"Attending in a smaller conference room?" Zheng Wenwu didn't know why, "Participating in the department meeting?" ”

Ma Xiaole teased, he couldn't help teasing: "No, it's not to attend the department meeting, it's to the department to attend the meeting." ”

"Isn't that the same thing?"

The corners of Ma Xiaole's mouth rose slightly, with a mysterious smile.

He deliberately paused, and then replied slowly: "It's different, this will be attended by the leader of the detachment, so it is not to participate in the department's meeting, but to the department's meeting." ”

Zheng Wenwu was furious, a little impatient, he felt that Ma Xiaole was deliberately playing tricks on him.

But he understands that this is not his own one-third of an acre, this is an agency, and there are many people who are comparable to his position, even if they are officials, they have seen the scene.

Now, after all, he has not yet announced his appointment.

So he held back the dissatisfaction in his heart, and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "What will?" It's not a criticism meeting, right? ”

Ma Xiaole, the secretary of the supervision office, shook his head, the hint of playful smile on his face disappeared, and he said: "It's not a criticism meeting, but it's not a praise meeting." ”

An ominous premonition came up in Zheng Wenwu's heart, and he couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart, and sank, "Isn't it a praise meeting?" That is, not to announce the meeting of their own appointment? ”

He feigned composure, "Where's the meeting?" ”

"Please come with me to the meeting." Ma Xiaole, the director of the supervision office, did not directly name the location.

Zheng Wenwu felt his heart beat violently, and a wave of uneasy emotions spread in his chest. He tried to suppress the panic in his heart, and asked pretending to be calm, "So, where is the meeting going?" Can't you say that? Otherwise, I refused to go. ”

"Please Captain Zheng come with me to the monitoring room to attend the meeting." Ma Xiaole's voice was cold and formal, without a hint of human touch.

"Commission for Discipline Inspection?" Zheng Wenwu's head was "buzzing", as if something had exploded. His face instantly turned pale, and a wave of dizziness hit him, and his whole body twitched involuntarily. A sense of foreboding weighed down on his heart like a boulder, making him almost breathless.

Bad thing!

Zheng Wenwu wiped the cold sweat on his head with a handkerchief, trying to keep himself awake.

He followed Ma Xiaole to the specially set up interrogation room of the supervision room.

The atmosphere in this room was unusually solemn, and there was an oppressive atmosphere in the air.

Zheng Wenwu's heartbeat echoed in his ears, and each beat seemed to remind him that he was about to face a serious inquiry.

Zheng Wenwu stepped into the conference room, and at a glance, the scene on the three desks facing the door shocked his heart.

Behind the table in the middle, sitting was Zhao Mingchi, secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission of the detachment, who was upright and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

Dong Jinshan, the director of the supervision office next to him, had a serious face and was not angry and arrogant. On the other side, Yang Shenming, the officer, buried his head in the record, looking up from time to time to exchange glances with the first two.

Zheng Wenwu knew in his heart that this was not an ordinary meeting, this was clearly a three-hall trial! He was shocked, and a sense of foreboding came over him.

Something went wrong? This question is like a pebble thrown into the heart lake, stirring up layers of ripples, and I only feel that my heart is "groaning".

"Captain Zheng, do you know why we called you here today?" Zhao Mingchi's question was like a stone breaking through the water, instantly breaking the silence in the conference room.

Zheng Wenwu hid his panic, he looked directly at the secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, "I don't know, I received a notice to come to a meeting, not to be interrogated!" ”

Zhao Mingchi, secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, smiled lightly, with a hint of imperceptible deep meaning in that smile, "Captain Zheng, you can't say that." We asked you to come here in the hope that you could help us verify some clues, how can this be called an interrogation? ”

"What clues?" Zheng Wenwu asked, but his heart was a little empty.

"You are suspected of corruption, and you need to cooperate with us to verify." Dong Jinshan, director of the supervision office, had a deep and powerful voice, and every word hit Zheng Wenwu's heart like a hammer.

At that moment, Zheng Wenwu felt unprecedented pressure. His face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. His hands trembled slightly, and his eyes couldn't look directly at Dong Jinshan.

"There is no such thing!" Of course, Zheng Wenwu will not admit it.

Dong Jinshan didn't respond immediately, he was silent for a while, as if he was examining Zheng Wenwu's expression. Then, he spoke slowly: "Have you ever sold a conference table to the 'Mengqing' real estate development company?" ”

Zheng Wenwu's heart sank suddenly, and he felt a chill rise up his spine. He knew that there was more to the question than it seems. It's finally time to come.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions: "Yes, there is such a thing. He had to answer. Because this matter can't be hidden, not to mention that there is another 10,000 yuan into the public account.

"How much did it sell?" Dong Jinshan asked seemingly lightly.

Zheng Wenwu hesitated, and sweat began to break out on his forehead again. He knows that the answer to this question is crucial. He cautiously replied: "The price...... Not high. ”

"No, not much." He knew he was going to ask questions that would be difficult for him to answer. He's scrambling to think about what to do.

Dong Jinshan frowned, obviously not satisfied with this vague answer. He accentuated his tone and chased after him: "How much?" ”

Dong Jinshan's tone seemed to be understated, but Zheng Wenwu knew that there was a sharp inquiry hidden behind it.

"This? That's about 10,000 yuan, right? I have already handed over this money to the accounting office. Zheng Wenwu stammered.

Dong Jinshan asked again, "Is it 10,000 yuan?" Are you sure? ”

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from the corners of Zheng Wenwu's forehead, "I, I'm sure." ”

When Dong Jinshan heard this number, his eyes suddenly sharpened: "Where did this money go in the end?" ”

Zheng Wenwu took a deep breath: "On the public account." ”

Facing the incoherent Zheng Wenwu, the corners of Dong Jinshan's mouth hooked a mocking sneer, "Do you want me to remind you?" ”

Zheng Wenwu was a little puzzled, and looked up at Dong Jinshan, "What do you mean?" ”

Dong Jinshan smiled contemptuously: "Captain Zheng, didn't you accept 30,000 yuan from the general manager of the 'Mengqing' real estate development company for the purchase of the conference table?" You won't forget about the 20,000 yuan you have, right? If you think about it again, you are a busy person, and you forget how much you forget. ”

Zheng Wenwu's heart sank, and when he realized that Dong Jinshan had mastered this matter, his face changed slightly. Qian Wenjiang was not wrong, he was really betrayed.

He struggled to stay calm and try not to let his emotions come out.

Zheng Wenwu tried to change the topic, "I, I may be mistaken, my mind is now confused, and there is a memory error. ”