Chapter 457 is less than 9 years of resignation with wit and wit

If you want to destroy a man, you must first make him mad. This view is wrong, at least the person who said this sentence has a biased understanding of life. Because perdition is the ultimate judgment of one person, no one has the right to decide the life or death of another, let alone to use such a treacherous scheme as making people crazy to achieve his own crazy goals.

After returning to his room, Yuan Xiaosheng kept echoing such a question in his mind. Because through this incident, he really feels that he has become more mature. In fact, many things do not necessarily have to fight to the death, and do not necessarily have to distinguish between winning and losing. What's more, in officialdom, it is originally a relationship of mutual use, even if it is an enemy, it is very dangerous.

You don't have to be a friend, you don't have to be an enemy!

However, for some people, they can't help but return the color, such as Ma Wei, blindly conniving will cause endless trouble.

I looked at the wall clock on the wall, and it was almost midnight. Yuan Xiaosheng thought about it, dialed the phone to Su Xiaojun, and asked Ma Wei what he was doing now.

Since accepting the task of monitoring Ma Wei, Su Xiaojun has been monitoring Ma Wei's every move day and night.

Su Xiaojun immediately reported: "At around eleven o'clock, Ma Wei brought back two women outside, and now he should be fooling around with the two women, and it is estimated that there is still a suspicion of "skating". ”

"Ice skating?" Yuan Xiaosheng didn't understand it for a while, but immediately remembered that it might be synonymous with drug use, and without waiting for Su Xiaojun to answer, he immediately ordered: "You are optimistic about Ma Wei, report to me immediately if there is any situation." ”

Hanging up Su Xiaojun's phone, Yuan Xiaosheng thought about it and felt that it was better for him not to come forward for this kind of thing, but if he didn't come forward, who would be more appropriate. Ma Wenjie is the most reliable, as long as he calls Ma Futang and asks Ma Futang to arrest someone, it's over, but according to Ma Wenjie's character, I'm afraid he won't do this kind of thing. What's more, Ma Wenjie is also an executive deputy county magistrate, and it will be troublesome to participate in it in the future.

Thinking about it, a person suddenly popped up in his mind: Cheng Yuanqing. I'm afraid there is no more suitable person than Cheng Yuanqing. Cheng Yuanqing is the general manager of Fuyuan, and it is normal for someone to report to him that someone is taking drugs and fooling around in Fuyuan, and it is understandable for him to call the police to arrest people. It's just that whether this person has the courage or not, and what he will do, is unknown.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xiaosheng immediately picked up the phone and dialed Cheng Yuanqing.

At this point, Cheng Yuanqing was already asleep, and when he heard Yuan Xiaosheng's voice, he immediately woke up and said, "Hello, former county magistrate, what instructions do you have?" ”

Yuan Xiaosheng said unceremoniously: "Cheng Yuanqing, you sleep so peacefully." How did you become a general manager, ah? Tell me where I am now? ”

Cheng Yuanqing didn't know what was going on, he hummed for a long time, looked at the time, and found that it was almost twelve o'clock, and it was not a dereliction of duty for him to go home and sleep at this time, so he said: "The former county magistrate, I'm at home." Is there something going on over there in the back park? It was a mistake in my work, and I asked the former county magistrate to punish me. I'll rush over right away. ”

Yuan Xiaosheng felt that the heat was about the same, and said in an impatient tone: "Okay, okay, okay, don't pretend to me." Let me tell you, just now a member of the public called the county magistrate's hotline to report that someone was taking a woman to take drugs in Fuyuan. You deal with it immediately. ”

As soon as Yuan Xiaosheng's words came out, Cheng Yuanqing was stunned for a moment. Because he himself knows very well in his heart that those who dare to take women to take drugs in Fuyuan, except for Ma Wei, I am afraid that there will not be a second person. Ma Wei is the son of Ma Decheng, member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Minister of the Propaganda Department. Cheng Yuanqing has also worked hard in officialdom for more than ten years, and he really can't see through what the former county magistrate wants to do.

Ma Decheng served as a county magistrate and a secretary of the county party committee in Tiaoshan, and he also has feelings for Tiaoshan. Since then, successive county magistrates and county party secretaries have all respected him, and some people even took advantage of this relationship to tie up with Ma Decheng and finally walked up. Yuan Xiaosheng is good, not only did he not buy Ma Decheng's account, but also made things difficult for Ma Decheng's son everywhere. Why?

Cheng Yuanqing really didn't understand, so in the end he could only shake his head and smile bitterly, and used the six words "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers" to summarize what Yuan Xiaosheng did.

As the saying goes, county officials are not as good as being in charge. Ma Decheng is a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, and he is far away in the provincial capital, although Yuan Xiaosheng is not his top boss, his black yarn hat is in the hands of others. After Cheng Yuanqing hung up the phone, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately dressed and got up.

My wife asked sleepily on the side, what are you doing in the middle of the night, you weren't like this before, is there someone outside. Cheng Yuanqing asked his wife angrily while getting dressed, have you ever seen ordinary people go out to run errands in the middle of the night. My wife was not convinced and said, but you were also the deputy director in the past. Cheng Yuanqing sneered and said, the deputy director was a fart in the past. In the past, when you were the deputy director, did you eat abalone? Not really. Is someone delivering something to the house? Not really. Does anyone call you Mrs. Cheng? Not really.

Cheng Yuanqing's wife is a kindergarten teacher, and she mixes with a group of three or four-year-old children all day long, and even she has become much more naïve, and she doesn't know anything about politics.

Coming out of the house, Cheng Yuanqing was thinking all the way about whether he should call Ma Wei and ask Ma Wei to send the two women away, clean up the scene, and call the police again. In this way, after the past, nothing can be grasped, not only not to offend Ma Wei, but also to give an explanation to the former county magistrate.

However, after thinking about it, Cheng Yuanqing always couldn't pay attention. Since the former county magistrate called in the middle of the night, I am afraid that things are not so simple, maybe the so-called mass report is just an excuse. But once Ma Wei knew that he had called the police to arrest him in the future, he would not let himself go. I finally got the fat difference of the general manager of Fuyuan, and I was thinking about living a two-day free life, and then I was disturbed by this kid, wouldn't it be a bamboo basket to draw water.

Bad luck, what a fucking bad luck! Cheng Yuanqing drove his newly bought little Polo, driving unhurriedly, slowing down as much as possible, but Tiaoshan County was too small, as if he hadn't left yet, and he had already arrived at the gate of Fuyuan as soon as he looked up.

From a distance, one of the suites in Building 1 was still lit. Under the light, you can even see the figure of a woman. Through the gauze curtain, you can see the woman's perfect curves, high breasts, round buttocks, beautiful long hair, but the movements are a little crazy to the point of obscenity, constantly writhing body, scratching her head and posing, as if she has completely lost her mind.

Another woman appeared in the same way, two people with their breasts against their breasts, touching each other, kissing each other, and entwining together like snakes......

Disgusting! Cheng Yuanqing couldn't help scolding, but found that he didn't know when it was hard to get up below, and he was terrible after being in trouble.

Just leave this glorious and arduous task to Comrade Ma Futang. Cheng Yuanqing rubbed his face, tried his best to keep himself awake, took out his mobile phone and was about to dial Ma Futang, but a question suddenly arose in his mind: Why didn't the former county magistrate call Ma Futang directly, but call himself. It stands to reason that when this kind of thing happened, it was more direct for the former county magistrate to ask Ma Futang to directly bring people over to arrest people, so why let himself, the general manager of Fuyuan, come out.

By the way, the former county magistrate just wanted to warn Ma Wei, and he didn't want to make a big deal out of it. In this case, things should be much easier, go up by yourself, tell Ma Wei, don't let him mess around, and you can give the former county magistrate an errand.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuanqing immediately drove into the Fuyuan and walked directly to Ma Wei's residence.

In the dead of night, the waiter on duty was also napping at the bar, and suddenly saw Cheng Yuanqing coming in, a spirit, hurriedly stood up straight, and thought that Cheng Yuanqing was checking the post in the middle of the night, and hurriedly greeted, Cheng is always good! At the same time, I was secretly glad that I didn't slip away. Cheng Yuanqing nodded, didn't talk to them, and went directly to Ma Wei's room.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang......

Cheng Yuanqing stood at the door and knocked lightly on the door a few times, but there was no reaction inside, so he had to ask, "Mr. Ma, are you resting?" I'm Yuan Qing. ”

The door opened a crack, Ma Wei blocked the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth, only wearing a pair of pants, seeing that it was Cheng Yuanqing, he said impatiently: "Old Cheng, in the middle of the night, you don't let people sleep." Is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow? ”

Cheng Yuanqing slipped over Ma Wei with his eyes, and could obviously smell the strong fragrance emanating from the room, and laughed twice and said, "Mr. Ma...... Let's go in and talk. I'm afraid it's not very convenient here. As he spoke, his eyes looked left and right, which means that the smell in your house is emanating from it, and it is all over the hallway, and it is estimated that it will not be good for you.

Ma Wei had no choice but to open the door and let Cheng Yuanqing enter the room.

The scene in the room almost made Cheng Yuanqing, a middle-aged man in his forties, dumbfounded. Cheng Yuanqing thought that when he entered the door, the two women should put on their clothes even if they did not avoid going into the bedroom. Unexpectedly, the two bewitching women didn't take it seriously, sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, only blocking their chests with their arms, smoking there with a leisurely look, Cheng Yuanqing glanced at it, hurriedly turned his face, was silent for a while, and said to Ma Wei beside him: "Mr. Ma, it's not my brother, I'm going to talk about you." You're going a little too far. This, this, this...... How can I explain this to the former county magistrate? ”

When Ma Wei heard Cheng Yuanqing mention Yuan Xiaosheng, he snorted coldly and said, "What do you explain to him." Lao Tzu is playing with women and is in the way of him. Is he a fucking monk, so he doesn't play with women? Let me tell you, Lao Cheng, don't think that I, Ma Wei, don't know about the in your Tiaoshan. The secretary of the county party committee actually ...... with the county magistrate Hahaha...... I'm afraid it will make people laugh out of their big teeth when they say it. As he spoke, he took out a photo from the drawer and threw it in front of Cheng Yuanqing. ”