Guided by the waitress wearing a cheongsam, Wang Siyu took the elevator to the thirteenth floor, came to the door of the agreed room, rang the doorbell, the door was quickly opened, and a fat body appeared in front of him. After seeing Wang Siyu, he was slightly stunned, with a stern face, and said coldly: "Who are you looking for?"

But Wang Siyu had already recognized him. He was a deputy director of the former Provincial Department of Transportation. He quickly explained with a smile: "Director Zhang, hello, Secretary Li called me to come."

Deputy Director Zhang was stunned for a moment, and his suspicious eyes fell on Wang Siyu's face. He touched his hair with his hand, which was combed in a shady manner. He seemed to remember something. The corner of his mouth raised. A kind smile appeared on the face that was originally full of dignity. He nodded and said, "I remember, we have met before. You are Director Wang of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, please come in."

Wang Siyu walked into the room and saw a thin middle-aged man sitting on the black leather sofa. The man had short hair and was wearing a black casual outfit. He only looked up at Wang Siyu, then put down the teacup in his hand, and smiled and said, "Isn't this Director Wang? Come and sit down."

Wang Siyu speeded up and said with a smile: "Prosecutor Cai, it's been a long time since we met."

Deputy Director Zhang sat on the sofa, raised his hand and touched his hair, shook his head and said, "Director Wang, Lao Cai is no longer the procurator general, he has been transferred to another market."

Wang Siyu's expression was a little awkward. He walked to the sofa opposite the two of them and sat down, apologizing: "After Secretary Fang was transferred, I have not contacted all the leaders and I don't know much about the current situation."

Cai Wenjie smiled, nodded in understanding, leaned back, and said softly: "Yes, yes, some time ago, some personnel adjustments occurred in the province and the city, everyone is very busy, and we old guys are too busy to take care of ourselves, so we don't have time to pay attention to you young people."

Wang Siyu sighed secretly. Judging from the two guys' attitude of relying on their seniority, he threw away the idea of ​​integrating the Fang system. Before he was in a high position, the idea was undoubtedly extremely ridiculous. He touched the teapot, filled the two of them with tea, poured a cup for himself, but did not drink tea, but took out the business card and handed it to the two of them.

Deputy Director Zhang smiled and took the business card. He just glanced at him, then frowned slightly, stared at Wang Siyu in surprise and said, "County Magistrate Wang? Are you making rapid progress?"

Cai Wenjie also squinted his eyes, looked at the business card carefully, and said thoughtfully: "It's really amazing. There are not many such young county magistrates in the province. County magistrate Wang is young and promising, and has a bright future."

Wang Siyu was proud of himself, but cleverly covered it up. He just smiled modestly and said with a sincere expression: "Where, I am still young and have insufficient experience. Please take care of you elders in the future."

Deputy Director Zhang put the business card in place and took out a gold-burned business card and handed it over. The smile on his face became more kind and said with some emotion: "Xiao Wang, young is the greatest capital. When I was in Lifeng County, I was thirty-eight years old before I became the county magistrate. That was the youngest county magistrate in Lifeng County. Now I am talking about the younger cadres. I didn't expect that I would be so young. It's unimaginable."

Wang Siyu frowned slightly, and heard the sourness in Deputy Director Zhang's words, but he didn't care too much. He just smiled faintly and looked at the business card handed over by Deputy Director Zhang. Only then did he realize that Deputy Director Zhang's name was Zhang Mingbo, and he was currently the deputy director of the Department of Culture. However, he vaguely remembered that Zhang Mingbo seemed to be the deputy director of the Department of Transportation. This time, the Department of Culture in West China Province has always been a clear water yamen, so naturally it cannot be compared with the Department of Transportation.

Cai Wenjie also handed over the business card. Wang Siyu took the business card and saw it, but his heart suddenly jumped. This was a coincidence that Cai Wenjie was transferred to Minjiang City, but his transfer was even more unsatisfactory. He is now the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission of Minjiang City.

Originally, with Cai Wenjie's qualifications and working for a few more years, according to the past practices of the West China officialdom, he would probably be transferred to the provincial senior high school procuratorate as executive deputy procurator. But now he has left Yuzhou. On the surface, he is an exile member of the municipal party committee standing committee, which is a horizontal transfer. But in fact, whether it is the power he holds or the development prospects, Cai Wenjie is no longer as good as before.

Wang Siyu put away his business card, looked at Cai Wenjie quietly, picked up the teacup, blew his breath, and pondered: "Secretary Cai, the team of Minjiang City has changed a lot. My former old superior, Deputy Director Liang of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, has also been transferred here. Now he is the executive vice mayor."

Cai Wenjie ummed out a 'hum', took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a few sips, and then sniffed the smoke and said with a smile: "County Magistrate Wang, Minjiang's team has no problem, it's just normal work adjustments. Mayor Liang is a famous strong woman in the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee. We have dealt with each other before, and her work ability is still very strong. This time when I come to Minjiang City, I should be able to implement the intentions of the Provincial Party Committee and capture the local economy."

After speaking, he dusted the cigarette between his fingers, touched the cup and drank a sip of tea, then squinted his eyes and sat on the sofa, as if he was closing his eyes and resting, and no longer spoke.

But Zhang Mingbo turned his head, looked at Wang Siyu with interest, and said with a smile: "County Magistrate Wang, how old are you this year?"

Wang Siyu took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and smiled and said, "I'm twenty-eight years old."

Zhang Mingbo said 'oh', raised his hand and touched his hair, and smiled and said, "My fat girl is twenty-nine, you are only one year apart. County Magistrate Wang, do you have a girlfriend?"

Wang Siyu was stunned and hurriedly said, "Well, we have a good relationship. She is studying in the capital now."

Zhang Mingbo sighed with some regret, crossed his legs, squinted his eyes, patted the armrest of the sofa gently, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's twenty-eight, I must have a girlfriend. I got married early back then, and I got married at the age of twenty-five. But now my children always have too high-mindedness. Erya has had several friends, but she just refuses to get married."

Wang Siyu pretended not to hear it, smiled slightly, then lowered his head to drink tea. After a while, he reached out and took out a box of little pandas from his top pocket, placed it on the coffee table, took out one and put it in his mouth, and played a few tricks with the lighter. After lighting it, he took a lighter and took a sip, put the lighter on the cigarette box, and slowly spit out the smoke and stopped talking.

Cai Wenjie opened his eyes at this time, looked at Wang Siyu, turned his head, put his mouth to Zhang Mingbo's ear, and whispered a few words. Zhang Mingbo stared at Wang Siyu, with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, nodding slightly, and whispered: "No wonder, so that's the case, yes... I've seen that child, a very beautiful little guy, Secretary Fang pampers her very much."

From the expressions of the two, Wang Siyu could guess that Cai Wenjie must have known the matter between him and Fang Jing. Sure enough, after Cai Wenjie finished speaking, Zhang Mingbo's expression became a little unnatural. His eyes moved away from Wang Siyu, and he first touched his hair, as if he suddenly remembered something. He raised his hand and looked at the watch, frowned and muttered: "Why haven't Secretary Guoyong arrived yet? He usually came early. Old Cai, why would you call and urge me?"

As soon as the words were finished, the doorbell rang. Wang Siyu quickly stood up and walked over to open the door. After the door opened, he saw Li Guoyong and a middle-aged man walking past. Although the man was wearing casual clothes, Wang Siyu still recognized that this person was Xiao Yong, deputy director of Yuzhou Municipal Bureau. However, the two of them were not familiar with each other before and could not speak to each other, so he just nodded, even if he had said hello.

Among these people, Li Guoyong's prestige is undoubtedly the highest. After he came in, he took off his leather jacket and hung it on the hanger, and sat down on the sofa. Cai Wenjie and Zhang Mingbo unconsciously owed their bodies. Zhang Mingbo poured a cup of tea and handed it over, and said with a smile: "Secretary Guoyong, what happened last time?"

Li Guoyong took a sip of tea, put down the cup, snorted, and shook his head, "The boss asked me to tell you, let me stabilize for a while, and I will not consider transferring people to China for the time being."

When Zhang Mingbo heard this, his eyes showed disappointment, and he smiled, then sat on the sofa with a gloomy face and stopped talking.

Li Guoyong looked at it, frowned, turned his head to look at Wang Siyu, with a rare smile on his face, and said in a gentle tone: "Are you all familiar with it?"

Wang Siyu nodded with a smile and said softly: "I have been chatting for a while."

Li Guoyong put away his smile, lit a cigarette, and pondered: "There are still a few people who can't get through this period of time. You can see them slowly in the future. You must get familiar with them as soon as possible."

Wang Siyu's heart moved slightly, looked at Li Guoyong in surprise, nodded, and said solemnly: "Okay."

Xiao Yong smiled beside him and said, "Secretary Li, is it still the same rule?"

Li Guoyong snorted and waved his hand, "It's still eight times. I'm too lucky last time. I'm going to make a comeback this time."

Cai Wenjie heard this and smiled, threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, and said with a smile: "Secretary Li, according to my opinion, I still have to invite this meal tonight."

Li Guoyong rolled his eyelids and snorted: "Not necessarily, I have foreign aid."

Cai Wenjie smiled and pointed at Wang Siyu and said, "Secretary Li, the foreign aid you are talking about is not County Magistrate Wang, right?"

Li Guoyong nodded and said calmly: "I have read his letter of complaint, saying that Wang Siyu, the county magistrate, has average work ability, and is just playing mahjong well, and is a veritable victory general."

When the few people heard this, they laughed. Wang Siyu showed an embarrassment on his face and touched his nose and smiled: "Secretary Li, this joke is a bit big."

Li Guoyong snorted, rolled up his sleeves, and whispered: "Is it a joke? You know it, but fortunately, you didn't keep the money you won in your pocket, otherwise we wouldn't sit here and talk."

Wang Siyu frowned and took a breath of cigarette, and smiled helplessly.

At this time, Xiao Yong had called the waiter and set up a mahjong table in the living room. The four of them sat at the table and shuffled the cards. Wang Siyu threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, pulled a chair and sat behind Li Guoyong, watching him play cards.

As expected, Secretary Li's card skills were very bad and his playing style was extremely bad. After two rounds of cards, he lost more than 300. However, his brand was excellent. Except for a few more hums when he paid, he did not perform any other abnormal performance. Unlike Zhang Mingbo, he was proud of himself after winning a few games and talked loudly. After losing a little, he threw the card to a jingle. His true appearance was revealed on the card table, without any extraordinary demeanor of a deputy department-level leader. The difference in brand quality made people look at it.

In the previous few rounds of cards, Xiao Yong was extremely lucky, and he was very excited. While playing cards, he told a few jokes, which made the card table laugh continuously. After the laughter, Zhang Mingbo missed a big mistake and immediately became depressed. He looked up at him and said in a bit of resentment: "Dr. Xiao, have you not been repaired by Fan Minzhe recently? Why are you so happy? You can't stop talking about it."

Xiao Yong smiled mysteriously and said softly: "He, he has taken sick leave recently and is going to recuperate in other places."

Cai Wenjie's eyes lit up, and he quickly knocked out a card and asked in a low voice: "Director Xiao, what's going on? He's been ruled?"

Xiao Yong shook his head and said, "That's not, otherwise Secretary Li would have called you long ago. Last time he checked the rich man, Secretary Cai was the head of the task force. If you didn't check him down, you have always been awkward in your heart, and everyone knows this."

Cai Wenjie smiled helplessly and shook his head and said, "It's a waste of effort. The boss can fight with the old monkey. We are no match for him. We have already seen the light, but it's just a break. It's clean and neat. It's really admirable. Even if the old monkey is not the deputy governor and goes to the public security, procuratorial and judicial department to work, he is still a good player. I knew that the case was not handled well last time. As expected, his old monkey is still narrow-minded and has no tolerance."

Li Guoyong snorted, took out a card, and played it without looking at it, shook his head and said, "What's the use of being able to do it? Your butt can't be cleaned."

Cai Wenjie frowned, looked at Li Guoyong, and said curiously: "What does it mean?"

Zhang Mingbo also held down a card at this time, turned to look at Li Guoyong, and asked tentatively: "Secretary Li, why is there a new situation?"

Li Guoyong looked down at the mahjong in front of him, fiddled with it casually, but felt extremely headache. He pointed at Xiao Yong with his finger and said impatiently: "Go and ask Xiao Yong, he knows."

Xiao Yong smiled and said softly: "They have had a big time this time. A few days ago, Fan Minzhe sent 30 policemen to the capital to arrest forty-five petitioners. The impact was very bad. He had already been to the inner court. The superiors were very unhappy. The old monkey probably had nothing to do. He could turn the blame off by patting his butt. Fan Minzhe took the blame this time, and he might have to move the place."

Cai Wenjie didn't say anything special when he heard this. He just smiled faintly and nodded, "That's the best, he's been a little overplayed this time."

Zhang Mingbo opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "Under the emperor's feet, it was really bold to arrest people without permission. This is a big taboo. How could Fan Minzhe be so careless?"

Xiao Yong looked up at the opposite side and stammered: "How did I know that he has always been cautious in his daily work. This time, something is indeed strange."

Li Guoyong snorted, stretched out two fingers behind him, shook them, and said bluntly: "Yan!"

Wang Siyu sighed secretly and handed him a little panda.

Li Guoyong touched the lighter, lit a cigarette and took a sip, and he felt it tasted good. He looked down at the sign, snorted, and turned around and said, "Why do you always smoke good cigarettes? It's corrupt? I'll settle the score with you later."

Wang Siyu smiled and waved his hand and said, "There are only two gifts given by Secretary Jiao of the County Party Committee, so don't worry about it."

Li Guoyong frowned and sucked a few sips of cigarettes. He then changed the topic just now: "It's nothing strange. The old monkey left Yuzhou and left Fan Minzhe in this important position, just to protect the house for him. Anyone who wants to come over to touch the gutter oil must first pass Fan Minzhe's barrier. The matter of arresting petitioners would not have been big, and many places were also secretly arrested. But I heard that a misunderstanding occurred when arresting people and beat the plainclothes in the capital was beaten, which made the matter big. But Xiao Yong, don't be happy too early. Even if Fan Minzhe is transferred, you will not have the chance to be upright."

Xiao Yong smiled indifferently and waved his hand and said, "I know this, but it is a matter of celebration that he can leave. I will be the one who can join us and celebrate it well."

Cai Wenjie sighed thoughtfully and said with emotion: "It's meaningless. The game of chess has been played. We are spectators now. Whoever loses and who wins is not important to us."

Wang Siyu sat next to him and didn't interrupt, but just listened quietly. At this time, he couldn't help but interrupt, "They care so much about this group of petitioners. There is probably something wrong with it, so they should check it."

Li Guoyong looked back at him and explained coldly, "It doesn't matter whether there is any trick or not. The most important thing is that West China needs an old monkey. Secretary Wen wants to protect him because he wants to use his power to restrain the snipers of "Meng" and "Li". "Meng" is from the Wu clan and "Li" is from the He clan. People from these two families have strong political resources behind them. No matter who gains power, they will threaten the position of Secretary Wen and affect a higher level. There are many complex games involved."

Wang Siyu nodded slightly, took out a cigarette and lit it, frowned and took a breath, but did not speak, listening to Li Guoyong continue: "Among the local factions in West China, several factions in the provincial capital Yuzhou are the most powerful. Among them, Lao Monkey and the boss are two banners, both of which are the power that the provincial party secretary wanted to use. Originally, Secretary Wen acquiesced to some of the boss's actions, including important personnel arrangements in powerful departments such as public security, procuratorial and judicial departments. If Secretary Wen did not nod, it would definitely not be possible. Unfortunately, the boss did not follow his pace, but followed Li Hongjun, which was completely angered Secretary Wen. After several temptations, he could not convince the boss, so he had to transfer him away."

Wang Siyu let out a sigh of relief, and then Li Guoyong said, "So, for a long time, the old monkey will not be a problem. The reason is very simple. If Secretary Wen can't even save the old monkey, then he will be too passive and will be easily checked and balanced by Meng and Li. It will not be easy to control the situation in West China."

Li Guoyong nodded and shook his head again, "Not all, their leaders have a high level of political wisdom and are as smart as the sea, which is difficult to figure out, but the basic truth is this. Official game is sometimes like playing mahjong. Only those who win can stay on the gambling table and continue playing. If anyone loses all the chips, he must be eliminated and give up his position. If any faction has many important people out, the faction will lose the qualification to participate in the game. In this sense, from the central government to the local government, they are playing mahjong. The principle is the same. Eat the first home, lock the next home, keep a close eye on the other party, and gain enough political capital, so that they will not be eliminated."

Wang Siyu nodded with a focused expression and suddenly reminded: "Secretary Li, you are going to be out."

Li Guoyong snorted, typing out one by one, and said in surprise: "What are you talking about?"
Chapter completed!