Chapter 647: Dismissal (Medium)

Yang Chen used his connections to make the relevant departments that control the media take measures in a timely manner, but accidents still happen, which shows that the other party is by no means simple, at least the energy in Beijing is not small.

Targeting Xiaofei or against him?

He fell into deep thought, Xiao Fei's county level was far from offending the bull ghosts and snake gods in Beijing, and most of the current signs were that he was involved with Xiao Fei.

"The other party may be coming at me." Yang Chen looked at Wang Xiaofei and felt guilty.

"Yang Zi, it's okay, isn't it just a county department, it's a big deal, I won't do it, I'm messing with you, it's more chic and happy than being an official." Wang Xiaofei smiled freely and without complaint.

"Don't be disheartened, you kid, this matter has just begun, and the good show is behind, since Zhang Lingfeng was disabled by me, no one has played with me like this for two years." As Yang Chen spoke, a sneer appeared on his handsome face.

When the Zhang Department was the strongest, he dared to die in the whole Zhang Lingfeng, but now looking at the capital and even the Chinese people, being the opponent of this animal is indeed tantamount to looking for death.

Zhang Lingfeng, a name that Wang Xiaofei has never heard of, after all, the top circle of gentlemen in the capital is too far away from Xinfeng officialdom, and they are two worlds.

"You have nothing to do for the past two days over the weekend, just follow me in case they continue to attack you." Yang Chen patted his brother on the shoulder and walked towards the Audi A6.

Wang Xiaofei has no objections.

The two got into the car one after the other.

In the city bureau building, the director's office, Feng Zecheng took the morning newspaper hurriedly sent by the secretary, caught a glimpse of the headline on the front page, and almost squirted out the tea that had been drunk in his mouth, and then slapped the newspaper on the desk with a snap, got up, paced back and forth, and his face sank like water.

The secretary didn't dare to breathe.

"I have fed back the real situation to them, and I am still foolish, unorganized, and undisciplined, lest the world be chaotic, how can we be the mouthpiece of the party." Feng Zecheng vented his anger while pacing.

Feng Ju was really angry.

The morning newspaper reported that it not only smeared Wang Xiaofei, but also made people who did not know the truth question the motives of the city bureau to release Wang Xiaofei, breeding all kinds of rumors, and what was even more terrifying was to anger Yang Chen.

Yang Chen was furious.

The whole city of Beijing trembled a few times.

How the city will face the tragic situation that may happen next.

The more Feng Zecheng thought about it, the more angry he became, and angrily dialed the landline phone in the office of the editor-in-chief of the morning newspaper, and scolded the other party angrily.

Wang Jinsuo, editor-in-chief of the morning newspaper, let Feng Zecheng angrily reprimand, at this moment he was in a state of confusion, and had no intention of arguing; in half a day, he received more than a dozen phone calls, and the leaders of various departments criticized him, and the press releases on the Internet have been withdrawn, but the more than 200,000 copies of the newspaper that have been sold cannot be recovered, which is bound to cause a bad impact.

He thought he could withstand the pressure, but he didn't expect the pressure to be so great that he almost collapsed physically and mentally, and some people called to praise him and encourage him, but compared with scolding him, the number was very different.

"Director Feng, I have something to do, let's talk about it another day, hang up first." Wang Jin hung up the phone, quickly fiddled with his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said hurriedly: "Tang Shao, things are not right, the newspaper group, the Municipal Propaganda Department, the Municipal Party Committee, the Central Propaganda Department, more than a dozen leaders called to criticize me, and the county department level does not have such great energy." ”

"I'm investigating here, you have to be steady, don't panic, in short, with our Tang family's protection, you will definitely be fine." The person who was called Tang Shao by Wang Jinsuo calmly emphasized.

Wang Jinsuo said yes again and again.

In the deepest part of an alley near Beihai where armed police are on duty, there is a deep house compound, a small reception room in the backyard, and three men with eyebrows and eyes are sitting or standing.

The youngest of them hung up Wang Jinsuo's phone, turned his head to look at the two sitting and drinking tea, and frowned: "Big brother, third brother, it seems that we have met a powerful character." ”

"A few years younger than me, when he is the mayor of Cangshan, it is not surprising that there are people in the capital, which is why I have to pull him out." The man who spoke was about thirty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and at first glance he looked polite, but the smile on his face was too gloomy, and he was by no means a weak person.

Tang Rui.

The third child of the Tang family.

The person sitting next to him was Tang Rui's eldest brother Tang Bo, and it was Tang Yu, the fourth eldest who answered the phone just now, counting the second Tang Zhan, and the younger generation in the capital called them the four young Tang families.

Their grandfather, who walked through the snow-capped mountains and meadows, commanded more than 100,000 large-scale battles many times in the War of Liberation, fought all his life, and made great achievements, but unfortunately did not survive the ten years of catastrophe.

Tang Bo frowned and took a sip of tea, and said: "Third brother, you are the mayor of Wudong, the richest prefecture-level city in Wudong and Ningxi, and the kid surnamed Wang is 108,000 miles away from you, so you need to do this?" ”

Tang Rui smiled and said slowly: "Big brother, I am used to nipped threats in the bud, if Wang Xiaofei is allowed to become bigger, maybe he will be my biggest opponent in a few years." ”

"Will it?" Tang Bo didn't believe it.

Tang Rui said seriously: "According to the speed at which he is climbing up now, he will definitely be." ”

Tang Bo nodded slightly, the third child has a better brain than him, he sees far, has great ambitions, and the whole family has high hopes, and he will not make enemies casually.

At this time, Tang Yu's mobile phone rang again, the phone was connected, and after a few words, the kid's frightened expression changed greatly, and he turned his head to the two brothers and said, "The one surnamed Wang, the hair is Yang Chen." ”

"Which Yang Chen, Yang Chen?" Tang Bo asked nervously.

"Cripple Zhang Lingfeng, that Yang Chen," Tang Yu replied with a wry smile.

Tang Rui squinted violently, and muttered with a complicated expression: "I see"

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Suspended pending further processing.

Before getting off work, Wang Jinsuo received a notice from his superiors, his face was like ashes, and he called Tang Shao, who swore that he would protect him, but no one answered.

"It's over"

Wang Jinsuo slapped his head hard, the situation took a turn for a long time beyond his imagination and the limit of his bearing, cranky thinking for half an hour, and when the people were almost gone, he left the office in despair and went to the underground garage of the building to pick up the car.

He sat in the car, closed the door, fastened his seat belt, and just turned on the fire, the back of his head was pressed against a cold hard object, and his brain, which was full of thoughts, was instantly blank and confused.

Gun?

His heart was in his throat.

"This gun in my hand is a real thing." A cold voice came from the back seat, followed by a pop, and the passenger seat had a shocking bullet hole.

Wang Jinsuo was shocked, he didn't have time to react, the muzzle of the gun was against the back of his head, and he only heard the gunman say: "Drive, go to Wanliu Golf Club." ”

Wang Jinsuo was a little relieved, Wanliu Golf Club is not a Longtan tiger's den, deep mountains and old forests, not suitable for killing people, starting the car while secretly praying that the gunman will not change places.

The old Passat stopped all the way, and Wang Jinsuo, who was trembling and driving, thought about jumping out of the car or crashing to save himself, after all, he lacked the courage to take risks, and did not dare to mess around, but fortunately, the destination did not change, and the car drove smoothly into the Wanliu Golf Club.

On the field, instead of playing golf, more than a dozen people are holding shotguns, aiming at the frisbee that is bounced into the air by the catapult, and the course has been turned into a shooting range.