On the phone, after listening to Song Zhifei's direct admission to the filthy relationship with Li Qingyun, Hong Jiantao sighed.

At this point, Song Zhifei of course guessed that he seemed to have done something wrong.

He opened his mouth sneeringly, but he didn't know what to say.

Hong Jiantao on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Zhifei, you really kicked the iron plate this time......

When Song Zhifei heard this, his heart was shocked.

He knew that although his old friend was in a high position, he had always looked at him differently and spoke more casually.

On weekdays, it is really rare to see him talk to himself in such a solemn tone.

But now, this old friend said such a thing uncharacteristically, what does this mean?

This shows that the identity of Li Qingyun should be carefully weighed even by Hong Jiantao, a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and a member of the deputy ministerial-level senior member of the municipality directly under the Central Government.

Thinking of this, Song Zhifei's heart suddenly pinched.

He brought the phone closer to his ear and stammered, "Jiantao...... What is the origin of this Li Qingyun? He...... Is it really a big deal?"

Listening to this old friend's question, Hong Jiantao told Li Qingyun's origin one by one.

At the end, he said to Song Zhifei in a serious voice: "Zhifei, I have explained the situation to you, what to do next, you should also know in your heart." ”

"From what you just said, I can feel that this Li Qingyun is still relatively low-key, because he didn't directly say anything heavy to scold you at the meeting. ”

"To remind you, starting tomorrow, you had better participate in this reception activity in Binhai High-tech Zone. At the same time, we will do our best to repair the relationship with the representatives of Ninghai New Area. ”

After a pause, Hong Jiantao said with confidence: "According to my speculation, although this District Chief Li is young, he is definitely not the kind of person with low eyelids. As long as you do better in the next few days, he won't take your previous thoughts to heart......"

Listening to his friend's sincere words, Song Zhifei nodded again and again: "Cheng, Cheng, I know, Jiantao." In the next few days, I promise I won't go wrong again!"

When Hong Jiantao heard this, he said "um" and said, "Cheng, it's good that you have a score in your heart." Okay, if it's okay, I'll hang up first. ”

"Speaking of which, although this Li Gongzi's current level is not too high, he doesn't need me to come forward when he comes to our Binhai City. But the necessary attention is not missing. Later, I have to call Cai Guangsheng, the secretary of your high-tech zone, and ask about the situation first......"

"Okay, okay, then Jiantao, you're busy!" Song Zhifei said busily.

After ending the call with Vice Mayor Hong, Song Zhifei's face was flushed.

He never imagined that the young man he had just offended at the meeting was the niece and son-in-law of Secretary Lin, the number one leader in his Binhai City.

Although he has been in the state-owned enterprises for a long time, he is not very clear about some changes in coastal officialdom.

But Song Zhifei also knows how high the prestige of Lin Zhongxin, secretary of the municipal party committee, is in Binhai City.

In the past six or seven years in Binhai City, Secretary Lin's influence has spread almost all over the city.

In the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, there are five or six people who can be called descendants of Secretary Lin.

The rest, such as Mayor Chen Jianfei and Fang Jin, full-time deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, although they cannot be simply counted as people in Secretary Lin's circle, they also have great respect for him.

Among the people, in the mouths of the citizens of Binhai City, Secretary Lin's ability and courage are even more well-known.

In just five or six years, Binhai City has been able to leap from the eighth position in domestic GDP to the top five, and there is a trend of further jumping, which is inseparable from Secretary Lin's foresight.

Under such circumstances, it is needless to say that Secretary Lin Zhongxin's prestige in Binhai City is high.

Now that he has offended the niece and son-in-law and the leader of the third generation of the Lin family, who is very recognized by Secretary Lin, because of his good face, Song Zhifei's head is a little big.

But, as my old friend said just now, since it has happened, we can only look forward.

If he could change the bad sense of District Chief Li as soon as possible, it would become Song Zhifei's top priority.

Sighing with a muffled sigh, Song Zhifei waved his hand and made a gesture to Xiao Wang, the driver who had been waiting, and said, "Drive, go back to the company!"

Xiao Wang nodded, didn't speak, and directly changed gears, ready to start the car.

Just when the body was shaking slightly due to gear shifting, Song Zhifei inadvertently saw Li Qingyun outside the "Hilton Hotel", who was looking around, ready to stop a taxi.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhifei immediately blessed his heart, and hurriedly reminded loudly: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, go and stop in front of that young man!"

When the driver Xiao Wang heard this, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and as soon as he made a force under his feet, the car rushed out with a bang.

Standing at the door of the hotel, before Li Qingyun could wave to take a taxi, a Daben stopped in front of him with a "whirring".

The next moment, Song Zhifei's impressive face appeared in front of him.

"District Mayor Li, are you going to the Standing Committee, I just happened to drop by and give you a ride?"

may be because he is too anxious, Song Zhifei's flattering look at this time can't be concealed.

Even the words of the "Standing Committee" were directly blurted out.

After saying that, he reacted, as if he had shown too much.

If one is not good, it may be counterproductive.

Just when Song Zhifei's heart was up and down, Li Qingyun had already completely understood what was going on.

He secretly sighed in his heart, feeling that the news always spread so fast.

It seems that in just a while, Chairman Song has already figured out his bottom.

Originally, Li Qingyun didn't want to take this Song Zhifei's car, but when he saw Chairman Song's expression, he changed his mind.

"Since you are on the way, then I will trouble you, Chairman Song!"

Hearing Li Qingyun's promise, Song Zhifei was ecstatic.

He got out of the car in a hurry, personally helped Li Qingyun open the door, and welcomed him in with a happy face.

After Li Qingyun sat down, Song Zhifei came up.

At the same time, he did not forget to explain to the driver and told him to set off for the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee.

Since he had just heard a rough picture of the situation, the driver Xiao Wang certainly guessed Li Qingyun's identity.

After listening to the instructions of his chairman, he nodded, drove the car, and quickly galloped away in the direction of the Standing Committee.