In the hotel where the Haicheng Municipal Party Committee inspection team stayed, Chen Xing and Xing Tiande ran into Zhou Mingfang, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, who had just returned from outside.

"What's going on?"

Chen Xing and Xing Tiande were called to Zhou Mingfang's suite apartment together, and Zhou Mingfang, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Chen Xing and frowned slightly.

Chen Xing, who was wearing a white shirt, was covered with dirty footprints on his upper body, and his face was bloated with half of his face and bruises.

Chen Xing was silent, he didn't know how to speak about this matter.

"Secretary, when I received Chen Xing's call just now, he was in the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, and when I arrived, Chen Xing was already like this, and the police inside were clearly lynching Chen Xing." Xing Tiande was indignant.

"Why?" Zhou Mingfang asked indifferently, and he couldn't see any joy, anger and sorrow.

"Chen Xing, Secretary Zhou asked you, you quickly tell Secretary Zhou the ins and outs of the matter, as long as you take advantage of it, Secretary Zhou will make decisions for you." Xing Tiande said with concern, and quietly glanced at Zhou Mingfang, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart, he knew that his last sentence had exceeded his identity.

In addition to skipping the love affair between him and Zhao Qing, Chen Xing told the ins and outs of the matter.

After listening to Chen Xing's narration, Zhou Mingfang's brows tightened, and his fingers gently tapped the elastic sofa.

"Okay, I know about this, you go to rest first, if Chen Xing feels any discomfort, go to the hospital to take a look." Zhou Mingfang stood up and waved at the two.

"Chen Xing, it's not your fault that this matter is done, Secretary Zhou will get justice for you." Coming out of Zhou Mingfang's room, Xing Tiande patted Chen Xing's shoulder with concern, "Do you want to go to the hospital with you now?" ”

"No, it's not a big deal, just apply some potion, Secretary Criminal, thank you." Chen Xing said gratefully.

"Look at what you say, we brothers don't have to be so polite, I'm not happy to say this in the future." Xing Tiande said with a straight face.

The two laughed a few words, Chen Xing said goodbye and returned to his room, closed the door, the smile on Chen Xing's face disappeared immediately, for Xing Tiande, no matter how enthusiastic and concerned the other party was, Chen Xing always felt that there was an unbreakable barrier between the two, and Xing Tiande felt a little fake and a little cozy.

After staying in the provincial capital for three days, the commercial investigation team of the Haicheng Municipal Party Committee came back from the provincial capital, Chen Xing's matter was like a grain of sand being swept away by the wind, silently, and there was no news after that, and Zhou Mingfang did not ask Chen Xing for anything else.

Chen Xing didn't complain about anything, Zhou Mingfang, a secretary of the municipal party committee, couldn't secretly compete with the political forces of the provincial capital for a small clerk like him, not to mention that he had no evidence to prove that the other party's car almost hit him, no one would believe him, this is the provincial city, and the other party has methods and means to make evidence in their favor.

Chen Xing didn't understand what Zhou Mingfang was thinking, and Zhou Mingfang would not deliberately explain anything to Chen Xing, he and Zhou Jianming, secretary of the Jiangcheng Municipal Party Committee, were the same family five hundred years ago, but they didn't agree with each other, Zhou Mingfang would not come out in Jiangcheng for the sake of trivial things, and Chen Xing currently has no value worthy of him.

Zhou Mingfang is waiting, he is still waiting for the exact news, as for whether Chen Xing is valuable or not, it depends on the situation in the future.