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Chapter Fifty-One

"No, this is not possible. You can't sit still and wait for death. You have to come up with a countermeasure!" After returning to the office, Ren Huaqiang, secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, turned into an ant on the hot pot, and walked around the room with his hands on his back.

The sentence Secretary Wang said at the meeting was very rich in meaning, and the subtext should be: "I already know those things. You should know what to do!"

Ren Huaqiang took out a tissue, wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead, walked to the window, frowned and thought. If it were someone else, it would probably be a signal of asking for bribes, but if it was replaced by the prince of the capital, it would be completely different.

Secretary Wang should not be short of money. Even if he is short of money, he will not make any decisions on himself. This is a very simple truth. At this critical moment, it is definitely unfair to get money, and it is easy to make things worse.

If the other party really wants to move himself, he will not say it at the meeting and just take action directly.

If you have obtained conclusive evidence and the prince reported to the superiors truthfully, the province will definitely support his decision, use his own head to warn him, and establish prestige for the new municipal party secretary.

By then, no matter mayor Lu Jinwang or executive vice governor Du Shan, they would be helpless, and no one would stand up to stop him. The battles in the officialdom were just to lose the car to protect the handsome guy. His weight was still lighter, which was not enough to make Governor Du and Secretary Wang turn against each other.

"Secretary Wang... intimidate... and beat... this is to take an attitude!" Ren Huaqiang thought for a long time and finally figured out the joints. He felt a little relieved. As long as the other party did not have the intention to take action immediately, there was still room for maneuver.

Ren Huaqiang knew the case of Jiang Hezhi the most. He actually supported this gangster who had been rampant in the Binhai for a while. However, later, the other party climbed up to Mao Shouyi and Guan Jinxi again, and didn't interact with him much.

"Jiang Hezhi, Jiang Hezhi, you old guy, really hurts people!" Ren Huaqiang stretched out his fist and slammed hard at the wall, making a "bang" sound. The severe pain from his hands made him wake much more.

Time is too long, so we must make up our minds and strive to take the initiative. Don’t let Secretary Wang name it in public, that would be dangerous. Secretary Wang came to Binhai alone, and what he needs now is support. As a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, he is still very valuable.

Thinking of this, he raised his wrist and looked at the table below. Seeing that there was still time, he hurriedly left the office, hurried downstairs, and walked straight to the front building. After more than ten minutes, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, slowed down, and came to the outdoor room of Wang Siyu's office. [Ye*zi] [You*you]

Lu Yuting put down the paper and pen in her hand, hurriedly came over, pointed her hand inside, and reminded in a low voice: "Secretary Ren, do you have something urgent? Minister Lu of the Propaganda Department is inside. He has just entered not long ago and may have to wait for a while before he can come out."

"Ah, it's okay, I'll sit down and wait slowly first, no hurry, no hurry!" Ren Huaqiang smiled, sat on the sand in disappointment, raised Erlangtui, lit a cigarette, frowned and sucked, thinking to himself that there was something wrong with this Lu Chengpeng, but Minister Lu reacted quickly and actually ran to him.

Lu Yuting brewed tea, put the cup on the coffee table, then returned to the desk, took out nail clippers, and repaired the exquisite nails.

Ren Huaqiang picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, looked at her with a smile, and said kindly: "Xiao Lu, how old is this year?"

"Twenty-four!" Lu Yuting smiled, raised her head, and said half-jokingly: "Why, Secretary Ren wants to introduce my boyfriend to me?"

Ren Huaqiang nodded, dusted the ashes, and said calmly: "I have this idea. Last night, your aunt mentioned that the young master of Mr. Huang of their company is a diamond prince, who is looking for a girlfriend!"

"Is the company big?" Lu Yuting put down her nail clippers, and showed her little stars in her eyes, and said with a smile: "If there is a villa, a BMW, and an eight-digit deposit, Secretary Ren must help me match it."

Ren Huaqiang smiled, moaned his head with his hands, and said enthusiastically: "No problem, their company is still very strong, it is Nanhua Group, you should know the one who engages in import and export trade, right?"

Lu Yuting smiled and said happily: "Yeah, it's a big company, Secretary Ren, then you have to hurry up. If this matter is done, I will take over their home business. Then we will add five to two or one, and share half of them."

"I'm really interested?" Ren Huaqiang took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and said kindly: "Okay, I'll go back tonight and ask your aunt to help you build a bridge, so as to meet on weekends. They are not only a big family business, but also very talented and can write English poetry!"

Lu Yuting laughed and said embarrassedly, "No, Secretary Ren, I'm just having fun. This weekend, our stupid boy is coming. If he gets caught, he will have to die!"

Ren Huaqiang smiled, waved his hand, and said with some regret: "It turns out that the name Hua has a master, then forget it, it's a pity. In fact, I just watched it, you two are quite like husband and wife."

Lu Yuting sighed, mopped her nail clippers again, grinding her delicate tail fingers, and sighed: "There is no way, I just like that poor boy, and I don't want to change it anymore. I'm thinking too much and tinging is tired."

Ren Huaqiang nodded, with a 1u understanding expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Young people, you still have to focus on feelings. The material foundation is only one aspect. You can't look at everything from money. Xiao Lu, if you have time in the future, remember to bring your boyfriend to your house for dinner."

Lu Yuting was a little flattered, blinked her eyes, walked over, helped him to add tea, and smiled, "Thank you, Secretary Ren, I will take him with me some other day to visit you and my aunt."

"Okay, okay, welcome." Ren Huaqiang nodded with a smile, frowned and took a sip of cigarette, then put the cigarette butts out, threw it into the ashtray, held his lower abdomen with both hands, and sat on the sand like Maitreya Buddha, motionless.

More than ten minutes later, the door was pushed open. Lu Chengpeng, the Minister of Propaganda of the Municipal Party Committee, pushed the door out, changed his eyes with Ren Huaqiang, nodded again, and walked out expressionlessly.

Ren Huaqiang felt a little confused. He knocked in the door and looked at Wang Siyu behind the desk. He looked sad on his face, drooped his head, and said in a low tone: "Secretary Wang, I'm here to review."

"Old Ren, sit down and talk!" Wang Siyu put down the signature pen in his hand, stood up, and sat down by the sand. Lu Yuting brought two cups of tea, quietly retreated, and gently brought the door with her.

Ren Huaqiang turned his body and said straight to the point: "Secretary Wang, in the past few years, the public security situation in Binhai City has deteriorated. Some public security, procuratorial and judicial cadres have also neglected their duties and colluded with internal and external forces, and have done a lot of illegal and discipline violations. In the final analysis, it is because I have not done my job well. I have the responsibility of leadership and I want to review it with you."

Wang Siyu waved his hand and said calmly: "Old Ren, no one is perfect. No matter how outstanding a leading cadre is, he will never be perfect. He will always make some mistakes, but as long as the bottom of his butt is clean and he has not done anything illegal, everything will be easy to say."

Ren Huaqiang hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and said with a pleasing voice: "Secretary Wang, to be honest, I see all the work you came to Binhai and I am deeply impressed. In addition to the great harm to the people of Binhai, we should learn from you and be brave enough to start a war against evil forces."

Wang Siyu smiled slightly and said lightly: "I didn't do anything, but Comrade Zhijun is good. During his time at the provincial party school, he led the police officers to fight a tough battle, which is worthy of praise."

Ren Huaqiang nodded repeatedly and followed the topic: "Secretary Wang, Director Sun has a hot temper, but he hates evil and has a sense of justice. When he was in charge of criminal investigation work at the Municipal Bureau, he fought desperately with those people. He is a rare good cadre and has withstood the test."

Wang Siyu nodded, pointed his finger at the teacup, and smiled and said, "In a few days, CCTV's program team will come to shoot the program, record our anti-black situation, and broadcast it in prime time. You will also be there for 1u. After all, you are the deputy leader of the special team, and the direct leader will make a contribution."

"Secretary Wang, I don't have to stand out. The credit is for the comrades." Ren Huaqiang waved his hand, a humble smile appeared on his face, took a sip of tea, and felt bitter in his mouth.

In fact, many people have already seen that in this operation, he, the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, was actually caught by Secretary Wang and had no connection at all. This itself shows the problem. People have distrustd him from the beginning.

Wang Siyu smiled and seemed to ask casually: "Old Ren, Comrade Mao Shouyi from the Municipal Bureau studied at the Provincial Party School. After the term expires, he may have to be transferred to the province. Do you have any good suggestions for the candidate for the new director?"

Ren Huaqiang hurriedly sat upright and said without hesitation: "Secretary Wang, I suggest Comrade Sun Zhijun is the most suitable candidate."

"Actually, Comrade Hao Qingping is not bad either." Wang Siyu smiled slightly, then mocked the sand armrest with both hands, and said implicitly: "Mayor Jin Wang and Secretary Xu mean that Lao Hao is more stable."

Ren Huaqiang knew that the critical moment was coming, and whether he could pass the test depends on his attitude. He hurriedly said with a smile: "Secretary Wang, I don't agree with this view. Comrade Sun Zhijun's performance in the anti-gangster struggle is obvious to all. He has the ability and courage, and has a high prestige in the public security system. If he chooses someone else, the comrades below will not be convinced."

Wang Siyu smiled and nodded, "Old Ren, since your attitude is so firm, I will consider it again."

Ren Huaqiang observed his expression and finally relaxed a little. He lowered his eyebrows and said with a calm look: "Secretary Wang, I am a person from the grassroots level. I have a low theoretical level, but I just have a clear idea of ​​a silly thing. Whoever can do practical things for the people will do it with me!"

This is too sarcastic. It has already pierced the window paper and directly expressed its intention to re-stop. Ren Huaqiang is very clear that he is standing on the edge of a cliff. If he hesitates, he will fall into a state of doom. Therefore, he can't take too much care.

Wang Siyu frowned slightly, looked at him with some dissatisfaction, and frowned, "You can't say that. Lao Ren, when we do our work, we must pay attention to principles, not draw small circles, and exclude other comrades."

"Yes, yes, Secretary Wang is right to criticize." Although Ren Huaqiang said, he still did not give up and looked at Wang Siyu with a gaze, hoping that the other party could give him a correct word so that he would not have many dreams and things would be repeated.

Wang Siyu smiled slightly and said softly: "Lao Ren, just now, I talked to Minister Lu Jiao Liu about his work in West China. There are many places there and it is still very backward. Some children even have problems going to school. In winter, they can't even wear cotton coats or eat enough. When Lao Lu heard this, he burst into tears and said that he would donate 500,000 to the poor areas. Minister Lu is really kind-hearted."

Ren Huaqiang understood, and suddenly felt enlightened. He smiled and said, "Secretary Wang, this is a great thing. Such a meaningful thing should be counted as my part, so that I can do my best."

Wang Siyu waved his hand and smiled and said, "Lao Ren, I'm not begging for alms. You have to have that mind to do good deeds by yourself, so don't get involved with us."

Ren Huaqiang took a sip of tea and said meaningfully: "Secretary Wang, I will be at the station for a few more years. At that time, I took my wife to West China and do more charity projects. As for people, they always have to do more good things to sleep more well."

Wang Siyu smiled and said softly: "I agree with your point of view. The current society is very realistic and I don't talk about dedication anymore. However, there is a saying that is right. Happiness is like perfume. If you sprinkle too much on others, you will inevitably get a few drops."

"Secretary Wang, you are right, very philosophical." Ren Huaqiang slapped his big tutel, with a happy smile on his face, but he was sighing in his heart. What he was going to sprinkle this time was not perfume, but a lot of money. This was the way out given by Secretary Wang. It hurts to buy freedom!

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