Children's Day is the most anticipated day for all children. On this day, they can think of their parents and elders as they act spoiled and get what they want to go where they want.

Children's clothing, out of stock.

Various children's entertainment venues are full.

The park facilities are not open for a year, so you can eat for the day.

But no matter what, every parent will satisfy their children's wishes on this day and spend some big money in vain just to let laughter gather in the air and become the most beautiful childish memory of the year.

It should be a happy day, but in Beihai, there are quite a few people who find it difficult to be happy.

A shocking event occurred in Beihai Province. Provincial Party Secretary Ai Yuejin was transferred from Beihai Province. Unexpectedly, everyone thought that the new secretary Guo Anbang, who was forbidden, did not take up the new head of Beihai, but was appointed as the secretary of the provincial party committee by the old governor Zeng Youquan. Guo Anbang, who was in charge of the ministerial level, unexpectedly only served as the governor.

Even if he has not been promoted, he will be reduced. With Guo Anbang's age, a rank-in-law may still stand at the top of the center, and there is also a possibility of reaching the peak. However, if he is delayed in the position of governor, he will be able to delay Guo Anbang in two years and finally stop at the ministerial level.

Once this matter was officially issued, it immediately caused a sensational effect. People who have various channels on weekdays were stunned this time and did not reveal any news at all. Everyone thought that Guo Anbang had a foregone conclusion on the Beihai board. Who has such a powerful force that can pave all the way for all preparations? Guo Anbang, who has 100% qualifications at the public and private levels, can only end up in the second-in-command position?

Zeng Youquan's physical condition and age are not enough to support him in the full run. Is this a signal? The competition in Beihai is not yet at the last moment. Is this the best reason to temporarily appease Guo Anbang?

For a moment, the whole country's eyes were focused on Beihai and Guo Anbang. Can this powerful boss endure such humiliation?

What role did the local forces in Beihai play in this matter? What skills did the old governor Zeng Youquan, who has always been underestimated by everyone, have been able to lead to such a big thing?

Various voices, speculations, and rumors spread all over the country, and there were all kinds of things to say. Every powerful political struggle would become the most worth discussing topic after dinner. Even if a peddler and pawn sit on the side of the road and eat barbecue, you can talk about the so-called inside story and analysis from them.

In Beihai Province, there are even more plants and trees. All state-owned enterprises of the provincial and municipal party and government organs are banned from speaking. No one makes any discourse in any public place, and even in private they are cautious in their words and actions. The cost of talking about this matter is very high, and a black hat that cannot be thrown away from the head.

However, the market was very lively. The people did not have such concerns. After dinner, they were talking about it. Everyone who paid attention to had their own ideas and thinking patterns, and they all said anything. They were not much different from the speculations of those professionals. The most fundamental sentence was interpreted in the most vulgar words: Guo Anbang was *, and as a tragic figure, he came to Beihai, and changed from a strong newcomer to a strong dragon into a snake's nest. The people who caused this matter behind either were against him and his political group, or had a grudge against him, or they didn't want the political situation in Beihai to be changed.

At first, most people supported the first type, but as the situation developed, sensitive politicians began to turn their attention to the last argument. Beihai and local forces finally made efforts. Combined with what happened in Pingjiang, everyone was surprised to find that the two had the same effect, and both stopped people who should not have appeared here. Is this implying something?

Pingjiang and Ning Jiutian were alone, changing into casual clothes, and he didn't take care of his neat hair on weekdays. He followed the elevator next to the bookstore to the third floor. Standing in the elevator, he thought of the man who proposed to repair the elevator. He sighed. Unexpectedly, he had such great energy. Is this what they said that turning hands to make clouds and rain?

Shaking his head, Ning Jiutian once felt that when he was in charge of a county, he dominated the food, clothing, housing and transportation of more than 100,000 people. At that time, he felt that this was just turning his hands to make the clouds and rain, and this was the ultimate a man should pursue. But today he realized that there were even more exciting things.

He hates it, but he doesn't blame it.

Success is the king and the enemy is defeated. What is the purpose of successful people writing history and trying their best to succeed? It is nothing more than standing at the top and watching those who lose cry, while the smile on their faces are displayed.

Ning Jiutian didn't feel that he lost. The support he could give to him was relative. Everything still had to rely on himself. It was better to witness the strength of the other party in others than to prove it in himself. He didn't think that Zhang Shidong won. No matter whether Comrade Zeng was there to offer it, it would be a simple way to be able to be a high-ranking official at the provincial and ministerial level. Who dares to say that after a month or two, everyone will be a partner who will fight side by side.

The bookstore under the courtyard is also particularly lively today. The originally quiet environment has become noisy due to the increase in children. Today, children's books are popular. Facing the cute smiling faces, no matter how unwilling people are, they must tolerate the hustle and bustle of children.

Ning Jiutian sat in his position exclusively. The sun shone in. After warmth came in, he pulled the bamboo curtain up: "Why did you come here this morning?"

Ning Jiutian lit a cigarette: "I'm going to Linhu in the afternoon, Governor Guo's plane came over in the afternoon."

Love the house and the wu, close to Zhu, and the red ones are close to Ning Jiutian. After warmth, he has been with Ning Jiutian for nearly ten years. He has transformed from a little girl who does not understand politics at all to a political communication that is no worse than a department-level cadre in terms of vision. As soon as he heard Ning Jiutian's name, she knew something was wrong. Perhaps ordinary people would not think the gap between Secretary Guo and Governor Guo was not big, but for an official who was about to move up, there was a lot of difference. It is very likely that this half step would be five years, and five years would be enough to waste too much things.

Warmly put the bamboo curtain: "Eat here at noon. I cooked some ribs and learned to mix some delicious potatoes and eggplant with Northeast sauce, so you can also clear your stomach."

Ning Jiutian nodded, not focusing on warmth, and she didn't mind. She had been used to it for so many years. She knew all his habits. When smoking, she liked to put the ashtray on his left hand; when drinking coffee, she liked not to put sugar; when sleeping, she liked to lie on her back; when working overtime, she liked to have some soothing light music... She knew him so much and loved him so much. Everything about him was her life. Fill a cup of coffee, put it in front of him, and then left quietly.

When Wen Qing was carefully fiddling with lunch in the kitchen behind the cafe, when Ning Jiutian was sitting on a chair and pondering all the steps of Zhang Shidong, a taxi stopped outside the bookstore, and a fashionable adult woman walked out. She wore sunglasses and had a kind of temperament that I looked down on the world. When she walked into the bookstore, she took off her glasses, her thin eyebrows and slightly thin lips, completely revealing the beauty's strong desire to control her appearance and temperament.

Holding the cell phone in his hand, but not making the familiar phone number, he walked slowly up the bookstore, with a hint of resolute ruthlessness in his eyes.

If Ning Jiutian saw her at this moment, he would definitely be escaping.

If Wen Qing saw her at this moment, she would also be escaping.

As Ning Jiutian’s official wife, the pearl in the palm of the Jiao family in Yanjing, Jiao Yuer chose a grassroots. With more than ten years of confirmation, she has gained her keen eyes. Ning Jiutian has officially become the reserve force that the Jiao family has fully cultivated.

Middle-level cadres of state-owned enterprises can get almost the golden collar income without worrying about every month. They are dedicated to being a full-time non-housewife, traveling around the city where Ning Jiutian works and Yanjing, being his most faithful eyes and ears, and getting inside information that is most filtered and easy to reach the target.

This has been like this for more than ten years. Jiao Yuer has grown from a crazy daughter to a shrewd politician. But at this moment, when everyone envies her family and harmonious beauty, it shouldn't have appeared. Jiao Yuer once tried to ignore her. As time goes by, she found that she couldn't do it, and then she fell into endless pain. In the end, she chose to solve the problem head-on.

So, she secretly came to Pingjiang.

Once she was knocked out head-on, the couple was still a couple, and they were still the model in everyone's eyes, but that woman...

She needs to give Ning Jiutian an excuse and reason to get angry on her own, and breaking her face in Pingjiang is undoubtedly the best choice. She doesn't need to do anything, just standing in front of that woman is enough.

It was not until Jiao Yu'er walked up to the third floor and when her figure appeared in the sight of Ning Jiutian's secretary Xiao Li who was waiting from afar, everything was too late. Of course, her purpose was not to completely break with Ning Jiutian. She didn't need evidence or anything to say. Just appear in the world belonging to them.

Xiao Li stood up in panic, not knowing whether he should run to the mayor's seat to report immediately, or continue standing here waiting for his wife to walk past him.

When Jiao Yuer lifted the curtain and faced Ning Jiutian's eyes, Wenqing was walking out with a tray, which contained oily ribs in the casserole, a bowl of farm sauce, a plate of crispy potatoes and eggplant, and a large bowl of rice.

The three of them formed a line, Ning Jiutian was in the seat, looking up at Jiao Yuer.

Jiao Yu'er lifted the gauze curtain and looked at Ning Jiutian inside.

In the distance, Wenqing looked at Jiao Yu'er's back, her arms trembled unconsciously, and she saw that the tray was about to drop to the ground.

A figure appeared behind Wen Qing, with only one button on the shirt tied, and not stuffed into her pants. He hugged Wen Qing's body from behind, held her arms, and said intimately: "Be careful..."
Chapter completed!