoughts, Lu Qingdong glanced coldly at his face and said, "Secretary Chen has something important to look for me, and I must rush to Heyang immediately." ”

Lu Yuming responded, but he was suddenly shocked, what Lu Qingdong did before, he never had to explain to them, what happened today?

Lu Qingdong also sensed that something was wrong, his face was slightly ugly, and he waved his hand impatiently and said, "You go." ”

Lu Yuming nodded a little embarrassedly and turned to leave. But before he reached the door, he heard Lu Qingdong ask him, "Has Feng Dayong already gone back?" ”

Lu Yuming nodded, but looked at Lu Qingdong with some astonishment, isn't this the decision he just made two days ago? Why did you forget it so quickly? Could it be that Secretary Lu is really old? Shouldn't I have made some plans earlier? This thought couldn't help but surprise him, how could he suddenly have such an idea?

After thinking for a moment, Lu Qingdong ordered: "Go, control him first, and wait for my next instructions." ”

"What?" Lu Yuming was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that something was wrong with his ears.