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Helping Xu Xiaodi to get off the car, Xue Laosan slapped the car door to death, walked onto the platform, and an empty bus carrying starlight came closer.

When he returned to the East China Sea Fleet Guest House, it was just dawn, and when he entered the compound of the guest house, he saw Xu Li, who was holding the pillar in a daze.

It turned out that this teacher Xu heard that Xue Xiang went to save his younger brother, so he stayed awake all night and stayed in the yard all the time.

Although she didn't believe it, Xue Xiang had the ability to bring his brother back, but there was hope in the end.

People are like this, where there is hope, there is expectation.

At this moment, a pair of sisters and brothers who had a hard life met, and naturally they had to hug their heads and cry, Xue Laosan couldn't see the bitter drama the most, so he turned around and went to the hall without saying a word.

Who knew that he had just stepped into the hall and was about to rush to the room to make a phone call to explain to Liaodong, when suddenly a familiar shout came from his ears.

"Director Xue, this way!"

Xue Xiang turned his head and saw that he couldn't help but rub his eyes, and the one standing in the corridor on the left was clearly Chen Botao, Feng Jing's secretary!

Seeing Xue Xiang stunned, Chen Botao smiled, and quickly greeted him, "Director Xue, yes, it's me, Xiao Chen, Secretary Feng and Commissioner Zhou are also here." ”

A sentence of Xiao Chen accurately reflects Chen Botao's mentality and correct position at this time.

At this moment, Chen Botao still remembers that a few years ago, this Comrade Xue Xiang led a doll and reported to the Organization Department without a head.

At that time, in Chen Botao's eyes, there was no place for Comrade Xue Xiang at all, even if Feng Jing ordered him twice at that time, he would not think that he was inferior to Xue Xiang.

Who is called Chen Botao at that time. is already the secretary of the provincial party committee boss, even if he sees a local boss, he has to sell three points of face, and Xue Xiang is just the deputy county magistrate of a poor county.

But the world has changed, the vicissitudes of life, people sometimes have to sigh at the wonder of creation, the wonder of change, in just two or three years, this Director Xue's official position has changed again and again, although the level may not be much improved. But the career that people made in Xiaoshan. It's really amazing.

Not to mention, with Feng Jing joining the Xue family, he Chen Botao can also be regarded as a member of the Xue family, and now. Under the same banner. One is the young master. One is a marginal figure who has not entered the vision of the faction boss at all, and the identities of the two have been stretched far away.

This is called Chen Botao today, how can he have a sense of superiority over Xue Xiang again?

"Waves. Hello hello hello! ”

Xue Xiang stretched out his hand and caught Chen Botao's big hand stretched out from afar, "It's hard work!" ”

At this moment, Xue Xiang didn't know that Feng Jing and Zhou Mingfang must have flown overnight, and now they can get from Liaodong to Mingzhu in the middle of the night, except for military aircraft, there is nothing else, obviously Mingzhu has alarmed the uncle.

Xue Xiang exchanged a few words with Chen Botao, and the latter led Xue Xiang towards Feng Jing's room as he spoke.

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Zhou, hard work!"

When he entered the door, Xue Xiang shook hands with the two and said hello.

Now, he is no longer in Liaodong, and he can't count these two subordinates, so he naturally doesn't need an official title. Now that the intersection is dù, it is natural that it can only be treated as an elder.

Feng Jing waved his hand, "It's not hard, let's not mention it first, how did you do tonight." ”

Feng Jing and Zhou Mingfang got the news at ten o'clock in the evening, at that time, Xue Xiang just informed these two of them of the situation, hoping that the two of them would be prepared.

He had already planned well at that time, and he waited until his side was ready, and the follow-up key counterattack means had to be made by the Liaodong side, after all, "self-respect by foreigners" has always been the best means to use against internal enemies.

However, although Xue Xiang did not reveal his predicament in Mingzhu to Feng and Zhou Erren, what kind of people these two are, just from the serious injuries of Liao Guoyou's four people, they can get a glimpse of the clues, coupled with the bad nature of this matter, if there is no perfect solution, the implication will be great, maybe Xiaoshan, and even the foundation of Huayuan will be shaken.

Immediately, Feng Jing called Xue Anyuan, and Xue Anyuan knew that Xue Laosan seemed to be very difficult in Mingzhu in the chat on the day Xue Xiang returned to Beijing, but he never expected that it would be so difficult that even the local gangsters were bullied.

At that time, Xue Zhengju slapped the table on the other end of the phone!

As soon as Xue Zhengju was angry, things couldn't be simpler, Feng Jing and Zhou Mingfang boarded the plane in the Liaodong Military Region overnight and flew directly to the East China Sea Fleet base.

And at this moment, Feng Jing opened his mouth and asked Xue Xiang how he was doing, obviously, Secretary Feng was sharp-eyed, and after understanding the situation, he could see the key to breaking the situation at a glance.

Xue Xiang said: "The people brought it back, and the two sisters and brothers hugged their heads and cried in the yard!" ”

As soon as Xue Xiang said this, the eyes of everyone in the room lit up, and now that the initiative is completely in his own hands, he can sing this big drama as much as he wants.

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At half past seven in the morning, Wang Mingshen stepped into the middle office on the sixth floor on time, as usual, he first held the kettle, poured water on the tiger autumn banana next to the desk, and then picked up the Biluochun brewed by the secretary Xiao Meng, and slowly paced to the big floor-to-ceiling window.

Facing the window is a bay of clear water, no more than 20 meters wide, only more than the length of the inside, fortunately, the water flow at the eye, in a rockery on the left side, it is cut off from sight, so, faintly, it gives the length of this stream, leaving enough imagination space.

At least, in Wang Mingshen's eyes, this bay of clear water has never been cut off, and bypassing the rockery, it is the sea. This bay of clear water must have found the final and best destination.

Facing the lotus leaves in the middle of the clear water, I stayed for a while, and gradually, the main road on the right side of the stream became noisy, and it turned out that there were more and more people coming to work.

Looking at these young faces, Wang Mingshen's mood suddenly improved a lot, and there are successors to the revolutionary cause after all.

In detail, Wang Mingshen's life is also extremely unusual, but then again, who has experienced the big man who has experienced that era and can sit in his current position, whose experience will be ordinary.

This secretary Wang, in the early thirties, participated in the revolutionary work at the university, and was arrested and imprisoned in the early days, but with his iron backbone, he was stunned to resist, and then joined the New Fourth Army, all the way through the ups and downs until today, it can be said that he has suffered all the hardships he should have suffered, and he has enjoyed the blessings he deserves.

Strictly speaking, this is also a long-tested, firm old comrade!

As far as he is concerned, retirement is imminent, and he only wants to be safe and secure in his office, smooth and profitable, and hand over the revolutionary work to future generations, and he asks himself that even if his life is complete, he is worthy of the organization and the country.

It is precisely because of Secretary Wang's thinness and inaction that the economy of Mingzhu is expanding, and there are more and more negative problems.

In particular, adhering to Secretary Wang's supreme instruction not to cause chaos, gang members like the Green Gang have the most suitable soil for development.

After looking at the scenery outside the window for a while, Wang Mingshen returned to his seat, opened the newspaper that Xiao Meng had carefully arranged and collected, and read it carefully.

Jingle bell, suddenly, the phone rang, Wang Mingshen frowned, he hated being interrupted when he was reading the newspaper, for this reason, almost all the Mingzhu adults, unless necessary, would not disturb Secretary Wang before nine o'clock.

"I'm Wang Mingshen!"

Although Secretary Wang is highly respected, no matter who he talks to, this is the sentence he looks up, which is also the style of old comrades, who believes in simplicity and efficiency.

In addition, there is also a heavy intention, which is to convey one's own concise meaning to others. Just think about it, Secretary Wang is so straightforward, you talk to him on the phone, and you dare to turn around?

"Teacher, it's me, excuse me!"

There was a thick baritone voice on the phone, and it seemed that just listening to this voice, one could imagine what a polite middle-aged man should be on the other end of the phone.

"It's Guangzhen, haha, when I went to the central government, my temper rose, how long has it been since I contacted my old man?"

Wang Mingshen was unusual, showing a happy meaning.

The person on the other side politely accompanied him, and said euphemistically that he had just arrived at the central government, was busy getting familiar with the work, and completed the tasks assigned by the organization, and was very sorry that he couldn't say hello to the teacher for a while.

"Just kidding you, you kid, you'll always be like this!"

said words of reproach, Wang Mingshen was very relieved in his heart, he really appreciated this good disciple to the bones, if he said that he was about to retire, if there was any regret, the only regret was that he failed to push this disciple to the last one.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then asked about Wang Mingshen's body, Wang Mingshen patted his chest rarely, passed the microphone, and made a banging sound, as if to tell the person how tough his body was.

Greetings to health, Guangzhen and Wang Mingshen discussed the topics of economics and philosophy, both of whom came from the same university, and were considered to be rare intellectual-based cadres in the party in those years.

The discussion lasted for an hour, and Guangzhen also listed several cases in his mechanical and electrical department as topics, but in the end, no one was convinced.

Later, Wang Mingshen raised his watch to look at the time, and finally suppressed the topic, and the call ended.

A conversation with Guangzhen made Wang Mingshen feel very comfortable, and he enjoyed the process of arguing about who had the truth, which was much more pleasant than studying the art of power.

It's just that pleasant moments are always short-lived, no, not long after Wang Mingshen was relieved, trouble came to the door.

No, as soon as he put down the phone, the phone jumped up again, he thought it was still Guangzhen, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, let's talk about it another day, it's time to do serious things......"

Clinker didn't wait for his voice to settle down, and spoke on the other side of the phone, "Old leader, hello, I'm Su Daochang!" ”

Hearing the self-reported home door on the other end of the phone, Wang Mingshen was taken aback, "It's Director Su, I haven't seen you for more than a year, you're okay!" ”

asked yes, but Wang Mingshen muttered in his heart, "Night owls enter the house, and they don't come for anything", but then he thought that it was really impossible for him to get along with this Director Su on his side. (To be continued......)