Birth, old age, sickness and death, life is helpless!

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In the blink of an eye, it was mid-September, and Hou Weidong had been in Chengjin County for more than a month. During this month, in addition to a few comrades transferred to Chengjin, as well as Liu Yonggang, Feishi Town, who was "accidentally arrested", the bureau committee offices of Chengjin County and cadres of various towns maintained a stable level.

Chengjin Daily and Chengjin County TV have been bombarding the "Chengsha Highway". Chengsha Highway has become a hot topic in Chengjin County. The mining rectification promoted by Zhang Yongtai has gradually been coldly forgotten by most cadres.

In addition to taking care of the leaders of the county party committee, the guesthouse in order to increase income, the canteen of the guesthouse is also open to the public. Due to the good environment, its business is good and the business is good, so there are only a lot of people coming and going. Zhang Yongtai's daughter Zhang Song had also visited the guesthouse before and was not unfamiliar with the situation of the guesthouse. The last time she pretended to eat in the canteen and sneaked into the guesthouse. This time she walked into the guesthouse smoothly.

After entering the guesthouse, she was surprised to find that in a month, the county party committee guesthouse built a new wall. Although the wall was covered with beautiful wall tiles, dense plants were planted on the base of the wall. This beautiful wall separates the county party committee guesthouse into a relatively hidden corner.

There is also a very traditional iron gate in this corner. A middle-aged man was sitting, looking at the newspaper bored. Zhang Song didn't need to guess at all, just knowing that Hou Weidong lived inside. Looking at the man who was flipping the newspaper, she suddenly felt inexplicable sadness and deep powerlessness.

He found a hidden corner with a good view. Zhang Song closed his eyes and took a deep breath more than a dozen times before he opened his eyes and stared at the boring middle-aged man guarding the gate. Based on her intuition, Hou Weidong should not have returned to the yard.

At seven o'clock, an off-road vehicle drove into the middle gate. The man guarding the gate was originally listless, but when he saw the car, he immediately felt like he had changed his body. He quickly stood up and opened the iron gate. The off-road vehicle paused for a moment and slid into the mysterious small yard.

Zhang Song saw it straight away. She ran out of the hidden place quickly. When she arrived at the door, the middle-aged man stopped her quickly and said in a low and strict voice: "What are you doing."

"Secretary Hou. I want to see you." Zhang Song had already expected that the gatekeeper would stop her. When he arrived at the door, he shouted at Hou Weidong who was getting off the car. She was sure that under such circumstances, Hou Weidong could not refuse.

Sure enough, Hou Weidong turned around and saw Zhang Song and said, "Let her come in."

After entering the courtyard, Zhang Song calmed down. Her heart became extremely calm. She couldn't help but tease, "Secretary Hou. This wall is so beautiful." After saying this, Zhang Song immediately regretted it again. She came to ask someone to avenge her father on this trip, rather than visiting relatives and friends.

When he arrived at the cottage on the second floor, Hou Weidong asked politely: "Do you drink tea or coffee."

"My father's grievance has not yet come true. Do I have the pleasure of drinking tea or coffee? Secretary Hou. My father is the secretary of Chengjin County Party Committee and died inexplicably. The county party committee really let go."

Zhang Song's tone was raised and he said, "I waited for a month and didn't call to cause trouble to Secretary Hou. Today I have to ask Secretary Hou in person what the county party committee is going to do. If there is no clear reply, I will maintain the right to appeal to the municipal party committee, provincial party committee and the party central government."

Seeing that Zhang Song was quite impulsive, Hou Weidong became increasingly unable to tell her the real plan. His expression became serious and said, "The provincial department has made an appraisal conclusion on this matter. This is an appraisal with legal effect, unless there is new evidence to support the matter. Those pages of diaries are just diaries, not evidence in the legal sense."

Looking at Zhang Song who gradually changed his face, Hou Weidong changed his tone and said, "Of course, Secretary Zhang's diary is very important. Last time you only showed me that part of the diary. I want to read the whole diary. You go back and copy it to me. There may be other clues in it."

There were tears flashing in Zhang Song's eyes, and he ignored the deeper meaning and said, "Is this useful? Chengjin is now in a vigorous manner to carry out transportation. Who is still interested in rectifying the mining order? Only my father is a fool. A scholar died for his confidant. Now he is dead. Who still remembers the efforts and sacrifices he made for Chengjin's development?"

Hou Weidong also felt emotion in his heart, but he kept a high degree of calm and said, "I understand your mood. Secretary Zhang is the person I admire the most, but the county party committee and government must act in accordance with the law."

"I also said this point last time. If your father is really framed, there is danger in your appeal. This is a result that Secretary Zhang absolutely does not want to see. If your father is indeed in a car accident, appeal is to obstruct Chengjin's development in disguise. This is also a result that Secretary Zhang absolutely does not want to see."

Zhang Song said firmly: "I firmly believe that my father was framed."

Hou Weidong could not express his opinion on this.

Seeing that Hou Weidong always had this attitude, she rushed up with her eyes and said with her eyes: "I hope Secretary Hou can avenge his father. This is the greatest wish of being a daughter."

She suddenly walked through the door, closed the door, leaned against the door, took off her T-shirt on her body, and gritted her teeth and said, "Secretary Hou, I will sleep with you."

Hou Weidong subconsciously took a step back and said, "What are you doing? Put on your clothes and be naive. Doing this will not solve the problem."

Zhang Song ignored him and reached out to untie the bra, exposing the snow-white and plump * to Hou Weidong.

This is a very vulgar and ancient trick, but it is very troublesome. Hou Weidong reacted quickly. He walked to the window and opened the window door while saying in a calm tone: "You are Zhang Yongtai's daughter. How can you do this? If you don't put on clothes immediately, I will ask someone to come up. It is Zhang Yongtai who makes a fool of himself."

Hou Weidong's calm attitude made Zhang Song wake up. She cried twice and put her clothes back.

Deng Jiachun had dinner, watched TV for a while, and then carried a kettle to water the flowers and plants in the yard. Hou Weidong opened the window and made a sound. He turned his head sensitively and happened to see Hou Weidong standing by the window. After a while, he saw a young woman coming down from the building, lowering her head, almost covering her face and leaving the door.

Deng Jiachun continued to water the kettle, pretending not to see this. Hou Weidong appeared at the window again and said, "Director Deng, if you have something to do, come up."

Hou Weidong did not talk about Zhang Song taking off her clothes, but just talked about her condition. Deng Jiachun's dark and thin face was tightly tense, saying: "This matter is really a bit troublesome. If Zhang Song goes to the defense, he will make the matter big, and instead alarm the enemy and disrupt the overall plan. He has to find a way to stop her."

Hou Weidong said distressedly: "We cannot explain this to Zhang Song at present. The more clearly we make it, the more passive we may be. Secretary Zhang is impatient, and it seems that his children are impatient."

He shook his head in annoyance and said, "You don't consider Zhang Song's affairs for the time being, and concentrate on finding clues to solve the case. This is the key."

When Deng Jiachun talked about the case, his eyes were clear. He was only about 1.65 meters, but he sat like a bell, and the feeling he gave in his heart was particularly impressive. "I put a few nails down and was collecting the situation. With the support of the municipal bureau, the progress was still smooth. There were three main breakthroughs, the first..."

Deng Jiachun faced basically the same difficulties as Hou Weidong. Among the first and second-level leaders, many people were related to phosphate mines, and he had to spend more time assigning work. Fortunately, the municipal bureau fully supported Chengjin, and Chengjin's archives were open to Chengjin. The personnel of the criminal police team were borrowed by Deng Jiachun at any time.

Through existing clues, Deng Jiachun slowly began to extend his sense of touch to the owner of Chengjin Phosphate Mining.

“There are small progress every day, which is very good.”

In order not to put pressure on Deng Jiachun, Hou Weidong once again explained his point of view and said: "If you are anxious, you can't eat hot tofu. If you handle a case, you have to make a case. Never eat raw rice. Even if you have pressure, I will take it."

Deng Jiachun nodded with a dark face. He stood up and said, "I will report any situation at any time. Secretary Hou will rest first. The flowers have not been watered yet. I have to complete the task."

When he first arrived in Chengjin, he still had many doubts about Hou Weidong, the young secretary, mainly because he was worried that he was eager to succeed. After a month of contact, he completely dispelled this doubt. Hou Weidong, the top leader of the county party committee, was indeed surprisingly young, and his calmness and grandness were also amazing.

With such a county party committee leader as a backing, Deng Jiachun was full of confidence.

Zhang Song walked out of the county party committee guesthouse. Her face was hot. When she remembered her bold behavior just now, she was still like she was in a dream. She walked around the streets of Chengjin aimlessly, and her heart became increasingly sad.

Zhang Yongtai never talks about business affairs at home and rarely receives colleagues at home. Zhang Song is not familiar with Chengjin's personnel affairs, and the only familiar secretary dies with his father. At this time, he walks on the streets of Chengjin and feels confused.

After the environmental sanitation in Chengjin was renovated, it improved a little, but the basic conditions were really bad. Large trucks passed by the city, and dust in the city was inevitable. Zhang Song walked on the street for more than an hour and his hair was covered with a lot of dust.

The car that was speeding past brought a scattered dust and flew into the air with autumn leaves, making her eyes hurt.

There was a dilapidated newspaper reading column on the street, and the "Lingxi Daily" on it also looked like a gray-headed look. Looking at the newspaper, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind: my father rarely treats guests at home, but he once hosted a banquet for reporter Wang from the provincial newspaper at home twice.

"The reporter is the uncrowned king, and the provincial newspaper reporter may be able to get the matter up." Zhang Song thought excitedly.
Chapter completed!