Rebirth of the Official Business Route

When I got off the highway, it was noon. I was sitting in the car and couldn't feel the heat outside. I found a hotel in the city center to stay in. In order to prevent accidents, I took a photocopy of the notepad and handed it in with the photo film. Keep it for my uncle, let him stay in a neighbor’s hotel, and then tell Zhou Fumin the phone number of the hotel room.

　　 It won’t be until 1996 that the mobile phone can be used for roaming calls between cities. At this time, it’s useless in a different place.

In 1994, Xu Xueping was the deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee and secretary of the Political and Legal Committee. He retired after two thousand years of tenure. After the Ding Xiangshan case occurred in 1999, Xu Xueping asked the procuratorial organs to thoroughly investigate, although I don’t know how much Zhou Fuming did. , But Xu Xueping should be reliable.

　　 The call was delayed. Although the room was not kicked open suddenly and a large number of plainclothes flooded in, waiting in the hotel made people anxious.

　　Zhang Zhixing is always worried about his wife and dare not take the initiative to call his wife's work. It wasn't until six o'clock in the evening that Liang Gezhen called. It was Zhou Fuming who told her the number of the hotel room.

　　 At noon, Liang Gezhen directly called to the Xicheng Hotel to be investigated by the provincial inspection team at the Bureau of Letters and Calls, and then went to the Municipal Bureau for investigation. The home has already been searched. Liang Gezhen didn't go home, and she was notified when she was in the city bureau that her home was searched. It was Zhou Fuming who called and asked, and the city bureau did not forcefully demand that she be detained for 24 hours. She is now living with a colleague.

　　 Zhang Ke watched his father put down the phone, thinking that Tang Xueqian's house should have also been searched. It is estimated that Tang Xueqian and his wife are now in the Xicheng Hotel explaining about the family's savings of 370,000. I don’t know what happened to Tang Jing, but that clear and beautiful face appeared in his mind. Zhang Ke was very worried. He wanted his father and uncle to come to the provincial capital. If you stay in Haizhou, you can at least take care of Tang Jing. I really don't know how she is now.

It was not until seven o’clock that Zhou Fuming opened the phone: “Something happened to Secretary Xu’s house recently, and I contacted him. Secretary Xu may not have a good impression of Haizhou’s cadres. You can go directly to Secretary Xu’s house to clarify the problem. That's it..."

　　 Zhang Ke didn’t know what Zhou Fuming’s words meant. He thought Xu Xueping might be strict with Haizhou’s officials. In his impression, Xu Xueping seemed to seldom go to Haizhou and didn’t take it seriously.

Zhang Ke and his father got out of the hotel, stopped a taxi, and headed straight to Xinmeiyuan in the south of the city. It was a cool summer, and the plum trees didn’t look like much. The branches were whirling in the shadow of the moon, but they had a bit of charm, Xinmeiyuan. It was a residential area for senior officials of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government. Zhang Ke and his father waited for a while at the gate, and a young man with the appearance of a secretary came out and took them in.

　　 White thread flowers are pinned to the sleeve of the man's short-sleeved shirt, and Zhang Ke is surprised: Who in Xu Xueping's family has passed away? Seeing the indifferent expression on that person's face, I felt that I shouldn't talk too much.

　　 The night is dim, and I can’t see how deep Xinmeiyuan is. After passing several villas, it is very quiet. The iron fences are planted with rosaceae shrubs inside and outside, which grow very luxuriantly, blocking the gaze that continues to look inside.

　　The young man with the appearance of a secretary entered Xu Xueping's house, walked through the courtyard full of flowers and plants, and waited directly in the living room. Xu Xueping is very tall, about 60 years old, with some age spots on his face, thick lips, high cheekbones, deep eyes, serious expression, and puts a lot of pressure on others.

　　 Zhang Ke noticed that Xu Xueping had a small piece of linen sewn on the cloth shoes on his feet, so he caught up with the dead in his family and bothered him?

　　 "Secretary Xu..." Zhang Zhixing owed his body.

"Zhou Fuming called me and said that you have materials about Tang Xueqian's case." Xu Xueping's voice was deep and felt very cold. "The province has selected elites from the procuratorate, courts, public security department and other units to form an inspection team. Go to Haizhou just to find out the problem. Why can’t you give it to the inspection team directly?”

　　 "The materials in our hands are not only about Mayor Tang, but also Ding Xiangshan, secretary of the Haizhou Municipal Party Committee..."

　　 "What material..." Xu Xueping's expression slowed down, and he sat back on the sofa, and pointed to the side sofa to invite Zhang Zhixing and his son to sit down.

　　Zhang Zhixing handed Xu Xueping the photo taken by Zhang Ke in front of the red brick villa and Zeng Jianhua's notepad.

Xu Xueping flipped through the photos, then flipped through Zeng Jianhua’s notepad. Without looking closely, he leaned on the sofa and meditated for a while, and said: “Xinfeng Group may have some problems. Are you aware of it in the city? Have you checked the team several times? Can the problem be clarified? It will take time. Don’t casually suspect the leader in the city. What can these photos illustrate? Even if you have any questions, you can respond to the relevant departments, don’t just casually. Just stab to the top, there must be procedures for every job..." Xu Xueping's tone made people feel unconscious, but he turned to the young secretary who looked like a secretary and said, "Xiao Li, you call and see if the comrades from the Provincial Procuratorate have No one is on duty at night, handing people and materials to comrades in the procuratorate for processing."

　　 "Secretary Xu," Zhang Zhixing saw Xu Xueping ignored him, and he was panicked and anxious. "I have worked with Mayor Tang for more than ten years, and I am clear about his behavior..."

Xu Xueping was very impatient to hear him finish his words, waved his hand, and made a strong and decisive gesture to interrupt his words: "It is not up to you to decide whether Tang Xueqian made a mistake. The provincial inspection team is still investigating and has not yet come to the conclusion. In conclusion, if there are mistakes, the national law is difficult to tolerate, there are no mistakes, and he will be treated fairly. The issue of Xinfeng Group needs direct intervention from the province, and it takes time to discuss it. It’s not that you intervene when you say it...and Before Tang Xueqian presided over the restructuring of the Xinfeng Group, the Xinfeng Group was still calm. When he presided over the restructuring work, the Xinfeng Group came up with things one after another. Believe you or believe in the eyes of the masses?" The completely formulaic bureaucratic tone, if disappointed, the following words show that he has a very bad impression of Tang Xueqian, and it makes people feel heart-wrenching.

　　 After Xu Xueping said these words, he got up and left. The person who looked like a secretary called, sat back there, and watched Zhang Zhixing and his son not leave secretly.

　　 These evidences, shouldn't there be a strong person to promote the investigation of the entire case, but rely on bureaucratic work procedures, and wait until the donkey years to fully investigate it?

　　 Since Xu Xueping said that he would give them and the materials to the Provincial Procuratorate, he couldn't get away and then go to another provincial leader. Zhang Ke didn't know what went wrong, and now he is in a dilemma.

　　 "Uncle Li, who has passed away in Secretary Xu's house?" Zhang Ke remembered Xu Xueping calling this young Li, and asked him sweetly.

Li Yijiang only regarded Zhang Zhixing and Zhang Ke as ordinary cadres who went to the province from below to respond to questions. Before that, Haizhou Mayor Zhou Fuming greeted him, but there was no particular hostility. When Zhang Ke asked about himself, he answered him. "The son of Secretary Xu died in a car accident the other day. The accident happened in your Haizhou city. How do Haizhou officials manage the traffic!"

No wonder Xu Xueping has such a bad temper. It turns out that his son died in a car accident in Haizhou. Zhang Ke felt that Xu Xueping’s stinky temper was not difficult to understand~www.readwn.com~ If he was given enough power, he was afraid it would be allowed. The government officials of Haizhou City are all **** rushing home. Dad didn't hear anything about this in the city government. Either there were not many people in the city who knew about it, or Dad completely isolated his colleagues in the city government.

　　 Seeing this situation, Zhang Ke was a little at a loss. He could only sit there and wait for the people from the Provincial Procuratorate to come over, hoping that the normal investigation procedures would also be able to quickly find out the problem.

Zhang Ke sat with his father on the sofa. The nanny brought in three cups of tea. As soon as he put the tea cup down, he heard the cry of a child upstairs. The cry was long and short, and then it looked like a person rolling off the bed. To the floor.

　　 Xu Xueping jumped out of the study at a rapid pace, saw the nanny putting a tea cup on the table, and said sternly: "Didn’t I tell you, don’t let Zhitong be in the room alone?"

　　 The nanny looked embarrassed, and Xu Xueping was at a loss. Xu Xueping snorted coldly and waved his hand to go up the stairs.

"When guests come home, no matter if they are from Haizhou or wherever they are, they should always pour tea. I asked Xiao Zhou to pour tea for the guests." A woman of about fifty years old came down the stairs with a little girl in her arms. Letting the little girl’s head rest on her shoulders, the woman said to the nanny, “Xiao Zhou, your Uncle Xu has a bad temper these days, don’t take it to your heart.”

The little girl’s face fell on the woman’s shoulder and sobbed, and her body trembled slightly. Xu Xueping did not refute, and reached out to take the little girl from the woman’s arms. The cold voice just now became soft and sweet: "Zhi Tong , Come, let Grandpa hold you..."

　　 When the little girl left the woman's arms, her face turned to Zhang Ke's side.