Xu Qing did not come down from the top of the mountain. He held a gun in one hand and reached into his pocket with the other hand to take out his mobile phone and dial his senior brother's number. The top of the mountain was unsightly, but the phone signal was quite good. You could also hold the phone while making a call.

The gun pointed at the people down the mountain.

He Yibing answered the phone with an expressionless face, only to hear Xu Qing's joking voice on the phone: "Brother, I helped you catch some powerful information this time. Take them up the mountain to experience it. Remember to let Jiang Ning

The guys from the company will lead the way to avoid falling into the pit on the side of the mountain."

"Well! Very good, you wait on the mountain, we will be here soon." He Yibing hung up the phone with an expressionless face and said to Ma Xinmin, who was sweating profusely next to him: "Xinmin, Xiao Xu said the scenery is very good.

There are still good things to see, can you take us all for a walk?"

The sweat on Ma Xinmin's face trickled down his chubby cheeks, leaving streaks of gray marks on the light-colored foundation on his cheeks. It looked like his face had been swept with a bamboo broom. He gritted his teeth.

He hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Secretary He, there are many private mines mined by local villagers on the other side of the mountain. They have been reported to be banned more than once before, but the local people's customs are so fierce that even people from the Public Security Bureau and the Land and Resources Bureau can't do anything.

, I can only make excuses without blaming the public. Each joint operation can be suppressed for several days. As soon as the limelight passes, private mining resurfaces. It is a long-standing and difficult problem that has been repeatedly banned."

He Yibing smiled coldly and said: "You have been banned for many times? Now you even have a gun, right?"

Ma Xinmin stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice: "Secretary He, you don't know something. They are divided into several groups of people to mine private minerals. Several powerful local surnames have their own rights.

A mining area will inevitably lead to various competitions. They are all equipped with weapons, but this is the first time they have seen guns. The private mining area on the other side of the mountain belongs to the Yao family in Yanglin'ao Village. They have never come to the state-owned mining area to cause trouble.

!”

He Yibing said calmly: "How can we be tolerated and tolerated if we don't cause trouble? Private mining must be strictly banned. Excessive private mining will cause serious soil erosion and environmental pollution. You should understand these principles better than me. Stop talking nonsense."

Lead the way."

After being scolded, the sweat on Ma Xinmin's forehead stopped. He began to think about how to clear up his guilt and shirk responsibility. As long as he could temporarily coax the new secretary to investigate, this matter would definitely go away in the future. The big deal

Asking an acquaintance from the police to come and show off, it’s not like this has never been done before. If the water is clear, there will be no fish. This has been the rule in officialdom since ancient times.

Thinking of this, Ma Xinmin raised his hand and waved to the tall and thin man opposite, and said in a deep voice: "Mao Sen, you are familiar with the terrain in this area. Take us up the mountain to have a look." While speaking, his eyes flashed twice and he glanced.

The hills not far away.

The tall and thin man named Mao Sen was also a smart man. He quickly understood what Ma Xinmin meant. He bowed to Yibing and others with a smile on his face and said: "Dear leaders, there are many waste pits on the other side of the mountain. In order to ensure that the leaders

For our safety, please step on my shoe prints as much as possible, thank you." After saying that, he turned around and led everyone towards the hill.

The tall and thin man named Mao Sen walked very slowly along the way. It took him half an hour of stopping and stopping to lead everyone to the foot of the mountain. However, the slope of this hill was extremely steep, and these officials who were usually well-off had to climb up.

It's really not easy. Everyone is standing at the foot of the mountain looking at He Yibing eagerly. At this time, the official should take the lead. If the leader takes a small step, everyone can follow him and take a big step. Besides, this matter is the new secretary's toss.

When he came out, he climbed up so that everyone could follow him.

He Yibing looked up at the steep hill. Ordinary people couldn't go up with just two legs. He turned back and glanced at the fat and big-eared senior officials behind him, and thought to himself, it seems that I have to show off my skills today to get there.

The hands of the officials behind them, who were busy with their cameras, were a bit muddy, but they had to find a suitable opportunity.

Thinking of this, He Yibing turned around, smiled slightly at the officials behind him and said, "Which one of you will go up first?"

All the officials, including Jiao Mo, took a step back, only to hear a muffled thud. Ma Xinmin, who was walking at the end, was kicked in the butt by someone. He staggered back two steps and fell into a pit.

The pit was neither deep nor shallow, just enough for him to be submerged. The muddy water inside was several feet deep, and it was not enough for a person to be submerged. He sprained his foot and screamed in pain in the pit.

The people from Jiangning Company hurriedly pulled the boss up. Fortunately, his foot injury was not serious, and after a few rubs to stimulate blood circulation, it was no longer a serious problem. However, there was no way he could climb this mountain anyway.

He Yibing pointed to the pits exposed on the ground with a serious look on his face and said: "Immediately ask people to bring bulldozers over to fill these pits. Leaving them here will sooner or later kill people."

Ma Xinmin, who was still sitting on the ground, said with a grimace: "Secretary He, these are old problems left decades ago and have never been solved. The pit here is a sinkhole. Even if it is leveled now, it won't be over again in a few years."

It has to sink in. The foundation is empty, and it’s useless no matter how much you fill it up.”

He Yibing frowned and asked in a deep voice: "How is your foot? Do you want someone to take you to the hospital first?"

Ma Xinmin shook his head with a bitter look on his face and said, "It's okay, just take a rest." He couldn't leave yet. The private mine was about to be exposed, and he had to have someone to smooth things over.

He Yibing nodded and turned his eyes to the officials who bowed their heads and said nothing. These people were usually all-faced masters, but now they have all become clay bodhisattvas with their heads bowed and their heads down. They protect themselves prudently but seek no fault. Everyone in the Jiangcheng system must be like this.

It is difficult for officials like these to achieve great development.

"I'll go up first, and you all should follow closely. There are some scenery that you can't usually see. If you see it today, you should remember it in your heart!" He Yibing said lightly, and jumped up with one foot on the ground, his body almost

He rushed up the steep slope, and in the blink of an eye he went up several feet. Just when the power of the upward rush was about to be exhausted, he stretched his arms forward, and his fingers were clasped in a rock gap like hooks, and his body went up.

Once again, with the help of Gao Yue, the new secretary now looked like an old ape in the mountains. Several leapers had already climbed to the top. All the officials at the bottom of the mountain were dumbfounded on the spot.

Xu Qing waited at the top of the mountain for a long time before he saw his senior brother coming up. He impatiently stuffed the rifle in his hand and said in a low voice: "What's the point of talking to these fat-headed and big-eared guys? You go first."

Look at this, my brother was shot three times." As he spoke, he handed over the three bullets in his hand. These things are evidence and can only be used in the hands of the senior brother.

He Yibing weighed the small-caliber rifle in his hand, looked at the bullet in his hand, and said with a smile: "This kind of thing is most commonly used in the shooting ranges in Thailand. Many are smuggled into the country. Don't say you got shot three times."
Chapter completed!