Inside the Public Security Bureau, as soon as Liu Yang, Meng Sisi, and Hu Xiaohong entered Zhang Xianyang's office, the scene in front of them made the three of them feel confused at the same time.
The person sitting behind Zhang Xianyang's large desk, which represented the authority of the Director, was actually Zhao Jingjing, and Zhang Xianyang was sitting on the chair opposite the big desk like a subordinate who came to report to the Director.
Seeing Liu Yang come in, a smile flashed on Zhao Jingjing's face, but then she pouted and turned her head.
However, Zhang Xianyang seemed to be obviously relieved. He stood up and came over with a smile on his face. He stretched out his hands from afar: "Ah, my Secretary Liu, I have been waiting for you..."
While shaking hands with Zhang Xianyang, Liu Yang asked strangely: "You know I'm coming? Are you still expecting me to come? Director Zhang, are you not telling the truth?"
"Sincerely, no lies." After saying that, Zhang Xianyang turned to look at Zhao Jingjing, who was sitting steadily behind his big desk, and said with a wry smile: "Secretary Liu, you said Mr. Zhao is here with me. , can you not come over?"
Liu Yang smiled and said, "Oh? Could it be that my wife's business affairs involve me? Then you can arrange for the police to go to Binhai to catch me."
The bitter smile on Zhang Xianyang's face became even thicker: "Ah, my Secretary Liu, brother Liu, please stop making fun of me, okay? I... I have always wanted to send Mr. Zhao back, but she just doesn't want to leave. , what can you do for me?"
At this time, Zhao Jingjing suddenly raised her head, looked at Zhang Xianyang and said, "I won't leave until you let Xiaoping go."
Zhang Xianyang turned to Zhao Jingjing again. Seeing the way he was bowing, he almost knelt down in front of Zhao Jingjing: "Mr. Zhao, I beg you, can you please spare me? I really don't care about Miss Xiaoping." Can't you speak? Director Jiang Dadong directly accepts orders from above, but now he doesn't even listen to what I, the director, say. What do you think I can do? "
"Director Zhang, is it wrong for you to speak like this?" Liu Yang said in a nonchalant manner at this time: "You are the director, and the deputy director doesn't listen to greetings? Who will believe this?"
In fact, there is nothing untrustworthy about this at all. Even if Liu Yang is the secretary of the municipal party committee, he dare not say that the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, mayor, and deputy mayor all obey him. He said this because he was deliberately trying to squeeze out Zhang Xianyang.
At the same time, he felt even more strange, wondering what Zhang Xianyang was causing.
The matter is not complicated. Liu Yang came all the way and didn't know that after Fang Yuzhu's call, the military branch dispatched a battalion of troops. One of the company's soldiers was fully armed and had already shot the policemen from the Houhu branch.
After Zhang Xianyang got the news, he was in a state of confusion. I am secretly glad that I did not blindly participate in this incident. As soon as Zhao Jingjing was brought back to the Public Security Bureau, he told Jiang Dadong that he would interrogate Zhao Jingjing personally. Jiang Dadong was also surprisingly cooperative in this matter, but he made a request to Zhang Xianyang: "Unplug the phone line in your office and don't let her leak the news."
Zhang Xianyang still understood the meaning of these words.
Jiang Dadong was telling him openly: "Director Zhang, I know what you are thinking. In fact, I am not prepared to deal with this Mr. Zhao. Neither you nor I are qualified to deal with her. Don't you want to be a wallflower?" If Zhao Jingjing wins, you will be the hero of the escort. If I win, you will be the vanguard of the 'interrogation' of Zhao Jingjing. Okay, I can give you this face, but you can't ruin my affairs."
Therefore, after Zhang Xianyang took Zhao Jingjing into his office, he actually asked two policewomen to watch Zhao Jingjing drink tea without interrogating her.
However, when he learned that the Provincial Military Region had sent troops, he immediately understood that the outcome of this battle was decided. It is estimated that some soldiers will come to the city bureau soon, and maybe there will be two soldiers standing guard at the door of his office.
At this time, Zhang Xianyang said that he wanted to send Zhao Jingjing away from here.
Although Zhao Jingjing didn't know the changes, she was not so honest and allowed the other party to arrest her whenever she wanted and let him go whenever he wanted.
One of the two wanted to send him away, but the other was determined not to leave. At this time, Liu Yang came over with Hu Xiaohong and Meng Sisi. Zhang Xianyang naturally welcomed Liu Yang in as if he were seeing a relative.
He thought Liu Yang had just arrived in Shicheng, thinking that this man heard that his wife had an accident in Shicheng and flew over in a hurry. He must not have figured out the situation yet.
Taking advantage of his eagerness to care about his wife's safety, he told them to leave. Why couldn't Liu Yang persuade Zhao Jingjing to leave quickly? Unexpectedly, Liu Yang not only did not persuade Zhao Jingjing, but instead spoke sarcastically, stabbing him that he was just a puppet in the city bureau.
Zhang Xianyang's face turned red and he said in a low voice: "Secretary Liu is joking. It's not that Director Jiang doesn't listen to me, but that he directly accepts the project tasks assigned by his superiors. The project must be handled exclusively with exclusive authority. He is only responsible to the superior leaders and does not need to report to me as the director."
Liu Yang rolled his eyes and asked with a smile: "Oh? I wonder which leader can directly command Director Jiang? Is it Director Gu or Secretary Yan of your Political and Legal Affairs Committee?"
Liu Yang's words obviously contained the element of digging a hole. Zhang Xianyang was sweating and stammered: "This... Only Director Jiang knows about this matter. I just... I don't know..."
This guy is still holding on to luck until now. Liu Yang ignored him and waved to Zhao Jingjing: "Honey, let's go."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Jingjing did not give Liu Yang any face, and said bluntly: "I won't leave until they let Xiaoping go."
Hu Xiaohong walked to Zhao Jingjing, lowered her voice, and said a few words into Zhao Jingjing's ear. Zhao Jingjing stood up in surprise and said, "Are you telling the truth?"
Hu Xiaohong nodded, and Zhao Jingjing glanced at Liu Yang with scrutiny again. Seeing Liu Yang nodding to herself, Zhao Jingjing reached out and picked up the small bag placed on Zhang Xianyang's desk, twisted her slim waist and walked towards the door.
When passing by Meng Sisi, Zhao Jingjing stopped involuntarily, looked at her and asked: "Meng Sisi, you seem to be classmates with him, right?"
Liu Yang's body trembled, and he realized that Zhao Jingjing actually knew his own affairs very well. Meng Sisi lowered her head and nodded awkwardly.
Zhao Jingjing didn't say anything more, and walked straight past Meng Sisi with a small bag in her arms.
By the Houhu Lake, the temperature is already a little cool.
An old man with gray hair sat on a stone bench on the shore, staring straight ahead, holding the crutch in his hand with his skinny palm. Because of the exertion, the veins on the back of the hand bulged slightly, like the roots of an old tree exposed outside the ground.
Beside him, two men in suits stood on the left and right. The one on the left is about fifty years old, and the one on the right looks younger, but still past his age.
At this time, the man in his fifties was bending down and talking to the old man. The old man withdrew his gaze and shook his head decisively.
The man's face turned gray: "Father, I'm really not willing to let it go..."
"Are you not willing to give in?" the old man said, slowly turning his head and looking at him with two electric eyes: "What are you not willing to give in to? Are you willing to continue to sit in this position without being ignored by others?" Do you want to masturbate to the end? Or are you still unwilling that people haven’t thrown you into jail yet?”
"Father..." As the man was talking, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. After taking it out and answering it, the man's eyes revealed a look of panic.
"What?..." the old man asked calmly.
The man's tone was low: "Pan... Pan Enqun informed me to go to a meeting..." The old man's arm holding the cane trembled slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "Did he call in person?"
The man said softly: "Yes... He said that the matter is urgent and he must not be absent..."
"What are you afraid of?" Looking at him, the light in the old man's eyes slowly returned to his turbid look: "What did you do? Didn't you do nothing? Go to the meeting. By then, Pan Enqun No matter what, you just need to express your support..."
The man whispered again: "Father..."
"You know you're afraid now? What have you done? When will you really listen to what I say? There are some things you can do, and some things you can't do. Now that old immortal is still alive and well, and you actually go and touch him My sweetheart..." When the old man said this, he raised his hand suddenly, and the crutch in his hand flew out with a whoosh.
With a "boom" sound, the crutch fell into the water and sank and undulated with the ripples of the lake surface, but in the end it floated on the water and did not sink.
"Every time you take a bite, you gain wisdom. However, the price this time will not be small, but Old Han and I are not dead yet..." the old man said, pointing to the cane floating on the lake: "Just follow It’s the same as this crutch. It’s not scary to sink or float. As long as you can float in the end, you can still appreciate the scenery of the lakes and mountains... "
"Father, I understand..."
The old man looked at him deeply, shook his head and said, "It would be great if you really understand! When doing things, you must see through the appearance and see through the essence of things. People like the mistress of the Han family may seem to be deep-minded, but in fact they have great ambitions and little talent. At best, he is just a Zhao Kuo who can only talk on paper, and cannot achieve much success. If you are in the company of such a person, it would be strange if you fail to follow through."
The man lowered his head and remained silent. Han Jianping is Zhao Kuo, so who is he? Are you Ma Su? !
The old man looked at him and couldn't help but sigh: "I know, you are still not convinced. You always feel that you are just a little bit unlucky. But have you ever thought about it? Why are you so unlucky so many times? What? There is a difference between conspiracy and conspiracy, not the means, but the intention... Let's go. If you can figure it out sometime, maybe luck will be on your side... "