Chapter 273: Secretary Song, Late Call!!

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In the guest house of the Beijing office of the city of H in Beijing...

Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of H City, Lao Song tiredly carried his leather bag, pushed open the door, glanced at the simple, clean and tidy room, threw the bag on the bed, took off his suit, changed into a pair of slippers, and walked to the bathroom. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After about 20 minutes, Secretary Song took a shower, put on a bathrobe, wiped his hair and walked out, sat on the bed and rested for a while.

Frowning and rummaging in the bag, Secretary Song took out the charger, put the phone on the bedside to charge, then lit a cigarette, turned on the TV, watched the CCTV news channel for a while, and the phone lit up for a while and turned on.

"Didi. ā€

Secretary Song took out the phone, pressed it on the keyboard a few times, saw an unread text message on the screen, opened it, was silent for a while, took two puffs of cigarette, and pressed the call back button.

Rest home.

"Tick bell. ā€

The middle-aged man, who was also watching the news, picked up the phone next to him, glanced at the caller ID, took the remote control, pressed the mute, walked to the window, picked it up slowly, and said with a smile: "Brother Song." ā€

"I was in a meeting in Beijing and my phone was out of line. Secretary Song said lightly.

"Where there is a transfer, there is a human touch, understanding. The middle-aged man nodded and said.

ā€œ...... Well, it's not a little more relaxed. Secretary Song was silent for a moment and asked slowly.

"Thank you, Brother Song, for allowing me to put Zigang in the soil. The middle-aged man paused, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Alas, people are worthless. Secretary Song sighed and continued: "I've ordered it!"

"Good thing. The middle-aged man nodded with a smile and said.

"You are very sensitive in that place, this small place, xenophobia is too powerful, the secretary has worked with me for a term, I left, I can't let people look at me with a blank eye, I threw it at you twice, I played too much, I squeezed it in, in addition to attracting hatred, even reading the newspaper and drinking tea, it didn't make much sense, in the province and city, began to redivide the forces, I was the old secretary who was leaving, and I had the heart to put forward opinions, but the house was too noisy, and they couldn't hear it, hehe. Secretary Song said helplessly.

After listening to Secretary Song's words, the middle-aged man was still a little moved in his heart, as the old saying goes, this "daughter-in-law has to be the original match", the middle-aged man and Secretary Song are the original match, and they have supported each other for so many years.

"Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. ā€

"Don't talk about it, it won't work out, you will knock it, give each other a consolation prize, haha. Secretary Song's old face bloomed and he laughed.

"Hh City, it's been a little smoky lately, it's all fog, I can't see clearly in front, Brother Song drops a banana fan, can you borrow me two times. The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and asked with a smile.

"Where do you want to go? ā€

"There is an old Huang in the city, his son has taken a fancy to my son, and the two children are playing well. The middle-aged man said directly.

"Huang Yongfa. Secretary Song was stunned for a moment, and asked with a frown.

"Yes. ā€

"The road ahead is too bumpy......!"

"How bumpy. The middle-aged man paused, his face turning pale.

"It's not going to be planed. ā€

ā€œ...... No turnaround. ā€

"It's not close to anyone, don't fix him, fix anyone. Secretary Song didn't talk anymore, and said very directly.

The middle-aged man stood at the window, suddenly remembered that Qiuqiu, which had disappeared in the past few days, was stunned for five seconds, and said anxiously: "Brother Song, I'll make a call." ā€

"Lean on your grandson of the city bureau, the secretary who took over my class, there is one of them in the new team. ā€

ā€œ...... I know. Hearing this, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth flashed with a trace of bitterness, Sun Ju, how the b, that's Zhang Xu's "original match.........

Saying that, the two hung up the phone, the middle-aged man paused, quickly dialed Hong Tao's phone, and asked straight to the point: "Where are you?" ā€

"It's okay, play mahjong with friends. Hong Tao sat in the car, stunned for a moment, and said casually.

"Tell me the truth, it's not done. The middle-aged man asked abruptly.

ā€œ...... I just finished calling Lao Huang. Hong Tao turned his head to look at the car window, was silent for a long time, and said lightly.

"Hum. ā€

The middle-aged man's brain was dizzy, he took a few steps back, held his forehead, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is it serious?" ā€

"Yu Shao, they stabbed one to death by mistake. ā€

"Smack. ā€

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and hung up the phone directly, turned around twice in place, raised his feet abruptly, faced the floor, and kicked a few feet, after the whole two fans, the fog was open, but when he looked up, he found that there was a cliff in front of him, and a jb swamp in the back, why the came over, the middle-aged man didn't know, the only thing he knew was that if he stood here again, he would either starve to death or die of thirst......

Hong Tao, who did not listen to persuasion, was inadvertently tied to the old yellow road that was about to be thrown aside, and when the middle-aged man thought of this, his chest was blocked, his lips were white, and his palms trembled and he took out a white vial from his trouser pocket again, poured two pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them with saliva.

"Yuan Yuan. The middle-aged man leaned against the windowsill, snorting and panting and shouted.

"Squeak,!"

A few minutes later, Yuan Yuan pushed the door and walked in, and asked confusedly, "What's wrong, big brother." ā€

"How many loans do banks have. The middle-aged man asked.

"It's almost more than 800 million, what's the matter? Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked up and said.

"How much do we have running out there. The middle-aged man nodded and asked again.

"Less than 300 million. ā€

"You give Zhejiang's aging, Wenzhou's Chen Wei, make a phone call, our own funds, don't care about it first, but the bank's more than 800 million must be filled in first, and promise these presidents, how much should be, not a penny. The middle-aged man lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said slowly.

"Brother, it's not time to take the money, now it's hard for us to ask for money, and besides, the bank is not a matter of taking 800 million to pay back 800 million, if we don't get it, we have to pay it ourselves." Yuan Yuan said slowly.

"Dig it out, you help me ask these presidents to have some dinner, Zhejiang, Wenzhou's capital must be balanced, four blues in H City, hang your name first. ā€

"This is ......" Yuan Yuan looked at the middle-aged man puzzled.

"I can't stay here. The middle-aged man sighed, turned his head to look out the window, put his hands on the windowsill, and said lightly.

......

Dalian, customs export, two Volvo heavy-duty fully enclosed car trailers, slowly drove to the electronic guardrail, Ma Fei and Xiao Ma in the distance, and a driver who drove a car, bored sitting in the car playing poker, when he saw the trailer lights on, Xiao Ma picked up the file bag under his buttocks, turned back and was silent for a long time, or politely said: "Violence, you go through the formalities, give the goods out,." ā€

"Oh, okay, but I'll do it. Storm asked, a little confused.

"It's okay, go through the process. Brother Pony said casually.

"Okay. The storm didn't refuse, pushed the car door and walked down.

After Storm got out of the car, Ma Fei rolled his eyes and glanced at Storm, frowned and said, "Just like this, JB can also mix in society, and there is no man at all." ā€

"Don't bb, stay for two days and he'll leave, I can't bear it. Brother Pony replied irritably.

"Fuck, that's my temper, what's the matter. Ma Fei was furious.

"Don't be like a wolfdog, don't say Tarzan cut you. ā€

"Cut me, I said, what's the matter. ā€

"You...... Sure enough, there was urine. Little Brother Ma was immediately convinced.

Twenty minutes later, as an employee of a newly registered company, the storm lifted out the two trailers, and then Brother Xiao Ma called him and said slowly: "You escort the car, follow us." ā€

"Okay. The violent man didn't have much to do, so he thought in his heart that he could earn the 100,000 yuan safely, so he agreed, stepped on the ladder, and got on the co-pilot of the trailer.

Then a domineering, an A6, with two trailers, drove towards the highway, and after the car drove for twenty minutes, the leading domineering suddenly pushed the car door at the same time with Ma Fei and Xiao Ma and walked down.

"Poof. ā€

Storm also jumped out of the car and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" ā€

"It's okay, look at the goods. Brother Ma replied casually, took the crowbar from the cab, and walked to the back of the car.

The three of them walked to the back of the trailer, and Brother Pony stepped on the groove behind the car, pinned the crowbar to the door, turned around vigorously, and then jumped down, and the three of them pulled open the back door.

"Squeak... Squeak... Bang dang. ā€

The doors slowly opened, and a tiny amount of street lamps shone into the cabin, and a Lamborghini bat, with its shining glow, parked on the frame.

ā€œ**... The design of this car is a little bit of a race face. Violent opened his mouth wide, said a word of admiration, took out his mobile phone, and was about to take a picture of the brand-new Lamborghini.

"Smack. ā€

Ma Fei stretched out his hand to stop it, frowned and said, "Don't shoot blindly." ā€

"I'll just take a picture, and keep it as a mobile phone desktop or something. Storm bared his teeth and said.

". Ma Fei was speechless.

"Don't b.b.t., just take a picture. As soon as Brother Ma saw that he couldn't speak, Ma Fei was about to be anxious, so he directly put his arms around Ma Fei's neck, walked towards another trailer, and turned around to rush to the violence, squeezing his eyes.

"Click. ā€

Storm bared his teeth, rushed at Lamborghini, took a few photos from various angles, and originally wanted to take a picture, Martin behind the bat, but the body was blocked, and it was too troublesome to go up, so he reluctantly sealed the door again.

After five or six minutes, Brother Xiao Ma and Ma Fei walked over while wiping their hands, and said lightly: "Let's go." ā€

"Boom. ā€

Several cars roared their engines and hit the road again.