Zeng Quan glanced at Song Yuquan with the rest of his eyes, didn't say anything, and walked towards the exit of the outpatient building with his head held high. At this moment, Zeng Quan had already made up his mind, and when Wang Dapeng came back, he proposed to transfer Song Yuquan to the production workshop and let him suffer a little.

Just when Zeng Quan was full of ambition and wanted to clean up Song Yuquan, the driver had already driven the car to the front of the outpatient building.

Seeing this, Song Yuquan hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zeng Quan open the car door, and then said respectfully: "Factory director, please get in the car!" ”

Zeng Quan directly ignored Song Yuquan's gesture of goodwill, and said with a gloomy face: "According to the regulations of the factory, only the factory leaders can ride in this car, and you can find a way to go back to the factory by yourself." ”

After saying this, Zeng Quan didn't even look at Song Yuquan, and went directly to the other side of the car.

When Song Yuquan saw this, his heart sank, and he knew that if nothing else, his future in the factory would be ruined. Although he was very unwilling in his heart, in this case, he had no choice but to bear it silently.

Zeng Quan was just about to get into the car, when suddenly a rapid siren sounded from far and near. When he saw the police car flashing with police lights coming from far and near, Zeng Quan still didn't realize that it was coming for him, and still sat in the dilapidated Santana by himself.

The policemen in the car were from the Second Section of the Economic Investigation Department, and according to the instructions of Section Chief Hu Wenjun, they took Zeng Quan and others to the bureau for interrogation. After seeing Zeng Quan get into the car, the leading policeman whispered two words to the driver, and the latter slammed the direction and went straight in front of Zeng Quan's car.

Seeing this abnormal situation, the driver quickly turned his head and said to Zeng Quan: "Director Zeng, these policemen seem to be coming for us!" ”

The driver could see it, and Zeng Quan could naturally see it, but he wasn't worried at all. Wang Dajun has already agreed to take over this matter, and on the one-third of an acre of land in Suzhou City, Zeng Quan really doesn't worry about what these police can do to him!

"It's okay, you open the window and see what they want!" Zeng Quan said calmly.

When Zeng Quan answered the phone, the driver was beside him, and now he saw that Zeng Quan was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai with Jiang Taigong, and his heart was also settled. He was about to get out of the window and asked the two policemen who got out of the car, "Why are you in the way, hurry up and move the car!" ”

The police in the mid-nineties were not as civilized as later generations, and it was close to noon, and their colleagues had already gone to work for dinner, but they were going out to handle the case, and they were already unhappy.

"Get out of the car and get checked!" The policeman in the lead shouted angrily.

After hearing the other party's words, Zeng Quan rolled down the window with an unhappy face, and said very pretendedly: "I am Zeng Quan, the deputy director of the No. 5 Chemical Plant in Sucheng, and Director Wang of the Municipal Government Office asked me to go over to talk about something, if I don't want to make trouble for myself, move the car away quickly." ”

As soon as Zeng Quan's words fell, the leading policeman was happy, and he said with a smile: "You are Zeng Quan, great, you can't go to the city government, the public security bureau can, now get out of the car, you are arrested!" ”

After hearing this, Zeng Quan was stunned, and just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the car door was slammed open, and the policeman in the lead shouted: "Get out of the car quickly, otherwise, we will be welcome!" ”

Seeing this situation, Zeng Quan realized that if he didn't get out of the car again, the other party would most likely come up and do it directly. After a short hesitation, Zeng Quan stretched out a foot from the car and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you arresting me?" ”

The leading policeman reached out and grabbed Zeng Quan's shoulder, dragged him out of the car, and said at the same time: "You are suspected of organizing and participating in the fraud of Dongsheng Furniture, is this reason enough?" ”

Although Zeng Quan had already guessed that it was because of this, after hearing the words of the police, he still howled unwillingly: "You can't do this to me, Director Wang has promised to ask about this matter, and you will definitely regret it." ”

When the leading policeman heard this, he said with disdain: "If you don't regret it, that's our business, you better worry about yourself first!" Take all three of them with me! ”

When the police behind him heard this, they took the driver and Song Yuquan into the police car. A policeman got into the dilapidated Santana, lit it, put it in gear, and drove abruptly forward.

Wang Dajun, the city government office who had been regarded as a god, was smoking a cigarette with a gloomy face at this time, although he wanted to inquire about the matter, but he did not immediately call the public security bureau, but thought about it seriously.

Wang Dajun can gain the trust of the boss of the Sucheng City Government, in addition to being good at sneaking whiskers and shooting horses, he is still very capable. The reason why he didn't act immediately was that he wanted to think things through before doing it.

This period of time is particularly important for Wang Dajun. He has always been the deputy secretary-general of the municipal government and the director of the municipal government office, and with the transfer of the secretary-general, this position has finally become vacant. Although everyone thinks that the post of secretary general belongs to him, Wang Dajun, who is well aware of the three flavors of officialdom, has a clear understanding that there is no sure thing before the red-headed document is issued. With such a sense of distress, Wang Dajun never forgot to remind himself that he must not make mistakes during this time.

After some careful thinking, Wang Dajun picked up the phone and skillfully dialed a number. After two soft beeps, a decent male voice came from the other end of the phone, hey, who is it?

"Director Feng, hello, I'm Wang Dajun!"

"Director Wang, hello, hello, you are really a rare guest, why did you call me at this time, is there something?" Feng Xianyong asked knowingly.

After hearing this, although Wang Dajun was very unhappy in his heart, he also had to make a false deal with the other party, and laughed softly: "Feng Ju said that he was joking, and he always wanted to call you to get together, but he was afraid that it would affect your work, so he delayed it after coming and going." How about it, do you have time at noon, have dinner together, and chat? ”

After Feng Xianyong heard this, he thought to himself, you lie to the ghost, if it weren't for your cousin's matter, would you call me for dinner?

Although he thought so in his heart, Feng Xianyong didn't show it at all, he said with a smile: "It is said that Director Wang has a treat, I should ask for it, but I really can't get away at noon, the two reporters of the "Legal Observation Daily" arrived in Suzhou City, I have made an appointment with them, sorry, sorry!" ”

After hearing Feng Xianyong's words, Wang Dajun was immediately stunned on the spot. As a celebrity around the mayor, there is no head in the city's ministries, commissions and bureaus who does not give him face. Not to mention that he invited him to dinner, anyone who wanted to invite him to dinner had to make an appointment two days in advance, otherwise Director Wang would never give face. Although the director of the public security bureau is more special, he is not so faceless.

Just when Wang Dajun was stunned, there was a busy sound in his ears, and after refusing the invitation, Feng Xianyong hung up his phone directly. After waking up, Wang Dajun put the microphone on the phone with a gloomy face.

At this time, Wang Dajun's face could no longer see the pride of hanging up Zeng Quan's phone, Feng Xianyong not only refused his invitation, but also raised the name of the reporter of the "Legal Observation Daily", he felt that this matter may not be as simple as imagined.

Realizing this, Wang Dajun fell into a dilemma. There was no enmity between him and Dongsheng Furniture, and even before this incident, he didn't know that there was such a unit. The reason why he did these things was completely entrusted by others. It is said that when things have developed to this point, he should immediately go to the person he entrusts, but although he has this heart, he does not have the courage. If he didn't report it in time, it would be almost impossible to suppress this matter at his level, and in that case, it would only get worse and worse.

After pacing back and forth in the office for a while, Wang Dajun finally stood up and walked towards the office, which symbolized power and prestige.

After standing at the door of the mayor's office, Wang Dajun let out two breaths, and then reached out and knocked on the door twice. Tuk, tuk, the voice is very small and soft, just like Wang Dajun's mood at this time.

"Come in!" A majestic voice came from inside the door.