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Chapter 173 Ready to Fly

Qiao Dawei looked at Old Qiao's nested appearance, knowing that he was really frightened, he said: "What are you crying about, it's not you in the photo! If it were you, you really wouldn't be able to live, don't say that my mother can't spare you, I will also kill that vixen and kill you again!"

The young men snickered, Qiao Dawei glared at them, and scolded: "What are you laughing at? Anyway, he is going to be on this kind of photo, and Lao Tzu is too late to be discouraged when he is happy, then I am a dignified and upright official child, I want the wind to be windy, and I want to be rainy." Alas—it's a pity, I didn't get this life, and there was no smoke coming out of my ancestral grave!"

"With your virtue, the smoke from the ancestral grave can't cover you!" Old Joe, who had recovered his strength, got up from the ground, looked at the boys, and asked, "Where did I find the writing? Why didn't I see it?"

"Uncle, there's still a lot of distraction over there!" replied the young man.

"What's that?" said old Joe, who almost fainted.

Lao Qiao is not an idiot, judging from his experience in the position of civil health in the provincial government for several years, someone must have wanted to rectify Xiao Feng and make him ruined.

"There really is!" said the boys.

"Hurry up and find it, you must collect it all, this thing must not be sloppy!" Old Qiao ran over in a panic, and the others followed closely.

Qiao Dawei did not follow in the footsteps of old Joe, but chased several other people in the yard to search.

He looked around, saw that no one was paying attention to him, and casually tucked a picture into his trouser pocket.

"Brother Vig, what are you doing?" a young man tapped him on the shoulder, startling him a lot.

"You're going to scare people to death, what's the matter with you, hurry up and find it!" Qiao Dawei gave him a vicious look.

"Oh, I see!" the young man was skinny, so he naturally didn't dare to talk much, and silently walked to the side.

Qiao Dawei looked at his back and smiled proudly.

He thought to himself: How valuable are the private photos of the provincial elders! God help me, I won't have to worry about running out of money to spend in the future!

After collecting the photos, everyone returned to the guard room together, Lao Qiao collected the photos one by one, and asked, "Have you read them carefully?"

"Uncle, don't worry, I've found all the corners and corners, but they're gone. The boys shouted together.

"That's good!" said Old Joe. He took out a handkerchief from his cloth pocket again, took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Qiao Dawei, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, it seems that no one will come at night, you lead them to eat and drink!"

Qiao Dawei took the money and said with a smile: "Old Joe, you are the most gentleman here!"

"Bunny, say you're fat, you're still gasping!Get out!" Old Joe chased after Qiao Dawei.

"Brothers, let's go!" Qiao Dawei gave an order, and the young men dispersed in a swarm.

Old Joe watched them go, wrapped the unsightly photographs in newspapers, and locked them in a drawer.

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On Monday, Xiao Feng walked into the government compound with brisk steps, his mental state was good, and under Gu Yuanshan's guidance, some things were indeed seen.

Lao Qiao looked at the people around him, and shouted nervously: "Governor Xiao......"

Hearing the voice, Xiao Feng stopped and turned around and asked, "Old Qiao, are you calling me?"

Old Joe hurried over, mysteriously stuffed something into his arms, and then turned and ran away.

Xiao Feng was puzzled, put his things in his pocket, and entered the office building.

As soon as he stepped into the office, Xiao Feng couldn't wait to open the tightly wrapped newspaper, and before the photo showed a corner, he quickly closed the newspaper and locked the door reflexively.

He leaned against the door and heard the sound of his heart pounding.

After a long time, he walked to the desk with difficulty, slowly opened the newspaper, and the photos slipped onto the desktop one by one, stabbing his eyes with pain.

He clenched his fists, slammed it on the table, gritted his teeth, and spit out a few words word by word: "Jiang-Chang-He-"

Knock Knock Knock –

There was a knock outside the door, Xiao Feng hurriedly put away the photo and stuffed it into the drawer. After sorting out his emotions, he went to open the door.

"Report to the governor, the summary meeting of flood fighting and rescue work began at nine o'clock. The secretary reported.

"Got it, you go get busy. Xiao Feng's facial expression was extremely unnatural.

As soon as the secretary left, Xiao Feng took out the photo again and looked at it facelessly.

He was furious, and thought to himself: How could the picture be in Old Joe's hands? He must have seen it—now, it's all over—

Leaning back in his chair in despair, the little confidence he had just found was gone.

He glanced at the wall clock on the wall, there were still fifteen minutes before nine o'clock, and it was naturally too late to deal with these photos, and besides, the smoke was too thick to burn in the office;

Thinking about it, he put the photo in a brown paper envelope, sealed it, and tucked it into a book on a shelf.

When he went out, he deliberately checked to make sure the door was locked, and then walked towards the conference room.

Walking into the conference room, Xiao Feng felt that Jiang Changhe's gaze had been following him, and after sitting down, he raised his head, and the eyes of the two met in the air, swords, swords, shadows, and cold light.

Xiao Feng thought to himself: Work is important, and put aside our grievances, and if we do more injustice, we will kill ourselves, Jiang Changhe, let's see!

After thinking about it, Xiao Feng smiled at Jiang Changhe and put away his gaze.

Xiao Feng's smile surprised Jiang Changhe, at such a time, he could still laugh?

The government compound was as orderly as ever, which made Jiang Changhe feel angry, and the expected uproar did not appear, and when he came to work, he deliberately paid attention to the propaganda boards in the courtyard and the hall, and the propaganda content had not been changed, but the photos pasted on it were gone.

He wondered very much in his heart, could it be that the photo had long legs and ran away, and after pondering for a long time, he remembered that Old Joe had found his traces. Could it be that Old Joe ripped off those photos?

It was difficult for Jiang Changhe to judge whether those photos were currently with Lao Qiao or had already reached Xiao Feng's hands. Even if it was at Lao Qiao's place, he couldn't ask about it, wouldn't that be tantamount to throwing himself into the net.

He was a little flustered in his heart, thinking to himself: The failure of this operation may have exposed himself, and Xiao Feng's first suspicion must be me! At this time, the open and secret battles have moved to the table, and in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to live in peace. Xiao Feng is nothing to be afraid of, what is terrible is that the relationship between him and Gu Yuanshan is repaired, the old ones are easy to mess with, and the small ones are not easy to mess with-

Jiang Changhe was trembling in his heart, and he didn't listen to a word of the content of the meeting, so that when it was his turn to speak, he didn't match the words before and after, which made the room full of people in the conference room snicker.

Jiang Changhe was very embarrassed, he looked at Xiao Feng resentfully, and found that he was sinister with a sinister smile.

After the meeting, Xiao Feng returned to the office and stared at the bookshelf for a while, he really didn't want to touch those evil photos again.

At a glance, he can't hold his head up in his life, and after seeing too much, I'm afraid that he won't even have the courage to live. The photographs alone were enough to make him ruined and notorious, not to mention the sound and color of the videos.

He withdrew his gaze, but couldn't concentrate on his work. Distraught, he threw the papers aside, closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

He suddenly thought that he should ask Lao Qiao clearly, where these photos came from, and by the way, he sealed his mouth, with the first time, there must not be a second time.

After a day of restless suffering, I finally got off work. Xiao Feng stood in front of the window and looked out, seeing Jiang Changhe mixed in the crowd, and when he walked to the guard room, he paused and looked in.

Xiao Feng was even more sure that Jiang Changhe did all this, but how the photo got to Lao Qiao is a mystery. With his understanding of Lao Qiao, he definitely didn't believe that he would collude with Jiang Changhe to frame him. Thinking about it first, he couldn't find a reasonable speculation.

After the crowd dispersed, Xiao Feng took out the envelope from the bookshelf, carefully put it into his bag, and walked into the guard room with a heavy heart.

Lao Qiao was holding a large bowl of noodles and feeding it to his mouth, and when he saw Xiao Feng, he quickly put down his chopsticks and looked at him stiffly.

"Old Qiao, you are an honest man, what kind of person am I Xiao Feng over the years, you should also know it?" Xiao Feng looked peaceful and took the route of being close to the people.

"Governor Xiao, I know who you are, that's not to say!" Old Qiao gave a thumbs up.

"Old Qiao-officialdom is complicated-" Xiao Feng looked at Lao Qiao sadly, and got a response from his gaze, before he continued: "I'm all the ones who are about to retreat, but some people just can't see me well-you tell me honestly, where did those things come from?"

"This-" Old Qiao wanted to speak and stopped, looked at Xiao Feng in panic, lowered his head, and said, "I picked it up at the gate, I didn't open it to see-"

"Old Qiao, you can't help others harm me-" Xiao Feng's tone became stern.

"I—where can I do that!" said old Joe.

"You didn't open it to see it, why do you know to give me something? Since you gave it to me, it proves that in your old Qiao's heart, it is still towards me!" Xiao Feng patted Lao Qiao's shoulder.

"Governor Xiao, I only glanced at it—I did pick it up at the door!" Seeing that the horse's feet were exposed, Old Qiao had no choice but to admit it.

"Okay, you can continue eating, you have to remember, this is someone framed me!By the way, does anyone else know about this?" Xiao Feng walked to the door, and suddenly turned around and asked.

"No, absolutely not! I'm alone. Old Joe hurriedly replied.

"That's good!" Xiao Feng nodded and left with heavy steps.

Lao Qiao looked at Xiao Feng's back, uneasy, he couldn't understand those battles in the officialdom, but he deceived Xiao Feng.

There is no way around it, and the doors should be closed on rest days, especially when people leave. That day, he left a crack and went to turn on the water, and went to a thatched house by the way, half an hour before and after, who knew that this kind of thing had happened.

He didn't dare to admit that he was out of duty, he was afraid of being punished, and he was even more afraid of losing his job, the old woman at home was not in good health and had to spend money, and his son Qiao Dawei was not successful, so he came to ask for money twice in three days; he didn't dare to let Xiao Feng know that Qiao Dawei's gangsters had seen the photos, for fear of causing trouble.

Lao Qiao looked at a bowl of noodles and couldn't swallow it, he made up nonsense for the first time, violating his own principles of life.

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)