Chapter 1193: Looking at the Problem Dialectically

When he woke up, Li Yundao was lying on his bed, his mouth was dry, he should have been hungover. How did Lā get home? Just as he wanted to get up, he found a slender arm on his chest, Li Da Diaomin was startled, and when he turned his head sideways, he saw the fifth lady of the Qi family who was sleeping sweetly with his arms around him.

Li Yundao tried to recall the scene after leaving the barbecue restaurant, but his memory seemed to be cut off, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall what happened last night.

He gently removed the little girl's arm, lifted the sheet, and got out of bed lightly. There were his clothes, shoes and socks scattered around the bed, but fortunately he was still wearing pajamas. No, he immediately thought of a question, if he was drunk, who gave him the pajamas? And because he used to make medicine barrels when he was young, he used to sleep without clothes, so this pajamas must have been put on by a clever little girl.

Li Yundao smiled bitterly, but he didn't know if he had made some inappropriate behaviors in his confusion last night.

After going downstairs for a morning run, he was refreshed, and bought breakfast by the way, and when he got home, Li Yundao went to the room to take a look, the little girl's eyelashes flashed, but she pretended to be still asleep, Li Yundao didn't break it, she ate breakfast alone, cleaned up a little and went out.

Hearing the sound of the door, the little girl who had been hiding in the quilt and didn't dare to say anything opened her eyes suddenly, and touched her hot cheeks: "Qi Xiaohan, Qi Xiaohan, how can you be so smart?" She got up from the bed triumphantly, found the glasses under the bed and put them on, stretched her waist for a long time, and then hummed a little song and began to wash.

Last night was the first time she came back to Li Yundao's house, although she didn't worry about eating and drinking since she was a child, she didn't ask about firewood, rice, oil and salt, but her eyesight still existed, Hongcheng Rose Garden is a high-end residential community in West Lake City, where a set of large flats, the price is more than two or three times that of ordinary villas. Last night, she finally knew what it meant to be heavy, and after paying fifty yuan, she asked the kind driver of the online car-hailing to carry Li Yundao, who was asleep halfway, back home. She took out a brand new pink toothbrush in the drawer of the bathroom, which was the "enemy" that had been discovered last night, brushed her teeth, looked at herself in the mirror, she made a playful grimace, thinking of the picture of him wearing pajamas last night, her face was a little hot again.

"This bad guy, what a bad guy!" she raised her toothbrush, revealing two rows of white teeth, and flicked her flawless face again, "Hehe, Qi Xiaohan, you are so beautiful!"

When I walked to the living room, I saw breakfast on the dining table, and there was a sticky note on the table, only seven words: breakfast is hot before eating.

Qi Xiaohan carefully folded the paper in half and put it into his pocket, stretched his neck and looked at the breakfast, well, although it is not as rich as usual at home, but it is barely satisfied, and the surname Li has a conscience, and it is not in vain that he spent the boss's hard work last night to get that drunk guy who sank like a dead pig home!

When Li Yundao appeared in the city bureau, the rumor that the director of the public security bureau was stabbed to death was self-defeating, one morning, a group of people came from the criminal investigation detachment, a wave of anti-narcotics came, and even the police dog detachment came, and the last one to come was Ji Lingyan, in fact, he was the first person to get the news, but in the morning he accompanied Qu Feiqing to investigate in the district, and was entrusted by Qu Feiqing to visit Li Yundao near noon.

"You are doing an easy job, you haven't exhausted me to death in the past few days!" In front of Li Yundao, Ji Lingyan's state was relaxed, lying on the sofa in a paralyzed posture and swallowing clouds and spitting fog, fortunately Li Yundao closed the door of the office, otherwise the image that the first secretary of the municipal party committee had worked so hard to build would easily collapse.

"It's good, you should exercise and exercise, anyway, sooner or later you have to put it down there and be on your own. Li Yundao smiled gloatingly, "How is it, aren't you tired?"

Ji Lingyan was indeed very tired, and his complexion was not very good, and the two dark circles under his eyes looked like an extremely unhealthy patient: "Secretary Qu has given a death order, and he must find out who is behind the assassination of you, and the pressure on your city bureau has been a bit great in the past few days." But to be honest, I really admire you, I didn't go to the scene of the crime, but I saw all the photos, it's just random shooting, just like that, you can't die, it is said that you escaped with a beauty and ascended to heaven?

Li Yundao smiled: "If you are not convinced, you can also take a few shots!"

"Don't, I still want to keep this little life to serve the people! The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard!"

Li Yundao smiled: "You are all comrades, what should you do with your wife?"

"Get out!" Ji Lingyan scolded with a smile, "You think I am you, the red flag does not fall and the colorful flags are fluttering, I can tell you that as a qualified party member, although we must be fraternal, we can't be indiscriminate." ”

The two chatted for a while, and finally returned to the topic.

"Do you know which force is doing it?" Ji Lingyan was a little worried, "Since they dare to kill one Kang You, they dare to kill another Li Yundao." ”

Li Yundao sighed and shook his head: "If you knew, you would go and arrest people now, why do you have to worry about it here?"

"Can the seriously injured gangster speak?" Secretary Qu has been very concerned about the affairs of the Public Security Bureau these days, so Ji Lingyan is about to become the acting director.

"I'm still in a coma. Li Yundao knew that the gangster would probably never wake up, and even if he woke up, the people behind him would find a way to make him never be able to open his mouth.

"Why don't I think you seem to be too concerned about this matter?" Ji Lingyan was a little curious, from the perspective of an assassinated person, Li Yundao's reaction was so calm that he was surprised.

"I'm almost dying, how can I care?" Li Yundao laughed. From the lower Kunlun Mountain to now, I have walked at the door of the Hades Palace I don't know how many back and forth, from the beginning when I see a dead person, my stomach will turn over the river and the sea, and now I have experienced the rain of bullets and bullets, and my face is as usual, and my psychological endurance is almost geometrically enhanced. Ji Lingyan has been in the agency since graduating from university, and now he is working as a secretary with Qu Lingyan, which can be regarded as rich in experience in the eyes of ordinary people, but compared with Li Yundao, he is still a small thing.

"That's not right!" Ji Lingyan stared at Li Yundao, "Do you know who is behind these things?"

Li Yundao looked innocent: "If I knew, I would have reported to Secretary Qu a long time ago, and I would have to wait until now?"

Ji Lingyan pointed at Li Yundao and said, "You pretend again!"

Li Yundao knew that he couldn't hide it from Ji Lingyan, so he shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't know who it is, I only know that this is a fight between the gods, and the little ghost suffers." ”

Ji Lingyan was stunned for a moment, the immortals were fighting? If even Kang and him were imps, then who were the immortals? Ji Lingyan didn't dare to think about it.

After being silent for a while, Ji Lingyan still asked, "Do you say our secretary knows?"

Li Yundao shook his head and said truthfully: "It's hard to say. ”

Ji Lingyan sat up straight, unprecedentedly serious: "Zhao Ping'an?"

Li Yundao continued to shake his head and pointed to the sky.

Ji Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "It's okay." But he immediately wondered again, "What does it have to do with Kang?"

"It's not clear yet, I guess Lao Kang wants to go further, to this level, it shouldn't be enough to use his brains in the province alone. ”

When eating in the cafeteria, Ji Lingyan obviously had no appetite and seemed worried, Li Yundao sat opposite him and smiled kindly: "What, it's not appetizing? I'll let the canteen fry two side dishes for you?"

Ji Lingyan waved his hand: "I've actually been thinking about what you just said, and at the same time, I'm also reflecting on whether the efforts I've made over the years are meaningful." ”

Li Yundao sighed slightly, the truth is often cruel. If a department-level official can be sacrificed anytime and anywhere, then for a civil servant like Ji Lingyan, who has struggled for most of his life, the originally bright future suddenly turned into a fog. Hard work suddenly loses its direction, which is extremely cruel for everyone who has persistent ideals and goals in life.

"Brother Yan, you can't look at this matter narrowly. Friction and strife between high-level leaders due to differences in political ideas have been the most normal thing in all dynasties. We still have no way of knowing what Lao Kang intervened in to cause the disaster, but it is too one-sided to deny a system based on just one or two flaws. Is there a perfect social system in this world? Ideology aside, do you say that the liberalism of the United States is really good? Is our collectivism really bad? Marx taught us to look at things from a dialectical point of view, and to generalize from the point of view is not to look at the leopard in the tube.

Ji Lingyan was obviously a little absent-minded, and sighed: "Yundao, I won't hide it from you, in fact, following Secretary Qu during this time, I feel very tired, unprecedentedly tired." I also understand that the pressure of the leader is high and the emotions are repetitive, but sometimes I have to be considerate and considerate of the people below us, alas, if you don't say it, it will be bad to talk about it......"

Li Yundao suddenly thought of his own situation from the deceased Kang, and he also knew that Ji Lingyan regarded himself as a friend before he dared to complain in private, and comforted: "The province and the city are angry at both ends, and Secretary Qu, the number one in the provincial capital, is not good!"

Ji Lingyan nodded and said: "Mayor Yan and Secretary Zhao are very close, it is said that at several conferences in the province, Secretary Zhao has praised Mayor Yan by name for doing his job well. Some of the officials in the city are grass on the wall, and as soon as they feel that the wind is wrong, they immediately rush to the mayor's office to report their work, you haven't been in contact with the secretary for a few days, otherwise ......" He didn't continue, just sighed.

"Don't be discouraged, I told you last time, you have to eat one bite at a time, and the situation must be opened step by step. Everything that conforms to the trend of history is spiraling, and it is almost impossible for us to achieve our work overnight. The two hurriedly ate two bites in the cafeteria, and then stood in the shade below the office building to smoke.

Ji Lingyan has a very high emotional intelligence, and his emotions recover quickly, and the two of them quickly talked and laughed, so that when Lin Taozi walked up to the two, Secretary Ji was talking about the story of a certain director in the city who was caught and raped in bed, and the two of them leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, but no one noticed the arrival of Director Lin.

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