An Baoqing was not suitable to be present at the Qingzhou Hotel next to the Municipal Party Committee. The Land Rover stopped at the entrance of a remote alley. Wen Liang told An Baoqing to make preliminary contact with the Yishan County Party Committee and County Government within two days to find out Jiang Wanchao's attitude before making further plans. After entering the hotel, he mentioned Director Zuo's dinner, and a young and beautiful waiter led him to the private room on the third floor. Wen Liang opened the door and saw Zuo Yuxi sitting on the sofa by the window with her eyes closed, thinking about something. The faint sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto her flawless face. A few strands of soft black hair hung lazily on her shoulders, her long eyelashes trembled unconsciously, and her well-fitting professional suit perfectly outlined her elegant and beautiful curves.
The cold Zuo Yuxi has always been so different!
"rain… "
Wen Liang had done something bad last night, and he felt a little guilty when he saw Zuo Yuxi. He was about to call Yuxi baby and say a few sweet words, but when he turned around, he saw someone sitting at the dining table on the other side, and immediately swallowed the rest of his words. Wen Huaiming frowned slightly, his eyes drifted over obliquely, his expression solemn and majestic.
"The rain kept falling, and the atmosphere was not harmonious. Under the same roof, you gradually feel your heart changing..."
Thanks to Uncle Wen's quick wit, he switched to the lyrics without any hesitation. Although this popular song "The Rain Keeps Falling" was not released until 1999, Wen Huaiming's knowledge of pop songs was limited to the ones sung in the Spring Festival Gala every year, so he was more than enough to fool the audience.
Zuo Yuxi opened her eyes, her black pupils were filled with a gentle smile, her lips slightly upturned, revealing a heart-throbbing joy. Wen Huaiming had his back to her, and did not see the moving scene of this famous iceberg beauty. He put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table and said, "Why are you laughing all day long! How many times have I told you that boys should be steady..."
Wen Liang said with a smile: "I know! A man holds the country in his hands, shoulders the country, cares about the world, has great ambitions, stands firm, and undertakes important tasks. I understand this principle!"
Wen Huaiming was interrupted by Wen Liang, and suddenly felt that he had lost face for his father in front of outsiders, and he glared at him and was about to get angry. Wen Liang came over and refilled his cup of tea, and said with a smile: "Director Wen, it is not a good habit to vent your anger on others!"
This seemingly random remark made Wen Huaiming laugh: "Smelly boy, have you had lunch?"
Thinking of the madness of last night, Wen Liang suddenly felt extremely hungry. Wen Huaiming did not wait for Wen Liang to answer, but waved to the waiter who was still standing at the door, signaling him to serve the food.
Since the father and son entered this life-and-death struggle, they have fought side by side several times and have developed enough tacit understanding. Wen Huaiming was simply angry about today's provincial newspaper, and because Wen Liang did not return home at night, he took advantage of the situation to criticize him. Wen Liang knew him well, and a word of anger at others made his father speechless.
"Director Zuo, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Wen Liang has been naughty since he was young, and I'm used to beating and scolding him. I'm sure he has caused you a lot of trouble on weekdays. His mother and I are always grateful for your care." Wen Huaiming only knew that Wen Liang and Zuo Yuxi got along well, but he never guessed that their relationship had gone beyond the boundaries of ordinary friends. In addition to scolding his son, he also deliberately created a relaxed atmosphere so that Zuo Yuxi would not feel like an outsider.
Zuo Yuxi stood up gracefully, her beauty almost choking her breath, and she said softly, "Wen Liang is very good, Director Wen, you're welcome."
Wen Liang listened to the conversation between the two and found it very interesting. Wen Huaiming was cautious but enthusiastic, and Zuo Yuxi was cold but shy. If the truth came out one day, I wonder what kind of scene would appear
Wen Liang raised his head, and Zuo Yuxi's gaze just happened to float over him, touching in the air and then separating.
Wen Huaiming was unwilling to let Wen Liang go easily. He straightened his face and said, "What were you doing last night? You didn't call home. Do you know how worried your mother was?"
Wen Liang didn't know whether Zuo Yuxi had told his father that he had gone to Yishan, so he could only follow An Baoqing's excuse and said, "Isn't it the water plant in Yishan? I chatted with the director last time I visited, and he insisted that I help design a few slogans to see if I could open up the market in the city and surrounding areas. I couldn't refuse, so I had to go. It was a little late when I got there, so I didn't call home."
Wen Liang knew that no one could be fooled by these words, but now he had a lot of autonomy, and Wen Huaiming didn't care much about him. As long as he gave a suitable reason, he would probably not ask any questions.
"Hmph, don't be idle all day. Studying is still very important to you. I was just chatting with Director Zuo and he said that you will have the midterm exam soon. If you don't do well this time..."
Wen Liang glanced at Zuo Yuxi with resentment, raised his hand and said: "I promise that I will still be the first in the class this time. The ranking in the grade depends on luck. There are several strong people in the school, and I really can't beat them..."
Wen Huaiming nodded in satisfaction, while Zuo Yuxi had a cold expression and did not comment.
The three of them sat down around the dining table, all with serious expressions. Wen Liang took out a newspaper from his pocket and threw it on the table, saying, "What did Xu Fuyan say?"
Wen Huaiming sighed, "Secretary Xu is very angry. The Shunyi incident was originally going to be suppressed, but now that Fan Zixuan has made a fuss, it might become another notorious case. I received a call from the Provincial Office this morning. Governor He expressed his concern about this matter. Although it was not a formal instruction, the pressure has not been reduced at all... Qingzhou is really struggling!"
Not long ago, Xu Fuyan went to Shunyi for inspection. He was stopped by Guo Changsheng, the former deputy director of the county grain bureau, and he cried out for injustice. He reported major economic problems in Shunyi's grain system under his real name. After Wen Huaiming investigated and collected evidence, there was a 60% chance that the report was true, but for the sake of the overall situation, Xu Fuyan decided not to deal with it for the time being. Whether to deal with it in the future or not will have to be studied again. Two days ago, Shunyi County Secretary He Kuan and County Mayor Hou Weimin also personally went to the Municipal Party Committee to review and promised to investigate the matter as soon as possible. However, everyone understands that since the power of investigation has been delegated to the county, it is natural to play a trick. Guo Changsheng must find a way to appease him and clean up his mess, so as not to cause trouble for Secretary Xu.
Officialdom affairs are nothing more than the art of compromise!
But unexpectedly, just two days later, the provincial newspaper published the article "The Tragedy of Food", which was so aggressive and sharp, and the hidden information in it was chilling.
Governor He? Executive Vice Governor He Xihua is also involved
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Fan Bo? Is he the author Zi Buyu?"
"Yes, that's the man! Secretary Xu is half angry at this man. He has asked Secretary Feng to notify the relevant departments to suspend him first and then conduct an in-depth investigation..."
Fan Zixuan's repeated provocations would make even a village chief lose his temper, not to mention a powerful municipal party secretary. Wen Liang asked with interest, "What does he do?"
Zuo Yuxi took over the conversation and said, "He is a young lecturer in the Communication Department of Qingzhou Normal University. He is in his early thirties. His articles are quite good, but they tend to be political commentary. His audience is relatively small, and he is only a little famous in the Qingzhou cultural circle."
Wen Liang thought about it and stopped mentioning this person. He said, "Since Governor He has paid attention to it, what does Xu Fuyan plan to do?"
Zuo Yuxi said calmly: "What else can we do? He first called Yin Qingquan, the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee. We don't know what they talked about. Then he told me and Director Wen to stay at home to deal with the situation, and personally took Zhang Fang to Guanshan. The behind-the-scenes of this matter may involve a wide range of people, but even if Yu Peidong is not convenient to intervene, Yin Qingquan will give strong support. Don't worry, as long as we withstand the pressure and don't let the province intervene in the investigation of this case, it's no big deal!"
When it comes to the complicated relationships in the province, Zuo Yuxi understands them more thoroughly than either him or Wen Huaiming. Wen Liang believes in her judgment, and while Wen Huaiming is thinking about the meaning of Zuo Yuxi's words, he secretly reaches out from under the table and holds Zuo Yuxi's hand.
Zuo Yuxi shuddered, and lowered her head as if to tidy up her hair. When she looked in the direction of Wen Liang, her ears were already red. She raised her little finger and pointed at Wen Huaiming. Her black and white eyes were full of water waves. She looked at Wen Liang with a smile, as if to say, "Come again if you have the guts." Uncle Wen was tickled by her charming look, but he didn't dare to be really presumptuous, so he had to make a ferocious expression to show his authority as a husband. Zuo Yuxi wrinkled her nose and pouted her lips to show disdain. She looked very cute. Suddenly, a rare mischievous look appeared in her eyes, and she said, "Director Wen, imperialism is a paper tiger. Don't be too pessimistic!"
Wen Huaiming was stunned, not believing that Zuo Yuxi would suddenly tell him a joke. It took him a long time to recover from the shock and said with a smile: "Director Zuo is right. It's nothing to open the lid of Shunyi. Some people want to use this to destroy the good situation in Qingzhou. They are just boasting like a paper tiger - they are strong on the outside but weak on the inside!"
He returned the favor. When he saw Zuo Yuxi say a famous saying, he quickly responded in Qingzhou dialect. Wen Liang smiled bitterly, "Dad, they are bullying your son, but you are just trying to make fun of them..."
Then they discussed some details and agreed that when Xu Fuyan returned from Guanshan, the city would set up a special task force to investigate the Shunyi grain case. Wen Liang understood Xu Fuyan's difficulties. He had just brought down a large group of city officials. If he then purged the subordinate counties, the reputation of "house-raiding secretary" would not necessarily be better than "hand-raising secretary". But since it had come to this point, it was impossible to cover it up. There were so many eyes watching. He could only hope that the radish would not be exposed and the mud would not be too embarrassing for the Qingzhou officialdom.
Wen Huaiming rushed back to the Municipal Party Committee after dinner. Before leaving, he specifically told Wen Liang to go home tonight. It can be seen that Wen's father is still worried about where his son went last night. After seeing Wen Huaiming off, Wen Liang just closed the door of the private room when he heard Zuo Yuxi's cold voice behind him: "Uncle Wen, where did you go last night?"
(I will wait in silence, like the sleepless night under the stars, with my head bowed in patience.
The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish, and your voice will pierce the sky and flow from the golden spring.
. (To be continued)