Deng Jiutian thought that Zhang Shidong would give him face, and he had already come and put on his posture. This was an exception for him, who had always been arrogant. He thought he had given Zhang Shidong enough face, and had never been afraid of it. He was nothing more than being used to doing things, so he gave him the so-called young master Zhang and took the initiative to come to Pingjiang to give him enough face. The other party should accept it with gratitude, should express his opinion immediately, and should thank him from the bottom of his heart.

Since you can't be friends, since you are destined to have a complete retreat from one party to maintain peace, why should you worry about your face? Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette and said calmly: "Since it's not your company, it's easy to deal with. I'm still in a dilemma. I thought that Mr. Deng has come. It would be better if I don't give face. I'd better. The above asked me to summarize a report on the scene. Major safety hazards and the quality of the construction that fails to meet the standards, as well as the mismanagement of non-professionals, have caused such a large safety accident. I believe that every family of the victim hopes to be able to hold the person responsible for the accident accountable in person."

Deng Jiutian narrowed his eyes and leaned back. He was already a little impatient and took a deep breath to calm himself down: "Is that so, then I want to thank you."

Zhang Shidong: "No need to thank me, I'm just eliminating the harm for the people."

Deng Jiutian looked forward: "I'm looking forward to it."

Zhang Shidong pulled Ling Jingyun and stood up: "I believe that it will not disappoint Mr. Deng, otherwise I would be sorry for the attention of the national media."

Deng Jiutian looked at Zhang Shidong's back with a gloomy smile on his lips. He pinched the cigarette in his hand into two pieces, allowing the tobacco leaves to fall on his pants, and sat there alone, his eyes becoming more and more gloomy. Some people who followed him quickly cleared the scene for him. After all the money on the ground was picked up, Deng Jiutian was the only one left in the huge nightclub. The lights became dim and people's faces could not be seen clearly three meters away.

For half an hour, Deng Jiutian sat there without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking...

………………………………………

Something happened to Zhang Jun.

On New Year's Day, as the director of the Central Branch, he lost his gun. Not only did he lose his gun, but he also fell on the bed of Chuchu, the female host of Pingjiang TV Station.

Before the news media and online media officially intervened, Zhang Jun had already received an anonymous call: "Don't let you be completely ruined, it is because you and the people around you who still have value in their use. Be a low-key person."

The Municipal Political and Legal Committee, Municipal Bureau and District Party Committee and District Government made the plan response as soon as possible. Zhang Jun took a temporary leave first, and Mayor Zhao Meiru made important instructions. Of course, this instructions were in secret, otherwise the news of losing the gun would be over, and the director Zhang Jun was over.

In the municipal party committee courtyard, the antique smell was from the two-story building left by the puppet Manchukuo period. Zhao Meiru frowned and lay loose on the sofa. The image of a strong female mayor in her work was completely removed from her body. She had just arranged Zhang Jun's affairs for a long time. It was not that she was utilitarian, but that this matter was almost unsolvable. Throwing a gun itself was an unforgivable fault. She was blocked in the room. The other party was a public figure. Anyone who encountered such a thing would end his career and would leave sadly with a dirty reputation.

But it was Zhang Jun. If it were someone else Zhao Meiru would never make things difficult for him. He would just do his business.

So sad!

As soon as his fingers were rubbing on his temples, Wei Lu had already come over to help with massage. After a minute or two, Zhao Meiru's body became softer and more relaxed, Wei Lu asked carefully: "We shouldn't interfere in this matter, it's not good to carry it for him."

Zhao Meiru had a thorough understanding of Wei Lu's little thoughts and was too lazy to explain to him what a political alliance was.

After a while, Wei Lu put his head to Zhao Meiru, and his hand reached into the collar. He licked Zhao Meiru's earlobe slightly. He saw Zhao Meiru's body trembling. His hand that was originally holding his chest was also loosened, allowing this hypocritical university lecturer husband to serve him with extraordinary skills. He didn't need to do anything, just cooperate and enjoy it.

After using all his strength, Wei Lu leaned on Zhao Meiru in exhaustion, but he didn't dare to tighten it anymore. He gasped and sweated, and had to clean up the battlefield on the sofa, so that he could finally be qualified to cover the blanket and hug his wife and rest for a while.

"Zhang Shidong is a rash man, and Zhang Jun is not a smart person. I heard that Governor Deng's son fell in love with Ya'er. Do you think they are a good match? You and Governor Deng are also old friends. Recently, Governor Deng's call for a formality has become increasingly high. Maybe he will adjust after the New Year. It is no more comfortable to go directly to the province than to endure a hardship here as a municipal party secretary." Feeling his wife's cold tenderness, Wei Lu dared to participate in her work in front of her. In the past, he would never dare to say these words.

Zhao Meiru moved her body, so numb that she didn't want to move. She has been tolerating some small movements at home and outside for so many years, but it was the physiological cause of women. When she was tired outside, she wanted to go home. Someone loved you and spoiled you and gave in to you. The ** of the official career did not eliminate her physical health. Instead, her physical health also improved with the improvement of her official position. She can tolerate forgiveness of Wei Lu's attempt to treat Zhao Ya, and she still talked sweetly and had excellent bed service. At this time, Zhao Meiru was the best and most tolerated Wei Lu. In the past, many times Wei Lu made some requests at this time.

After lit a cigarette, Wei Lu stuffed it into Zhao Meiru's mouth. After taking a sip, Zhao Meiru said: "What do you know? It's meaningless to go to the province if you don't have a step. You don't know the meaning of a female municipal party secretary."

Wei Lu pinched his hand on the already drooping room and murmured: "It's not that the Zhang family was suffering, we hid, it's that Zhang Shidong was too fickle. You know, both from the south, models and hosts, who don't stand up to the people around us for Ya'er?"

In one sentence, Zhao Meiru frowned, sighed, smoked and didn't speak for a long time.

Wei Lu wanted to say something. Zhao Meiru had already snored slightly in his arms. Obviously, she didn't want to continue to get entangled with him on this topic. Can she tell him that she decided to help after receiving a text message from Zhang Shidong?

Does that man still have the ability to change his fate against the will of heaven?

………………………………………

A well-secured integrated high-rise apartment building in the city, a cheek that the people of Pingjiang were familiar with was wiping tears to explain a fact that the female policewoman was taking a record in front of her.

He wiped tears with a tissue, without makeup, without the past makeup, and wearing home sportswear, the sobbing sound dominated the atmosphere on the scene.

This is one of the parties involved in the incident. Chuchu, the host of Pingjiang TV Station, said a few words and wiped her tears and her nose. Her voice was choked and her throat was hoarse, which made people feel very sympathetic.

Bang!

Bang!

The people inside the house felt the house trembling. When they opened the false door, they saw that the doors of the other four residents on this floor were all open. Next to the elevator, a man holding a cigarette and carrying a basin-sized iron hammer was hitting the walls of the next room. With just a few hammers, the walls of the living room and the kitchen were declared a thing of the past.

When I saw someone coming out to check, I came out of the room with a huge hammer and slammed it on the outer wall of Chuchu's house. Suddenly, the wall cracked, the white latex paint broke, and the sticky wallpaper was also pierced by the spikes formed by the damage of the inner wall. This made Chuchu's already ulterior motives turn dark in an instant. She shrank her body and did not pretend to be scared, and she was really scared.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The police uniform was the most intimidating clothing in society. At this moment, the man holding a cigarette was not scared. He swung his hammer and then broke a big hole in the outer wall, which was more than 20 centimeters thick. The brick and cement mixture near the hole fell down.

Several policemen rushed out, and one of them took out his handcuffs.

"Damn, my house is going to be renovated, but you won't let it be smashed into the wall?"

"You can see clearly who you smashed."

The man looked at it with his head and patted his forehead: "Look at me, I forgot. I bought all this floor, but this one is not sold. I am still thinking about the wall of my own house. Why? This is your police office?"

The middle-aged male policeman groaned: "Don't talk nonsense, I think you are just making trouble."

The man vomited out the cigarette in his mouth and showed a hideous smile at Chuchu who raised his head in the room. The white part of his eyes was filled with red blood. His facial expressions were extremely exaggerated, and they made people feel creepy when they were combined.

"Sorry, I forgot that there is still someone living here." The herringbone bite is very heavy.

"I'll get it back for you right away. Don't worry, I'll use the best decoration materials. Do you want me to help you redecorate the entire house? Everyone will be neighbors in the future. Don't be polite. I'm not short of money. There are also some decoration workers. I'll be sure to get it back for you right away."

"Everyone will be neighbors in the future. Please contact more. Don't worry, I am a good person. I will look at the house for you. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhang Shidong. I'm very happy to meet you, Miss Chuchu."
Chapter completed!