Secretary Liu's eyes flickered uncertainly, like a candle flickering in the wind.
He cursed Zhao Guoyang of the propaganda department in his heart, saying he was more trouble than he was worth.
They used to haile Zhang Cheng as a role model for all the youth in the county, but now look what's happened—this "role model" is about to fall in another place.
Putting aside his daughter's mess, the reputation of Funing County alone is too much for him to bear.
As the "patriarch" of Funing, Secretary Liu's reputation cannot be trampled underfoot by Jiaxing.
Moreover, Zhao Daming's words hit the nail on the head.
First, bring the person back.
If Zhang Chengzhen has committed a heinous crime, at worst, we'll just send him back ourselves.
This is the art of politics: knowing when to advance and when to retreat.
After a long period of contemplation, Secretary Liu finally raised his eyes and uttered in a hoarse voice, "Jiaxing... might not release them."
Zhao Daming's heart, which had been in his throat, suddenly felt relieved!
It's done!
An uncontrollable surge of joy instantly welled up on his face, and he shouted, "Secretary Liu, don't worry, Zhang Cheng has a backup plan! He guarantees that Jiaxing will release the people obediently!"
Seeing Zhao Daming's excited, almost fawning face, Secretary Liu's nameless anger flared up again, turning into a single word.
"roll!"
"Get out! Get out, get out, get out!"
"Hey! I'm leaving right now!"
Zhao Daming felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He raised his hand and hastily wiped the bloodstains from his forehead. With a strange smile on his face, as if he had survived a disaster, he turned around and ran outside.
When the door opened, Zhao Daming was stunned.
A large group of department leaders, craning their necks, were crowded at the entrance.
When they saw Zhao Daming emerge with blood streaming down his forehead but a broad smile on his face, everyone tacitly averted their gaze, looking either at the ceiling or at their toes, before scattering like birds and beasts.
Zhao Daming coughed awkwardly, then dashed towards the stairs with lightning speed.
at the same time.
Inside a quiet office at the prosecutor's office.
Li Yuanyuan sat upright, looking anxious.
Across from her, Tong Kaiwen wore black-rimmed glasses, his face expressionless, and rhythmically tapped the cap of his fountain pen on the table.
despair.
despair.
despair.
Each sound seemed to strike Li Yuanyuan's heart.
A dozen minutes later, the red telephone on the table suddenly rang, breaking the suffocating silence.
Tong Kaiwen, who had been keeping a straight face, finally smiled slightly and picked up the receiver.
Who is it?
"Inspector Tong! This is Zhao Daming from Nanyang Police Station! I have a case to submit to the procuratorate!"
"Director Zhao, send the case file over immediately."
Tong Kaiwen's voice was calm and decisive.
"I'll stamp it immediately, report it, and apply for an arrest warrant!"
"Okay! I'll be right there!"
After hanging up the phone, Tong Kaiwen looked at Li Yuanyuan, who was looking at him expectantly, and smiled faintly.
"Zhang Cheng's moves were fairly steady."
"As long as there are no major accidents in Jiaxing, he will be back soon."
He then changed the subject.
"However, an arrest warrant alone is not enough to snatch people from Jiaxing City."
"Inspector Tong, what else do we need to do?" Li Yuanyuan asked eagerly.
“Promoting people from other cities is tantamount to slapping the face of the Jiaxing Municipal Party Committee.”
Tong Kaiwen's eyes sharpened.
"So, before we slap them in the face, we have to give them a 'gift' that they can't refuse."
"A grand gift?" Li Yuanyuan looked puzzled.
"Didn't you set up a chamber of commerce in Funing?"
"Right, right!" Li Yuanyuan immediately realized, "Although the president hasn't been elected yet, those bosses will give me some face if I speak up!"
"Then go contact them."
Tong Kaiwen's speaking speed suddenly increased.
"Have your people contact that new chamber of commerce you started in Jiaxing, and immediately! Secure a few tangible cooperation projects!"
"Oh, right, and that industrial park in Jiaxing..."
Li Yuanyuan understood immediately, her eyes flashing with a sharp light. She stood up abruptly, said nothing more, and turned to leave quickly.
...
Jiaxing.
Municipal building, secretary's office.
Secretary Zhou had just hung up the phone when the veins on his hand holding the receiver stood out prominently.
The reprimands from the provincial authorities still ring in my ears.
Snap!
He slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup vibrate loudly.
"Secretary Huang!"
Secretary Huang, who was waiting outside the door, rushed in immediately, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Any results from Yan Guozhou's side?!" Secretary Zhou's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Secretary Zhou, Director Yan is waiting outside. How about... we let him in?"
"Let him in here!"
Soon, Police Chief Yan Guozhou, with his head down, followed Secretary Huang into the oppressive atmosphere.
"Secretary Zhou..."
"Has Zhang Cheng confessed yet?"
Yan Guozhou forced himself to speak: "Secretary Zhou, he refuses to admit it and insists that he is the victim, that he was kidnapped by a gang called Chen Xiaodao, and that's why he ended up on the national highway."
"And then?" Secretary Zhou asked coldly.
"He...he's not cooperating, and we don't dare to use any methods against him..."
"Yan Guozhou!"
Secretary Zhou suddenly stood up and pointed at his nose.
"What do you mean by 'not cooperating'?! Investigating cases is your job as a police officer! If he won't talk, can't you investigate yourselves?! I'm telling you, three days! If you can't solve the case within three days, you'll be going to the provincial capital to explain yourself!"
Thunderous fury echoed through the office.
Just then, Director Liu of the Investment Promotion Bureau appeared at the open doorway, sweating profusely, raising his hand but not daring to knock.
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