Feng Mingtang and several responsible persons of the provincial organization department came to Lingnan, and when they arrived at the compound of the Lingnan Municipal Party Committee, they went directly to the building and came to the door of Zheng Yiguo's office.

"Knock knock~"

Feng Mingtang's secretary knocked on the door and shouted loudly: "Secretary Zheng, Governor Feng is here, open the door." ”

There was no reaction in the room, and after a while, he heard the business of the chair dragging the floor, Zheng Yiguo walked through and opened the door weakly, his hair was scattered and he looked haggard. After opening the door, Zheng Yiguo didn't even say hello, and the solemnity and enthusiasm unique to officialdom in the past were gone, so he turned his head and walked back to the desk and collapsed.

Feng Mingtang saw Zheng Yiguo's appearance, sighed slightly, and waved his hand to a few people behind him: "You guys wait outside, I'll talk to Xiao Zheng alone." ”

A few people nodded, and helped Feng Mingtang close the door.

Feng Mingtang walked to the opposite side of Zheng Yiguo and sat down slowly, Zheng Yiguo drooped his head and didn't lift it.

"What is this for, ready to kill yourself?" Feng Mingtang pointed to the blade on the table and a white handkerchief.

"No, I forgot to clean up!" Zheng Yiguo said far-fetchedly.

Feng Mingtang leaned on his chair, keeping a distance from Zheng Yiguo, looking at the leader of this Lingnan place. This kind of desperate expression of wanting to cry without tears is not the first time Feng Mingtang has seen it, in the officialdom, I don't know how many high-ranking people this kind of emotion will be repeated every year, and there is no novelty at all. And Feng Mingtang, who has climbed up all the way up by virtue of honesty and diligence, does not have so much overflowing sympathy, if Zheng Yiguo had already killed himself when he came here, he would not have a little mood swing, there is nothing to pity about it, it is completely his own fault, however, Zheng Yiguo struggled for a long time and was still reluctant to cut the knife on his wrist.

A person who has controlled the life and death of others countless times, in fact, he himself may not be afraid of death.

"I won't say much about your son, it's ironclad. You don't actually have to call people at all, and if you make a mistake, you will be responsible for your mistakes. As an official, it's really sad that you didn't educate your children well, but it's a pity that you lost two lives, your good youth and life are gone, but you have single-handedly created all this!" Feng Mingtang's voice was low, very disappointed and helpless.

Zheng Yiguo bowed his head and was silent, he was not interested in saying anything to refute anything, and he would not intercede, he knew that he was finished.

"You have been in power in Lingnan for a long time, and you are very clear about your own credit, and it is the same in our province. Don't think that we don't know what you have done in the local area, we have recorded an account of how many wrong and stupid things you have done in the fight against the gang a while ago. It is not easy for the country to train a cadre, and your performance is too disappointing and painful. Last time, we pressed down the materials to report you and gave you a little more time, and that was for the sake of stability and the overall situation, and now, I won't say anything. In fact, whether it happens or not, the result is still the same. ”

"What do my teachers say?" asked Zheng Yiguo pointedly.

Feng Mingtang shook his head: "Hate iron doesn't make steel, just hide your face and sigh." ”

"I know!" Zheng Yiguo almost desperately squeezed out these words, his voice trembling.

Feng Mingtang stood up, pointed to his knife and said, "I don't recommend that you take this stupid way to cut off, your body should be cherished by your parents, and it is unfilial piety to cut the meridians and commit suicide." My son did not have a good education, and he did not do a good job, but we will not ignore the merits of your reign. In fact, it doesn't matter whether the merit is greater than the fault or the excess, what matters is how you face yourself and be responsible for yourself. If you are willing to listen to my opinion, you can go to the province and turn yourself in for a review, and you can talk to the old people and children before you die, and make friends, which can be regarded as merit!"

Zheng Yiguo still didn't speak, and Feng Mingtang walked out of the office with his hands behind his back, and said to the people waiting outside the door: "Let's go, he will solve it himself!"

......

A high-nosed, black-eyed, brown-haired American named Jack was tied up by Dixiong's brother in Shenzhen and stuffed into a car, and then escorted to Lingnan overnight.

When Li Xiaomeng saw Jack, Jack was a little embarrassed, and his brand-name clothes were also ruined, but the arrogant and graceful posture of the Americans was still there, and he scolded Li Xiaomeng in very disparate Chinese: "Do you know what the concept of kidnapping American citizens is, but our country's passport says: No matter where you are, the great American Republic will escort you." I am in the upper class in the United States, and the consulate has my friends, so let me go quickly, otherwise you will be in big trouble, and you will be annihilated wherever you hide. The FBI won't show mercy to your men, does the FBI know? Let me go!"

“FBI?” Li Xiaomeng sneered, dragged out a folding chair and sat opposite Jack, and pulled the rope tied to him.

"It's too loosely tied, do you like the American citizen or are you scared, give him special care?

"Yes!"

"Tighten it up a little more until he figures out where and who you're talking to!" Li Xiaomeng scolded loudly.

Dixiong's brother pulled his body fiercely and tightened it hard, causing Jack to grin in pain: "Motherfucker, getoffme, fuckyou!" IswerIwillkillyouall！”

"Grass, scolding Lao Tzu in English, Lao Tzu won't understand?" Li Xiaomeng kicked Jack and waved his hand, "Bring a knife!"

"Hall Master, Knife!"

Li Xiaomeng took a sharp dagger, the dagger was glowing, and the light and shadow flashed on Jack's face, so frightened that his face changed.

"You don't know who I am, but I know who you are, what you do, and where your home is. I asked you to come here because I wanted to talk to you about something, and I didn't intend to be rude to you, but your attitude really makes us, the weak people who are always bullied by you in the United States, very angry, so we can only treat you, a high-class person who claims to be from a civilized country, in an uncivilized way!"

“O,Shit,youcan'tdothis,oh,no!”

"If you promise to cooperate well and show due grace, please let me know, I will stop, by the way, in Chinese!" Li Xiaomeng slowly pressed the dagger on the side of Jack's face, the blade facing down, ready to cut down at any time.

"No, don't, my face! what do you want me to do, don't cut my face!"

Li Xiaomeng put away the cold dagger and smiled: "That's right, you run a financial company in the United States, and you have business dealings with people in our Lingnan area, right?"

Jack nodded, but his expression was very wooden, because he was in Shenzhen when he was tied up yesterday, and he didn't know that he had been dragged to Lingnan by car, and he didn't know why Li Xiaomeng was looking for himself: "You, do you want money? Or do you want to join the cooperation with me?"

Li Xiaomeng shook his head: "No, I want to make a bid." ”

"What does that mean?" Jack didn't understand what Li Xiaomeng was saying.

Li Xiaomeng hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "You'll know later, you have to handle this bidding well, otherwise you may never be able to return to your great motherland, and you will die in a foreign land like those soldiers who participated in the Vietnam War!"