Text 141, pedestrians don't ask about the year

"Are you talking about Wu Mingming, did that person do it on purpose?" Yan Yongzheng looked at Zuo Yujiang and asked very vaguely.

"The afterlife is terrifying. Zhang Jingrui's city mansion and Zhang Heng's femininity have all made him learn everything. In addition, Guo Jianjun rushed forward without his life. Yuan Datou was actually dragged by force. As for Wu Mingming's matter, it shouldn't be his handiwork. He is not an immortal, who would have thought that after Wu Mingming's killing embryo was frightened, he would bite people all over the world regardless of it. Wufeng District is rotten. Starting from Du Zifeng, none of them can run. After Zuo Yujiang finished speaking, he looked at Yan Yongzheng with an indifferent expression.

"Yes, you mean, I understand. Du Zifeng relied on Yuan Datou to support him, and he has always ...... with us" Yan Yongzheng cautiously said half of it, but was interrupted by Zuo Yujiang.

"We?" Zuo Yujiang looked over with a smile, his eyebrows and feet had been raised.

"Hehe, I've always had nothing to do with me. Yan Yongzheng smiled wryly.

Zuo Yujiang shook his head slightly, stared at him, and sighed after a long time, "Do you think that if you take me out, the Zuo and Yan families will be able to get rid of it?

Yan Yongzheng understood, his face showed a slight expression, and he said, "Wufeng District has always had problems in applying for financial subsidies. But this account is a muddled account from beginning to end. From the previous directors to ......"

Zuo Yujiang didn't wait for him to finish, then interjected and said, "Check, since it's a foolish account, you can go and find out." Whose problems are and whose responsibilities are spread out on the table. ”

Yan Yongzheng hesitated for a moment, looked embarrassed, and said, "Check? Isn't this a bit ......?"

Zuo Yujiang Huo Ran got up and paced a few steps in the room before looking at him and said, "The problem is not alone. If you have any responsibilities, take them first. If you can't bear it, there is still me, and I can't bear it, so naturally there are others to bear it. It's all at this point, can't you still see clearly? What Chen Gongcheng hasn't done, Hua Haitian has to continue to do. Far and wide. Oh, the trend of ambition is far-reaching. ”

After all, Yan Yongzheng is also a decisive person, knowing that someone must step up at the critical moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, governor." I'll do it. ”

Zuo Yujiang nodded and said abruptly, "Confucius said that a gentleman is reserved but not fighting, and a group is not a party. Ouyang Wenzhong said that villains have no friends, only gentlemen. In fact, there is no such thing as an immutable gentleman and a villain, who can really distinguish between the group and the party. After speaking, he waved his hand and let Yan Yongzheng leave.

Ge Yuhuai, who was inspecting the county, looked up at the night sky and was speechless for a long time.

Lu Jing stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "The prefectural party committee and the comrades of the administrative office held a small banquet, ...... you look?"

Ge Yuhuai tightened his collar, shook his head and said, "Forget it." Let them disperse. ”

Lu Jing nodded, turned to leave. After a while, he came back again, holding a thermos water cup in his hand.

Ge Yuhuai took the water cup and asked Wen Yan, "If you are Yuan Jiping, how can you break the game?"

Lu Jing listened, thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "Shoot people first and shoot horses, and capture thieves and capture kings first." ”

Ge Yuhuai nodded, unscrewed the water cup and took a sip, then pointed at him again.

Lu Jing continued, "Although that person has some means, after all, time is still shallow. The connections gathered around are all false, and when they have the same interests, it is natural to mix oil in honey. But when the interests have been exhausted and the friendship is indifferent, they will kill each other in turn. Therefore, the key to breaking the game is a 'fast', and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him. ”

Ge Yuhuai smiled, shook his head and sighed, "You can see it, how can he not see it? Because you are not him." There are things you can't see, but he can. The trend of ambition is far-reaching. Our acting secretary is hidden in the night, but his heart is not small. ”

Lu Jing was taken aback, hesitated and said, "You mean, that person is just a puppet......?

Ge Yuhuai glanced at him and said slowly, "Have you ever seen a magic show? Those flamboyant, scantily clad female assistants keep dangling in front of your eyes. Are they puppets? No. The division of labor is just different. Everyone will change the tricks, and each one is subtly different. ”

Lu Jing listened attentively, and couldn't help but say, "It is not in vain to be able to show your face and be an assistant in this kind of master's move." ”

Hearing this, Ge Yuhuai nodded and said, "It's best if you can think like this." Our acting secretary came with the general trend, and his ambition is not small. It's just the beginning. Remember, the trend is not human. Between offense and defense, the battle is nothing more than this 'momentum'. Your mother-in-law, Minister Xie, spoke up, Wei Qiang did it, and even I temporarily avoided it, all for the sake of this 'potential' word. Next, it was Zuo Yujiang's turn. As for Yuan Jiping, hehe......"

Lu Jing listened, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, secretary, for your advice." ”

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Du Zifeng, secretary of the Wufeng District Party Committee, was still standing at the door of the office of Yuan Jiping, a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, and more than three hours had passed, his legs and stomach were shaking, his lips were dry, and his eyes were a little blurry.

Yuan Jiping's previous secretary did not follow, but stayed in the Longcheng Municipal Party Committee, and is now a division-level researcher of the Longcheng City Restructuring Office.

The current secretary is temporarily deployed, named Qu Fenqiang, a native of Beijing, who is about forty years old, and is also the deputy director of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee.

"Director Qu, is Secretary Yuan still busy?" Du Zifeng leaned against the wall and smiled at Qu Fenqiang, who came out to eat.

"Secretary Du, I'm sorry. Wait, why don't you come back at another time?" Qu Fenqiang smiled, not slacking off at all because Du Zifeng was down.

"No, thank you. I'll wait. After Du Zifeng finished speaking, he smiled and stood against the wall again.

Seeing this, Qu Fenqiang couldn't bear it, and whispered, "Secretary Du, why don't you go in and wait, sit down and drink some water." Standing here, coming and going, it's not too pretty. ”

Du Zifeng smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, thought twice, and whispered to Qu Fenqiang, "Director Qu, thank you." However, in such a place, soft-heartedness is taboo. My time is short, and if you don't know what to do, I hope you don't care. After saying that, he closed his eyes and stopped moving.

Qu Fenqiang was startled, didn't even look back, and left quickly.

If someone else says that, it's 100% a prevarication. But Yuan Jiping won't, if he doesn't want to see you, he won't make any excuses at all, and just let you get out. If he says busy, he must be busy.

Du Zifeng has a deep understanding of this.

Two years ago, the municipal construction of Longcheng City reached a critical period of gnawing hard bones. The transformation of urban villages in Wufeng District is even more advanced in meters. Mayor Kan Changjiang is weak and powerless, and the renovation project is about to be abandoned halfway.

At the moment of life and death, Yuan Jiping stepped forward, made a military order, worked hard for 90 days, chewed the bones hard, and carried out the urban village renovation project in Wufeng District to the end.

It was at that time that Du Zifeng entered Yuan Jiping's vision. After 90 days of getting along day and night, he was shocked by Yuan Jiping's work style of not being afraid of hardship and death, and he was convinced and became a general under Secretary Yuan.

After waiting for more than half an hour, when he was about to despair, a group of people rushed out of Yuan Jiping's office, and a few familiar faces smiled at him and quietly left. Then, Qu Fenqiang nodded at him, signaling that he could go in.

Yuan Jiping was eating a boxed lunch, and his eyes did not take off the map of Dragon City spread out on the desk. The map is densely marked with all kinds of data. It's probably the power of the old flowers, and the face is almost pasted on the picture.

Du Zifeng's grievances disappeared the moment he saw Yuan Jiping.

Secretary Yuan has lost weight again, his temples are gray, his clothes are still the ones he often wears, and only the reading glasses on his nose are barely new.

Du Zifeng looked at the familiar scene in front of him, his nose was sore, tears almost fell, and he choked up and said, "Secretary Yuan, Zifeng has come to ask you for his guilt." ”

Yuan Jiping glanced up at him when he heard this, took off his glasses, and said with a smile, "Zifeng, sit down." It's going to be a bit long, so let's wait. ”

Du Zifeng looked at the boxed lunch, which had no hot air, and hurriedly poured a cup of boiling water and put it over. Yuan Jiping's office never allows the secretary to be around, this is his rule.

"Zifeng, I've heard about Wu Mingming. Four words, appalling. You're not at the helm as a squad leader. Yuan Jiping leaned back, rubbed his temples, and said slowly.

"Yes, Secretary Yuan. Du Zifeng said with a smile, "I'll go back and review it with the municipal party committee, and I should be expelled or killed, I admit it." But if someone has bad intentions and wants to use this to burn the fire on the heads of others, I am not easy to mess with. ”

Yuan Jiping was in a trance for a while, as if he had returned to the time when he abandoned his family and business two years ago, and he gave him this nickname.

"Alas, Zifeng. A few days ago, I said outside that we must resolutely put an end to substituting affection for the law and using power to disrupt the law. I still have that attitude. As long as you don't break the law or discipline, no one can do anything to you. You know my temper, now I ask, have you been corrupt or bribery?" Yuan Jiping finished speaking, his old eyes were full of light and murderous aura.

"Absolutely not, it's true that I didn't control my crotch, but if you want to say that you are corrupt and bribery, there is no such thing. Du Zifeng stared at him and did not evade.

After a long time, Yuan Jiping nodded, smiled, and said, "Okay, you Du Erlengzi, the matter in the crotch of your pants is managed by someone from the Commission for Discipline Inspection." I can't control you. Come, I'll send you a pair of words. ”

The ancient clumsy official book was written, and it was on the high city.

In the courtyard, Kong Yanyan has left.

Guo Jianjun and Ren Kai sat opposite each other.

"As soon as you go to the high city. Hehe. Interesting. Ren Kai said with a smile, but his eyes were full of fierceness.

"As soon as you go to the high city, you will be sad, and the willows will be like Tingzhou. The clouds are rising and the sun is sinking, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings. Under the birds, the green Qinyuan is in the evening, and the cicadas are singing in the yellow leaves of the Han Palace. Pedestrians don't ask about the year, so the east of the country comes to Weishui. Guo Jianjun looked at the tea on the table in a daze and said softly.

After a long time, Guo Jianjun took a sip of tea and said in a low voice, "The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings. Yuan Datou is warning us. ”

Ren Kai shook his head and said with a smile, "It's a warning." Not for us, though. We're not in his eyes yet. Someone else sent me a pair of words. He also sent a pair of words out. Hehe. The older you get, the younger you get. After speaking, he smiled, squinted his eyes, and said lightly, "Pedestrians don't ask about the past." That's what he wanted to say to me. ”