The funds are in place, and the public security rectification is about to begin, although the bigwigs in all industries in Anding City have basically gotten the news, but Tang Xiao doesn't seem to care, and when he left the municipal party committee, he came directly to the city government.

"Secretary Tang"?

Bihua among the secretaries, when he saw Tang Xiao, his face changed slightly, he really didn't expect Tang Xiao to appear here.

"Mayor Zhang, are you there"?

"Secretary Tang, wait a minute."

Although Zhang Zetao has a report from the director of the Education Bureau in his office, in the face of Tang Xiao, Bihua does not dare to slack off.

"Dangdangdang".

"Mayor Zhang, Secretary Tang of the Political and Legal Committee is here, you see"?

"Tang Xiao"?

Hearing that Tang Xiao had come to the city government, Zhang Zetao's eyebrows rose slightly, and he was a little puzzled. Since the phone call before, Tang Xiao has always meant to maintain this deliberate relationship in order to confuse people, why did he come to the city government today?

"Mayor Zhang, then you are busy first, and I will go back first."

"Okay, Bihua, send Director Ai for me."

In any city, there will be one or two good officials, in Anding City, although Ai Dong has flaws, but the flaws are not hidden, on the whole, Ai Dong is still a qualified official, is it a good official.

"What's wrong"?

Seeing Tang Xiao lock the door after entering the house, Zhang Zetao smiled and asked softly.

"Boss, Binzi's business is done."

There are only two people in the house, Zhang Zetao and Tang Xiao, and Tang Xiao doesn't need to disguise, revealing his original cynical nature.

"Hmm, Xiaozi, you've thought about it, do you want to do this? You have to know that there is no turning back when you open the bow, and if you make a big fuss, you can't stop the ......."

Hearing Tang Xiao's words, Zhang Zetao's face was a little solemn, and his tone became serious.

"What am I afraid of, I can't keep the car, isn't there still a boss? I believe that with the boss's ability, there is nothing that cannot be solved"?

"You stinky boy, you already hit me with the idea."

Looking at Tang Xiao's indifferent look, Zhang Zetao couldn't help laughing and scolding, but there was also a cold light in his eyes.

"Now that it's decided, let's start, remember, it's already done, don't leave any trouble, and strive to get rid of everything that needs to be dealt with"!

Zhang Zetao, who was slightly hesitant, looked at Tang Xiao in front of him, and hammered his fist heavily on the desk.

The reason why Maori Quan was able to control Anding City was not unrelated to the bigwigs from all walks of life in society, especially those gangs with the nature of the underworld. Those who have instigated ethnic minorities to make trouble on several occasions have their shadows behind them. Although there is no evidence that it has anything to do with Maoli rights, Zhang Zetao, who has an official and business system, knows that all this is inseparable from the instructions of Maoli rights.

Now Tang Xiao has already contacted the police of the Provincial Public Security Department, and after Zhang Zetao hesitated a little, he also decided to do a big job to disinfect Anding City.

"Boss, don't worry, everyone is ready, I believe that those moths can definitely be brought to justice this time. But boss, I'll take care of the charge, but the aftermath depends on you."

Seeing Zhang Zetao's serious expression, Tang Xiao also restrained his expression and looked solemn.

"Hmm".

nodded, Zhang Zetao didn't say anything, as for the aftermath, although Zhang Zetao had preliminary ideas, he didn't dare to say death. There are risks in doing anything, but if you don't do it, with those underworld forces and those who act as the umbrella of the underworld forces, the situation in Anding City will never be opened.

"Bihua, notify all the deputy mayors, the mayor's office will be held in ten minutes, and Ma Zhonghai, who will notify the Public Security Bureau, will attend."

With a decision, Zhang Zetao did not hesitate, and directly picked up the phone and dialed the internal line of the secretary Bihua.

Tang Xiao went to see Zhang Zetao, but he couldn't hide Mao Liquan, and Mao Liquan soon knew about Zhang Zetao's mayor's office meeting.

Combining the two, Mao Liquan didn't think much about it, and he didn't know that it was the work of this small meeting, Zhang Zetao and Tang Yang already had an exchange that made him tremble.

"Xiao Huang, let Director Qian of the Finance Bureau come to my office."

Zhang Zetao of the municipal government has already moved, and the gross profit power of the municipal party committee cannot be left behind, and after thinking about it, he still made an appointment with the finance bureau to make an appointment.

The name Qian Yiyi is very personal, maybe when his parents gave birth to him, they hoped that he would move forward step by step, and he did not disappoint his parents without Qian Yiyi, and now he is not moving forward step by step, but step by step towards money.

The money of the Finance Bureau can be said to be the pocket of the gross profit right, and the gross profit right will loosen it if he loosens it, and the gross profit right will tighten it if he wants to tighten it.

"Secretary Mao, you look for me".

Hurriedly came to the office of the secretary of the municipal party committee, Mao Liquan was already waiting for money on the hospitality sofa.

"Come, old money, sit".

Motioning to Qian Yiyi, director of the Finance Bureau, to sit in front of him, Mao Liquan waved his hand to Huang Guan, his expression was a little serious.

"Old Qian, I came to you today, there are two main things."

"The first thing, you also know that you have to do that account as soon as possible, now the situation in Anding City is very complicated, once someone finds clues, not only you, I can't eat and walk around."

"Secretary Mao, don't worry, most of the money has been made, and the remaining small part can definitely be cleaned up unconsciously."

Hearing Mao's words, Qian Yiyi's expression was tight, and he hurriedly spoke, and his eyes were also very cautious.

"Old Qian, you and I have known each other for fifteen years, fifteen years ago you were the director of the Finance Bureau, and now you are still the director of the Finance Bureau, have you ever complained about me in the past fifteen years"?

Looking at the money in front of him, Mao Liquan opened his mouth with embarrassment, making it impossible to hear what he really meant in his words.

"Secretary Mao, look at what you said, if it weren't for you, how could I have lived until now, let alone sitting in this enviable position all the time, so in my heart, I can only be grateful to you."

The reason why Qian Yiyi has been able to live until now, in addition to the rescue of Mao Liquan at the beginning, there is also his caution, otherwise, even if he doesn't want to die, he has to let Mao Liquan end his life.

"Old money, the Finance Bureau can only be handed over to you, I can rest assured, when the money is done, I promise you that you can definitely do it."

"Thank you, Secretary Mao, I will do my best."

Although he said this, Qian Yiyi's heart couldn't help but tense, and a trace of unwillingness and horror flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Although Qian Yiyi didn't dare to think about it, he couldn't forget the fire ten years ago, maybe others thought that the fire originated from nature, but Qian Yiyi believed that the fire was man-made.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still somewhat useful to the Maori right, I believe that the Maori right would not have left itself.

Ten years, time has been long enough, and Mao Liquan has changed from the deputy mayor to the current secretary of the municipal party committee, but that money has been dragged by Qian Yiyi, because Qian Yiyi does not want to die.

"Hmm".

Nodding, Mao Liquan took a deep look at Qian Yiyi, and did not say anything more about this question.

"Old Qian, the second thing I called you here today is the money specially allocated by the Provincial Public Security Department. Don't touch that money, it's as much as it should be."

"Okay, Secretary Mao, I wrote it down."

Hearing Maori Quan divert the topic, Qian Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly.

"Well, old money, I heard that your child is going to college in the United States, I think you should hurry up, after so many years, you also want to reunite with their mother and daughter."

"Secretary Mao ......".

"Okay, old money, I know, don't worry, when this side is over, I will definitely let you go, don't have any worries."

"Yes, then I will thank Secretary Mao."

Exiting the office of Maoli Authority, the Financial Secretary Qian Yiyi's face couldn't help but be a little dignified, and even when he passed Huang Guan, he didn't even say hello.

Leaving the municipal party committee step by step and getting into the car of the Finance Bureau, Qian Yiyi's face was full of fatigue, and his consciousness couldn't help but return to the winter of fifteen years ago.

At that time, Qian Yiyi was the director of the Finance Bureau, but he was implicated because of the problem of the mayor at that time, and when he was most disappointed in his life, he knew Maori Quan and was able to preserve it.

I thought I knew the nobleman's money, and I was always grateful in my heart. But the incident ten years ago made Qian discover the true face of Maori rights in one step. When he was entangled in conscience and money, and wanted to get out, a fire from "nature" scared his courage until now.