In the provincial capital in August, the air is getting hotter and hotter, and the heat wave from the Tengger Desert has set the northwestern city on fire. A sandstorm that covered the sky and the earth made people's mood extremely gloomy.

On the banks of the Yellow River, in the peach garden, the thick sand and dust struck the landscape of the garden into another look, and this newly developed landscape garden looked decadent.

Not far away, at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain in the Qilian Mountains, the Bishui Lanting is quiet. This is the most fashionable community in the provincial capital, and it is also a well-known leisure resort for the wealthy class.

In Villa No. 8, Tang Ping was anxiously waiting for her master. The master was talking on the phone, and after she was brought in, she only made a brief face-to-face call, and before the master could speak, the phone upstairs rang.

He is old, and with a simple single eye, Tang Ping captures this real feeling. The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are dense, and the bags under the eyes are drooping, making it unbearable to see that face. The thinning hair was no longer enough to cover the bare top of the head, and the long locks were painstakingly combed through, but to no avail. The shiny forehead is crawling with relentless age spots, each one so hideous. Especially his mouth, dragged down in all directions, as if he couldn't hold it. When a man grows old, his mouth is so terrible. Tang Ping took a deep breath, she couldn't tell why, her heart was a little dark.

It seems that the years are fair to everyone, no one can stop the pace of time, and no one can resist the merciless wind and frost. He is in his sixties, and maybe age varies from person to person, and people with high positions and powers like him sometimes grow older. But it is always obvious, Tang Ping once again emphasized this "old" in her heart, and suddenly there was a feeling of relaxation.

I remember the first time I met him, his threshold was far less high, and he was much more peaceful. In the small red brick courtyard of Sanhe, the purple tiger of June climbed all over the bamboo frames, a grotesque grass that grows near the desert and can be so vigorous when moved to the city. Tang Ping followed Ouyang Zilan, bowed through the flower stand that resembled the Yongdao, and saw a smiling face blooming among the flowers. Ouyang Zilan introduced her with a smile, and Tang Ping remembered that he seemed to have said such a sentence: "This is your life-saving benefactor?" Ouyang Zilan smiled and nodded, and then started like an old friend.

That day, his eyes were always on her face like a brother or a father, his age was indeed older than his father, and of course the official was a few grades higher than his father, otherwise, Tang Ping would not have pestered Ouyang Zilan to intercede with him.

"Where do you want to go?" He asked her that day, a little suddenly, a little overjoyed.

At that time, Ouyang Zilan hadn't fully explained his intentions, and his diligence and initiative were really touching. It was later discovered that this was not the case.

"Listen to your arrangement." Tang Ping heard Ouyang Zilan say this, her heart was a little anxious, she had a goal, and she came to that goal. However, Ouyang Zilan continued: "You also know that she is not in good health, and I hope to arrange a job for her that is not too tiring, of course, if you can contact more people, it will be better." ”

Tang Ping's heart fell, and she couldn't help but look at Ouyang a few more times, and for the first time, she found that Ouyang had such an unobtrusive art of talking.

"Is that so?" Tang Ping was slightly surprised when she heard him, and then the gaze returned to her face, this time a little longer, and much gentler, staring at her so much that her face drooped. Her heart beat so hard that she couldn't hold it down. She felt a pair of eyes fall on it, too, and it was very hot. This was the first time Tang Ping was nervous by a man, and her face flushed.

Ouyang Zilan got up, as if admiring the antiques in his house with great interest. He had to retract his gaze, get up, and lead Ouyang Zilan. Tang Ping's tight breathing was relieved. Later, she realized that saving people requires art, and she doesn't necessarily have to refute the other party's face, Ouyang Zilan did it just right.

After that time, Tang Ping got her wish, went to the place she wanted to go, and became a cadre at the reception desk of the administrative department. Occasionally, he also went to the reception desk, his eyes were far more arrogant than at home, he glanced at Tang Ping condescendingly, and then asked about work casually, and then disappeared. Tang Ping pondered, at that time, there was nothing but awe for him. Tang Ping couldn't have any intentions against anyone, her target was only the reception, and she was interested in those who came and went to make Sanhe fall into a hurry. Tang Ping hopes that one day, she will find someone who is valuable to her. For him, Tang Ping has another attitude, which is related to Ouyang Zilan.

Tang Ping remembered that Ouyang Zilan had said such a sentence after learning that she had been in contact with him alone again. Ouyang Zilan seemed to be a little angry, and reprimanded: "You'd better not have any intentions against him, remember, you have to pay a price with him, a heavy price." ”

Of course Tang Ping won't, she is a smart woman who knows what kind of man to want. She wasn't stupid enough to offer herself to the altar like an offering. She received Ouyang Zilan's love, if she had to receive this love. To him, she could only smile faintly, and that was enough, if she wanted anything else, wait and go. The high-spirited Tang Ping really thought so back then, she was too young, and being young means being stupid and ignorant of the world. Sure enough, it wasn't long before she was punished, a punishment for the young. When he invited her again, she hesitated and wanted to refuse, but she couldn't refuse, so she went vaguely. It was to go to another place he designated, she didn't think anything big would happen, and it was a big deal to bring Ouyang Zilan out when the time came. Thinking like this, she suddenly had confidence. The atmosphere was good at first, and he asked her about her work with concern, and later about her father. At the mention of her father, Tang Ping talked more, and she didn't even notice his face, in fact, he was very reluctant to talk about her father, but he showed enough patience. When she finished speaking, he let out a faint "oh", which was regarded as a response to her passion. Tang Ping was a little disappointed, originally thinking that he would extend along this topic, then she was likely to get another joy, about her father's joy. But he didn't, he stopped talking abruptly, and even showed a kind of indifference that bordered on disgust. Tang Ping was a little confused, and didn't know how to deal with the impasse in front of her. While she was anxiously thinking about what to do, he suddenly reached over and put his arm around her. It's a hug, not a pick, if it's a pull, maybe Tang Ping can still accept it.

Tang Ping was startled, and then shocked. Because he said a word, a sentence that made Tang Ping want to vomit.

"Don't you want to repay me?"

"Come on." He said another word, and began to plunder her in a stormy manner. For the word "plunder", Tang Ping is very sensitive and hateful. If she really wants to repay, she also likes to be light and drizzle, and she takes the initiative to give it away. She opened him, but hit him in the face, and she saw that there was a red mark there, close to the color of blood, and she said excitedly, "Don't touch me, I'll be crazy." ”

He covered his face and glared at Tang Ping in shock: "You dare to hit me?" ”

Tang Ping smiled, called out his official title, and said, "You don't want me to shout at the window, do you?" ”

Thinking about it now, Tang Ping regrets it a little, when people are young, they will make many mistakes, the biggest and most fatal mistakes. It is to overestimate oneself, which is more costly than to be ravaged or trampled on by chance.

It's a pity that it was too late, and that slap slapped all the price Tang Ping was going to pay. Their relationship suddenly came to an end, just like Tang Ping's steps, forever on that night. She worked as a receptionist for nearly twenty years, until she was completely desperate and completely tired of it, and then she left that sad place with a sigh.

Her dream can only be attached to Wu Dagong, or she has no choice but to do some kind of transfer, think about it, how sad it is.

The call was finally over, and it was a long call, a full hour. When he dragged his bloated and loose body down the stairs, Tang Ping stopped remembering and stood up automatically. At this moment, Tang Ping was so ashamed that he didn't know what kind of gaze to look at him. For more than 20 years, she has not been able to see him again, and now, she has to spend a huge amount of money to buy his mysterious ticket. Tang Ping sighed for a while, what she could have done with a stretch of her legs a few years ago had twists and turns, thinking about how absurd life was.

He behaved generously, as if he had long forgotten the red on his face back then. "Sit down." He said. Tang Ping sat down timidly and looked at him from a distance. For a moment, he couldn't open his mouth, because what he had to say was too difficult.

He helped her out of the siege, and at this age, he still knew how to break the siege for women. It can be seen how deep his skills are. "I heard your lover is in trouble?"

"Yes." Tang Ping hurriedly nodded.

"Oh-" he chuckled and fell onto the couch as if he had fallen into the past.

"It's trouble." He said this again, then closed his eyes slightly, and did not speak again for a long time.

Tang Ping's heart tightened, loosened, and tightened, and his eyes fell, shattering into a pool of sad water, blooming red under his feet.

It took him a long time to open his eyes and ask, "What do you mean......?"

Tang Ping couldn't help but get up, approached him, stood behind the sofa, and said a little tremblingly, "Please say something......

"Oh-"

That's how a lot of things are, and when you're ready to make a last-ditch effort, that's where the solution comes. Tang Ping didn't remember what happened later. I only remember that I had only one thought at the time, to get out of the way, while I could still get out. She was inspired and excited by this thought, almost to the point of unscrupulous means. As for how to hold his forehead, stretch out his slender fingers and massage him. And how in the relaxing massage, the words that were about to be said became a dream. When she woke up, she heard a phrase: "Tonight...... You don't want to go. ”

For more than twenty years, he finally got what he once wanted, although this thing is no longer so beautiful and pure, but after all, it is also a regret left in his heart.

Sure enough, he said regretfully: "Old, you are also old." ”

The next day, a phone call came to Sun Jihai's office, and as soon as he heard the accent, Sun Jihai stood up.

"What's going on with Sanhe, it's a mess, will you, the executive deputy secretary, work? What, can't help you? I can't help but ask you to do what you want to do as a deputy secretary? When it is time to talk about principles, we must speak for principles, and when it is time to speak for those below, we must speak for those below. Okay, Wu Dagong will go back immediately, isn't that Qin Mo going to retreat, let him retreat, you are in charge of the organization, you have to have organizational principles! ”

After putting down the phone for a long time, Sun Jihai's hands were still trembling. However, when he walked into Secretary Yuan Bo's office, his face was already very firm.

Ma Qiming has repeatedly demanded that no matter what happens, there must be no chaos and no loss of direction. Direction is the driving force, and direction is the weapon to overcome the dilemma.

At the same time that Sun Jihai received a call, Ma Qiming also received a call. said on the phone that Sanhe may want to start a turmoil and ask him to be mentally prepared. Ma Qiming smiled and said, "If you are worried about me, let Deputy Secretary Tong transfer me away." ”

Don't remind it, as soon as you remind it, Ma Qiming's strength came up. Next, he began to supervise the battle himself.

first broke through from Deputy Wang, and after a period of interrogation, this guy was already a little unbearable. However, he still bet on Pan Caizhang by luck, thinking that as long as Pan Caizhang did not let go, they still had hope.

As soon as he saw Li Chunjiang and Ma Qiming, Deputy Wang suddenly wilted. Especially Li Chunjiang, Deputy Wang is afraid of this person in his heart. As long as Li Chunjiang is ruthless, ten Pan Caizhang will not be able to withstand it. This sharp knife, whoever is inserted will die. Last time it was a fluke of luck, but this time, I'm afraid it's not so cheap.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Chunjiang opened his mouth, he choked his life. "Deputy Wang, I know that you are forced to be helpless in many things, and it was Pan Caizhang who pulled you hard. Now you should think clearly, whether to let Pan Caizhang confess you as a scapegoat, or whether you should say it yourself, say it early and take the initiative as soon as possible, you know this better than anyone else. ”

Deputy Wang still blinked, wanting to get a glimpse of something from Li Chunjiang's face, but he didn't expect Li Chunjiang to drop this sentence, and walked out with Ma Qiming. His head hung limply, and his heart was bewildered to death. Outside the door, Li Chunjiang told Ma Qiming with confidence that he couldn't stand it, he knew too well what it was like to be a scapegoat. Ma Qiming's approving gaze fell on Li Chunjiang's face, he was originally curious to see how Li Chunjiang interrogated people, but who knew that he had just started, but there was no follow-up.

The next day, Ma Qiming got the news that after a night of struggle, Deputy Wang collapsed!

Wang Vice Hepan spat out all the facts about how he and Pan Caizhang colluded in the detention center, secretly formed a private party, helped the criminal suspect exonerate the crime, and accepted ill-gotten gains. According to Deputy Wang's confession, there are as many as 26 people on the Sanhe Public Security Line alone, not including the courts and procuratorates. However, when Tong Xiaoniu and his gang persecuted and killed Su Zi's husband Tao Shi, Deputy Wang flatly denied it and refused to admit it.

After reading the transcript, Li Chunjiang said to Ma Qiming: "He is playing a game of public criticism and punishment, and the purpose of pulling out so many people at once is to stump us and buy time for them." Of course he refused to admit it, because Tong Xiaoniu was just a guest of honor between him and Pan Caizhang. ”

"Continue the interrogation and see how long he can endure." Li Chunjiang said to the police officer in charge of the case.

At the same time, policewoman Wang Xue also had a harvest. After nearly a month of hard work, Wang Xue, who sells bean sprouts, finally won Zhou Cuihua's complete trust, and Zhou Cuihua now calls her sister affectionately. On this day, Wang Xue said in a tentative tone that something happened to her man, so the police arrested her, and begged Zhou Cuihua to find a way to help her. Zhou Cuihua, who was completely unsuspecting, agreed to talk to the third uncle and let the third uncle find a way.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing, the third uncle will be able to do it." Zhou Cuihua said.

"Okay, let's use this method to lure the third uncle out." Li Chunjiang was so excited that he praised Wang Xue, in fact, Wang Xue is not married, but she looks a little old-fashioned, and she works at the grassroots level, and her skin is rough and dark, so claiming to have a man will not arouse Zhou Cuihua's suspicion. Besides, it is said that only men can make Zhou Cuihua sympathize, if she changes her boyfriend, maybe Zhou Cuihua will want to introduce her to another one.