Tang Yifu stood up suddenly, standing in front of the banner of "Virtue and Virtue", tears welled up, and when he was about to lose, he suddenly understood: people rely on their careers and tigers rely on mountains. When he gives orders from the mayor's throne, it is not only the glorious apex of his life, but also the true paradise of his power! And it was under this glorious cover that he gave birth to an unforgivable mortal sin.

Tears fell on the glass coffee table, making a heart-pounding sound.

The clutches of power in the officialdom that affect the fate of officials really have its irresistible iron laws: if you say you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't do it; If you say no, you can't do it, you can't do it, and you can't accept it.

People's hearts are like iron, not iron, and official law is like a furnace.

Tang Yifu is only now beginning to feel more truly the power of the red iron of officialdom and regulations.

Most of the time before, he was obsessed with this red soldering iron, and he burned others with righteous words, but now this soldering iron with a blazing red spark has been scalding at his fat buttocks, and he seems to have heard the "squeak" sound of the red soldering iron scalding the flesh and burning the feathers and the burnt smell of the snort, just like watching the pig kill the pig with the red soldering iron to burn the difficult bristles on the pig's head during the New Year when he was a child.

Let's go! There's nothing left to be nostalgic about.

Escape is important, Lang Jitianya may still have a chance to reunite with his wife and children, as long as there is a rattling of silver in his pocket, it is better than sitting still.

Tang Yifu put the mobile phone he was using at the head of the bed in the bedroom, took out another unused mobile phone, put it in his pocket, and didn't dare to fall in love with the stack anymore, so he locked the door and locked the three insurances, and then hurriedly went downstairs with a large suitcase.

The night is dark.

Tang Yifu drove a brand-new electric car, which was presented by Lingyun Group to several leaders of Qingyuan City, and he never drove it once.

The entire Qingyuan City is sleeping in a quiet and peaceful night, and Tang Yifu, the mayor of a city who once led eight deputy mayors and took the lead in publicly swearing that "the people elected me as mayor, and I will be the mayor for the people", is about to embark on the dangerous road of betraying the party and the people!

Tang Yifu did not hesitate, and was determined to have a big game with the fate of facing the catastrophe and rush out of a way out!

On the main streets of Qingyuan City on the night of the National Day, the buildings of all sizes are flashing with neon.

The Qinglian River passes through the sparkling buildings, the projection of neon lights shaking on the water surface is confusing, and the unpredictable mystery flows in the morning light.

Running Run Tang had no intention of browsing the city, the sun was rising again, he hurriedly stepped on the accelerator, and the instinct to escape drove him to speed wildly, and he rushed straight to the Blue Mountains airport.

The nobleman has his own natural appearance, Tang Yifu believes that he is a person of great fortune and great fortune, otherwise how could he still receive a life-saving call from Lan Guangyao in the middle of the night?!

The world is so big, why can't I be a Tang Yifu!

Tang Yifu's escape plan is not indispensable, but he has made a lot of calculations, but unfortunately he still missed a trick. The passport of the painter Ma Liang he is using now was done for him when Long Xiaotian was the director of the public security bureau, and after Long Xiaotian was arrested, he brought out Zhu Minwen, the secretary of the municipal party committee at the time.

Two years have passed, and no one has tracked down Tang Yifu's passport, Long Xiaotian can't even remember it, will anyone pay attention to this matter?

Yes! This person is Hao Jiancheng, who succeeded Long Xiaotian as the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Hao Jiancheng is a meticulous person, after he took over as the director, he secretly checked the matters handled by Long Xiaotian and found the passport held by Tang Yifu. At that time, Tang Yifu had already been elected mayor, and Hao Jiancheng was silent, and he wanted to use this secret as a bargaining chip for political exchanges in the future.

For an official who has no background and backing, it is too necessary to keep a few more hands. Who knows, the battle between Tang Yifu and Yi Haitao will end up killing anyone!

After Fu Damu was "shuanggui", Hao Jiancheng sniffed out the smell and saw the direction of the wind, Tang Yifu was gone, Yi Haitao was rising, he secretly stared at the movement of Tang Yifu's passport, Tang Yifu had just booked a ticket to the Pacific island countries online, and Hao Jiancheng received an early warning prompt.

Tang Yifu wants to escape, what should he do?

After thinking about it, Hao Jiancheng weighed it again and again, and decided to secretly convey this information to Chu Tianshu. He used a mobile phone number that did not have real-name registration in the early days, and edited the information such as Tang Yifu's plan to disguise himself as a painter, Ma Liang's absconding abroad and the flight number, into a text message and sent it to Chu Tianshu.

At this time, Chu Tianshu was sleeping in the middle of the mountain Huating with Xiang Wanqing in his arms, and suddenly received such a headless and brainless text message, and he immediately hit a spirit. He immediately calls the phone from which the text message came, only to be told that the call you are calling is turned off.

Really? Chu Tianshu pinched his phone and was stunned, his mind spinning rapidly.

No one should play a prank on this kind of thing.

Yi Haitao took advantage of the National Day holiday to go to Beijing, and in the name of visiting his son, he went through the divorce procedures by agreement with Peng Huiying. If Tang Yifu really succeeds in fleeing, he, the secretary of the municipal party committee, will not only bear the responsibility for poor supervision, but will also become an indelible failure in his political career.

It is better to believe that it is there than to believe that it is not.

Chu Tianshu lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Xiang Wanqing, who was awakened, asked in a daze, "Tianshu, what are you doing?" ”

"Run Tang is running away." Chu Tian hurriedly got dressed.

Xiang Wanqing sat up and asked, "Who?" Who do you say is going to escape? ”

"Mayor Run Run Tang." Chu Tianshu replied as he ran to the bathroom.

Xiang Wanqing was completely awake, she groped her way out of bed, and began to get dressed.

The two of them washed up hastily and drove straight to the Blue Mountains Airport.

"Do you want to talk to your uncle?" Xiang Wanqing grabbed her phone and asked.

Chu Tianshu drove the car and shook his head: "Don't say it yet, what if it's false information?" ”

In fact, Chu Tianshu refused to report to Lin Guodong, and there were deeper considerations for him.

Lin Guodong, as the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee in charge of cadre work, should he report this news to the main leaders of the provincial party committee? reported it, if it didn't happen, wouldn't it be a big political joke; Failure to report and stop Tang from fleeing, is this a serious mistake?

Similarly, Yi Haitao had a similar embarrassment.

Chu Tianshu decided to take Xiang Wanqing to the airport to intercept Tang Yifu.

If it doesn't, act as if nothing happened; If it does, according to the flight number and name provided in the text message, Tang Yifu should be able to be blocked. I really didn't intercept it, so I had to look at the progress of the situation and then think about how to explain it.

Tang Yifu departed early, but it was more than an hour from Qingyuan to Blue Mountain Airport. Chu Tianshu and Xiang Wanqing were about half an hour late when they learned the news, and they set off from Mid-Levels Huating, and there was no traffic jam early in the morning, and they arrived at the Blue Mountain Airport almost at the same time as Tang Yifu.

Tang Yifu took the car storage card at the entrance of the airport's underground parking lot and threw it on the right front desk of the steering wheel very casually. Following the signs in the underground parking lot, turn right, turn right and turn right, and finally find a parking space in the corner.

After the car was parked, Tang Yifu saw that the time was still early, sat quietly for a few seconds, clasped his palms silently and looked up to the sky to buy hexagrams, and recited the words "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth, from the Jade Emperor, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the six gods of the house, Guan Lao, and the Buddha Sakyamuni, Guanyin Bodhisattva, regardless of Confucianism, Buddha, Taoism, and Dharma, as long as they can think of all the immortals, they have acquiesced to the great wish, as long as they can get rid of it safely, they must see the temple to burn incense, and give alms in the temple, and from then on they will be good and will never get ill-gotten wealth again.

After the prayer was completed, Tang Run Fu drew a few crosses on his chest in imitation of the Catholics. Then he took out the hair cover that he had prepared long ago from the handbag in the passenger seat, put it on his board size, and put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

This is the dress on the painter Ma Liang's passport and ID card, when Long Xiaotian handled these documents a few years ago, he used these outfits, Tang Yifu kept them, and at that time he thought that he might not be useful in this life, but he didn't expect it to be really useful at a critical moment.

Tang Run Fu pulled off the visor embedded in the front windshield and looked at the modified self-image: fish white casual clothes, hair covers and glasses, really a bit like a third-rate painter. It's just that the unfathomable and profound face cultivated in the officialdom is blue in the dark, and it lacks the unscrupulous smile of the artist.

That's all there is to it.

Tang Yifu knew that he could only make a makeover now, and he would find a way to change his face when he went out. If a person can be reborn immediately as needed, of course, he can't ask for it at the moment, but that is the ability of the Monkey King, and Tang Yifu's current ability is like this.

He removed the large trolley suitcase from the trunk, counted what he should bring and what he needed, locked the car reflexively, dragged the trolley box along the road signs, and walked briskly towards the elevator in the direction of the parking lot and the terminal.

On the first floor of the airport terminal hall, Tang Yifu took out the boarding pass for the booked ticket from the self-service ticket machine.

It's check-in time, and the large LCD screen on the front wall of the lobby is already scrolling with red subtitles repeatedly prompting passengers to check in.

Because of the rich experience in entry and exit, and because of the luck that a life-saving straw fell from the sky today, Tang Yifu lined up in the queue waiting for the security check, looking quite calm, without a trace of panic, and very confident that he was a Jiren with his own help.

In front of him is a mother with a child.

The child was very interested in the sketchpad that Tang Yifu was carrying, and reached out to touch it.

The mother grabbed the child, looked at his long flowing hair, and asked slightly apologetically, "Painter?" ”

"Hehe, the painter!" Tang Yifu smiled humbly, shook the boarding pass and passport in his hand, and said, "Go out to collect style." ”

Following the mother and son moving forward, getting closer and closer to the ticket gate, Tang Yifu lowered his head, his heart was ecstatic, listening to the sound of the seal in the female inspector's hand, a heart seemed to jump out, and it sounded.