"I'm sorry, Secretary-General Liu. Qi Yan was also lying in the hospital because her husband had a traffic accident. She said a few more words in her heart." Ling Ping suppressed his dissatisfaction and apologized to Liu Juan and Li Chunhui for her, and turned his head and said, "Qi Yan, say less, Leader Li is still waiting for you."

His words were not only to persuade Qi Yan, but also to show Liu Juan and Li Chunhui the identity of this beautiful woman: two, please give me some face, this person is a relative of Leader Li.

But I knew that Ling Ping's face was not stripped of Liu Juan this time, but the "person" he was trying hard to protect. When Qi Yan heard that his uncle's little secretary dared to say less, she immediately felt unhappy. She thought that you usually look like a grandson in front of me and my brother, but today you are timid in front of outsiders? Didn't I just curse a good dog and don't block the way? I don't believe that they really dare to catch me?

"Why should I say less? They are now sending people to monitor me in the hospital. When I come here, they blocked the road and refused to let in. Who would I scold them?" Then Qi Yan turned to Liu Juan and stretched out her hand: "You dodge, I said that a good dog doesn't block the road, why are you standing here?" When she reached out and pushed her hand, Liu Juan couldn't stand firm in her feet wearing high heels, and she sat on the steps behind her. But she was sitting a little differently. The back of her tail touched the edge of the steps. This made Liu Juan cry out in pain, her face turned yellow, and the sweat on her forehead fell.

"What are you doing? How can you hit someone? Come on, arrest this woman and take it back to the bureau." Li Chunhui stopped doing it now, thinking that I was afraid of Leader Li, but you shouldn't have provoked this little aunt you can't provoke. If I don't take any action now, Leader Zhao will know that I can spare me?

So, at this time, Li Chunhui took out the style of the leader of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee and the head of the Public Security Bureau of the District Committee. With a loud shout, the police behind him didn't care who was who they were. The boss had an order and could not find any things in the future. So let's go. The two policemen went up to hold Qi Yan in front of Ling Ping and handcuffed her.

"You... Leader Li, Secretary General Liu, what are you doing? This is a guest invited by Leader Li. They are here to reflect the violent law enforcement problem in your Xilin District. It's a bit indescribable to be arrested here, right?"

"Oh, she responded to our violent law enforcement? Why don't I know about this?" At this moment, a colder voice came from the top of my head. "Li Chunhui, are you going to report where you are violent law enforcement? Tell me."

As soon as he looked up, Ling Ping saw Zhao Jianhui's look like a knife. In front of this leader, he had no psychological advantage. Originally, Li Yuanbo asked him to do this secretly. According to Li Yuanbo's idea, he would take the person first and ask about the situation to express his opinion. But he did not know that this matter was ruined by himself and offended a leader for no reason. What did he say?

He brought people to Leader Li to sue Xilin District for violent law enforcement? He told anyone that this was slapping Leader Zhao in the face. Although he was not under Zhao Jianhui's jurisdiction, if he was really hated by Leader Zhao, he might have a little uncomfortable life in the future. Leader Li also serves as the leader of the municipal party committee. How long can he sit in this position? At that time, he might be released from the outside. Leader Zhao has the right to vote.

"Leader Zhao, isn't it the traffic accident yesterday? This woman... This woman's car ran a red light and hit several cars. She injured the person. Not only did she not treat the other party, but she also did not obey the management of our traffic police..." Before Li Chunhui finished speaking, Zhao Jianhui waved his hand and said, "I am present at that matter, you handled it very well and in time. So why did you hurt Secretary-General Liu again? He injured Secretary-General of the District Party Committee in the Xilin District Party Committee Courtyard. What are the people under your command doing? Take the person back and deal with it strictly in accordance with the law. Call an ambulance to send Secretary Liu to the hospital. If she wants to sue, we will accompany you to the end."

Now even Ling Ping has a good face. If Zhao Jianhui really wants to get along with Qi Yan, even if Leader Li stands in front of him, there is nothing to say. You can't say that this is my relative. It's okay to beat someone, you can let him go. What would you do if that happens?

The policeman there heard the boss talking, so why did Qi Yan struggle? The two of them held their arms and pushed their shoulders and took her out.

Zhao Jianhui bent down and helped Liu Juan, who was sitting on the stairs with a pale face, and asked in a low voice: "How are you?"

"I...I'm fine, it just hurts a lot..." Liu Juan was naturally embarrassed to say that her tailbone was injured in front of others, so she had to say that it was okay first, but as Zhao Jianhui held her arm to help her up, Liu Juan couldn't help but make a painful sound.

Seeing Liu Juan gritting her teeth in pain, Zhao Jianhui turned his head and said to Li Chunhui: "Take people back first, don't be busy dealing with them first. After the hospital checks Secretary-General Liu's injury, if it constitutes criminal responsibility, go in sequence." Seeing that the 120 car had not arrived yet, Zhao Jianhuifan's anger burned again and asked sternly, "Call 120 and ask again, why hasn't the car arrived yet?"

Li Chunhui thought to himself that it was only a few minutes. Even if 120 is winged, it can't fly over, right? But looking at Zhao Jianhui's face, Li Chunhui didn't dare to say this in his heart. So, the guy turned his eyes and went forward and said, "Leader Zhao, I'd better send Secretary Liu to the hospital myself. Depending on the situation, this injury is not serious. Don't delay the condition because of the car."

Zhao Jianhui snorted from his nose and looked at the time. It was already 11:20. It was impossible for him to send Liu Juan to the hospital. There were also a large group of people such as the leader and mayor of the municipal party committee to wait for him to greet him. So he just took advantage of the opportunity to support Liu Juan and gently pinched her arm twice. Liu Juan understood what he was expressing, so he smiled and said with a hard smile: "It's nothing big. I think it's just a bit hurt. It's not too serious. Don't go to the hospital. There is still a lot of things here."

"No, you must go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination." Zhao Jianhui said firmly, and said to Li Wen who was following him: "Li Wen, please accompany Shuchang Liu to the hospital and ask what the 120 car is going on? Don't you know the truth that life is at stake?"

Seeing Zhao Jianhui getting furious, several people quickly did whatever they should do, and they all escaped with the reasons he arranged. Ling Ping said intently that Leader Zhao was serious and he couldn't speak, so he could just report to the leader first. So, Ling Ping took advantage of Zhao Jianhui helping Liu Juan downstairs and hurried upstairs to find Li Yuanbo to report.

When Zhao Jianhui helped Liu Juan into Li Chunhui's car, he turned his head again and realized that he had become a lonely person.

"What's going on?" Zhao Jianhui said to himself, not knowing who he was talking about. After turning his face, he saw Yang Yunting, the clerk of the Propaganda Department, walking out of a room on the first floor, holding a small notebook in his hand: "Leader Zhao, do you have time now? This is a communication written by our Propaganda Department. I want to ask you to review it."

"Isn't Meng Ru responsible for the publicity work? As long as he sees nothing is fine, it's enough to ask you Minister Gao to issue it." Zhao Jianhui thought to himself, is this a matter that I, a leader, should take charge? Why do you come to me for the big things? Is there any rules in the publicity department?

Seeing that the delicate young woman was scolded by herself and her eyes were red and she wanted to cry, Zhao Jianhui stopped her: "Where is the manuscript, take it over and let me see. Go and call Deputy Secretary-General Chen Chuanzhi..."

During lunch, everyone could see that Leader Li was not in a bad mood, didn’t drink much wine, and didn’t eat much food. After dinner, he even refused Xilin District’s kindness to stay and went into the car and left.

After entering his room at the guesthouse, Zhao Jianhui received a call from Li Wen, saying that the results of Liu Juan's examination had come out and the tailbone was cracked. The doctor said that it was not a big deal, and he was going to be hospitalized for rest.

Zhao Jianhui threw his cell phone on the bed, hugged his head with his hands and couldn't sleep even if he was angry. He thought to himself, what's wrong with the people around him? Tong Junyan has not been discharged from the hospital yet, so why is another one sent to the hospital?

He arranged for Li Chunhui to make a forensic identification based on the situation and would definitely punish the murderer severely. Then he let out a breath in his heart. Before he could lie down, a knock on the door came from the door again.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but underestimate his angrily, got up from the bed, pulled his shoes, walked over to open the door, and looked through the crack of the opened door. He was standing outside the door with the beautiful young woman from the Propaganda Department.

"You're going to do it again?" Perhaps because he heard Zhao Jianhui's impatientness, Yang Yunting smiled and said quickly: "Leader Zhao, I'm sorry, our minister asked me to get the communication article. I don't know if you have finished reading it, but the minister said he would send it out quickly..."

"Oh, that's right. I'll give it to you right away." Zhao Jianhui said, then turned around and walked back to the bed and picked up his clothes to search for the manuscript. Yang Yunting hesitated for a moment, then walked into the room behind and gently closed the door. Seeing Zhao Jianhui bent down and searching for the material he gave him in the pocket of the suit top. The raised ass swayed in front of him, showing the charm of a man.
Chapter completed!