Governor Liu Sixian did not panic as much as the secretary of the Provincial Party Secretary, Zhou Zhengxiong, thought. His office was just beside the Provincial Party Secretary's office. When he heard the secretary asking him to go over, Liu Sixian's expression only turned slightly ugly at the beginning. After a while, he said, "Don't worry. Go back to your post now. Don't leave your post. "
The secretary was confused. How did the secretary leave his post when the provincial party secretary hit someone? Before the secretary could figure out what was going on, he heard Liu Sixian say sternly, "Go back now, do you hear me?"
The secretary had no choice but to go back to the office. Unexpectedly, he heard Zhou Zhengxiong shout a few seconds after he entered the door, "Liu, come in!"
Go in and help Zhou Zhengxiong collect the body? Secretary Xiao Liu felt a great fear rising in his heart. He plucked up his courage and pushed the door open to enter the house. The inside of the house was not the scene of flesh and blood that he had imagined. Instead, he saw that although Yang Fugui had a bruise on his head from being smashed by something, he was still sitting on the sand in the house. Zhou Zhengxiong's face was still ugly, and he didn't look like he was going to eat someone.
"Just now, Yang accidentally fell down. I went to help him. Do you know? "Zhou Zhengxiong said to the secretary.
"Uh?" Liu was stunned. He never thought that Zhou Zhengxiong would say such a thing. But the secretary was a secretary after all. After a while, Liu understood what Zhou Zhengxiong meant. He quickly said, "I went to the toilet just now and didn't see Director Yang fall. Secretary Zhou told me, so I knew. I was not in the room just now. It was my negligence. "
They reached a consensus in a one-on-one answer. Yang Fugui heard it and felt uncomfortable. But what could he do? The provincial party secretary and the secretary said so in front of him. The witness had already colluded. Was Yang Fugui still going to sue?
After Secretary Liu went out, Zhou Zhengxiong tried to calm down. "Yang, I fainted just now. Don't take it to heart. · r
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The pain made Yang Fugui completely bear this grudge in his heart. Just now, he was beaten and kicked by Zhou Zhengxiong, so he was furious. The Liberation Army was not allowed to beat soldiers. Except for the early days, when there was a shortage of soldiers, the punishment was completely abolished. During the rectification in Guangdong, those who were used to beating soldiers and refused to mend their ways were kicked out of the army. Therefore, he did not have the habit of being beaten. Seeing that Zhou Zhengxiong was like a madman, Yang Fugui grabbed Zhou Zhengxiong's leg and shouted, "Just kill me!"
This shout had an inexplicable effect. Zhou Zhengxiong was stunned and actually stopped beating. After a while, he actually pulled Zhou Zhengxiong up and made him sit on the sand. In the middle of the process, Yang Fugui only had one thought in his mind: I quit. As one of the founding heroes, Yang Fugui also had his own special pension. He had never been short of money, and he hadn't even finished spending the first sum of money. Last year, he learned that he could get another share. To him, this amount of money was more than enough. It was so much that he could rely on it to live a carefree life. More importantly, Yang Fugui had reached the retirement age. He could have retired last year, but because he could postpone his retirement for five years after becoming the factory director, Yang Fugui continued to work here.
After the secretary left, listening to Zhou Zhengxiong's comforting words, Yang Fugui said in a muffled voice, "Old leader, I won't go out and say that I was beaten. If I say it, others will only laugh at me for being incompetent. But you beat me like this, and my injury is not light. My body can't take it anymore. I quit. I will write a retirement application when I go back. You also know that it's easy to retire now. As long as I write the application, it will be given. Let's stop here. "
Zhou Zhengxiong never thought that Yang Fugui would actually quit now, and he wanted to be angry again. However, since he had just been angry, even if there were emotional fluctuations, the hormone secretion in his body could not support the excitement of the desire. Therefore, even anger became very powerless. Anger could no longer provide the motivation to act, and the feeling of powerlessness was doubled.
Just now, Yang Fugui's angry shout of "Just kill me!" aroused Zhou Zhengxiong's rationality. A life for a life, and a sentence for hurting people. Zhou Zhengxiong, who had pushed for several severe crackdowns, was very clear about this. This was not only aimed at ordinary people. Officers in the Liberation Army who had shot and killed their subordinates for personal reasons, without exception, had used their own lives to make up for their actions. If he really beat Yang Fugui up, even if Zhou Zhengxiong's identity as a founding minister could be spared from death, everything would be over for him. Yang Fugui himself was also one of the founding ministers. If he killed or heavily injured a founding minister, the price he had to pay would be the accumulation of his wealth over the past few decades.
Thinking of the national law, Zhou Zhengxiong had already become timid. And the reality that so many people no longer supported Zhou Zhengxiong made a huge sense of panic spread through Zhou Zhengxiong's body like an electric current. It was the panic of feeling betrayed by his own people. The first was naturally the opposing stance of Zhao Sishui, the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, and the next was the frustration of the governor not appearing at all. In fact, how could Zhou Zhengxiong not know that the secretary had gone out to look for someone? From the faint sound of the door opening and the speed at which the secretary returned, Zhou Zhengxiong easily determined that the secretary had gone to look for the governor, Liu Sixian. In the end, it was the secretary who came back, and Liu Sixian did not appear. Perhaps Liu Sixian himself wanted to save some face for Zhou Zhengxiong, but if he did not appear, there was no need for him to get involved in this matter. Naturally, the responsibility was borne by Zhou Zhengxiong alone. Now, his old subordinate, Yang Fugui, whom Zhou Zhengxiong had high hopes for, had also expressed his dissatisfaction. All of his former subordinates and supporters seemed to have distanced themselves from him at the same time. The combined impact seemed to have reached the upper limit of what Zhou Zhengxiong could bear.
A person's status did not depend on himself, because a person was a person. When Zhou Zhengxiong was in the Taiping army, he had once seen the imposing scene of Yang Xiuqing riding a large palanquin carried by 48 people on a journey. That scene was really too imposing! It was really overflowing with fragrance, and it was awe-inspiring in all directions. But if there were no 48 people carrying the palanquin, no more people to tidy up and burn incense for Yang Xiuqing's palanquin, everything would become a joke. Even if Yang Xiuqing sat alone in the palanquin, what use would it be? Would he use the palanquin as a coffin?
During the coup in Tianjing, Yang Xiuqing was beheaded and died like a dog in his own King Of The East Residence. This was the result of the collapse of power. Now, Zhou Zhengxiong understood that the foundation of power was crumbling piece by piece. Feeling this, Zhou Zhengxiong almost instinctively ordered, "You can't go!"
Yang Fugui was also a knowledgeable person. He keenly sensed the weakness in Zhou Zhengxiong's voice, which made Yang Fugui feel a burst of pleasure. But this pleasure did not change Yang Fugui's mind. He said in a calm tone, "Elder, I used to be your man, but I'm also a man of the country. If you feel that I've let you down, I'll accept it. You've hit me, you've scolded me, and we've come this far. From now on, I'm only a man of the country. The country said that we should retire, and I'm going to retire now. Goodbye! "
After saying this, Yang Fugui endured the pain in his body and struggled to stand up. With a relaxed feeling and pain in his body and soul, he limped towards the door.
Looking at Yang Fugui's leaving figure, Zhou Zhengxiong shouted, "You're leaving just like that!"
Yang Fugui stopped, turned around and asked, "Then what should I do? If you can't, you can beat me again! "
"You!!" Zhou Zhengxiong only shouted one word and then stopped. He realized that apart from personal violence, he actually had no other means to deal with Yang Fugui. Moreover, with Yang Fugui's physique and melee ability, if the two of them really fought, Zhou Zhengxiong's chances of winning were not high. He did not consider melee skills, only background. As the founding hero of the country, Yang Fugui not only received a generous pension, but the country also had to take care of him after he died. He enjoyed the special care of the country. In the end, Yang Fugui was not someone that Zhou Zhengxiong could mess with at will. Yang Fugui still had the support of the country. Compared with the power of the country, Zhou Zhengxiong's power could probably only be described as insignificant.
These thoughts flashed through Zhou Zhengxiong's mind. He wanted to step forward and apologize to Yang Fugui, then ask Yang Fugui to stay and help him at this critical moment. But as the provincial party secretary, he stopped Zhou Zhengxiong's action. Yang Fugui saw that Zhou Zhengxiong had no intention of pouncing on him again, so he snorted and turned to leave the provincial party secretary's office.
Secretary Liu saw that Yang Fugui just left the office, the situation he was most worried about did not happen, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground. At this time, he could not help but admire the calm and accurate judgment of Governor Liu Sixian. Secretary Liu, who saw the beating with his own eyes, felt that Zhou Zhengxiong was going to die, but Governor Liu, who did not see the matter at all, could judge that Zhou Zhengxiong would actually not do anything out of line. At this time, thinking about his own action, Secretary Liu regretted his choice to run out to ask for help. Wasn't this making trouble for the secretary?
Reflecting on his own experience, Secretary Liu held his breath and did not dare to make a sound. At this time, he was alone, and it was better for the little secretary not to attract Zhou Zhengxiong's attention. However, seeing Zhou Zhengxiong coming out of the inner room, Secretary Liu quickly stood up. He heard Zhou Zhengxiong said, "I'm going out now. If anyone wants to see me, just tell them I'm going to the traffic police to do something. You don't need to go. "
Hearing this, Secretary Liu quickly took off the woolen windbreaker hanging on the hanger and handed it to Zhou Zhengxiong. Zhou Zhengxiong snorted, took the windbreaker, and strode out. After experiencing Yang Fugui's matter, Zhou Zhengxiong realized something that he hadn't realized before. The so-called favor was unreliable now.
Yang Fugui was just a factory director, but when Yang Fugui was also a founding hero, he was like Governor Liu Sixian and Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee Zhao Sishui, who did not rely on Zhou Zhengxiong to make a living. Since they did not rely on Zhou Zhengxiong to make a living, the relationship between these people and Zhou Zhengxiong was just a simple cooperative relationship.
With this understanding, Zhou Zhengxiong discovered many things that he had not thought of before. For example, if Yang Fugui beat Zhou Zhengxiong, and the founding hero beat the founding hero, Zhou Zhengxiong would at most be sentenced to a few days of detention for brawling. If it was Zhou Zhengxiong who made the first move, then Yang Fugui would probably be fine, or Zhou Zhengxiong and Yang Fugui would be punished for brawling. Of course, in reality, naturally, no one would be willing to get involved in the muddy water of the founding hero, so the approximate result was that whoever could beat would benefit from it. If the matter did not become big, then they would consider themselves unlucky.
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