Wen Chunming originally did not plan to go to the Gold Coast Resort, but after inspecting the flood control work in the coastal area accompanied by Binhai Mayor Jiang Kunhua, Jiang Kunhua wanted to go to the Gold Coast to report to Wang Shaobo.

Along the way, Wen Chunming didn't say a word, didn't think much about other things, always thought about Gao Changhe's instructions in the flat rolling mill, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so when he saw Jiang Chaolin at the Golden Coast Mid-Mountain Villa, a fire broke out in his stomach: "...... Old secretary, look at what this thing is called! This Gao Changhe didn't greet me with one, but on behalf of the municipal party committee and the city, he expressed his position that he would negotiate according to the plan proposed by Dongfang Iron and Steel Group earlier! I have already reported this plan to you, and I have also carefully studied it with He Zhuoxiao and other comrades in the factory, and the whole is a traitorous treaty! Zero merger is not counted, some loans have to be suspended, and we are asked to have preferential policies in the city. That is to say, we have worked hard for ten years to raise the girl, and we have to pay the dowry to others. If that's the case, where will we put our face? To put it irresponsibly, I'd rather let it be thrown there than send it out like this! No matter how we say Binh Duong, we are still an economically developed city, not to mention only one flat rolling mill, even ten flat rolling mills will not be able to drag down Binh Duong's economy. The flat rolling mill has nothing to do with Gao Changhe, of course he is not afraid of losing face, so he wants to get rid of the burden quickly! ”

Jiang Chaolin just listened and didn't express any opinions.

Wen Chunming said again: "It's only been a few days, and a lot of strange things have happened, and the city is full of rumors. Some things are paradoxical, and some things happen for a reason. Don't talk about these in advance, or talk about the flat rolling mill, the flat rolling mill is about to become a pot of porridge, old secretary, do you know? Sun Yadong has never stopped secretly investigating the flat rolling mill, and he doesn't know whether Gao Changhe really doesn't know or pretends not to know. Today, He Zhuoxiao submitted his resignation to Gao Changhe in person, saying that he really couldn't do it anymore. ”

Jiang Chaolin still didn't say anything.

Wen Chunming looked at Jiang Chaolin, "Old squad leader, you speak!" ”

Jiang Chaolin sighed and said, "Is there any smoke?" Give me one! ”

Wen Chunming was surprised and said, "You know, I don't smoke again? Where does the smoke come from? Oh, I'll get you one! ”

Jiang Chaolin said: "Forget it, you are not familiar here, I'll go find it!" Wang Shaobo is also here, he smokes. ”

Unexpectedly, when I arrived at Wang Shaobo's room, I saw Wang Shaobo, who was wearing a bandage on his head, washing his daughter Maomao's face, Maomao's face had bloody marks from his nails, and his hair was unkempt.

Jiang Chaolin liked Maomao very much, so he said, "Come here, come here, tell grandpa, what's going on?" ”

Mao Mao immediately cried and said aggrievedly: "Our classmates said that those of you who are cadres are corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and if you stand in a row and be shot, there may be a few wronged people, and if you kill one by one, there will be those who will slip through the net." I quarreled with them, saying that my father was not a corrupt official, and that he was fighting floods on the river embankment every day for a while, and he almost lost his life. They said it was a fake, and then we fought. ”

Wang Shaobo said as calmly as possible: "Maomao, didn't I tell you just now?" When Dad was as old as you, Daddy's Dad was also regarded as a counter-revolutionary, and his classmates scolded Dad for being a bitch, didn't Dad survive too? Now some people are talking nonsense, you have to be strong in your heart......"

At this time, Wen Chunming also came over and stood aside to listen.

Jiang Chaolin forgot to beg for cigarettes, hugged Mao Mao, and said to Wang Shaobo: "How can it be compared with the time of '**' now?" '**' has a big climate and a big background, and good people are angry! What now? Isn't that the case? ”

Wang Shaobo lost his temper all of a sudden, and became excited: "Old secretary, do you really think I don't know?" But how do I talk to my child? Say what? Mao Mao hasn't said anything worse, Mao Mao found their homeroom teacher, guess what the teacher said? The teacher said, "Do you dare to guarantee that your father is a good person?" Didn't the corrupt officials in Lieshan all arrest one by one? Binhai is only afraid that it will be soon, I don't believe you look good! ”

Wen Chunming couldn't listen to it anymore, and slapped the table: "This teacher is too disagreeable, don't say it's nothing, even if there is really something, you can't talk to the child like this!" Comrade Shaobo, don't keep thinking that you are the secretary of the Binhai Municipal Party Committee, you are still a parent, you go to the school and ask what this teacher wants to do? Ask him, what is the Marina is also fast?! ”

Jiang Chaolin waved his hand: "Shaobo, don't go." It's not that teacher's problem. ”

Wen Chunming said gloomily: "Forget it, if it doesn't work, let's all resign, just let Gao Changhe's gang toss!" ”

Jiang Chaolin's face sank, and he stared at Wen Chunming: "Chunming, you are the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and mayor, how can you be so inattentive to the impact?" Do you really not take this great cause of reform created by the 9 million people of Binh Duong seriously? Even if you don't take it seriously, I, Jiang Chaolin, still take it seriously! After that, he asked for a cigarette from Wang Shaobo and smoked it, and dialed the phone, "Is it the duty room of the municipal party committee, I am Jiang Chaolin, find me Gao Changhe, and ask him to call me after I find it." ”

When Gao Changhe called, Wen Chunming talked about the flat rolling mill again, "...... Old secretary, if Gao Changhe insists on getting rid of the burden of the flat rolling mill, I suggest that the people's congress put forward a bill from the perspective of not causing the loss of state-owned assets, and ask the municipal party committee and the city. ”

Jiang Chaolin shook his head and said, "I don't think it's going to get to that point yet!" ”

At this time, Gao Changhe's phone hung up, and he said, "Old squad leader, are you really hiding and don't care about our life or death?" Okay, now I know your base, so I'll call Binhai if I have something. ”

Jiang Chaolin said coldly: "It's useless for you to fight, I won't take it." ”

Gao Changhe said: "It's not fair, right? Old squad leader, if you ask me to call back, I'll reply immediately, and you won't listen when I report to you? If you don't listen, I'll have to say ......."

Jiang Chaolin interrupted Gao Changhe's words very unceremoniously: "Comrade Changhe, don't say any more, just let my old man say a few words, and I'll report to you!" I am very clear about the attitude of Lieshan Geng Zijing and those scum to you and the municipal party committee, but how did things get to this point now? It seems that there are no good people in Hongdong County? Why are the rumors all over the city, the wind and the rain? It doesn't matter if you pour some dirty water on me Jiang Chaolin, it's not good to splash dirty water on other innocent comrades, it will affect your work, especially in this kind of main flood season, if you don't do it, something big will happen! Did you know or not? The daughter of Wang Shaobo, secretary of the Binhai Municipal Party Committee, was beaten by her classmates at school today, why? Just because of the rumors! Excuse me: When you see a municipal party secretary who almost died on the river embankment, unable to protect his own daughter, what does it feel like in your heart? If it weren't for a dedication, if Pingyang's career was really personal, who would work for you? Of course, I don't dare to guarantee that the teams in other places except Lieshan are all good, my principle is that if it is corrupt and rotten, it will be dug and caught, but it is not good to say less unprincipled and unfounded words! You don't have to explain, Comrade Changhe, I am completely convinced that this is not what you and the Pingyang Municipal Party Committee meant. But how did things come to this? Shouldn't you, the secretary of the municipal party committee, ask why? Is this normal? There is also a flat rolling mill, if He Zhuoxiao has a problem, just file a case for review, don't let people work while not worrying about others, as for how to solve the problem of the flat rolling mill, that's your business, I won't ask more, but there is one: don't use the party as a substitute for government. That's all there is to it, you keep calling me the old squad leader, then I will be the old squad leader once, you can understand it as advice, you can also understand it as a question, you can listen to it, or you don't listen to it! ”

After that, Jiang Chaolin didn't give Gao Changhe a chance to explain at all, and hung up the phone with a "snap".

The room was so quiet for a moment that even the sound of each other's heartbeats could be heard.

In the frightening silence, Jiang Chaolin picked up Mao Mao and said: "Mao Mao, your father is the secretary of the Binhai Municipal Party Committee, he can't go to school, tomorrow grandpa will accompany you to school, and talk to your teachers and classmates about your father and our Binhai City!" Grandpa wants your teachers and classmates to know that there are many corrupt cadres in the Communist Party, and there are also many good cadres who work hard for the people! Without them, Binh Duong and Binhai would not be where they are today! ”

When he said this, Jiang Chaolin's eyes were moist, and there were crystal tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, slowly flowing down his old face.

Mao Mao saw it, raised her face and asked, "Grandpa Jiang, why are you crying?" ”

Jiang Chaolin smiled hard and said to Maomao, "How can grandpa cry?" Grandpa's eyes got a grain of sand. ”