After taking a taxi from the "Guanshui Lake Hotel", Li Qingyun went directly to his dormitory.

There's no way, I really don't know if the new house needs to be cleaned at night, so I can only just do it.

When she arrived at the bottom of the dormitory, Li Qingyun was carrying her luggage and preparing to walk to her building, when she met Lu Xiaomin and her father Lu Yiming.

"Ah, Director Li, are you back?" As soon as he saw Li Qingyun, Lu Xiaomin couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

On her side, Lu Yiming also hurriedly stopped, shook hands with Li Qingyun with a smile and said, "Director Li, I really haven't seen you for a while!"

Li Qingyun politely exchanged a few words with Minister Lu, and then turned to Lu Xiaomin and said, "How is it, Xiaomin." These days without my care, Zhang Danian, Wu Botao and a few of them, have had a much more nourishing life, right?"

Hearing Li Qingyun's words, Lu Xiaomin just pursed his lips and smiled.

Indeed, although Li Qingyun, the leader, is not very old, after a series of incidents, his prestige in the Office for Rectifying Work Style and the "Supervision Office for Party and Government Style" definitely exceeds that of previous leaders.

Especially that time, he helped Lu Xiaomin and Wu Botao withstand the pressure from above, and insisted that the punishment did not fall on the heads of the two, which made Li Qingyun's prestige in the office reach its peak.

Basically, when this person sits in a small office, no one dares to make a loud noise in the big office, and they all do what they do seriously.

After Li Qingyun was promoted to the inspection team of the provincial party committee, the working atmosphere of the Work Style Rectification Office and the "Party Style and Government Style Supervision Office" was indeed not as good as before.

Lu Xiaomin is also aware of this after half a year.

At this time, after listening to Li Qingyun's joking words, she naturally couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, yes. Director Li, you should have finished the work of the provincial party committee's inspection team this time, right? Starting next Monday, you will officially go to work?" Lu Xiaomin asked with some doubts.

Hearing this, Li Qingyun sighed slightly: "Well, the inspection work in Yuanbei County has indeed come to an end, and I will indeed go to the unit for a few days next Monday." ”

"However, the second phase of the inspection will start in two weeks. So, I won't stay in the unit for too long. In short, let's take a look at it again! We still have to wait for the notice of the provincial party committee's inspection work leading group......"

"Ah, yes, yes!" Lu Xiaomin nodded hurriedly when he heard this.

After chatting with Lu Yiming and Lu Xiaomin's father and daughter, Li Qingyun first said goodbye and returned to his dormitory.

When she got home, Li Qingyun sent a message to Lin Xue, telling her that she might be idle in the past two weeks, and asked her if she had time to take a look at herself.

After the news was sent, there was no reply for a long time, and Li Qingyun knew that Xiaoxue was probably on the plane again.

After sighing, Li Qingyun could only hide this trace of melancholy in his heart.

Although he knows Xiaoxue very well, he also knows that his words can make her give up the job at hand, and even let her hand over the huge business to others to take care of and concentrate on being a full-time wife.

But in that case, Xiaoxue will have no chance to realize the value of her life.

When she was in college, Li Qingyun knew very well that Xiaoxue had her own ideals.

If he asks his beloved wife to give up his ideals for the sake of his own career, it is too selfish, and it is not what Li Qingyun wants.

Therefore, he and Xiaoxue can only continue this kind of life of gathering more and leaving less.

After washing up, Li Qingyun, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but recall some anecdotes with Xiaoxue at school.

Thinking of the happy place, his slightly depressed mood suddenly improved a little.

The piercing sound of the mobile phone interrupted Li Qingyun's thoughts.

He looked up at the time, and it was nearly twelve o'clock.

During this time period, Li Qingyun really didn't understand who would make this call to him.

Silently picking up the mobile phone on the bedside table, Li Qingyun glanced at the number on it.

"Hmm, it's Liang Li, why is she calling so late?"

Seeing the name of the person beating on the mobile phone screen, Li Qingyun couldn't help but muttered to himself.

Strange to strange, Li Qingyun still quickly pressed the "answer" button.

Then, Liang Li's hurried voice immediately reached his ears.

"Qingyun, something happened!"

Liang Li's first sentence made Li Qingyun's little drunkenness disappear without a trace.

Reluctantly calming himself down, Li Qingyun slowed down his speech and said, "Sister Li, don't worry, speak slowly, I'll listen!"

It may be that Li Qingyun's comfort played a role, and Liang Li's high-pitched voice gradually calmed down.

She let out a long breath and said in a voice: "Qingyun, I just received news that Lao Qian accidentally fell from the second floor when he was letting off the wind in the detention center, and he has been sent to first aid!"

"What!?Sister Li, you can't hear it wrong, right?" Hearing this, Li Qingyun's tone raised an octave.

Liang Li said bitterly: "Absolutely not, the news was notified to me by Xiao Kezhi." When Lao Qian had an accident, he happened to be inspecting the detention center......"

Hearing the name "Xiao Kezhi", Li Qingyun never said anything questioning.

Indeed, Xiao Kezhi looks a little rude on the surface, but in fact he is very careful.

As soon as Qian entered, Li Qingyun and Liang Li talked to him separately, asking him to take care of Lao Qian's life in the detention center.

In this regard, Xiao Kezhi was full of promises at that time.

Now under the nose of him, the executive deputy director of the county bureau, Lao Qian had such an accident, and Xiao Kezhi's mood was also extremely bad.

Li Qingyun let out a long breath and spit out the boredom in his chest.

His intuition told him that this incident was definitely not an "accident", but probably "premeditated".

Liang Li called herself, obviously with the same judgment.

"Han Shunde, could it be him?" Li Qingyun thought secretly.

Just when Li Qingyun was secretly thinking about the impact of this matter, Liang Li on the other end of the phone asked impatiently: "Qingyun, what should we do now?"

"Although Lao Qian made mistakes, he was definitely not wrong to death. No matter how much this matter goes to, I must pursue it!"

Listening to Liang Li's somewhat angry words, Li Qingyun said lightly: "Sister Li, don't be in a hurry first. If something happens to Lao Qian, you and I feel uncomfortable. ”

"In this way, you should first arrange the aftermath of the work. Old money, you must do your best to save it!"

After a pause, Li Qingyun continued: "As for the follow-up matters, we will talk about it in detail when we go back, and we must come up with a charter!"

"Well, okay, I got Qingyun!"

Listening to Li Qingyun's tone, there was no intention of calming things down, Liang Li's spirit was lifted.