Wen Liang had a general understanding of many things at Zuo Yuxi's house until five or six o'clock in the afternoon, and overall he was still moving forward according to the established plan, without major problems. After being under double supervision, Zhou Yuanting was secretly detained in Lingyang. Leaders of his level were as follows, interrogation was inevitable. The investigation procedures for other people involved in the case were initiated. The Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, Provincial Procuratorate, Audit, Finance, and the relevant departments of Guanshan, Lingyang and Qingzhou City cooperated fully. They must follow Secretary Yu Peidong's instructions to fight a tough battle within one month and win the case.

But what Wen Liang really cares about is Fan Hengan.

The reason why he ended abruptly when he was intimate with Zuo Yuxi several times was that he saw the panic and shock in her eyes at that moment. After so long, the shadow of July still did not dissipate from this cold and beautiful woman. Wen Liang would not forget that his original purpose of stepping into this sinister officialdom was nothing more than to help Zuo Yuxi take revenge.

If some people don’t die, Zuo Yuxi will not be truly happy!

Wen Liang looked back at the upstairs and walked out with big strides.

Qingzhou is as deserted as ever at night, and the buses are also stopping and stopping as usual, as hesitating as a woman with a tiny foot. The thirty-minute journey can be driven to an hour. Wen Liang wanted to curse several times, asking the bus company drivers to go to Wuhan 521 to participate in the training to see what the real city is f1.

Get off at Yingcui Road in Dongcheng. It is named because of the Yingcui Lake. Yingcui Lake is clear and there is somehow a huge bluestone in the center of the lake. During the day, the bluestone at the bottom of the lake are reflected, and the charming green is spread on the lake surface, so it is called Yingcui Lake. There is a workers' stadium around the lake, which has developed into a very famous night market in the East District in recent years. At night, all kinds of food stalls are densely blocked, ranging from rice noodles wontons, spicy hot pot potato flour, beer barbecue, crab, shrimp, fish and shells, and the business is booming.

As the sky was getting dark, Wen Liang was startled by the bustling scene as soon as he got off the car. Although it was early winter, it did not affect people's enthusiasm for eating and drinking outside. Having said that, in this era when communications, entertainment, resources were scarce, and TVs were not popular, KTVs, dance halls, small bars, etc. were places where wealthy people went to play. Ordinary people had basically no other choice except to go home to create people. Although the tables in the large stalls were greasy and sewage was everywhere, the environment was poor, and they could be ranked among the top five in the industry, but the atmosphere was fun. The key was that the consumption was still low, so they were naturally favored by the public.

Wen Liang squeezed through the crowd with his body and occasionally encountered some tables and chairs. There was no plan here. A shed was built to set up a few tables and a stall. The road left behind was turned around and was occupied by small coal balls and buckets. However, the small vendors at this time were happy. Although they were cross-managed by nine departments such as the industrial and commercial appearance, at least they could survive if they paid some protection fees. In 1997, due to the serious phenomenon of "nine big-brimmed hats taking care of one broken straw hat", the capital city carried out pilot work in Xuanwu District and established a city management supervision brigade.

The first urban management force in later generations who could fight and dared to fight was born. The whole world was full of pure land, and the city was full of worries.

There are blood and tears under the neon lights! Wen Liang has never been a cynical person, but he still firmly believes that this sentence is extremely correct!

After passing through the center of the square and passing several stalls, Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard a man's scolding from the remote corner on the left. He paused for a moment, and the side of the shed made of plastic cloth blocked his sight. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but was about to take a step, an aluminum alloy basin filled with green onion leaves and coriander flew out of the shed and hit him in front of him.

The clean green onion fell into the sewage on the ground, and suddenly changed color. Pieces of coriander floated in it, just like this world, and it was never divided into black and white.

A woman's voice sounded, with a trembling crying voice: "Director Niu, please raise your hand, please raise your hand. You all know the situation at home. My husband died early, so Nizi and I rely on this stall to seek a way out. Please, I will pay all the part that should be paid, and there must be a penny in the country. I just want you to raise your hand and give us a way out."

"Jiang Zhilan, don't blame me for your difficulties. Our street office does things according to the rules, you don't have any business license, health certificate, and health certificate. If you don't ban it, how can you explain it to the people?"

Wen Liang had to admire that such shameless words were so righteous and powerful. Director Niu was right. mb. Please find a stall with complete certificates and licenses for me to see in the whole venue. It was obvious that he was asking for trouble for someone, but he didn't forget to put his big skin on his body. The director of a small street office was so skillful, which shows how profound the influence of domestic official culture was.

Wen Liang knew that the world was inseparable, but the woman's words "Many countries have a penny" still made him sigh, bent down to pick up the vegetable pot, and walked over there.

"Director Niu, I understand that I am ignorant. If you have any offenses, please have a lot of them. Don't bother with my wife. I... my next generation is a cow and horse for you, and I must repay your kindness."

This woman's speech is not as dull and vulgar as an ordinary woman. Although her words are simple, she can hear the taste of a cultural person. In particular, her voice is very unique, which is both clean and clean as a young woman and a rich nasal sound that mature women have, which sounds very attractive.

At this time, another man's voice sounded in the shed. The smell of a ruffian was very strong, and he became extremely vulgar as soon as he opened his mouth: "Boss Jiang, I said that I will be in sincerity in the next life, right? Director Niu would not be motivated by you even if he wanted to raise his hand. Otherwise, there would be no need to be a cow or a horse. Who would be willing to be so beautiful as you? Director Niu is not criticized by all men in the workplace? According to my opinion, just find a place tonight, and you have a good chat with Director Niu, and you are so happy. Not to mention this broken stall, even if you open a serious hotel, it is just a matter of Director Niu saying something."

Wen Liang frowned and stopped.

The woman named Jiang Zhilan was obviously not harassed by them for the first time. She was not furious, but still begged: "Director Niu, my husband has long died. People say that I will defeat men and whoever I meet is unlucky. You are a noble person, and I dare not drag you down. I just want you to let me go this time in the face of neighbors. I will pay half of the amount others pay, and I will kneel down to you. Please!"

"Go to you md, I'm shameless!" Director Niu was furious, and a crackling sound came from the shed, saying, "Jiang Zhilan, I tell you the truth. You offended the big man above and asked me to kill you. I think you are pitiful, and you have been an old neighbor for many years, so I blocked you. You know how much risk I have to take? I used to persuade you, but you don't agree. OK, I'm doing things according to the law now. From now on, don't think about how to survive in Gongtian. No, not only Gongtian, but also Qingzhou, there is no way to live. Industrial and Commercial Taxation and Public Security is everywhere. It's as simple as strangling an ant to death. I want to see if it's your body that is so sleepy by a man, or your and your daughter's life is precious!"

This is a human being. He was just pretending to be righteous and now he broke up and showed his nature. He was much cleaner than the soft creatures crawling around in the toilet!

Wen Liang's face was sneered, and his hand holding the basin tightened!

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The woman knelt down and kept kowtowing. The hardships and humiliation of life made her voice painful and painful: "Director Niu, please let me go. I, Jiang Zhilan, grew up with a girl alone. Others sneered and slandered me in front of me, saying that I was a vixen, a star of the despair, a shameless bitch. I survived all the difficulties. I rely on a innocent body that made me live with my face and heart. If you have to force me, I will have to die. My poor daughter depends on me for my life. If I don't have me again, how can she live? People's hearts are full of flesh. Director Niu, you are a big man. If you don't have any kind of woman, let me go, please!"

Hearing the woman's crying sadly, every word is crying blood, another person smiled obscenely: "Oh, look at this, the more you cry, the more you become, the more you cry, Sister Zhilan, why are you growing up like this? My daughter is so old and doesn't look old. Her figure and face, tsk, if Director Niu hadn't fallen in love with you, I would have wanted to hug her and kiss her..."

"Sun Mazi, what a bad fart! My subordinates are quick to smash the guys and demolish the shed. They will ask people to take them away later. Jiang Zhilan, don't say I won't give you a chance, I'm waiting in the prosperous times tonight. If you figure it out, come over. Otherwise, hum!"

The woman kept kowtowing on the ground, tables, chairs, benches, pots, pans, spoons and so on. Wen Liang walked in and smiled and said, "What are you doing? Stop it first!"

Sun Mazi, who was smashing things, turned his back to Wen Liang, holding a rolling pin in his hand, and turned around when he heard the sound. This guy is 27 or 28 years old, and he is quite delicate, especially with a pale face that is like rolling in a basin. Where is there a pockmark? Nowadays, officials are not like officials, people are not like people, and even pockmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmarkmark

Director Niu is in his forties and stands on the other side, wearing a leather jacket and a little wrinkled trousers. It is hard for him to walk through the sewage outside. His leather shoes are still so shiny, his hair is bald on his forehead, and he is standing with a big back in a style of a hair-like head, and his hands are behind him, looking a bit majestic and demeanor.

With such a look, it’s really aggrieved to be the director of a street office.

A woman kneeled in front of him, her hair was tied with a rubber band, a stale cotton coat with white hair and ordinary gray trousers, kneeling on the ground, still unable to cover her convex figure. Just looking at her side face, under the hazy light, she was already full of charm and beautiful.
Chapter completed!