Evening.

Less than seven o'clock.

At home, Dong Xuebin, who had an unbearable expression on his face, sat with his mother to eat together, and there was nothing to say during the banquet.

"Xiaobin, what's wrong?"

“… It's okay. ”

"Is that look in your eyes okay? Who messed with you again? ”

"An old thing named Chu Qinghua, he doesn't know what his surname is!"

"Scolding again, don't be old with that temper, whoever does something will be in a hurry." "It's not that I'm in a hurry." Dong Xuebin patted his chopsticks and said: "The central investigation team is here, I was kind enough to remind him Chu Qinghua and let them prepare for it as soon as possible, but what about him?" After I knew, I didn't even say thank you, not only did I not appreciate it, but I hung up the phone directly! Throw a face at me! What the did I warn me about? ”

Za Xiaoping frowned when she heard this, "There are still such people?" ”

"Not only this time, at a wedding banquet a few days ago, his Chu Qinghua son got married, and he didn't invite me, so don't talk about it, I happened to pass by the door, and I followed my cadres to go in and congratulate him, hey, I'll give him face and congratulate him, guess what's going on? He actually played a ghost behind my back, and asked the restaurant to bring up a dish of tofu scum under the pretext that I didn't know the name of the restaurant, and I offended the lover of the district party secretary and the district mayor at this time, if I didn't feel something wrong later, I really don't know if it was Chu Qinghua's ghost, what kind of person do you say? What do you call it? It's standing on my head and! Or repeatedly! ”

Za Xiaoping stopped speaking when she heard this.

Dong Xuebin's patience also has a limit, once, twice, three times, Chu Qinghua's actions finally made Dong Xuebin completely mad!

Fuck your uncle!

Aren't you arrogant? Isn't it behind me?

Okay, Chu Qinghua! Today, I will let you know who I am Dong Xuebin!

Dong Xuebin went back to the bedroom after eating, opened the laptop he brought, connected to the Internet, and searched quickly, Dong Xuebin needs to find a breakthrough, aren't you Chu Qinghua bound to win the title of this model unit for the elderly? Okay, come and don't be rude, then I'll pit you! I want to see if your Ping'an Street Office can pass the pass of the central inspection team!

One minute......

Five minutes...

Ten minutes......

Dong Xuebin crackled on the keyboard, and Luan Xiaoping had nothing to do, so he cleaned up the house for his son, wiped here, and swept there.

"Son, don't you want the newspaper in the cabinet?"

"Which one?"

"Yo, it's been the New Year, it's been a few months."

"No, it should be the previous secretary, and I didn't clean it up."

"Hey, this news, Ping'an Street? Home? Xiaobin, take a look.

Dong Xuebin blinked, put down the mouse and got up and walked to the living room, "What's wrong?" After speaking, he took the Fenzhou Daily from his mother's hand.

On the third edition, there is a big headline "Lost Elderly in Nursing Homes, Who Is Responsible".

The news is reported in a community nursing home run by Ping'an Street, Nanshan District, this newspaper has been fighting for four or five months, and the accident happened earlier, at the end of last year, a local resident named Su Xiaochun sent his mother to a nearby nursing home, her mother has Alzheimer's, and Su Xiaochun repeatedly told the hospital after entering, but on the third day, Su Xiaochun's mother disappeared from the nursing home, reported to the police, and could not find it for a month, Su Xiaochun later found the community nursing home in Ping'an Street to discuss, wanted compensation, but the nursing home said that it had nothing to do with them, had no obligation to take responsibility, and did not accompany a penny.

After reading this news, Za Xiaoping was unhappy, "I know how to shirk responsibility!" What kind of nursing home is this? ”

Dong Xuebin also agreed with his mother's words, and said in his heart that your Ping'an Street Office will come out of this kind of nursing home? Do you want to compete for a model unit for the elderly? Exemplar fart!

He took the newspaper back to the house, raised his hand and made a call to Su Jia.

"Hey, Xuebin?"

"Sister Su, are you still in the unit? There's a thing. ”

"Hehe, I'm working overtime today, and I'm talking to the office, you say."

"I have a copy of your Fenzhou Daily here, it was from January 7th, and there is a news on it that I want to check." As soon as the specific situation (the latest chapter of seeking demons) was said, Dong Xuebin hung up the phone.

After a while, Su Jia's number called back and asked the matter clearly.

It's been half a year, Su Xiaochun's mother still hasn't been found, and the nursing home seems to have only paid a symbolic loss of 10,000 yuan later, but it's too little, not even the most basic sincerity, I heard that the hospital didn't admit that it was their fault at all, only said that the 10,000 yuan went out of humanitarian aid, and as a result, Su Xiaochun's family seemed to have gone to make trouble several times, and then it was not clear.

"Do you have Su Xiaochun's contact number?"

"Yes." Su Jia found the filing materials and read them again.

Sister, thank you. ”

Dong Xuebin clicked on the phone number with his hand, and said that this was it, and then flipped through the phone book and used his brain, and finally called Guo Panwei, who he trusted more.

"Panwei, I, I have something to do for me."

"If you have something to order, promise to complete the task!" Guo Panwei's tone was still as respectful as usual.

Dong Xuebin listened very comfortably, and immediately explained the matter in detail, and repeatedly explained, how, so, and that.

Half past seven in the evening.

Ping'an Street, a residential building in Meizhuang Community.

Su Xiaochun, who is in his forties, is watching TV with his father-in-law in the house, his mother has been missing for more than half a year, and there has been no smile at home since then.

Ringing bell, the phone at home rang.

Su Xiaochun stretched out his hand to take it, "Hey." ”

A man's voice sounded on the other end, "Hello, is it Ms. Su Xiaochun?" ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm a reporter from Nanqi Morning News, and I want to conduct a telephone interview with you, can I delay you for a few minutes?"

"Journalists? What's up? ”

"So, I heard that the matter of your mother's disappearance has not been resolved? Meizhuang Nursing Home didn't give you a word either? But recently, the inspection team of the central model unit for the elderly has come down, and the Ping'an Street Office has been selected for the nomination of the model unit for respecting the elderly, what do you think about this matter? ”

"What?" Su Xiaochun exploded when he heard it, "They still want to be a model unit for respecting the elderly?" My mother hasn't been found yet! Not yet!! ”

Her lover looked over, "Koharu, what's wrong?" ”

Sun Xiaochun hung up the phone angrily, "The central leaders are here!" This time you have to give me a say! ”