Chapter 1 Assumption of Responsibility

Chapter 1 Takes Office

Xizhou Railway Station.

It was noon, and the spicy sun hung viciously in the low sky.

As far as the eye can see, there is hardly a single green plant to be seen, and there seems to be no shaded area, but it is full of black tuk-bikes soliciting customers, hawkers selling "brand-name" cigarettes and classic snacks in small carts, and travelers hurrying with large bags and small bags.

The low-slung storefronts on both sides of the road are open for business, but they still give the impression of being shrouded in layers of dust.

If you look closely, you can occasionally see women in strange robes in this bustling crowd.

The women were dressed to show that they were Vietnamese from across the port, and the strange robe with a stretched hem and a slit to the waist, somewhat resembling a cheongsam, was the national dress of Vietnam.

Located on the southern border of the Republic of China and on the south coast of Xilin, it is only separated by a line from the famous city of Lang Son on the border of Vietnam.

Yes, this border city, which is known as a prefecture-level city, is Chen Yang's next stop

Sweltering, depressing, dilapidated, backward

These words are spliced together, which is the first impression left by Xizhou to Chen Yang.

"Two years? Am I exaggerating too much? Sure enough, if there is no investigation, there is no right to speak, and the great man will not deceive me. ”

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth inadvertently showed an intriguing wry smile.

Gently picking at the front brim of the big yellow straw hat he had just bought with his fingers, and blinking his eyes that were a little pierced by the sun, he decided not to wait for TEXI any longer, and opened his hand to call a black tricycle that shouted loudly to attract customers.

The driver of the tricycle was a middle-aged and sturdy man, wearing only one piece on his upper body, and a pair of old green military pants on his lower body, and a towel with a fallen hair on his shoulder, looking honest.

Chen Yang beckoned, and he had been on the side for a long time, and he immediately stopped the motorcycle at Chen Yang's feet, jumped out of the car, and enthusiastically helped Chen Yang lift the small suitcase into the caravan behind, and then invited Chen Yang to the back compartment.

After picking up the passengers, the driver's face was full of joy, and while starting the motorcycle, he took the initiative to talk to Chen Yangpan: "Boss, you are traveling to Vietnam, right?" ”

He spoke Mandarin, but with a thick local accent, you wouldn't understand what he was saying if you didn't listen carefully.

Chen Yang sat on the sponge bench with peeling skin and lumps, smiled, and shook his head.

The driver was slightly stunned, he saw that Chen Yang was dressed well, and thought that the other party was a high-roller who came to travel. Then he asked, "Boss, where are you going?" ”

"Go to the city hall"

Chen Yanggang opened his mouth to say the name of the place, but he felt that it was inappropriate, Minister Zhang Zhang of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee and Han Haitian, Secretary of the Xizhou Municipal Party Committee, agreed that he would report to the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee tomorrow, that is, Monday, and he came a day in advance.

Forget it, it's better to go around casually by yourself, and you can still have a preliminary understanding of Xizhou.

"Well, in this case, you take me around the city, and I'll look at the scenery."

"Do you want to turn around?"

The driver continued to be stunned, he didn't know what to see in their city.

Chen Yang nodded and stopped talking.

The driver didn't care about Chen Yang's cool expression, smiled innocently, twisted the accelerator, and the motorcycle flashed "suddenly" past a large group of passengers carrying luggage bags in front of him, and drove towards the center of the narrow street.

The roads near the Dafan train station are quite rubbish, and the same is true in Xizhou, as soon as the motorcycle starts, Chen Yang was so shocked by the bumpy car that he almost flew out, and he had to hold the iron handle next to him tightly with his hand to sit on his buttocks.

After finally getting used to it, Chen Yang set his eyes on the outside of the tarpaulin and silently observed the streets and alleys outside the window.

Along the way, there are almost no decent high-rise buildings on both sides of the street, mottled walls, four- or five-storey residential buildings, bicycles and wild horses on the road, and sparsely populated sidewalks, which makes Chen Yang have an illusion, is he being reborn again?

Indeed, not to mention Bixinzhuang or Dongshan, I feel that this city is a little stronger than the one he was assigned to Longmen County when he just graduated from college.

Chen Yang forced his mood to calm down, and then slowly pulled his thoughts back to his home in the party school

"I don't care, anyway, I just don't agree with you to go to Lingxi, if you really dare to go, I will tell grandpa to go, I don't believe grandpa will bear to watch me alone in the hospital with a big belly."

"Ruonan, don't say such stupid things, okay? I also want to watch the baby come out. But you know, I can't help it, the organization is so arranged, do you say that I, as a party member, can I disobey? You're also a party member, don't you know discipline yet? ”

"I sue you, Chen Yang, you don't use such high-sounding words to fool me, I don't know anything, I know that your mind to get promoted and get rich has never died, I'll go to my grandfather now, I warn you, don't try to stop me, otherwise you won't come to rely on me if you hit your son"

Thinking of Chen Ruonan's angry and cute appearance at that time, like a little girl, Chen Yang's fatigue on the journey was swept away.

"Hehe, it's only been two days since we were apart, and I'm starting to miss my son a little."

He shook his head, took out a box of Chinese cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, and smoked it silently.

It's just that he didn't know that when he took out the cigarette case, a trace of greed flashed on the honest and honest face of the driver on the rearview mirror in front of him.

Sure enough, it's a fat sheep, hehe, this time he got rich

After a while, when the three-wheeled motorcycle came to a narrow intersection, there was a traffic jam in front of me.

"Oh the sun"

The driver cursed in his stomach and honked his horn vigorously.

Drip ~~Drip~~

For a moment, not only him, but also the horn of the vehicle next to him also made a loud noise.

Chen Yang glanced ahead, only to know that there was a car accident in front, a white car stopped in the middle of the road, a pool of blood on the ground, a young woman riding a bicycle fell in a pool of blood, there were many onlookers next to him, but they were all watching the excitement, and no one rushed to call the police or call 120.

Chen Yang frowned slightly, but he saw it clearly, the white sedan turned out to be a new BMW, with a very low chassis, obviously an imported car that had not been modified, and it seemed that Yan Kyoto did not have this model, but he didn't expect to see it in Xizhou.

While taking out his mobile phone, he asked the driver curiously: "Comrade, is it you who drive the BMW?" ”

The driver was anxious to slaughter the fat sheep at the moment, so he scolded and replied: "Isn't it the BMW car of the richest man in our Xizhou, Ma Dafu, **, this Ma Dacai is very bad, and he drives a carriage all day long."

After speaking, he felt that his attitude was not quite right, so he hurriedly put away his scolding, restored his honest smile, turned around and smiled at Chen Yang: "Boss, don't you know, the owner of this car is our Xizhou celebrity Ma Dacai, this girl is unlucky today, and it will be in vain if she hits me."

Chen Yang paused, thought about it, and continued to dial.

The mobile phone rang twice, and the 110 police call was connected, and an impatient female operator's voice came: "What's the matter with 110?" ”

"Who are your leaders? Tell him to come and listen to the phone."

Chen Yang opened his mouth and asked loudly.

"Who are you, if you want to report the case, hurry up, if you want to be mischievous, get out of the way, the old lady has no time to serve you"

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth curled, he smiled bitterly, he didn't think too much, asked the driver for the name of the place, and simply reported the case.

And when he called, a large bead of sweat the size of a soybean oozed from the driver's honest black and yellow face, until he hung up the phone, the driver secretly breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to wipe his face with a towel, and scolded secretly: "Mom-force-, this Ma Dacai, who is dead on the street, is going to hit people and roll while hitting the fat sheep that almost killed Lao Tzu to the mouth and flew." ”

"Comrade, it's quite hot here, look at your sweaty face."

Chen Yang looked at the driver with a smile.

hiss

The driver suddenly trembled, and the sweat that had just been wiped off immediately rushed out again, and then looked at Chen Yang, fortunately, he found that Chen Yang didn't see any clues, just asked casually, and then took his heart back into his stomach, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, boss, you are from the north, don't you know, this ghost place in Xizhou is as hot as a ghost in May, you will know if you stay a few more days." ”

Chen Yang glanced at him, retracted his gaze, didn't say anything, just held his travel bag, and then asked again: "Comrade, it seems that this road will not be open in a short time, I think I should get out of the car and go by myself." By the way, you pulled me for a while, how much money is the car? ”

The driver was afraid that Chen Yang would say that he wanted to get out of the car, and he was so anxious that he was dying, but the neighborhood was full of cars and people, and he couldn't keep the fat sheep forcibly, so he could only wipe off the cold sweat and stammer: "Old, boss, just give three pieces."

Chen Yang smiled slightly, took out the wallet, flipped through it, took out a piece of ten yuan from it, and handed it to the driver: "Okay, thank you, comrade, you don't have to look for the rest." ”

The driver looked at the large stack of thick red bills in Chen Yang's wallet, his eyes were about to be spent, and he wanted to rob it.

"Comrade"

Chen Yang reminded him again.

“**”

He came back to his senses and cursed secretly, but he still took the money hard.

"Alright, goodbye"

Chen Yang smiled, finished speaking, lifted the suitcase, turned around and was about to get out of the carriage.

At this moment, a Qianjiang 125 three-wheeled motorcycle of the same style came to the side, which could be stopped next to Chen Yang's car.

When the driver saw the driver of the car next to him, there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and he squeezed his eyes at the man and shouted: "Maozi, why did you come here?"

Chen Yang was slightly stunned, glanced at the other party's carriage, but saw three people sitting in the opposite carriage.

Two men and one woman, the woman was sandwiched in the middle, looking terrified.

The foot he was about to take stopped at once.