Chapter 66: Don't be impatient
Since ancient times, evil does not prevail over good, the young and vigorous Tang Yifan was warned by the arrogant man in black late at night, he didn't sleep all night, if he chooses to swallow his anger, what is the difference between him and those mediocre officials, such as Zhang Yaohua and Mao Ziqing, although they are not in the same stream as Song Daochun, their conscience is unbearable.
Early the next morning, Tang Yifan got up in a hurry, he wanted to invite Wang Yimei over, talk to her openly, let her rest assured, and tell the inside story and what she knew. Through last night's intimidation, Tang Yifan was even more certain that Wang Yimei might have mastered the core secret of the other party, otherwise she would not have thrown bricks at herself.
"Hey, is it Director Wang?" Tang Yifan looked through the call records, found Wang Yimei's mobile phone number, and dialed it directly. It was only six o'clock in the morning, Wang Yimei obviously did not access Tang Yifan's number, was startled, and asked timidly: "Are you?"
"I'm Tang Yifan. ”
"Oh, Mayor Tang, what are you looking for me to do so early?" Tang Yifan replied very simply: "I thought about it for a night, and decided to have a good talk with you, you should go to my office early today." ”
“…… Well, thank you so much, I'm glad that you're on my side, that there are good people. "I hesitated for a moment before thanking him, at least from the bottom of my heart, Wang Yimei was grateful to him, before she came to Tangshan Town, she didn't know Tang Yifan. Everyone knows that Song Daochun is covering the sky in Tangshan Town, no one dares to provoke him, according to common sense, Tang Yifan can choose to acquiesce and stand by.
Tang Yifan hung up the phone, full of strength, his hands waved a few punches in the air in a row, his body was relaxed, no matter what the result was, at least his heart was no longer entangled. He ran to the washing room at the end of the corridor, washed his face with cold water, completely cleared the fatigue and tension of the past few days, trotted downstairs, and found a breakfast stall on the street.
Tang Yifan ate most of the fritters in one go, threw down five yuan, and disappeared into the morning light, he trotted all the way into the town government compound, and saw Wang Yimei's office door with the light open, it seemed that she was more anxious than herself. Yes, no one can sleep well when this kind of thing happens, Wang Yimei is obviously paying attention to the South Building, and when she saw Tang Yifan walking into the corridor, she immediately walked out of the office, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the entire compound, she had a conversation with Tang Yifan first, so as not to make people talk too much.
In the courtyard downstairs, only the boiler worker Lao Feng held a broom in his hand, and he was powerless to sweep the yellow leaves. Wang Yimei was walking on the road, feeling a cold air coming from the side and back, she quickly turned her head to take a look, and saw Lao Feng holding a broom with both hands, staring at herself with round eyes. Wang Yimei was startled by his eyes, and then controlled her emotions, hey, I have been too nervous recently, and an old man who sweeps the floor scared himself like this, Wang Yimei nodded at the old man, the old man sighed and shook his head, and continued to pick up the broom.
Damn, why is everyone in this courtyard weird, even Lao Feng can't get used to himself.
And Tang Yifan walked to the door of the office, fumbled a few times, found the key and poked it a few times, only to hear a "click", and the door opened. He subconsciously lowered his head and pulled out the key, and suddenly saw a white note, and the wind brought by his footsteps directly blew the note out more than a meter, dancing in the air.
Tang Yifan didn't care, thinking that the cold wind blew down the note on the desk through the window last night, bent down and picked it up and threw it into the trash. Tang Yifan was stunned, carefully savoring this sentence, what does it mean, deep-rooted, referring to Song Daochun and his group? What about the second half of the sentence, is it to remind himself that he is too anxious?
It must be like this, Song Daochun has been operating in Tangshan Town for ten years, according to Cai Quan, he sent four mayors before and after, without exception, all of them fell for one reason or another, and I, a scholar, who was less than thirty years old, could overthrow Song Daochun so quickly? There is only one answer, impossible!
The man in black last night was not intimidating himself, it must have been a radical general, arousing his desire to fight, making himself unable to hold his breath, and making a mess of his feet first! Thinking of this, Tang Yifan was soaked with beads of sweat on his forehead, the other party was too strong, so strong that he wanted to suffocate, and accidentally got into the trap! Tang Yifan thought of this, and heard footsteps coming from the corridor, Tang Yifan glanced at the note again, and saw that there was still a mess underneath: a passer-by in the deep courtyard.
Tang Yifan was not allowed to think too much, Wang Yimei arrived in front of him, Tang Yifan quickly hid the note, and was shocked. Wang Yimei saw it in her eyes and asked, "Didn't Mayor Tang sleep well?" ”
"Oh, it's okay, come on... Director Wang, please be seated. Tang Yifan moved a chair and put it next to Wang Yimei, Wang Yimei said thank you and sat down, "You called me this morning, I was struggling and depressed, I can't find any way, you can talk to me, it is the greatest help to me, with your support, I have the confidence to do anything." ”
first put on a high hat for Tang Yifan, this woman has also been mixed up for most of her life, and she knows how to talk. Tang Yifan smiled awkwardly: "Director Wang, you only talked to me half of the conversation yesterday, do you have any concerns?"
Wang Yimei didn't answer, but was thinking about whether to tell the story, can this Tang Yifan wrestle with Song Daochun? How much hope is there? After a while, Wang Yimei asked in a low voice: "Mayor Tang, how sure can you be, I heard that your relationship with the district is also very stiff." ”
Hearing this, Tang Yifan understood, the other party didn't trust him very much, he thought of the words on the note just now, and shook his head: "That's it, don't tell me what about you, I'll give you an idea, you go to Secretary Sun Zheng of the District Commission for Discipline Inspection, that comrade still has faith and is a decent person." ”
Wang Yimei was disappointed, after making trouble for a long time, you asked me to go up there by myself, and refused to help, his face was gloomy, as if he had been tricked, he stood up, and his voice was stern: "Officials protect each other, this sentence is true." Originally, I thought you were young and not like those people, but I didn't expect you to play this way of kicking ball. ”
"Director Wang, I... I'm also new here, and it's hard to talk about some things. ”
Wang Yimei pushed away the chair: "Okay, don't explain, with this attitude, what are you calling me!" I'm leaving!" Tang Yifan chased him out, and wanted to say a few more words, but he only saw Wang Yimei's back.
Tang Yifan stood in the corridor and looked down from the window, only the whole compound was very cold, only Lao Feng's broom sighed from time to time.
After two hours, the Tangshan Town Government compound was lively, the staff came to work one after another, the Passat car drove all the way to the entrance of the South Building Hall, Lao Sun quickly jumped out of the car, ran to the back door and opened the door, Song Daochun wrapped his windbreaker tightly, combed a few strands of hair on the top of his head, and took a step into the building.
It didn't take long for Li Sen to follow in and knock on Song Daochun's door.
"Secretary Song, according to your instructions, everything has been done. There was a smile on Li Sen's face, and he thought that last night's affairs were done perfectly. Song Daochun opened the drawer and threw over a box of "three or five", and said, "Authentic foreign goods, see if there is a difference between them and the ones you bought at the stalls?"
Li Sen seemed to have received the yellow coat, took it respectfully with both hands, and said with a smile: "Thank you, leader, the designation is much stronger than those goods." Oh, it's a blessing for my generation to follow you, eating fragrant and drinking spicy. Song Daochun laughed: "That girl came to find Tang Yifan?"
Li Sen was impatient to tear open the cigarette case, took out one and handed it over first, Song Daochun waved his hand away, what he wanted to know most at the moment was whether Tang Yifan had gone according to the set plan.