A certain state party is discussing politics, full of vermilion and purple, suppressing honesty and corruption, criticizing turbidity, righteousness, hunting in the breeze, and has the tendency of sweeping the mountain and high cadres and clouds.

Suddenly, a few people lined up to enter, the clothes flew fish, the waist embroidered spring, its line was also healthy, and its eyes were cold. The hall is silent, only the air conditioner is stunning. Those with waist gold are anxious, and those who drag purple are salivating. Reminiscing about the peach story, hating the old love. I am afraid that the gold house is not secret, and the bitter iron shackles are too fast. At this time, there are many people who want to cast a window to beg for the dead!

Suddenly, he said: "The factory invites tea, and the guest is so-and-so." ”

One person goes to his life, the room is still alive, silently looking forward to it, his eyes are cold, it is like a world away!

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Li Chengpeng**: I gave you a picture of the scene when someone met someone from the Commission for Discipline Inspection: Except for the sound of air conditioning, the venue was dead silent. The secretaries, mayors, and ministers stared at the group of people rushing in at the door, light blue clothes, black pants, and black shoes, holding the file in their hands and looking gloomy. The officials also monologue: It's over, the woman is wrong. Waiting in fear, some people even refused to look at the window... When I heard "xx, come with us", the whole venue breathed a sigh of relief. The survivors exchanged sad glances with each other. At that moment, it was like a world away.