In the next few days, after getting off work, Bai Yanni went directly to Xishan Hotel and refused to go back to her home in Laoxi Street. This made Wang Siyu feel depressed. It was of course very uncomfortable to stay alone in the empty room. After watching the news program bored for a while, he turned off the TV, lay in the quilt, and called and sent text messages over and over again. But Bai Yanni seemed to be determined. No matter how Wang Siyu urged her, she would not reply.

Helplessly, Wang Siyu could only lie on the bed, touching his cell phone, and with a group of lovers of all sizes and big places outside the country, but the distance could not relieve the near thirst. After hanging up the phone, Wang Siyu sat on the head of the bed and sighed, and his mood was extremely depressed. Fortunately, Bai Yanni came back on Friday night, so the two of them were tangled together like oil in honey, and they stopped until the early morning, hugged each other and slept with each other.

On Saturday afternoon, Wang Siyu received a call from Li Guoyong, member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. He drove back to the provincial capital Yuzhou and came to the Garden Hotel to attend the party of the Party members held every once in a while. The old acquaintances came to the party this time.

In addition to Li Guoyong, there are also Zhang Mingbo, deputy director of the Department of Culture, and Cai Wenjie, secretary of the Minjiang Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Xiao Yong, deputy director of the Municipal Bureau, had to come later because guests came from home, so the four of them put the mahjong table on the same day, playing cards while chatting endlessly. After playing mahjong for more than ten minutes, Li Guoyong, who had been silent, suddenly spoke and said something shocking, which surprised the other three people.

It turned out that on the afternoon of last Thursday, Luo Yunhao, executive deputy secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection and Director of the Supervision Department, was suddenly taken away halfway through the meeting in Beijing. The latest news I have received is that he has been suspended for review, but the case is still being kept confidential and no news has been announced to the public.

Although Luo Yunhao’s specific problems are not clear now, based on Wang Siyu’s understanding of him, he felt that the matter should be quite small. As early as when the Zhang Yang case was investigated, Luo Yunhao had been interfering with the normal progress of the investigation, so that Zhang Yang finally managed to escape and flee abroad.

Although Luo Yunhao was under the banner of "implementing the intentions of the main leaders of the provincial party committee", it is difficult to judge whether there are any hidden information. Although Wang Siyu had been transferred from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection and his organizational relationship was transferred to the city, he still felt a little relieved after learning that something happened to him.

Among the two former deputy secretaries of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, he prefers Xia Yuyao, who adheres to principles. Unfortunately, the latter was excluded and transferred to the Provincial Department of Environmental Protection. Since then, the two have never met again, and they don’t know what the situation is now. However, with Xia Yuyao’s straightforward personality, he probably won’t have a good life.

Zhang Mingbo, deputy director of the Department of Culture, sighed, took a card and played it out, and murmured: "This officialdom is unpredictable. I remember that on the 16th of last month, Luo Yunhao was still speaking at the provincial anti-corruption and integrity work conference. In just over ten days, something suddenly happened. Why didn't the rumor be revealed at all before?"

Li Guoyong snorted and said with a serious expression: "No matter what, he is in danger this time. It is easy to get in and out of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection."

Cai Wenjie, secretary of the Minjiang Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, smiled and said in a low voice: "This should be just a sign. Maybe it won't take long to go to the West China officialdom. There has been no peace here in recent years. There has been an earthquake. It is said that pulling out radishes and bringing out mud. Cadres of Luo Yunhao's level are not a problem with radishes. He has been operating in West China for many years and is a big tree with lush branches and leaves. If the case is handled smoothly, I don't know how many cadres will be involved. If it is done well, someone in the province will also stand up and take responsibility."

After he said these words, everyone stopped saying a word. Everyone knew very well that Luo Yunhao's accident was just a prelude, which indicates that a storm had formed. Perhaps it would not take long to see more shocking news. Of course, the possibility of private compromise is not ruled out. After all, when there is no absolute chance of winning, neither side of the fight will force the opponent to a dead end, otherwise the opponent will easily lead to a situation of losing both sides. At that time, not only will it not be possible to get a advantage, but other forces that are eyeing will take advantage of it.

After a while of silence, Li Guoyong raised his hand to play a card and whispered: "This time it is not small. It seems that he is going to play a big tiger."

Cai Wenjie raised his head and frowned and asked, "Who is playing cards, Meng or Li?"

Li Guoyong took a sip of tea slowly and pondered: "I don't know yet, but judging from the style, it should be Li and Meng are very steady and should not make such a fierce move. Otherwise, he would have participated last time and would not have waited until now."

Cai Wenjie smiled slightly and said to himself: "There is a lot of movement above and there is no idle below. Recently, the situation in Minjiang City is also very complicated. Undercurrents are surging. Conflicts may intensify at any time. It is not easy to be safe."

Zhang Mingbo smiled bitterly, touched a card, and sighed: "Old Cai, you are about to leave the place of right and wrong. The boss has already asked you to follow me. No matter how big the storm arises in West China, it will not be possible to pour a drop of water on Secretary Cai."

Cai Wenjie smiled and shook his head and said, "It will take a while to wait, and it will take two months at the earliest."

When Wang Siyu heard this, he was slightly stunned and frowned and said, "Secretary Cai is going to Central China?"

Cai Wenjie smiled slightly, played a card, smiled and put down the mahjong, nodded and said, "The boss said hello, and the right place happened to be there."

Wang Siyu took a sip of tea, smiled slightly, and said softly: "That's really a congratulations."

Cai Wenjie waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a level adjustment. The position has not changed since the past, and I am still in charge of the Discipline Inspection Commission."

Zhang Mingbo sighed, with a hint of jealousy on his face. He fiddled with the cards in his hand and murmured: "If you follow your boss to go to Central China, there will be no problem with progress. Although it is only a flat adjustment, it will take a year or two to work for a year or two, and it may be a success in the future. Lao Cai is going to transfer luck again this time. What a pity, I don't know when I will sit on the bench, and the boss may have forgotten me a long time ago."

Li Guoyong looked up at him, snorted, and said coldly: "The boss has never forgotten you. He called you a few days ago."

After hearing this, Zhang Mingbo quickly opened his eyes wide and couldn't wait to ask, "Really? Secretary Li, don't scare me."

Li Guoyong touched a card expressionlessly, knocked on the table with mahjong, and played it out again, and said coldly: "Of course it's true."

Zhang Mingbo immediately became happy, raised his hand and wiped his forehead, and asked hopefully: "Secretary Li, what do you mean by the boss?"

Li Guoyong pursed his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said lukewarmly: "The boss asked, Lao Li, how much is Mingbo's weight now? I said it was still 230 kilograms. The boss said, "Wait, then wait, when he drops to 160 kilograms, I said, "It's really going to be until the year of the Monkey. He is now drinking cold water and gaining weight. Last month, he worked hard to lose weight, but he ended up gaining three kilograms."

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter. Everyone knew that Li Guoyong was probably deliberately organizing Zhang Mingbo. The so-called telephone content he mentioned was made up of incompleteness.

Zhang Mingbo also grinned, moved his fat butt, and the leather chair made a squeak. A smile was barely squeezed out of his round face, his eyes narrowed into a slit, pointed at Li Guoyong with his finger, and said angrily: "Secretary Li, you are not kind. Among the brothers, I am the worst now. If you don't blow the wind in front of the boss, help me find a way out, and ridicule me like this, it really makes me sad."

Li Guoyong smiled rarely and waved his hand and said, "What's the hurry? Keep the green mountains there, and you won't have to worry about burning firewood. Now is the time for others to perform on stage. Just sit down and watch the show, keep a low profile and wait for an opportunity to rise."

Zhang Mingbo touched the cup, swallowed the tea with a gurgle, shook his head and sighed, "Secretary Li, you are still fine now, but you don't know my current situation. It's really miserable."

Cai Wenjie smiled slightly, played a card, and comforted softly: "Director Zhang, don't complain. The Department of Culture is actually good. Hasn't the province issued documents recently? We need to build a major cultural province."

Zhang Mingbo sighed and said with a dark face: "What's up to me? It turns out that when I was in the Finance Department, the deputy directors of the Culture Department saw me, no one was respectful. Now, they all had a stern face and smashed the door so loudly. It's really his grandmother. The world is so cold. If I talk about my current situation, I'm afraid I can't compare to County Mayor Wang."

Wang Siyu took a card and listened, and smiled and continued, "Director Zhang, you can't say that, why is that like?"

But Zhang Mingbo waved his hand and said in a little frustrated: "This is the truth."

Li Guoyong snorted and said disapprovingly: "Old Zhang, who do you want to compete with? You have to compete with him. He became the county magistrate at the age of 28. He is one of the few young cadres in West China Province. How can you compare?"

Zhang Mingbo couldn't hold back his face, picked up the cup and drank a sip of tea, covered up his embarrassment, and smiled embarrassedly: "What Secretary Li said is that when I mentioned the right place, it was almost forty, and it was really incomparable."

Wang Siyu smiled humbly without saying a word. He reached out and touched the card, stroked it gently, turned the mahjong over, and said with a smile: "It's so bad!"

Cai Wenjie threw the money over and said with a smile: "County Magistrate Wang is really a general who is always victorious. He has never lost even once after these times. He is so scared that Lao Xiao dared not come."

Wang Siyu laughed and was about to joke with the start, but when he heard a knock on the door, he hurried over and opened the door, but saw that the person was Xiao Yong, deputy director of the Municipal Bureau. Wang Siyu smiled and said, "Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive, Director Xiao, come over and play a few times."

Xiao Yong smiled unnaturally, his face looked very ugly. He gently closed the door, followed Wang Siyu to the table, and lowered his voice: "What happened. The news I just received was that the first secret medicine swallowed by West China committed suicide in hospital."
Chapter completed!