Secretary Zhao Xin was transferred to the local government in the army, and he has always been fiery in his words and deeds, and he has a big temper. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In the crowd, the leader of the textile factory was scolded so that his face was red and blue, but no one refused to speak.

Zhao Xin looked at the hundreds of people holding banners around him, angry and angry, the textile factory went bankrupt and reorganized, and although the matter of laid-off workers and other placements was handled by the municipal government, Mayor Huang An insisted on moving slowly, who in the city did not know that it was arranged by himself, and even many things were unscrupulously bypassed Huang An and the executive deputy mayor, and directly ordered the deputy mayor in charge.

Zhao Xin also has unspeakable bitterness in his heart, Qingping has always been ranked in the top three in the province, but since 95 years have been declining, the province is extremely dissatisfied with Qingping's economic development, since he has been put in this position, he naturally has to do what he should do, and he can't do it against the province. In the past two years, he is ready to bankrupt and reorganize state-owned enterprises like the city's No. 1 textile factory, and then revitalize the remaining high-quality enterprises with surplus resources.

Zhao Xin thought of Mayor Huang An's sinister face, and knew that if he took a step back today, the partner might come up with something tomorrow, so he made up his mind to say to the secretary next to him: "Go, call the city bureau and call the police." ”

Feng Yiming climbed to the top of the building and looked at the dense crowd below, in the next nearly 5 years, the bankruptcy, reorganization, and transformation of a large number of state-owned enterprises were accompanied by huge pains, but every time the people with pain were the following people with despair, anger and helplessness on their faces. During this period, countless people drank blood, countless people ate meat, and countless people were thrown into the abyss, some people re-entered the road, and some people sank numbly all the way.

After the Chinese New Year, Feng Yiming has replaced the gasoline barrel in the female worker's house with a liquid that cannot be burned, although he is not sure whether anyone has checked the oil drum later, and he is not sure if he can change the ending, but he has worked hard, and the next thing can no longer be done, just watch the wonderful scene that is likely to lead to the earthquake in Qingping's political arena.

Zhao Xin saw through the crowd that a large number of policemen had entered the factory area to set up control, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and instructed the secretary: "Have you written down all those just now? ”

Didn't hear the secretary behind him, Zhao Xin turned around in surprise, followed the secretary's frightened gaze, not far from the steps, a plainly dressed middle-aged woman was pulling her son with one hand, and pouring the liquid in the bucket on her body with the other, Zhao Xin heard the crowd in front of him explode violently, "Mom, it's gasoline, everyone go back!"

Zhao Xin's heart was cold for a while, looking at the stunned officials around him, and finally couldn't help but scold: "Nima, what are you stupid people doing!" After speaking, Zhao Xin threw off his coat and was about to go up, and the secretary and the leader of the textile factory who reacted on the side hurriedly grabbed him together.

"What are you kidding, that woman has already taken out her lighter, it's time for you, you still want to go up and perform?

Feng Yiming, who was on the top of the building, watched this scene nervously, stared at the lighter in the woman's hand, clenched his fists, and silently thought in his heart, "God bless inside, it's not gasoline, it's not gasoline." ”

Suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps on the steps next to him, Feng Yiming was a little confused, why are there so many onlookers who love to watch the excitement, turned his head and glanced at the roof, his eyes lit up, and he got under the bedframe on the roof for others to dry quilts, and just as he was lying on his stomach, he heard the ringtone of his mobile phone.

"Well, I just arrived, and I was still in the confrontation, and Zhao Xin arrived at the scene. Okay, I know. It's a little far away and can't see clearly, I'll take a closer look, I'll leave in advance if something happens, and contact by phone. ”

Feng Yiming listened to the footsteps and gradually walked away, and then carefully came out, the voice just now seemed to be a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. Feng Yiming slowed down, walked silently to the floor below, stretched out his head, and looked at the middle-aged man who walked out of the door from the first floor with a pair of big sunglasses on his face.

Feng Yiming did hear this voice, after his first date with Zhang Jingjing during the winter vacation, when he was sheltering from the snow at the gas station, this was Mayor Huang An's driver.

At this moment, Feng Yiming's ears seemed to ring the sound of his parents' discussion at the lunch table.

"Why do you go to Tongxi at this time, tomorrow is May Day, he doesn't want to go down to do a condolence performance?"

"I don't know, I looked at the May Day duty schedule, the time is still quite tight, I called Tongxi to ask, and nothing happened. ”

As a local, Huang An's news came much faster than Zhao Xin, and he went to inspect the most remote county in the city early in the morning, and when he came back, if something happened a long time ago, it was not over, and he left the most confidant driver in the city, staring at the movement of the textile factory.

Compared with Zhao Xin, who received the news, because no one in the city government presided over it, he could only rush to the scene by himself, Huang An chose the most secure and ruthless path, no matter whether Zhao Xin could suppress this matter or not, no matter how big this matter was in the end, it has become a fact that the municipal party committee forcibly interfered in the internal work of the municipal government, interfered in government affairs, and finally caused a bitter fruit.

In the previous life, the accidental discovery of the Huang An's driver led to the death of a female worker mother and son in the textile factory, Zhao Xin was quickly dismissed because of his rough working methods and ineffective handling of emergencies, and Huang An took over as secretary and acting mayor until Zhang Changhe parachuted into Qingping. But during the period, it took almost two months, which was enough for Huang An to suppress his opponent and win people's hearts.

Two fire trucks drove into the factory with a terrible siren, Zhao Xin felt slightly relieved, took the horn and said loudly: "This female comrade, stay calm, we can properly solve any problems." ”

Feng Yiming, who was going downstairs, listened to this nonsense, and thought to himself that Secretary Zhao was really hands-on, no wonder he was shot to death directly after the incident.

Walking downstairs, there were still workers in the textile factory sighing at the door: "You said that Lao Qian is making trouble, why can't you think about it so much?"

The older worker on the side smiled disdainfully, "Pull it down, the old money and the two have been laid off, what will happen in the future, they will be kicked out anyway, and it is not a little expensive to make some money and go out to do something." ”

"Then you can't make trouble with gasoline, and bring your son with you, you say in case ......"

"Hey, didn't Lao Liao make trouble once last year, did you forget? Do you think Lao Qian is really going to die!"

Feng Yiming lit a cigarette, walked around in a circle slowly, walked into a small forest, and looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was staring intently at the scene of the incident through the shelter of the trees.