Wang Yaqin only half understood what Ding Nengren was talking about, and asked in confusion, "Don't you always think of yourself as Secretary Song's confidant? If he falls, won't you also be affected?"
Ding Nengren waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's just a woman's opinion. I was Liu Qiangdong's confidant at the beginning. When he was transferred away, didn't I get promoted to a higher position?"
"That's because you made a contribution by reporting it!" Wang Yaqin finally understood, "So you also want to make a contribution this time?"
Ding Nengren chuckled, took a sip of wine, and said, "I have already made a contribution. Secretary Wang of the Provincial Party Committee called me today and thought I had good abilities. He asked if I wanted to be transferred to the Municipal Party Committee for development. Wife, you should start preparing now. Once the transfer order comes, we will have to go to Qiongjin."
As the secretary-general of the municipal party committee, his opinions were particularly important during the interview with the central inspection team. Ding Nengren had both praise and criticism for Song Wendi, but he focused more on expressing some negative information, which served as evidence and attracted the attention of the central inspection team.
According to Ding Nengren's understanding, Song Wendi's political career is very likely to end because of this storm.
First, the masses collectively petitioned, which left the central inspection team with a very bad impression of Song Wendi. Then, during the interview, Ding Nengren turned against Song Wendi.
No matter how important Song Wendi was to Li Siyuan, she was still caught off guard when faced with such a situation. Suppressing Song Wendi was equivalent to making Li Siyuan unable to move his arm normally. The means used by Wang Guo were really sharp and cruel.
Although Song Wendi is only a department-level cadre, he will definitely grow into a deputy ministerial-level cadre in the next three to five years and is the successor that Li Siyuan is focusing on training. Wang Guoyong made a move against Li Siyuan's confidant, thinking that Li Siyuan would definitely make a compromise.
Overpowering Song Wendi is not the ultimate result he seeks. The key point is that Li Siyuan must pay equal benefits in exchange to ensure that Song Wendi's future is smooth.
For Ding Nengren, it didn't matter whether Song Wendi would fall and never get up again. What he cared about was that he had climbed up the big tree of Wang Guoyong through this incident. Although Wang Guoyong ranked third, his actual power in Huainan was only second to Li Siyuan.
Thinking of the bright future, Ding Nengren couldn't help but let out a breath.
Ding Nengren actually enjoyed this feeling a little bit. Betrayal was also a kind of pleasure. He swallowed his anger and put on so many smiles in front of Song Wendi, and finally used Song Wendi as his stepping stone. How refreshing it was.
After dinner, Ding Nengren sat in front of the TV watching the news. Acting Mayor Zhang Guoxin was presiding over a meeting. Song Wendi did not show up during the meeting. He thought to himself that those people in charge of the propaganda were too sensitive. They would know something at the slightest sign of trouble.
Before he knew it, the 30-minute news broadcast had finished, and his wife Wang Yaqin had already cleared the table and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Ding Nengren saw that it was still early, so he prepared to read a book in the study. At this time, Wang Yaqin came out of the bedroom and called out, "Old Ding, go to bed early tonight."
Ding Nengren saw that Wang Yaqin was only wearing a mesh sexy underwear, and he couldn't help but frowned slightly and asked, "What are you doing?"
Wang Yaqin raised her eyebrows and whispered, "What to do? Of course, what a couple should do. Calculate the time. How long has it been since you touched me?"
Ding Nengren felt guilty. Ever since he had sex with Xiao Yao, his mind was no longer on his wife. Wang Yaqin had been a beauty when she was young, but she was in her forties after all, her skin was loose and she looked weak in every way.
Ding Nengren wanted to refuse, but when he saw Wang Yaqin's puzzled expression, he sighed and said, "Well, wait for me in bed. I'll go take a shower first."
Wang Yaqin nodded with satisfaction. About half an hour later, Ding Nengren went onto the bed, moved a few times on his wife's body, and then there was no other reaction.
"Old Wang, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yaqin asked puzzledly.
"Oh, nothing, just too much work pressure. Do you have any medicine at home?" Ding Nengren stood up awkwardly, patted his belly, and said embarrassedly.
"The chicken soup tonight was made with so many medicinal herbs, but it had no effect." Wang Yaqin muttered as she rummaged through the drawer, pulled out a box of medicine, and took out a pill.
Ding Nengren didn't drink the water, but put it directly into his mouth. After a while, he felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen and said with a smile, "More!"
Not long after, Wang Yaqin finally felt the power of her husband. Her hands were waving, her voice was a little hoarse, and she was screaming at the top of her lungs. Ding Nengren was frightened by Wang Yaqin's ferocious expression and almost returned to the starting point again. He simply closed his eyes and imagined that it was Xiaoyao under him. With the effect of the drugs, he did not show signs of decline again...
Chapter 0156 Asking Mr. Ning to Help
After coming out of the deafening bar, Xiaoyao stretched out her hand to stop a taxi on the roadside. It was already two o'clock in the morning and there were not many pedestrians on the street. Xiaoyao had been a little high today and only the ultimate numbness could help her relieve the depression in real life.
If it were three years ago, Xiaoyao couldn't imagine the life she was leading now. She was intoxicated and confused. The bright red lipstick, thick makeup, and dark eyebrows had already packaged her into an out-and-out bad woman.
Fall into depravity... Xiaoyao seems to have gotten used to his current life.
The taxi driver was in his forties and looked quite honest. Xiaoyao, under the influence of alcohol, wanted to tease him and touched the back of the driver's hand. The middle-aged driver was startled and his hand on the gear suddenly retracted. He trembled and said, "Girl, what are you doing?"
Xiao Yao smiled charmingly at the driver and said softly, "Uncle, this is what I mean. I don't have enough money today. How about I play with you and pay for the taxi fare?" As she spoke, she pulled at her collar.
The middle-aged driver's face turned green, and he said in a rough voice: "Little girl, please show some respect!"
Xiaoyao moved closer to the driver and continued to tease him, "Uncle, how about I let you touch me? I guarantee you'll feel good."
The middle-aged driver had been driving for so many years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a crazy customer. How could he dare to strike up a conversation with her? He stepped on the accelerator and said solemnly: "Little girl, I don't want your fare anymore. Please be respectful."
“I didn’t expect you to be so conservative, uncle…” A smug smile appeared on Xiaoyao’s lips. He put one hand out of the car window and hummed softly.
Finally, she returned to her rented apartment complex. As soon as Xiaoyao stepped on the ground, the taxi rushed out and stopped about a hundred meters away from where she was. The middle-aged driver leaned over and slammed the door shut...
Xiaoyao held her belly and laughed for a while, then she walked towards the building with one hand holding the shoulder strap of her small bag. As she was about to go upstairs, the lights of a car not far away suddenly lit up. Xiaoyao looked in the direction of the light and subconsciously covered her face with her bag.
A man got out of the car. He was very thin but very tall, about 1.9 meters tall.
Zhong Yang and Fang Zhicheng hurried to Jiaxin Community and found that Xiaoyao had not returned yet, so they waited at the door until the early morning. Zhong Yang walked over and whispered, "Are you Hong Ran?"
Xiaoyao nodded, very surprised, and asked puzzledly: "What do you want from me?"
Zhong Yang showed his work ID to Xiao Yao and introduced himself: "I am a police officer from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. I would like to ask you to assist me in investigating some situations."
Xiao Yao suddenly frowned, his heart tightened, he turned around and started running. Zhong Yang was slightly startled, and followed closely. After running about one or two hundred meters, Zhong Yang hugged Xiao Yao from behind.
Xiaoyao was very emotional and struggled to say, "I am just a weak woman, why are you arresting me?"
"We are not arresting you, we just hope you can cooperate with us in some investigations." Seeing Xiao Yao's strong resistance, Zhong Yang felt relaxed. He sensitively realized that there must be a story behind Xiao Yao, and it is very likely that he has found a breakthrough.
Zhong Yang was tall and strong, and he quickly controlled Xiaoyao and brought her to the car. Fang Zhicheng started the car and drove to the bank of Yuhu Lake. If he questioned Xiaoyao in the community, she would get excited and it might have a bad impact. There were not many people at Yuhu Lake at this time, but the geographical location was not far away, which could make her relax her vigilance.