Chapter 47

The north wind is cold and the spring is chilly. //www,qВ5,com\\The Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery is crowded with people and the state leader Mr. He held a farewell ceremony for the body in Babaoshan today. The leaders of the Party and the state attended the ceremony together. He Lao performed the final farewell, and there were endless people from all walks of life who came to pay voluntarily to pay homage to him. The entire Babaoshan looked like a crowd of people, but the scene was orderly.

The atmosphere of the venue where the mourning hall was arranged was heavy and solemn. At about the morning, the solemn music started, and the atmosphere was solemn and quiet. This generation of party and state leaders came forward to pay attention to Mr. He's face and bowed to the spiritual coffin three times.

The crying sounds of crying in the venue were vaguely heard. This was the He family who was standing by. The fall of this great warrior was not only a huge loss to the country, but also a loss to the He family. The He family lost the greatest protection.

After paying attention to Mr. He's face, while comforting Mr. He's family and even saying goodbye, Huang Tian stayed among the leaders for the longest time. He held the hand of He Ping, the head of the He family generation, and Huang Tian patted his hand lightly and whispered something.

He Ping, who was in it, could feel the force on Huang Tian’s hand, and truly reflected Huang Tian’s mysterious emotions. Huang Tian had true feelings for Mr. He. He Ping listened to Huang Tian’s words and nodded in agreement, which was not in vain that his father’s kindness to Huang Tian’s understanding.

The central leaders, central party and government organs, military representatives and relevant officials from the capital have finished mourning, and the venue for the mourning hall is only open to the people from all walks of life who are going to pay their respects.

Huang Anguo walked among ordinary people, and today he came to attend the ceremony as an ordinary person. It was not until the central party and government leaders, military representatives and leaders of relevant parties in the capital left that Huang Anguo and the people who came to attend the mourning went in order to pay homage to Mr. He's face.

Together with Huang Anguo were Zhao Jinhui and Kuang Junwei. The three of them had less jokes and more serious expressions today. Until they came out of the mourning hall, Kuang Junwei took a deep breath and said, "A hundred years of life pass by, clouds and smoke, even the magnificent life will eventually turn into a touch of loess. Time is the biggest weapon of murder, and no one can escape it."

"You should pretend to be deep when you come to attend a ceremony. Where is the energy to have fun all day long?" Zhao Jinhui patted Kuang Junwei's shoulder and cursed.

Huang Anguo smiled. The military guards may have just a sudden sigh, but it made him feel deeply. The humble place is also a fame and fortune. Everyone is competing for the power in their hands, scheming, and using any means to make all the conspiracies. For power, it seems that there is no moral bottom line. In fact, after fighting, it will not be taken into the coffin in the end, and I don’t know what everyone is fighting for. I am afraid that only when I am old can I see it. Huang Anguo himself cannot let go. After enjoying power for a long time, he will be addicted to drugs. No wonder many of the officials who were investigated once chose to commit suicide. After a car died, the feeling of falling from heaven to hell is not something that everyone can accept at once.

"Zhao Jinhui?" As the few people were talking, two men walked in front of them, not much different from Zhao Jinhui, both in their thirties. One of them stopped and called Zhao Jinhui hesitantly, and it seemed that they were not sure whether they were calling the right person.

"It's me." Zhao Jinhui nodded, "I haven't seen Brother He with my eyes. I didn't expect to meet again on such an occasion." Zhao Jinhui's voice was a little low, and the person came was He Ping's son He Jin. Mr. He's grandson was more than ten years older than Huang Anguo. He was of the same generation as Zhao Jinhui. "Brother He, I'm sorry." Zhao Jinhui comforted He Jin softly.

"I didn't expect you to come too, thank you." He Jin nodded in thanks, and his spirit was a little haggard. Although Mr. He's funeral was handled by the General Office of the Central Committee, as the He family's legitimate grandson, he has been busy these days and has not slept for a good night before he accepted the condolences of the central leaders. Most of the people in the He family have also returned, but there must be someone in the mourning hall, and he and a cousin have returned here again.

"Are these two friends?" He Jin glanced at Huang Anguo and Kuang Junwei, but didn't take it too seriously. He asked casually, and walked out of politeness. But his eyes stayed on Huang Anguo for a while and felt a little familiar.

"Yes. They will come to worship Mr. He, too."

He Jin was anxious to return to the mourning hall, exchanged a greeting or two with Zhao Jinhui, and then hurriedly walked in. Huang Anguo looked at his back and turned to ask Zhao Jinhui. "Is this the third generation of the He family?"

"How is it, how do you feel?" Zhao Jinhui smiled. "Have you noticed that among the older generation of red families, there are few who have passed down to the third generation. Many children from the red family do not choose to go into politics when they reach the third generation, but involve business and easily make money by using family relationships and interpersonal networks. After all, being an official is too tiring. The elders have experienced it personally and rarely force their children to go on the road of officialdom."

"Although they did not directly engage in politics, they were all abandoned, and they adopted another way to penetrate the officialdom. They still had a considerable influence on the top leaders. Moreover, a few **s controlled some state-owned enterprises and grasped the economic lifeline related to the national economy and people's livelihood. Their influence may not be weakened as a result." Huang Anguo shook his head. Although he did not directly talk about anyone about the topic he talked about with Zhao Jinhui. However, when the two talked about this at this time, it would inevitably remind people of the He family, where Mr. He died. Although there was no one in the highest level in the He family in this generation, He Ping is now a member of the Politburo. The secretary of the municipal party committee can also be regarded as a person at the center. The He family still has a great influence, but without Mr. He, the big tree covering the sky, to block the wind and rain, the He family was eventually affected.

"I don't know what chain reaction will cause when Mr. He leaves."

Huang Anguo also fell silent. Although he did not mention his own family, the death of Mr. He would always have an impact on the old man. Without Mr. He, the character of the Nine-Died Ding, it is hard to say whether the He family's attitude towards the old man would change. From the time he recognized his relatives to the old man, the old man seemed to have made a series of careful arrangements, hoping to create better conditions for his future rise. This caused some dissatisfaction among some characters in the He family. Huang Anguo did not know these secrets before, and he gradually understood them later. He used to be surprised that Mr. Yi and He

With the relationship between old people, the old man should take him to see Mr. He, why did he notify him to send Mr. He for the last journey until Mr. He passed away? The relationship was due to the He family. The He family may not be interested in his successor, the Huang family's successor, and the old man did not want to take him to be treated coldly. Huang Anguo could feel the old man's protection of him, but he knew that the old man went to the hospital to visit Mr. He many times. Among the current leaders, the old man probably visited Mr. He more times than others.

"Let's go, let's go down the mountain." Zhao Jinhui smiled at Huang Anguo, and said inadvertently. "Although we are quite different in age, our brotherhood cannot be changed."

Huang Anguo nodded solemnly. How could he not hear the support Zhao Jinhui expressed in his words? Those who can firmly support him at this time are undoubtedly his most reliable ally. The old man has a close relationship with Chen Mingfeng, and it is also because of this relationship. Huang Anguo also has some contact with the Chen family and has a good relationship with Chen Chengjun, but compared to the Chen family, Huang Anguo is more willing to accept the sincerity of the Zhao family. Before he became famous, the Zhao family extended an olive branch to him. Although there was no shortage of support.

There are factors that are used, but there is always no free lunch in the world. No one can pay for Yan Baikang. Huang Anguo doesn't care about this. No matter how hard he is, he regards him as his most reliable friend. The Chen family may have supported him because of the old man, which always makes him feel that something is missing. But no matter what, Huang Anguo urgently needs the support of these military power figures. Whether it is the Zhao family or the Chen family, he must have a good relationship with him.

In the evening, Huang Anguo visited his old leader Wang Kaiping. If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Kaiping and Shan Yanzhong, who has been transferred to the Organization Department of the CPC Central Committee, will be elected as members of the Politburo and become one of the top-level real power figures. Both of them are leaders of Huang Anguo and are also people who are regarded by Huang Anguo as a person who will be able to help him in the future. Huang Anguo attaches great importance to the relationship with Wang Kaiping and Shan Yanzhong. Regardless of whether there is an old man or not, Huang Anguo himself must work hard to maintain this relationship.

"A man is at thirty years old. You will be the secretary of the municipal party committee at the age of thirty. Your future is unlimited." Wang Kaiping looked at Huang Anguo with a smile, with his superiors appreciating his subordinates and caring for his younger generations. Huang Anguo was the leader of Huang Anguo's officialdom. He can see that Huang Anguo has achieved what he has today, and he also has a strong sense of accomplishment. "But don't be proud, the brighter you have a brighter future. It also means huge difficulties. Your future path is still long, down-to-earth, and walk the current path step by step. This is what you need to work hard for.

"I don't dare to think about the future. People should have goals, but thinking too far means being ambitious. I just need to do what I do now." Huang Anguo sat modestly in front of Wang Kaiping, "I have to listen to the old leader's teachings in the future."

"You kid." Wang Kaiping smiled and pointed Huang Anguo. Although it was flattering words, it was still very helpful to hear them. When he first met Huang Anguo, Huang Anguo was the young man who stepped out of the campus. In his impression, Huang Anguo became mature and steady, but the first impression he had in the past was still very clear, which was why he called Huang Anguo from time to time.

"You come here to attend Mr. He's farewell ceremony, and you should stay in the capital to attend the Two Sessions directly, right?" Wang Kaiping asked casually.

"The two sessions will be held in two days. We should not go back to Haijiang, so we will avoid running back and forth." Huang Anguo nodded, hoping to spend the two days to accompany his wife and children more. Otherwise, Xiao Huang Anguo would not recognize him as his father in the future.

"Haha. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Now is an extraordinary period."

Huang Anguo came out of Wang Kaiping's residence and then arrived at Shan Yanzhong's residence. He then ended the night of tired visits. This kind of thing was boring and boring, but he had to do it.

In Haijiang City, a rare guest also came to the home of Chen Guoping, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee. Mayor Duan Zhigan personally visited Chen Guoping's home. After opening the door, Chen Guoping was surprised to see Duan Zhigan. Unexpectedly, he, the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, became a hot commodity at the end. Both mayors visited him in a short time, which really made him feel vain in his heart.

He politely asked Duan Zhigan to take a seat. Duan Zhigan chose to sit at the same place where Huang Anguo sat last time. Chen Guoping couldn't help but panting. He naturally wouldn't tell Duan Zhigan that when Zhou Zhiming was still in Haijiang not long ago, Huang Anguo came to visit him, and he was sitting at his current position. At this time, his spirit was focused on guessing Duan Zhigan's intentions.

"I took the liberty to visit, but I didn't disturb Secretary Chen's rest?"

"No." Chen Kunping smiled and waved his hand, "I'm not as young as 70 years old and I don't have the habit of going to bed so early."

"Yes, Secretary Chen is still strong now. Look at my mouth, I've said something wrong." Duan Zhigan hurriedly changed his words.

The two of them were chatting intentionally or unintentionally. Duan Zhigan had a job in a state-owned enterprise. He had a free job and had a background at home. He was not used to the current hypocritical and unspeakable scene with Chen Guoping, and went straight to the topic. "The first phase of the Haijiang Port project has been in progress for the past month, and the second phase of the project can be started. I plan to carry out the bidding for the second phase of the project in the near future. What do Secretary Chen thinks?"

While chatting with Duan Zhigan, Chen Guoping was still comparing Huang Anguo and Duan Zhigan. He felt that Duan Zhigan was too impatient and was far inferior to Huang Anguo. When he heard Duan Zhigan's words, he was shocked. "Tender for the second phase of Haijiang Port project?" Chen Guoping asked uncertainly.

He knew in his heart that the Haijiang Port project was previously under the charge of Huang Anguo, and now Huang Anguo has changed from mayor to secretary. His power is getting deeper and deeper, and no one dares to extend his hand to the Haijiang Port project. When Huang Anguo left, Duan Zhigan proposed to bid for the second phase of the Haijiang Port project in this space, so as not to shock Chen Guoping.

"Yes. I think it's time to start the bidding for the second phase of the project now." Duan Zhigan nodded affirmatively.

"Do you have to wait until Secretary Huang comes back before making a decision?" Chen Guoping put forward his own opinion. The first phase of Haijiang Port was contracted by Guotian Group. Guotian Group is still quite mysterious in Haijiang local enterprises. After all, a foreign company quietly took over the major project of Haijiang Port. If it is not noticed, it would be strange. Chen Guoping just heard that the young director of Dong's group has a deep relationship with Guotian Group, so this pie fell on Guotian Group. But this is just the news that the facts are like this need to be discussed. At least Chen Guoping would not simply think that Guotian Group won this phase of the project just because it has something to do with Dong's group. This kind of news is false, true, false, and it may not be true. It is unknown whether Huang Anguo, the mayor, is the factor in it.

"Mayor Duan, you are so polite." Jin Mulin's eyelids jumped when he saw Duan Zhigan so enthusiastic.

"I wonder Mayor Duan is asking me for so late?" Jin Mulin smiled and took the tea handed over by Duan Zhigan and asked directly. The position he was in and the special nature of the procuratorate made him not very necessary to go around with Duan Zhigan.

"Look at the moment, Prosecutor Jin is a worker. He has just arrived at me and started talking about work before he even took a breath. If every party member and cadre are like you, then our country will be blessed.

Jin Mulin smiled disapprovingly, and could only listen to these words as wind in his ears. As soon as he heard them, he would have to hear them. However, the more polite and complimented Duan Zhigan was, the tighter the nerves on his head became.

Duan Zhi smiled dryly and stood up to the desk, took the information on the desk and handed it to Jin Mulin, "Prosecutor Jin took a look at this information."

"Is this?" Jin Mulin looked at Duan Zhigan in confusion.

"Attor General Kim will tell you if you look at it."

After picking up the information, Jin Mulin looked at it carefully at the beginning, but then he quickly flipped through it, feeling a little confused. In the evening, Duan Zhigan asked him to see the Guoyao Group's post

history?

"Mayor Duan, I really can't see anything about this information." Jin Mulin smiled and put the information back on the table.

"Secretary Huang was working in the province at the beginning." Duan Zhigan said lightly, and after saying that, he stared at Jin Mulin with a deep meaning.

"Oh, right?" Jin Mulin was stunned, and then his heart was beating wildly. Duan Zhi's simple words were enough to make people frightened. He suppressed the shock in his heart. Jin Mulin said calmly, "I thought Secretary Huang came down from the capital, but I didn't expect that there was such a secret. Haha, if you don't listen to Mayor Duan, you don't know about this.

Duan Zhigan still smiled and picked up several letters from the table to Jin Mulin. "Prosecutor General Jin, someone reported that Guotian Group had taken informal measures when obtaining the construction of the first phase of Haijiang Port project. Look, these are several letters of report."

After reading the things step by step, Duan Zhigan waited for Jin Mulin's reaction. First, there were information from Guotian Group, and then the place where Huang Anguo worked, and then the letter of reporting. After a series of events, the final meaning was obvious. If Jin Mulin didn't understand, he could only say that he was pretending to be stupid.

"Mayor Duan." Jin Mulin carefully read the letter of complaints one by one. After about ten minutes, he said, "I think it's not a big deal to just write a few letters of complaints.

"Does Prosecutor General Kim think so? I think that someone reports it, which means there is a problem. No matter what, should the procuratorate intervene in the investigation? If there is a problem, you can detect it early and correct the illegal operation. Of course, it is better if there is no problem. Everyone is happy, and the government does not want to see bad things. Besides, we are also responsible to the general public. We cannot say that there is insufficient evidence just by just a few letters of reporting."

Jin Mulin scoffed at Duan Zhigan's words. If there was no problem, Duan Zhigan would be the first to have an objection. When he was reading the report letter just now, Jin Mulin had already thought of a way to deal with it and expressed his thoughts tactfully. "Guotian Jiran is a foreign investment enterprise, which plays a role in promoting the economy of Haijiang City and contributes to the construction of Haijiang City. For such a successful enterprise, we have investigated it hastily with just a few letters of report. This is an intervention in the normal economic order. If it is spread, it will also cause the hearts of investors and will be extremely unfavorable to Haijiang City's investment promotion work. This is a major event involving the long-term development of Haijiang City. I think we should be cautious and cautious."

"Did General Jin say it too seriously?" Duan Zhi kept shaking his eyebrows, and the anger in his heart reached a certain edge.

"By the way, Mayor Duan, I suddenly remembered that there was something else I hadn't finished dealing with in the afternoon, so I'll go back first." Jin Mulin patted his forehead. "It's useless when he gets old, and I forgot all the important things."

"Okay, then I won't give it to you." Duan Zhi's mouth twitched.

"No, no, Mayor Duan is welcome." Jin Mulin looked at Duan Zhigan for the last time, and only felt that the smile was indescribable, as if she was laughing and crying.

Jin Mulin quickly left Duan Zhigan's office until he left the city government gate, and then looked back at the light office. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He guessed it was really accurate when he came. It was really not a good thing. Zhou Zhiming left, Huang Anguo, and Duan Zhigan came. The battle really never stopped for a moment.

"This job cannot be done, I can't do it anymore." In the office, Duan Zhigan roared and slapped the table hard. The accumulated anger finally burst out. He seemed to feel confused. He swept his hands and pushed the things on the table to the ground, and the documents were scattered all over the floor.

Yu Wenjiacai.com, who was outside the door, was about to come in and ask how he was when he met Zhuo. He saw Duan Zhi's crazy scene and couldn't help but walk aside in a silence.

"You said, what's going on? Why is it so easy for Huang Anguo to do something? I'm struggling and unable to move forward? You said, why is it?" Duan Zhigan shouted at Yu Wenjia.

Yu Wenjia was stuttering and didn't know what to say, thinking that someone came earlier than you, and that he had established a greater prestige than you, and it was normal that you could not use any force everywhere. But these words could only be kept in my heart, for fear that it would stimulate Duan Zhigan if he said them.

"Haijiang City is not good, and there are still provinces. I don't believe that Huang Anguo's tentacles can stretch so long." Perhaps after a few roars, he vented his anger, and Duan Zhigan gradually calmed down. "Huang Anguo looks so glorious now, and he offended many people. If someone starts, I don't believe that Huang Anguo can sit so safely at the municipal party secretary."

"Prepare a car for me, I'm going to the province now."

"So late?" Yu Wenjia asked in surprise. Seeing Duan Zhigan's face, he hurried out to prepare.
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