Although a director of the Provincial Department of Finance of Fengchuan Province came to Haiyang County to serve as the county magistrate, the matter has not yet been concluded, so there are many people who are ready to move.

Among them, Yu Quanfang was unwilling to give up. As the deputy secretary of Haiyang County, he was the most qualified to be transferred to the county magistrate. However, because the change was too fast this time, many roads had not been paved for a while. He found Cheng Qianhe, executive vice mayor of Baishan City, but Cheng Qianhe did not give a accurate letter, so he secretly went to Beijing again and wanted to ask someone to exert some influence from it.

In a presidential suite on the 18th floor of Yanghai Hotel, Yu Quanfang sat comfortably on the sofa and smoked a cigarette. He was waiting for someone, and this person was still very important to him, not only on the official road, but also on the bed road.

After a while, the door opened silently. Liang Hexian, wearing a low-cut suit, walked in, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Why did it take so long to get up?"

"Old Wu from the petition office went to my office to sit for a while."

"Wu Tongshan? What are he here to do? What are he looking for you?" Three questions in a row showed that they were full of impatientness.

"Yeah, I'm jealous, don't worry, just like him, I'll pay attention to him if I give me money." Liang Hexian knew where Yu Quanfang's fatal hole was, so he put the coffee cup in his hand on the table and sat down next to Yu Quanfang.

"Wang Jiashan from Linshan Town came to petition again. He came to intercept the visit and asked me to help him get his son's household registration to Beijing, saying that it was for the college entrance examination."

"Last time you said you would like to recommend the director to me. I'll make an appointment for me these two days. I want to meet and see if I can help." Yu Quanfang was satisfied himself, completely ignoring how Liang Hexian, who was already in the quagmire, felt, and directly talked about his own business.

Liang Hexian stood up and picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a sip before speaking: "It's okay for me to recommend it to you, but I guess the effect will not be good, and it may be a stolen disaster."

"What's the meaning?"

"I found out something from other channels. The new county magistrate who might have been sent to was Zhonghua, who was the nephew of Zhong Fengyang, deputy secretary of the Central South Provincial Party Committee."

"What you said is true?"

"Ninety-nine, not many people with the surname Zhong, what I'm asking about is this. Why don't you ask again? If Director Wang comes forward, hello will be at the provincial level at most. Do you tell me if you will hit the gun at that time?" Liang Hexian said worriedly.

"You ask me to think about it carefully. If that is the case, it would be better if this county magistrate doesn't fight. After all, the county magistrate is worse than to take charge now. Zhong Fengyang said one thing, and I have a good fruit to eat, but that's fine. My nephew wants to see how many more days Zheng Mingtang can be strong?"

"Then why don't you make an appointment with Director Wang?"

"Why don't you make an appointment? The relationship is always flowing. How can you get into a sedan chair and pierce your ears and eyes?"

"Then I'll go call." Liang Hexian wanted to stand up and walk, mainly because she wanted to go back and clean up her personal hygiene. It was so sticky and uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!