In the past few years, as the price of coal rose, Niu Fuyong, who had made a lot of money, became more and more arrogant. He was not satisfied with the pleasure brought by money, so he began to use it to make friends in the political circle and gave out large amounts of money. In his words, the money he spent today was for the sake of making more money tomorrow. This was reasonable, but he was getting ahead of himself.
He befriended Deputy Governor Kang Chengwei, who was in charge of security. He also used various connections to get to know the young masters in Beijing. After that, he got to know Governor Zhao. He often visited all kinds of high-end clubs and flew between Beijing and River East. He had spent a lot of money on maintaining his relationships. It was not inappropriate for him to do so, but he had to know his place. He was always a businessman and should not try to use his money to influence the actions and thoughts of the officials. Yang Tongyao could be considered a famous entrepreneur, but he still had to bow down to the officials. No one dared to offend the officials.
Lu Yiwei knew about Niu Fuyong's secret actions. He had reminded Dong Xuebing more than once not to go overboard and to stop. But Dong Xuebing did not listen to him and said in disdain. "Brother Lu, back then, no one dared to look up to me. But now, there are people in the provincial capital, the capital, Governor Zhao often invites me out for meals, and I have also entered Zhonghai. Who is more capable than me? This is your capability and capital. You are too cautious. Don't worry, I will not implicate you. My efforts today are for your future. When I want to promote you, I can just give you a call and it will be easy … "
Niu Fuyong's arrogance was the true portrayal of a coal boss in Shanxi. From a poor farmer who was afraid of poverty, he turned into a local tycoon with a net worth of hundreds of millions. Now that he had money, he didn't think about how to manage his capital. Instead, he squandered without restraint to make up for his poor years. He thought that only material things could show his identity and status. This distorted the thinking of a generation and made them regard money as the most important thing. Even today, people still worship money like crazy.
Niu Fuyong was talking nonsense in front of him again. Lu Yiwei was getting impatient and said sternly. "Fuyong, I have told you more than once not to get too close to them. You must know how to retreat. Otherwise, it would be too late for regrets in the future. Today, people are supporting you because of your money, but if one day you become a pauper, who will still recognize you? "
Niu Fuyong was slightly displeased, "Brother Lu, aren't you being too cautious? In today's society, the rich are the masters. Let me ask you, are you going to get Guo Jinzhu or not? "
Such a tone shocked Lu Yiwei, and he asked, "You have a way?"
"Don't worry about that. If you want to fish it out, I'll do everything I can to fish it out. If there's no need, I won't bother to worry about it. "
Niu Fuyong had a lot of connections, and it was not clear who he was using this time. Thinking that Zhang Zhiyuan was already taking measures, he said after a long while, "Let's wait and see. If it doesn't work, I'll look for you."
"Alright, I'll listen to you. I haven't called you all this time. How are things going? "
"It's the same, not good, not bad."
Niu Fuyong said generously, "If you have any difficulties, just let me know. After the new year, I'll donate some money to Long 'an in the name of the Xihe Group. It can be considered as supporting your work. If you don't want to work in Long 'an anymore, I'll just tell Governor Zhao and transfer you back. "
Lu Yiwei did not want to discuss these issues with him, so he hung up the phone after a few polite words. After lying on the bed for a long time, he sent a text message to Pan Chengjun and went to sleep.
Just as Lu Yiwei was tossing and turning in bed, Liu Zhankui and his team were having a secret conversation in the tea room on the second floor of Wang Zhiquan's villa. However, Jiang Zhentao's appearance made the atmosphere of the conversation particularly cautious. Even Liu Zhankui himself was suspicious of him.
Deng Zhongyuan said sarcastically, "Chief Jiang, it doesn't seem appropriate for you to appear here. If Secretary Lu finds out, he might let his imagination run wild."
Jiang Zhentao was a little embarrassed. He looked at the expressionless Liu Zhankui and said, "I'm not restricted by others who I hang out with outside of work, right?"
Deng Zhongyuan sneered, "Then tell me, what's the purpose of Lu Yiwei's meeting tonight?"
Jiang Zhentao was stunned. After thinking for a long time, he said, "This is just an ordinary meeting. You don't have to read too much into it, right?"
"Is that so? Then you must have known the contents of the meeting beforehand."
Jiang Zhentao was speechless. After sitting for a long time and seeing no one saying anything, he felt awkward staying. He stood up and said, "Mayor Liu, I'll go back first."
Liu Zhankui did not reply and only stared at Jiang Zhentao with a sharp gaze filled with doubt and distrust.
Jiang Zhentao wanted to say something but stopped and left. It was obvious that Lu Yiwei had set a trap for him. He had deliberately instigated the relationship between them and made it so that he was in a dilemma. What should he do now? Should he take the initiative to cut ties with Liu Zhankui and make his stand clear? Or should he go all out and stand on Lu Yiwei's side? Other than that, there was another option, which was to retreat and return to his hometown.
He was old and could not do it anymore. He might look like he was a member of the County party committee, but in fact, he was still a servant. Serving the secretary of the County party committee, who was younger than his son, was nothing in terms of work, but in his heart, he could not get over it.
Jiang Zhentao did not know how he got home. When he entered the house, his wife, Zheng Yumei, immediately sat up from the sofa and said anxiously, "It's already 1am. Why are you back so late?"
Jiang Zhentao ignored her and sat down on the sofa. He closed his eyes and leaned against the sofa. "Get me a glass of water."
Zheng Yumei saw that his expression was not right, so she poured a glass of water and sat down. "What's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"
Jiang Zhentao took a sip of water and sighed. "I'm old and useless. I plan to rest early."
Zheng Yumei was puzzled. "Why do you have this idea?"
Jiang Zhentao sat up. "I'm already 53 years old. What else can I hope for? It's impossible to climb higher. Withdrawing safely and steadily is better than anything else. "
"Liu Zhankui is one year older than you, but he did not slack off and still wants to be the secretary of the County party committee. How can you give it up so easily? Even if you can't climb higher, you've finally made it to the standing committee. You can't just give up for someone else. If you retire at 60, you can still work for at least seven years. As long as you're in the position, people will still treat you as a leader. If you retire, who will look up to you? At that time, people with ulterior motives will stir up trouble. Besides, isn't the new Secretary Lu treating you well? Why are you complaining? "
"What do you know? Don't talk nonsense."
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