In the blink of an eye, Liu Yang figured out the ins and outs of this. In addition, these people were in key positions in the departments, so Liu Yang naturally had his own plans in mind.
So he smiled, nodded slightly towards Pei Wenjie and said, "Since we have met, come over and have a toast. Just have a toast. It's not a big deal."
Pei Wenjie smiled gratefully and whispered: "Thank you for giving me this face. Chang Ping and I are a bit close, and I really can't get rid of his face..."
If you say this before you say yes, you are trying to put more pressure on yourself. Pei Wenjie said this after hearing that he had agreed, so the meaning was different.
She was afraid that she would misunderstand, so she was explaining to herself.
Liu Yang couldn't help but smile and said: "I know your hard work, so don't cover it up deliberately. Go ahead and call people in and let me take a look. If they are really of great use, I won't turn them away." of… "
Pei Wenjie's face flashed a little red, she nodded and whispered: "You... you are so shrewd that it makes people feel like they have nowhere to hide. You said you can't be more stupid. Son?"
When she went out, Zhang Hui came in again.
Zhang Hui came closer to Liu Yang, gritted his teeth and asked: "Don't think I don't know anything, I heard everything just now. Tell me, what is your relationship with that woman? Why does she make you stupid? Are you guys? …”
"Ahem... Who are we? Sister, can you please stop thinking so dirty? Just now, Pei Wenjie went out to use the bathroom and happened to meet two acquaintances. They heard that I was eating here and wanted to come over and have a toast. They asked Pei Wenjie to be their lobbyist, and Pei Wenjie just came over to tell me. It’s such a simple matter, where do you think you are?” As he spoke, Liu Yang suddenly stopped and stared. Zhang Hui snorted coldly.
Did I tell her what I said? What is the relationship between me and Pei Wenjie, and what does it mean to hinder you? Aren’t you my wife’s cousin, my cousin-in-law? You are not my wife, so your control is a bit too broad, right
Perhaps, Zhang Hui didn't expect Liu Yang to really explain himself seriously. She was listening blankly when she suddenly saw Liu Yang glare and snort heavily. Zhang Hui couldn't help shaking her shoulders and laughing.
Smiling, Zhang Hui didn't know what was going on. A blush suddenly rose on his cheeks, and he lowered his voice and said: "Sincerity is only when it is unintentional. How dare you say that you are not? Otherwise, you Why should you explain to me?"
What do I have? Although it's not June anymore, you can't accuse me so unfairly. Be careful that it will snow heavily in July... Heaven, earth, why can't I explain clearly now
"Liu Shu. Remember..."
"Liu Shu. Ji..."
"I heard that Mr. Liu is here to entertain guests. Let's come over and offer you a glass of wine..."
While Liu Yang and Zhang Hui were talking, the few cadres they had just met during the afternoon meeting, as well as three or five others they had not seen before, walked in behind Pei Wenjie.
Chang Ping, Wu Hongsen, and Cong Wanqing were already acquainted with him, and there were a few others whom Liu Yang had never met before, but since they dared to come over with wine glasses to toast him, they obviously had certain identities.
If it was some junior clerk who grew up in a small town or something like that, he wouldn't dare to lean in front of him at this time.
Each of these people held a glass of wine in their hands. Regardless of whether they were tall or short, fat or thin, each of them had a bright smile on their face. As soon as they entered the door, they hurriedly greeted Liu Yang.
At this time, Liu Yang was still sitting in his seat. But Zhang Hui has been standing beside him since he walked in from outside, and has not sat down at all.
In addition, this group of people had already preconceived the idea that Secretary Liu must be the biggest at this table. He was sitting there with a golden sword, and beside him a pretty young woman in white clothes was bending down and talking to him. This gave people the illusion that Secretary Liu was listening to a report.
Although the face of the beautiful figure next to Liu Shuji was facing the direction inside, and the back figures looked unfamiliar to them, they saw that this woman's figure was round, exquisite, and well-proportioned. They were all men, and they were all interested in men's hobbies. Know everything.
These people were secretly envious while holding their wine glasses. They wondered where Liu Shuji had dug this strange scenery from.
After a while, I asked her which unit she was from. If she got along well with her, she could give her a pillow in front of Secretary Liu...
When Liu Yang saw Chang Ping and the others coming in, he also smiled and wanted to stand up.
Zhang Hui straightened her slender waist and slowly turned her head to look at the door... Why did so many people come in at once? It's like beating a wolf, Liu Yang, do you like people to flatter you so blatantly
The slightly unhappy thoughts were suppressed in her heart but she hadn't said them out yet. Zhang Hui just turned around... But at this moment, the wine glass in Cong Wanqing's hand fell to the ground with a "pop".
Immediately, his face turned pale, his eyes were beautiful, and he stared blankly at Zhang Hui. He pointed at her and shouted in a trembling voice: "Li Xiulan? No, no...it can't be...there is a ghost." …”
What's going on
Seeing Cong Wanqing's frightened and panicked expression, everyone in the room was dumbfounded.
In fact, several people who followed him in were still cursing Cong Wanqing secretly in their hearts: Is this old Cong possessed by a god or having convulsions? This is in front of Secretary Liu, howling like ghosts and wolves, annoying Secretary Liu, but it’s not good for everyone, who the hell are you? How could you do this
However, almost as soon as Cong Wanqing shouted the three words Li Xiulan, Liu Yang immediately thought of who the name he shouted was.
Li Xiulan, whose family is from Pizhou, Jiangnan Province, is Gao Wenjun's mistress... I just saw this information from the materials reported to me by Sun Qingyun today.
Since Gao Wenjun was arrested, this Li Xiulan has also disappeared without a trace, along with Gao Wenjun's wife Fu Ailing and his other mistress Sun Yan.
Although the provincial department and the provincial government pursued and intercepted him at various traffic arteries and even went to Pizhou to investigate, no trace of this person was found.
However, when Cong Wanqing saw Zhang Hui, he called out Li Xiulan's name. Moreover, he pointed at Zhang Hui and said there was a ghost... All of this showed that Cong Wanqing knew the whereabouts of Li Xiulan... What's more, he knew that Li Xiulan was dead. .
Otherwise, why would he point at "Li Xiulan" after meeting "Li Xiulan" and say things like "impossible" and "there's a ghost"
With his mind spinning, Liu Yang suddenly shouted at Cong Wanqing before everyone could understand: "What's impossible? Cong Wanqing, Li Xiulan has made everything clear to me, do you still want to deny it?"
Cong Wanqing's mind was confused at this time, and all he could think about was, isn't this woman dead? How did it appear here
This is impossible...impossible...
Liu Yang shouted loudly, and Cong Wanqing said indifferently: "This is impossible. She is obviously dead. It was me... uh... Liu Shu. Ji, I'm really sorry. I drank too much and was talking nonsense. What the hell is this?" what's going on?"
Cong Wanqing is a policeman, a veteran policeman who has gone from a grassroots police officer to the position of deputy director. He has worked as a film police officer, a criminal police officer, and has tried countless cases. He has a very strong mentality and anti-investigation awareness.
Zhang Hui looked so much like Li Xiulan that Cong Wanqing was shocked by her appearance when they first met. Li Xiulan had obviously been pushed down the sewer and drowned by him, so why did she suddenly appear here
That's why he lost his composure in front of Liu Yang and looked at Zhang Hui in horror, thinking that Li Xiulan was really resurrected.
However, Liu Yang's thunderous shout made him subconsciously say something he shouldn't have said, but it also awakened his chaotic brain.
I have seen a lot of dead people. When have you ever seen someone resurrected after death
Cong Wanqing stopped talking in time, staggered and pretended to have drunk too much. He only said that he drank too much and was talking nonsense, trying to cover up the fact that just happened to him.
But how could Liu Yang be so easily deceived
He looked at Cong Wanqing and sneered, glanced at Chang Ping and Wu Hongsen, and said coldly: "Cong Wanqing, you are a state cadre with many years of education and a people's policeman. I don't need to tell you more about the country's policies. ? If you take the initiative to ask Chief Prosecutor Wu to explain the problem, I can consider you to surrender..."
"Haha, it is precisely because I am a state cadre and a people's policeman that I know what those policies are all about. Liu Yang, you are determined to make things difficult for me, right? In this case, don't blame me You're welcome..." As he said that, Cong Wanqing took out a pistol from his waist and pointed the black muzzle at Liu Yang's chest.
"Lao Cong..."
"From the director..."
Chang Ping and Wu Hongsen did not expect that things would develop like this. Before they could figure out what happened, Cong Wanqing's gun was already pointed at Liu Yang.
The two men stood next to Cong Wanqing, looking at Cong Wanqing's hand holding the gun, and sometimes called Cong Wanqing in fear and worry.
"Chang Ping, Wu Hongsen, and you... all of you, get out. This matter has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, step aside..." Cong Wanqing said while giving these two people a vicious look.
"Put down the gun..." At this time, Zhang Hui, who was standing next to Liu Yang, didn't know what he was thinking. He opened his arms and stood in front of Liu Yang like a hawk: "Put down the gun, and I'll let him let you go." Walk… "
"Let me go? Why don't you let me go? Haha, it's all you bastard. If it weren't for you, I might have become the director in a few days. Wouldn't I have to run around for my life? Today, even Liu Yang You don't have to die, you have to die..." As he said that, Cong Wanqing raised the muzzle of his gun a little, pointed it at Zhang Hui's chest, and pulled the trigger...
This book was first published on Kanshuwang