"Off work?"

Zhang Shidong looked at the colleagues who came out, looked up at the time again, and waved goodbye to everyone.

After work, my brother is no longer a civilized person.

Outside a teahouse, Zhang Shidong looked at the black Mercedes-Benz off-road from a distance, a man walked over, holding an abandoned key in his hand, walked around the car, a curved gray-white curve appeared on the car, the harsh sound of Zila led to the sound of the alarm, and disappeared under the crowd of people who came over, and before the owner left the teahouse, more than a dozen men dressed in normal clothes gathered from all directions, and threw the black plastic bag in their hands far away and smashed it on the body of the Mercedes-Benz off-road. The disgusting smell inside came, and the yellow and white things instantly covered the whole car, and the flowing things still flowed down the body xiangxia, falling to the ground and flowing to challenge everyone's ability to bear.

The man under the moon is about thirty years old, with a square face, small eyes, high cheekbones, and a fierce face, which makes people feel a kind of palpitation when they look at it, squinting at his car being polluted by yellow and white things, and closing his eyes very calmly: "Let's go, it's just a clown jumping beam." ”

More than a dozen people quickly got into the street and disappeared without a trace, and Wan Xueling, who had just arrived in Pingjiang, was completely in a state of looking down on the so-called Gongzi here.

Uncle transferred here is completely gilded, every grass and tree here makes Wan Xueling have no sense of identity, he is used to living in a big city, the second-tier prefecture-level city in the north is like a suburb for him, everything is so backward, including the thinking mode of the people here, a Yanai who started with the thigh of the female secretary's daughter. Is it worthy of being called Yanai?

"A small place is nonsense, the deputy secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, the executive deputy director of the Municipal Bureau, and the director of the Central Branch, it's ridiculous." Wan Xueling's domineering has a long history, his parents died early and he was always brought up by his uncle and aunt, and his uncle and aunt did not stay behind, he became a son's home in this half of his son, and Wan Xueling followed his uncle around the economically developed cities, provincial capitals of red provinces and even municipalities directly under the central government. Be a low-key person and do things in a low-key manner for several years. On the ruling side of the current dynasty, Wan Xuelin initially thought about not causing trouble for his uncle, but when he came to Pingjiang, I relied on. It's only been a little more than a month since my uncle came to take up his new position. There were two or three members of the Standing Committee who came over. Needless to say, the bureaus directly under the city below and the counties and cities outside are flocking to it, you must know that the mayor and the secretary are at the same level. Second-in-command without personnel power is born with a deformed power.

When I arrived in Pingjiang, all this seemed to be no obstacles, the female secretary who was said to be very strong was very low-key, and the new mayor with a strong background background continued to introduce hard policies after coming to power, and received great support from ministries and commissions and provinces, and several special financial policy support in a row, so that her reputation quickly rose in Pingjiang in a short period of time.

After holding back for a few years, when he arrived in a small city with a horn, Wan Xueling was released all of a sudden, and began to play unrestrainedly in this city.

When he said this, the people next to him understood that Wan Dashao was going to make a move from the high-end and take Zhang Jun's position. Some people also reminded Wan Xueling that it is said that the fall of Deng Peimin, the executive vice governor of the province, is also related to that Zhang Shidong, and the domineering mayor of the city, Kong Xuedong, who used to be a local faction, left the political arena gloomily, and it is also related to that Zhang Shidong.

In this regard, before anyone knew the inside information, Wan Xueling only sneered disdainfully when he heard it, is it so easy for anyone at the department level and deputy minister level to take it if they want to? It's too evil outside, it is estimated that this Zhang Shidong is lucky, some of his actions just coincide with some of the beats above, giving people the impression that he took action to bring down the big guy.

This kind of argument has become a popular argument with Wan Xueling gradually becoming stronger, Zhang Shidong has always been on the outskirts of the city to get his private property, everyone ignores his existence, if it weren't for the ancient director some time ago, many people have forgotten that Zhang Ju has such a son who was once very unrestrained and wild.

A group of little beggars ran out of the alley next to them, and ran straight to Wan Xueling and the others with an extremely purposeful purpose, shouting as they ran: "Uncle and uncle, I'm hungry." Uncle and uncle, I'm hungry. ”

A group of little beggars instantly surrounded this group of people, and their dirty little hands were handed over, and before Wan Xueling and the others could reflect, their clothes, pants, and hands were wiped all over by these dirty little hands.

!!

A sprinkler truck came from a distance, driving normally, but when it reached the side of the street where these people were standing, a person in the car pulled up the sprinkler pipe and sprayed directly at these people, shouting while spraying: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way quickly." ”

Wan Xueling and the others hid, and subconsciously did not run in and out of the teahouse, but moved away.

They moved, and the sprinkler also moved, in a state of chasing them, spraying the sprinkler pipe in the flower garden and grass on the side of the road, the cold water fell from the sky, and the big raindrops crackled and fell on everyone's bodies, mixed with the dirty handprints on the body, and the embarrassment was completely devoid of the style that stood at the top of the crowd in the past.

And that wasn't all, and instead of cold water, the sprinkler spewed out a stream of foul water with a strong smell, with a little bit of leaves and dirt, that fell on a few people, turning the gap between them and the beggar from infinity to zero.

An old lady pushed a four-wheeled cart, walked out of the corner street, saw the appearance of several people, shook her head, packed a small bag of scattered vegetable leaves pushed in the cart, and handed it to the crowd: "It's a big guy, why don't you make money, take it, how can you deal with it overnight." ”

Wan Xueling looked at the dirty plastic bag in front of him and the vegetable leaves that looked like pig food inside, held his head in both hands, and roared angrily: "Call, call Lao Xia, and ask him to come over immediately." ”

Is Zhang Shidong's arrangement over like this? Of course not, there is a group of old ancestors who play people to help, one person wants to fight, it is purely to find death, you are not the goal, playing with you is not the goal, playing with you is the purpose to make you want to cry without tears.

Before the summer arrived, a group of young people fighting on the street chased each other, the young people were extremely fierce, and the knives in their hands were cut up regardless of whether they were critical or not, and a few people didn't want to hide, but when they really saw blood, a group of people immediately panicked, and if they were cut by a group of small ruffians, the person would be lost.

Wan Xueling has never been so embarrassed since he came to Pingjiang, he has completely lost the style of his son, running crazy on the street, running away with a few followers around him, standing at the door of an old-fashioned community, Wan Xueling gasped heavily, couldn't stand the smell of his body, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, looked at the dark screen and the water stains on it, he found that he had no way to contact others, except for his private personal mobile phone, he had not put his wallet on him for a long time.

Standing up straight, looking around, the environment was very unfamiliar, and when I saw a small supermarket, I walked over: "Do you have a public phone at home?" ”

Wan Xueling hadn't realized his embarrassment yet, so he walked in and shouted at the bald man who was sitting there playing a game.

"Fuck, I said what's so bad, take it, fuck off." The bald head glanced at Wan Xueling, took out a brass-colored five-cent coin from the box containing the change, and threw it over directly.

Wan Xueling frowned, turned around and left, remembering the name of the supermarket.

After going around, when the female boss of the second small supermarket covered her nose and threw over five cents, Wan Xueling picked it up, ran away, handed over five cents in front of a newsstand, and dialed the only number I remembered, the number of my uncle's house.

And the time of waiting for the car to pick him up became Wan Xueling's lifelong nightmare, he never thought that one day he would be forcibly dragged away by a man, and in a closed dark garage, listening to the other party's lewd laughter, being taken off his pants, and being ......

He didn't remember the man's appearance, only the man's laughter, walking down the street in despair, and his ears were full of the terrible laughter, and he didn't even realize that his aunt came to pick him up.

Listening to her aunt's concerned voice, Wan Xueling suddenly burst into tears from her eyes, hugged her aunt and cried bitterly, completely missing the panache and jiashi in the past Daya. The old man in his thirties, crying is sad, he doesn't even remember where the garage is, only that what happened next when he was stimulated by the voice and pinched the back of his neck.

That night, Pingjiang became lively, and the director of the city bureau received a telephone call from Mayor Wan, in which Mayor Wan severely criticized Pingjiang's public order and urged him to immediately put things in order, and if he did not do a good job, he would give up his position and give up his position to someone who could do it.

That night, layer by layer, when the city bureau held a meeting, many well-informed people focused their eyes on Zhang Jun, although they didn't dare to say it explicitly, but they still had something in and out of the words.

In the area where Wan Xueling was found, it became a key investigation area that night, and Zuihou didn't find the garage, Wan Xueling looked at no one with a gloomy face, and he was bound to catch the person who planned all this.

Everyone can guess who did it, and they also understand what Wan Xueling's posture looks like, which is to put pressure on you, don't let me catch a sore foot and beat you to death.

After a night of tossing, there was no result in the end, those people seemed to have disappeared completely, from the man who threw things to the little beggar, to the sprinkler truck, the young man who fought, everything disappeared out of thin air, there was no trace, and none of the nearby residents knew any of them, these people suddenly appeared to target Wan Xueling and his party, and then everyone disappeared out of thin air.

Early the next morning, Wan Xueling personally took people to Huazhan Building, and the result was a collective rest of the Songjiang Office of Cool Mobile.

When he is ready to have a head-to-head confrontation, what about Zhang Shidong?

Ignoring him completely, he was sitting in the Dream Hall at the moment, looking at the computer with a solemn face, and continuing the unfinished ninety-nine rectification work.

PS: Thanks 800116 for the tip! Brother Xiexie, the child is crying, taking medicine and injections to grind people, just stay up with him for a few days. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )