Syllable!

"It's too bold to catch up with and overtake this late!" Cai Baojian slapped his palm on the table.

"Dad! What to do? Cai Xiaoguang's eyes were red, "There are more than 600 people, and the strong son will definitely not be able to withstand it!" ”

"It's late," Cai Baojian waved his hand weakly.

"That's ......," Cai Xiaoguang gasped sharply.

"Apply one level at a time, and when they come, the daylilies will be cold......" Cai Baojian looked at his son calmly, and got up on his knees, "Prepare to clean up the mess......"

"Dad......" Cai Xiaoguang shouted at his father's back.

"I hope there won't be too many ......casualties," Cai Baojian paused a little on the stairs, "You don't go to the scene!" ”

Knock knock, Cai Baojian went upstairs step by step......

Cai Xiaoguang's lips squirmed, and finally he didn't say anything, and sat on the sofa weakly, rubbing his hair with both hands......

"Deputy Director Shen, you dare to have nearly a thousand people!" Cai Baojian held the microphone in one hand and pinched the telephone line with the other.

"What's that? Director Cai, what are you talking about? A fluttering voice came from across the microphone, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Your people, organized more than 600 people, want to storm the Red Star Factory!" Cai Baojian slammed his fist on the desk and shouted angrily.

"Oh? I do not know. The other side was still fluttering, "Didn't you Jichun City cooperate with their work?" ”

"Hehe......" Cai Baojian laughed instead of being angry.

"Besides," the voice on the other side became deeper, "how can there be a struggle without bloodshed?" ”

"Haha......" Cai Baojian continued to laugh.

"What are you laughing at!" There was some confusion on the other side.

"Nothing, goodbye." Cai Baojian said lightly and hung up the phone gently.

"You ......" the angry voice on the other side of the microphone stopped suddenly.

As long as the pendulum clicked in the room, Cai Baojian stood in front of the window with his hands crossed.

He once wanted to pick up the phone and urge the inspection and judgment department to speed up the process of Shen Zude's case, but in the end he still didn't make the call.

Six hundred against two hundred security officers, even if these two hundred officers are all diehard loyalists of Tu Ziqiang, they are not opponents at all.

Young people fight with sentimental support and don't want to die, while former hooligans and current officials fight with old people, and they will subconsciously keep their hands.

Regardless of whether Tu Ziqiang is arrested or killed on the spot, the mutual aid society will definitely be finished.

As soon as the mutual aid cooperatives are finished, most of the projects of the Jichun fertilizer plant will be in vain.

Then, the next two sides of the struggle will not be Jichun City and Tohoku District.

One is that the two are not equal at all, and the other is that ~~~~ Jichun City has no interests to fight for.

The volume is not equal, and there is no practical benefit if it wins, so it is self-evident how a mature director will be chosen.

Yes, Cai Baojian likes Tu Ziqiang very much.

But so what? Things have come to this point, no matter whether Tu Ziqiang is arrested or killed on the spot, he is actually equivalent to death.

So take care of the living......

As for the rest of the matter, it is no longer Jichun City but Jichun Province......

The Northeast District stretched its hand into Jichun Province, and the old yellow head probably won't sit idly by.

It's up to him to make this decision......

Cai Baojian turned around and walked back to his desk, and picked up the microphone with a long breath.

"I'm Cai Baojian, well, something......" Cai Baojian held the microphone in both hands.

"The investigation team organized a lot of young people to storm the Red Star Factory." Cai Baojian's voice of neither sadness nor joy passed through the microphone.

The old yellow head pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"About six hundred people." Cai Baojian listened to the wheezing sound coming from the microphone, and quietly added.

The two sides fell silent, and the only sound in the microphone was the sizzling of electricity.

Long.

"I got it......"

The slightly tired voice of the old yellow head came from the microphone.

Cai Baojian understands that the mood of any one who gains and loses three fertilizer factories in his jurisdiction is not much better.

Strictly speaking, what he lost was only a fertilizer plant, and what Lao Huangtou lost was three.

"Our work efficiency needs to be improved......" Old Huang Tou's hand holding the microphone trembled slightly.

"I'll review it for you," Cai Baojian twitched the corners of his mouth, and his attitude was very sincere, "The matter of the fertilizer factory is slow."

"Construction must be grasped," the old yellow hand slowly stroked the telephone line, paused a little and then said, "Self-inspection can't be put either!"

"Understood! I'll arrange it! Cai Baojian couldn't help but be excited.

"Hmm......" the old yellow head sighed and slowly put down the microphone.

The old man's hand was raised high, paused, leaned slightly, and then slowly fell......

The old yellow man took a deep breath, pulled open the drawer and pulled out a cigarette.

Shh......h

The pale gray plume of smoke was blowing far away.

The pins in the room can be heard for a long time.

"What's the matter...... Old Yellow Tou smiled bitterly, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and reached out to pick up the microphone.

"Hey, my old Huang," the old yellow head paused a little and smiled bitterly, "Trick, I'm afraid I can't see it......"

"Oh?" Xiao Zhao, who is in his sixties, was very surprised.

"Didn't Shen Yan send an investigation team?" Lao Huang smiled, "That team leader, this is a decisive ...... to do things."

"Really?" Xiao Zhao held the microphone in one hand and an unlit cigarette in the other.

"He didn't follow the procedure, but organized a lot of young people," Lao Huang chuckled, "Now, I'm afraid I've started to attack the Red Star Factory......"

"Youth?" Xiao Zhao stopped playing with the cigarette and asked.

"Ah, what about more than 600 people......" Lao Huang was a little surprised, but replied calmly.

"I must watch the trick!" Xiao Zhao's hand holding the cigarette clenched violently.

Lao Huang was stunned, Xiao Zhao, what's wrong? He has never put on a leadership stand with himself, what is wrong with today?

"Lao Huang, you know what the fertilizer factory means to us," Xiao Zhao also realized his gaffe, and his tone deliberately slowed down, "There is no room for mistakes......

"But......" Lao Huang cautiously tentatively tested.

"No, you have to promise!" Xiao Zhao was very serious, and the hand holding the remains of the cigarette was subconsciously kneading.

"Okay." Lao Huang replied.

"I'll wait for your call." Xiao Zhao let go of the broken cigarette in his hand, looked at the inscribed book on the table, and emphasized.

"Okay." Lao Huang pinched the microphone and responded.

Gada, toot toot ......

The blind voice sounded, and Xiao Zhao hung up the phone.

Lao Huang frowned, tilted his head and pursed his lips, and picked up the phone.

"I'm Huang Shangsheng, I'll immediately go out to picket and suppress the impact of the Red Star Factory~~" Lao Huang frowned slightly and paused slightly, "Bandit!" ”

"Yes!" A loud voice came from the microphone, and the old yellow head nodded slightly and hung up the phone.

Zila......

Smoke wafted up......

"If it weren't for the right age," the old yellow head pinched his cigarette and smiled evilly, "I suspect that your boy's real surname is Zhao ......"

The old yellow head pushed away the chair and slowly walked to the window.

"Zhao Ziqiang, you are really my lucky star." The old yellow head smiled kindly, "Not only did I bring me three fertilizer factories, but also ......"

Hahahaha......

Hearty laughter rang out from the old yellow man's office.

"Old yellow head, what's the joy of this?" Outside the door, the secretary stopped the manuscript he was writing and scratched his head......