Zhang Desheng has now become an ant on a hot pot, fidgeting in the room, and has no heart to enjoy the blessings of Qi people, so he put Zhang Xiaoxiao aside.

The current situation is not just Qin Lang and Cai Mingyu's side to collect evidence, I heard that someone has been sent down from above, ready to investigate him.

Malegobi, I don't know who stabbed him in the back.

He can still settle the affairs of Mingyue Town and even Donghai City, but there are people from above, whether it is aimed at him, or if there is another purpose, he doesn't know.

Now it's ready to be sent, there may be a glimmer of life if you fight, if you don't fight, you may have no chance to live, life is a gamble that doesn't know the ending, victory, rule the world, defeat, you will live on the streets.

Guo Changjiu and Zhang Desheng spoke with deep meaning, although he didn't say it explicitly, but he felt that Zhang Desheng should be able to understand it.

Because the Anti-Corruption Bureau has important evidence in it, two more people on duty have been added, one is named Huang Yong and the other is Liu Xiang.

These two people are responsible for guarding the director's office, because now only Mao Mao's confession is missing, as long as Mao Mao comes over tomorrow, he can approve the arrest of Zhang Desheng.

Tonight is the most critical moment, so the two people on duty are carefully selected, and they are usually very conscientious and responsible people who can rush up at critical moments.

This is also where Guo Changjiu is cunning, he doesn't want to be honest because of Zhang Desheng's favor, as for what Zhang Desheng wants to do, it is his business, and it has nothing to do with him Guo Changjiu.

After Qin Lang and Huang Shishi returned home, they asked Huang Shishi if she saw the man who was with Cai Mingyu.

Cai Mingyu said: "I see, what do you want to say." ”

Qin Lang said: "Although that person looks kind and kind, he feels gloomy in his bones, and he doesn't know what he does. ”

Huang Shishi said: "What else can I do, it should be a government agency, or a big place, these people are deep in the city, so it makes people feel very uncomfortable." ”

Qin Lang wondered, and said in his heart, what kind of leader will come, the city, shouldn't it, I haven't heard of any city leader who came up to ask about this matter.

Could it be that reporter Wang Ning poked this matter out, and it is impossible, because I haven't seen anything about Mingyue Village Primary School in today's newspaper.

Qin Lang was a little angry, and said in his heart, Wang Ning, this bastard is too inhuman, how can he say that he is full of righteous indignation, and he will have no fucking news at all when he goes back.

Wang Ning can't be blamed for this matter. Because after all, he is a small character who is soft-spoken. Ten words is not as effective as a fart for others.

After Wang Ning crawled back that night, he lay on the bed and cried bitterly, biting a corner of the quilt with his mouth like a woman, and whimpered for most of the night.

He even lost the courage to live, and let the leaders bully him in the city, and in the countryside, he was bullied by a person who couldn't say anything, which was just grass.

Wang Ning wanted to find someone to cry to, chat, and talk about the bitterness in his stomach, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't find anyone.

I simply lived in vain, I couldn't even find a friend to talk to, and my life was more sad than this.

Wang Ning touched a handful of tears, sat on the sofa and smoked, one after another, maybe only in this way could he relieve the depression and resentment in his heart.

At one o'clock in the second half of the night, Wang Ning's mobile phone suddenly rang, it was one of his college classmates, and he was also the most promising one among these people, probably working as a secretary for a big leader.

Wang Ning is a self-aware person, and he usually doesn't contact him at all, because when people are in high places, it is easy to think that others are scolding him.

"Hey, General, call me in the middle of the night without sleeping." Wang Ning was not polite to him at all, and he was not used to calling him Secretary Dong.

When they were in school, the relationship between the two was very good, and the two of them had a common hobby, that is, playing chess, and millions of male soldiers on Chu River Han Street, when they were on one side of the chessboard, the two of them could go without eating or drinking for a day and a night.

Although they have common hobbies, the temperaments of the two people are very different, and Secretary Dong is a person who is good at dancing with long sleeves.

And Wang Ning is an honest person, who looks like a board and even a little wooden.

This is the final ending of the two of them, one is soaring, and the other is sitting on the cold bench in the unit.

"Talk to me." The general said.

He likes Wang Ning as a friend, because he is not like other classmates, who hold him high, as if he has become the master of fate.

He likes Wang Ning to call him a general, and he likes Wang Ning to scold him unreasonably, he thinks that a friend can only be called a friend if he does this duty.

"What are you talking to me about, we are separated by yin and yang, and we have no common language." Wang Ning is telling the truth, because the first secretary and secretary are already at the department level, at such an age, at the department level, it is fucking scary to say it, do you still have a future in the future.

"I'm just you, a friend who can talk from the heart, and I'm comfortable chatting with you." Secretary Dong said.

"Woohoo." Wang Ning cried, crying sadly and refusing snot and tears flying.

"Damn, you cry a few times. It's not like I'm secretly in love with me, I don't like men. Secretary Dong scolded.

"Brute, you fucking like the same kind, I moved you, just came back from the countryside, people beat their noses and faces swollen, they feel uncomfortable, they can't figure it out." Wang Ning complained to Secretary Dong.

"Damn, you're a big reporter, you're too fucking a shit, what's going on." Secretary Dong asked.

"Hey, don't mention it." Wang Ning told him what happened.

"Is the mayor of that town called Zhang Desheng?" Secretary Dong asked.

"You know this bastard, you can't be a beast in a trench." Wang Ning scolded.

"Someone sent me a report letter." Secretary Dong said.

"So what are you waiting for?" Wang Ning was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Originally, I wanted to suppress this matter and hand it over to the local inspection authorities to ask, since your brother has been wronged somewhere, my brother will come forward to help no matter what." Secretary Dong said.

"Don't say a kind word, shout when you come over, please drink." Wang Ning felt his heart heat up, and tears fell.

Secretary Dong hung up Wang Ning's phone and took out the report again.

The notes on it are vigorous and powerful, and there is no signature, but the last page of the letter has the name and address, and it is the principal of Mingyue Village Elementary School.