At noon, Zhou Yi, accompanied by deputy secretaries Guo Mingjin, Qiu Jinpeng, Cai Hongxia, and others, went to the canteen of the municipal party committee to eat.

"Secretary Zhou......", "Secretary Zhou is a good ......", "Secretary Zhou, you sit ......"

The staff of the agency greeted politely one after another, and those who would come to the meeting took the initiative to pull out a chair for Secretary Zhou.

The canteen has only two exclusive private rooms, which are set up for banquets and receptions. In normal times, all members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, including Fu Xueqian, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, eat in the hall.

This is the rule set by Fu Xueqian after taking office, grasping big and small things, and not allowing party members and cadres to engage in specialization.

For this, whether it is sincere or showy, no one else can find fault.

Song Guowen, Minister of Organization of the Municipal Party Committee, came over with a plate, and Guo Mingjin, deputy secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, greeted with a smile, "Minister Song, sit here." Then he took the initiative to get up and give up his seat to the other party.

Why let? Naturally, it was because he saw that Minister Song was here to find Secretary Zhou, and his position was just opposite Secretary Zhou.

"Minister Song." Zhou Yi smiled at the good-looking and affable organization minister.

In the morning, about his arrival meeting, Song Guowen personally announced the appointment, during which he talked with the other party a few words, and the first feeling was not bad. Regardless of whether they are friends or foes in the future, at least for now, there is still work to be done.

"Secretary Zhou, I heard that Shang Xinfeng jumped off the building in the morning?" Song Guowen went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the point.

"Yes, but the situation is okay, we just got news from the hospital, the right leg fracture plus concussion, not life-threatening."

Zhou Yi took a sip of soup and replied quietly.

Song Guowen sighed lightly, and then asked, "Secretary Zhou, what do you think of Shang Xinfeng's case?" ”

When Zhou Yi heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he swept towards Guo Mingjin and the others with a little displeasure. He bet that someone must have revealed the opinions and attitudes of the Standing Committee of the Commission for Discipline Inspection on his case of Shang Xinfeng to Song Guowen.

And Song Guowen came over to verify it, which may be the meaning of Song Guowen himself, but it is more likely that it is Fu Xueqian's meaning.

After all, the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee will be convened tomorrow to conduct preliminary communication on some issues in advance and understand each other's ideas.

Guo Mingjin subconsciously avoided Secretary Zhou's gaze, not because he was weak-hearted, but because the meatballs he was clipping fell on the crotch of his pants.

"The evidence is suspicious, the method is problematic, and I am planning to find an opportunity to report to Secretary Fu in person." Zhou Yi replied in a light tone.

In fact, there is nothing to hide, he is resolutely opposed to Fu Xueqian's rough treatment of Shang Xinfeng. What age is it, those who still follow me live, and those who oppose me die?

In Fu Xueqian's position, every wayward use of power will cause immeasurable impact and irreparable damage to others.

At least in the previous life, Shang Xinfeng's death was inseparable from Fu Xueqian.

Zhou Yi felt that it was necessary for him to make the secretary of the municipal party committee sober and sober, and clearly understand that excessive pursuit of power, especially the pursuit of infinitely amplified power, would be equivalent to stretching his neck and putting a rope on his rope - seeking his own death!

"Oh, that's right!" Song Guowen got a clear answer from the other party, nodded without any abnormality and said, "Secretary Fu went to the province for a meeting today, and he will come back in the evening." ”

The implication is that before the Standing Committee is convened, the secretary simply does not have time to listen to your work report. Or maybe they're not interested in hearing you report at all.

……

In the Municipal People's Hospital, Shang Xinfeng, who had woken up, was lying on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the snow-white ceiling.

It's sloppy! He should have run two more floors upstairs before jumping.

It's all because the guy who smoked the cigarette appeared at the wrong time, and then there happened to be an open window next to it.

He wants to die simply, and he wants to live well, but he doesn't want to be half-dead like now.

He Yuqin looked at her husband, who looked numb and motionless, and her heart was filled with great grief. This time the husband was lucky not to die, and the injury was not serious, but what about the next time?

She knows her husband's temperament best.

As long as Fu Xueqian still does not intend to let her husband go, as long as her husband is still being examined by the Commission for Discipline Inspection on charges of accepting bribes, and as long as the Commission for Discipline Inspection still uses torture to extract confessions to force her husband to confess, then sooner or later she will receive the bad news that her husband committed suicide.

A person who is bent on saving lives will eventually find a chance to commit suicide!

So she must find a way to eliminate her husband's will to die and arouse his fighting spirit to survive.

"New wind, the secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection has been replaced, do you know?" He Yuling held her husband's hand and said with tears in her eyes.

Shang Xinfeng's expression moved slightly, and then he returned to a state of numbness.

He was detained for more than a month, living a life of 'isolation', and he didn't know anything about the personnel changes outside.

But what about substitutions? No matter who it is, do you dare not listen to Fu Xueqian's orders? It's useless, it's useless!

"The new secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection was transferred from other places, called Zhou Yi, the ...... you told me!"

Before He Yuqin finished speaking, she saw her husband sit up, hold her hand with his backhand, and ask with a shocked face: "Who did you say is the new secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection?" Zhou, Zhou Yi? ”

He Yuqin nodded heavily, then looked left and right, lowered his voice and continued: "Secretary Zhou arrived today, I heard Cai Hongxia say that Secretary Zhou publicly stated at the meeting, thinking that your case is quite suspicious, and especially emphasized that the decision to take shuanggui measures against you is too subjective and hasty, and he must reflect this situation with the city leaders......"

"I'm saved, I'm saved!" Shang Xinfeng couldn't help but have his eyes shining, and he shook his wife's hand excitedly, and kept muttering.

Heaven, earth, there must be an old immortal who can't stand it, so he specially sent Secretary Zhou to save him, the world's number one sufferer!

He didn't expect Secretary Zhou to help him overturn the case immediately, as long as he stopped suffering from that kind of inhuman torture, he would thank Secretary Zhou's eight ancestors!

……

"That's what Zhou Yi said?"

That night, in the compound of the municipal party committee, Fu Xueqian, who had just returned from the provincial capital, frowned and asked Song Guowen, the head of the organization department.

"Yes, secretary, I can see that Zhou Yi has a strong opposition to the way Shang Xinfeng's case is handled, he can't find you to report today, and he will take the initiative to mention this matter at the Standing Committee tomorrow!" Song Guowen nodded and replied.

Fu Xueqian thought for a moment, and couldn't help but show a sneer on his face.

I want to overturn the case for Shang Xinfeng's bastard, it's really beautiful!

I want to see if Guo Mingjin and those people listen to you, the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, or me, the secretary of the municipal party committee!

Heh, I can't clean you up, can't I clean up the people under you?