It was already eleven o'clock in the night when I got home from Hongdu Entertainment City. I felt a little tired. Wang Siyu rubbed his numb temples and took a hot shower in the bathroom. After coming out, he changed his clothes and entered the study with a black pocket, put a few books on the bookshelf, then took out the file bag from his pocket, opened it, took out a few pages of paper from it, and started to read carefully.

Half an hour later, Wang Siyu turned off the desk lamp in the study, held the pages of paper in his hand, walked out of it with a serious expression, walked into the bathroom, stood by the toilet, took out the lighter, lit the materials in his hand, threw them in, reached out and gently pressed the silver-white flush button. With the sound of the water, all the black ash was washed away.

As expected by Fang, the counterattack route that Hou Xiaoqiang, executive vice governor of West China Province, chose was indeed Fang Ruhai. He first lured the tiger away from the mountain and transferred Fatty Fang out of the province in a difficult time. Then he asked someone to conduct a secret investigation on the outside and conduct an open and secret investigation on the financial situation of the TV station in recent years, trying to open a gap from Fatty Fang and directly burn the fire to Fang Rujing, secretary of the Yuzhou Municipal Party Committee.

It's no wonder. Not to mention that Fang Ruhai's sensitive position of the director of the provincial TV station is very likely to make people have some associations. Just judging by his huge appearance, he is like a heavyweight corrupt member. In addition, Fang Ruhai still lives in a mansion, so anyone who wants to deal with the Fang family will give priority to starting from him. However, few people know that Fang Ruhai's existence is, in a sense, the weather vane carefully designed by the Fang system and the bait used to divert attention.

After the small political earthquake in Donghu District, Fang's troops were actually not idle. After the raid, although they were beaten by the provincial party secretary and could not make any heavy punches in the short term, the small movements in secret were still continuous, "sand mixed with sand and poached the corners" and took action step by step. Fang Rujing's wonderful hands frequently appeared, and had gradually penetrated his influence into the original sphere of influence of the Hou family.

Of course, Vice Governor Hou has been operating in the provincial capital for many years, and the Hou faction has been intricately integrated. On the other hand, there are also people with great hands and eyes mediate and support it. Even Li Hongjun, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee who was airborne to West China, dared not be straightforward, but chose to activate Fang Rujing to restrain Hou Xiaoqiang.

Poaching was created by the old man back then, and it was a unique method of internal struggle. According to He Zhongliang, several heavyweight cadres soon jumped from the old monkey. After all, the Hou faction is not a solid piece, and the plate is too big and the differences are very serious. There have been many internal conflicts over the years, and there are many people who are dissatisfied with Hou Xiaoqiang. Therefore, there is indeed great potential in this regard.

Wang Siyu knew very well that leading cadres of the level like Hou Xiaoqiang and Fang Rujing were not able to move below. They must intervene with the powerful department of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection to have a substantial impact. Before this, a protracted confrontation was inevitable, and this confrontation was very likely to be carried out at the same time between politics and business.

If you want to defeat the old monkey, you must first remove his minions, cut off his wealth, and weaken his influence to the greatest extent. In the end, you can create a big momentum and submit a snowflake-like report letter. If the Hou family's strength in the province is not shaken, there may not be the determination to fight a big tiger.

Among the few pages that Wang Siyu just burned, there are the exposed teams of Hou team members. They will be the targets of priority attacks on the square team, and there are objects circled with red pens. The meaning is self-evident, so they are naturally the focus.

The situation in the provincial party committee inspection office where Wang Siyu is located is quite special. Although the provincial party committee leaders have repeatedly proposed that the inspection office should take the initiative to supervise, in fact, without the above instructions, no one dared to take the initiative, including the Director of the General Office, which is a manifestation of political immaturity. In addition, the inspection office itself has limited power, and for complex and sensitive issues, it is mostly about urging transfers to avoid getting angry, causing a strong rebound from the power departments below to fall into a passive situation.

Of course, if there is a written instruction from the provincial party committee leader, it will be different. If it is operated properly, you can still take the opportunity to do something, but it must be moderate. After all, for the powerful and powerful official in the border area, his eyes are like a torch, as if he is aware of it. If he is not careful and is discovered by him, let alone Wang Siyu, even Liang Guizhi, deputy director of the General Office, may be implicated.

As the secretary of the municipal party committee, Fang Rujing naturally knew the mystery, so he asked He Zhongliang to tell Wang Siyu a sentence, "Don't be impatient or impatient, go with the flow."

This was given to Wang Siyu, and naturally it was given to Liang Guizhi indirectly. Wang Siyu lay quietly on the bed, put his arms on the bottom of his head, savored these eight words carefully, smiled, then pulled the quilt, raised his hand and turned off the wall light.

The next afternoon, although the snow had stopped, the wind gradually became heavier. Under the guidance of the police car, more than a dozen high-end cars were parked in the parking lot by Wuyin Lake. Fang Rujing, secretary of the Yuzhou Municipal Party Committee, walked out of the Audi A6 and surrounded by people, walked forward to appreciate the rare scene of the snow lake. Wang Siyu had a pair of small sunglasses on his nose, wearing a brand new leather jacket, and quietly walked on the muddy beach.

This leather jacket was just taken out of the back box of the Audi car. It was slightly larger in size, but the clothes of more than 20,000 yuan were different when worn on it. The effect was immediate. Wang Siyu suddenly felt that his leadership temperament had a certain leap, but he was very self-aware and knew that he was probably the lowest-level official in this group, so he walked at the end of the crowd in a low-key manner.

"The sunny lake is not as good as the hidden lake, the sunny lake is not as good as the rain lake, the rain lake is not as good as the moon lake, and the moon lake is not as good as the snow lake." The fog and hidden lake in the snow is indeed a unique scene. On the mirror-like blue waves, white ice and snow float. The idle fishing boats in the lake are actually carrying thick snow, floating in the wind, which is extremely eye-catching.

Everyone walked along the river for more than ten minutes. At this time, the wind gradually became stronger, and layers of turbulence appeared in the fog hidden lake. In the breeze, Fang Ru Ru was in a good mood and was full of enthusiasm. He pointed at the lake from time to time, chatted and laughed with the people around him, and recited the "Song of the Great Wind" improvised, "The wind was rising and the clouds were flying, and the power of the country was strong and returned to my hometown. How could a strong soldier guard the four directions!" His voice was passionate, attracting everyone's cheers.

But Wang Siyu didn't notice that he was hiding behind a tree at this time, holding his cell phone in his hand and chatting happily: "Yes... little baby... I miss you too... um... kiss... touch... is it true... what? Did you call wrong? Wait, don't hang it for now... Don't you think this is fate?"

The girl opposite cursed the gangster and hung up the phone with a "click". Wang Siyu sighed and put his phone in his pocket. When he turned around, he found that the people in front were a hundred meters away. He quickly raised his hand and wiped his forehead and ran forward quickly. In just a while, mud was splashed on his trousers.

On Sunday morning, Wang Siyu was lying in bed, but was woken up by an annoying phone ringtone. He stretched out his right hand in a daze, touched the bedside table for a long time, and finally got his cell phone. After closing his eyes, he heard that the other side did not speak, so he asked lazily: "Who?"

There was silence in the receiver. After a moment, the phone was hung up. Wang Siyu glanced at the phone number impatiently, but found that it was Zhang Qianying's call. His sleepiness disappeared without a trace. He hurriedly dialed back, but the phone was turned off. Just as he was worried, a crisp knock on the door came from outside the door, "Da, da, da, da...."

Wang Siyu suddenly jumped up from the big bed and ran to the door quickly. After opening the door, he saw Zhang Qianying standing behind the door with a smile. She hadn't seen her for several months. She was still so beautiful and charming, with her eyebrows as dark as a distant black lips, and under the white leopard-print mink velvet, there was a black waist-hugging dress. The tight front closure reveals a piece of snow-white skin, outlining the towering breasts, slender waists, and muddy. The round and slender legs were covered with long flesh-skinned stockings, and the crimson high heels just set off the delicate and round feet.

Seeing Wang Siyu standing at the door in a daze, Zhang Qianying couldn't help but laugh, stretched out her slender jade fingers and gently pointed it on his forehead, and smiled: "Boy, why are you standing stupidly? You're almost exhausted!"

Wang Siyu immediately cheered, rushed over and picked her up. After turning three times, he walked into the room with a smile. Zhang Qianying raised her right foot, gently hooked the door handle, and closed the door with a "splash". Wang Siyu hugged her and threw herself on the bed, squinted her eyes and kissed her. The two hugged and kissed her for three or five minutes. Zhang Qianying shook her and pushed him away, spread her arms, raised her head and took a deep breath, and said quietly: "It's so good to get home..."

Wang Siyu was so happy that he smiled with joy. He nodded quickly. After the two of them were warm in the bed, Wang Siyu just reached into Zhang Qianying's underwear and was pushed away by Zhang Qianying. She turned around and sniffed Wang Siyu's forehead, and raised her hand and snapped her fingers, "Go shopping!go!go!go..."

Wang Siyu had no choice but to hang his head and follow Zhang Qianying listlessly. The two went downstairs, got into a taxi, rushed to the bustling areas of the city, and walked in major shopping malls. Finally, they each held a large bunch of marshmallows and swayed across the market with their fingers hooked up, swaying around as if no one was around.

After returning home in the evening, Zhang Qianying began to tidy up the room and clean the clothes. She effortlessly turned out Wang Siyu's underwear and socks hidden everywhere and threw them in the washing machine. Wang Siyu was taking a hot shower, sitting cross-legged by the bed, holding the remote control in his hand, watching the slap drama absent-mindedly, until he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, he smiled evilly and raised his fist to shake it.

It was late at night, and under the gentle light, there were violent panting sounds and two rolling bodies. Wang Siyu was crazy about Zhang Qianying and Zhang Qianying. Perhaps because she had been patient for too long, Wang Siyu seemed more brave than before, and launched waves of rapid attacks like a lion. Zhang Qianying had been killed and lost her armor and was defeated. She was tortured by him and died. Her slender and beautiful body was sometimes lengthened and sometimes curled up into a ball. She was roughly squeezed into various shapes by Wang Siyu. She supported her small mouth, screamed in crying, moaning, and sobbing softly. The ten black nails had already been deeply trapped in Wang Siyu's back.

Wang Siyu looked at Zhang Qianying, who was as beautiful as a flower in front of him, and shook his body desperately. He seemed to have endless strength to use. His heart was filled with the pleasure of conquest. After several killings, the two of them accelerated the rhythm at the same time. Finally, at a trembling moment, the two of them made a terrifying cry at the same time. Then, in a violent spasm and tightening, the most violent eruption came. Under the waves of rich and hot pouring, Zhang Qianying hugged Wang Siyu's back tightly, and her body trembled like a sieve...
Chapter completed!