After standing quietly for a while, Chen Xing withdrew his thoughts from Qian Xinlai and thought about his upcoming appointment in Jiang City. His expression was complicated. Zhao Yiping was still serving as the secretary of Hai City. If this woman, who had driven him out of his home with a broom in the past, heard the news that he was about to go to Jiang City, the expression on her face must be very interesting, right?
If Zhao Yiping did not break them up, the other party should be his mother-in-law now. But then again, if Zhao Yiping really became his mother-in-law, he would not be where he was now. With Zhao Yiping's ability, at his current age, it was already amazing that he could support him to become a divisional cadre. How could he, who was about to become the mayor of Jiang City?
Jiang City was not only a sub-provincial city, but also the capital of Jianghai Province. It was the political, economic, and cultural center of Jianghai Province. In recent years, Hai City had suddenly emerged as a new force and had the momentum to surpass Jiang City in terms of economy, which shook Jiang City's position as the economic center of Jianghai Province. But even so, when it came to political status, Hai City was at least one rank lower than Jiang City. Although Hai City had made remarkable achievements in economy in recent years, and its top leader had the tendency to be a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, compared to Jiang City, which was a sub-provincial city, Hai City's political status was obviously not comparable to Jiang City.
When did the top leader of Hai City become a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee? This could be traced back to the era of Chen Xing's old leader, Zhou Mingfang.
After Zhou Mingfang was transferred, Huang Kunming, who took over later, did not concurrently serve as a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee in Hai City, but he was eventually promoted to a sub-provincial cadre. Now, he was the Organization Minister of the Provincial Party Committee of Jianghai Province and was also a member of the Standing Committee. When it came to Zhao Yiping, the current Zhao Yiping also served as a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. In other words, starting from Zhou Mingfang, the three leaders of Hai City had successfully become a sub-provincial cadre. As for Zhou Mingfang, he had crossed the most important hurdle and was now the top leader of a provincial government.
When he reached Jianghai, would he meet Zhao Yiping? There was no doubt that they would. Although they were not in the same city, Zhao Yiping's other identity was a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. It was inevitable that they would come into contact.
After thinking for a while, Chen Xing pursed his lips. He was too lazy to think about this matter anymore. Even if he were to meet Zhao Yiping in the future, what could he do to him? Rivertown was a sub-provincial city. Even if Zhao Yiping was a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, he wouldn't have much influence on Rivertown.
The afternoon came quickly. After attending the graduation ceremony, Chen Xing left with his simple luggage.
Outside the gate of the Party School, Zhang Ningning was already waiting in his car. When Chen Xing walked to the gate, he looked back at the place where he had studied for a year. He couldn't help but feel nostalgic.
What? You don't want to leave? Zhang Ningning walked up and said with a smile.
It wasn't that he didn't want to leave. He just felt a little emotional. A year had passed so quickly.
That was for sure. After having children and seeing them grow up day by day, we also felt that we were getting older day by day. Zhang Ningning sighed.
I'm a little old, but you're still so young and beautiful. You haven't changed much since I first met you. Chen Xing glanced at Zhang Ningning and smiled.
You're glib. When did you learn this? Zhang Ningning's face was a little red. She was not used to her husband's praise.
I'm telling the truth. Chen Xing smiled. Well, let's go. It's getting dark. Let's go home for dinner.
They talked and laughed as they got in the car. Chen Xing sat in the passenger seat. When the car left, Chen Xing still turned his head to look in the direction of the Party School. This solemn and sacred place. He didn't know when he would have the opportunity to study in it again. Maybe he wouldn't have the chance in this lifetime.
There's no need to look. You're still so young. There will definitely be opportunities to study in the future. Zhang Ningning chuckled.
It was hard to say. Chen Xing smiled and shook his head. If he went to study again next time, he would probably go to a provincial class. It was really uncertain whether he would have the opportunity or not.
Hearing Chen Xing's words, Zhang Ningning smiled and didn't say anything. She liked her husband's low-key and introverted attitude.
The car drove along the neighborhood where they lived. It was close to evening. The traffic in the capital could be imagined. They were caught in a big traffic jam again.
Chen Xing and Zhang Ningning were stuck in a traffic jam on their way home. Wangshan, an early staff building, was located in the old urban area of Wangshan City. It was the former dormitory of the first textile factory, built 20 or 30 years ago. The building was six stories high. The outer wall was very old, and bricks occasionally fell from the wall.
On the top floor of the unit building, in one of the apartments, lived a bachelor named Zhao Cheng. He made a living by riding a tricycle. He had lived here for several years, and the old people living here were used to calling him Little Zhao.
Zhao Cheng went out early and came back late every day. It seemed that the same was true of riding a tricycle. If he wanted to make money, he would go out early and come back very late.
But recently, Zhao Cheng came back different every day. He often came back with a large bag of vegetables, fruits, and meat. Sometimes he would carry a box of beer.
Because Zhao Cheng came back late, and most of the people living here were old people, no one noticed that Zhao Cheng was different. With the amount of vegetables and meat that Zhao Cheng brought back every day, it was impossible for him to finish them all by himself. Even if they were placed in the fridge, Zhao Cheng would buy them almost every two days, and he wouldn't be able to eat that much.
No one knew that there was another person in Zhao Cheng's room. The layout of the early staff building of the first textile factory was two small rooms, each about 60 square meters, which was more than enough for two people to live in. However, because the area was small and the design was very unreasonable in the early construction, the employees of the first textile factory who used to live here had already moved out. Some left the house for the elderly to live in, while others rented out. But because of the poor condition of the house, there were very few young people who rented here. Most of them were old people.
Qian Xinlai was hiding here now. No one would think that he was still in the Mountain Gaze or even in the urban area.
Qian Xinlai, who had accumulated wealth by cheating others and by all kinds of improper means, was obviously bold and evil. Even though he had done such a terrible thing, he still dared to stay in the Mountain Gaze. When everyone thought that he had already escaped from the Mountain Gaze and was hiding somewhere, he stayed safely in the Mountain Gaze.
The most dangerous place was the safest place. This saying might not be accurate, but Qian Xinlai dared to do so.
Zhao Cheng came back as usual with some fresh marinade in his hand.
He poured the marinade on a plate and brought it to the table. Then he took two bottles of beer and told Qian Xinlai and Mr. Qian to eat it while it was fresh.
"You can eat it. I'm not interested in these things." Qian Xinlai waved his hand.
"That's right. Mr. Qian, you are a person of status. Eating this kind of thing will lower your status." Zhao Cheng scratched his head and smiled.
When Qian Xinlai heard Zhao Cheng's words, he shook his head and smiled. Apart from killing people, Zhao Cheng really didn't know how to talk.
Mr. Qian, how long are you going to hide here? In my opinion, you should go abroad directly. It's better to enjoy life abroad than to hide like this. Zhao Cheng glanced at Qian Xinlai and said.
It's too late. It's not the best time to escape now. On the night of the incident, if we had followed the original route of retreat, we might have been able to escape. But it's too risky to go out now. Qian Xinlai shook his head and said.
Mr. Qian, it can't be. It's been more than half a year. Things should have calmed down. I think it's already calm outside. Zhao Cheng was puzzled.
Hehe, that's just an illusion that you see on the surface. Qian Xinlai's expression was indifferent, but a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes. But I didn't run out directly back then, and I won't run now. My son is still in prison. As his father, how can I run out by myself? Hehe.
Qian Xinlai's laughter was very creepy. Even Zhao Cheng, who used to be a desperado, felt a little creepy when he heard it. He could only play along and laugh foolishly.
Mr. Qian, if you don't go out and keep hiding like this, it won't work in the long run. I see you cooped up in your room every day, and I feel wronged for you. Zhao Cheng drank a mouthful of wine and said.
Wait, wait a little longer. I've already endured for so long. What's the harm in enduring for another year or so? When others relax, the show has just begun. Qian Xinlai sneered.
Mr. Qian, what are you staying here for? Zhao Cheng was puzzled.
Who do you think caused me to be like a stray dog now? Qian Xinlai's eyes were gloomy.
This … this is the government's people who caused you to be like this. But Mr. Qian, you're not going against the country, are you? That's courting death.
Of course, I'm not that stupid. I'm just looking for some people to collect some interest. A trace of malice flashed in Qian Xinlai's eyes. You've observed the few people I asked you to find for so long. Are they reliable?
Yes, they are. It depends on what you want them to do. I can arrange it at any time.
Okay, then wait a little longer. After a while, ask them to go to Hai City and investigate Chen Xing for me. Dig out all his background. Who is Chen Xing's family, what social connections he has, who are his friends, which women he has contact with … As long as it's related to him, investigate them all. From Hai City to the capital, and then to Nanzhou … Investigate every place. Don't let go of anything. Money is no problem, time is no problem. This time, I have the patience to wait. It doesn't matter even if it takes two or three years.
Mr. Qian, what's the use of investigating like this?
What's the use? Haha, can this Chen Xing be clean since he's been an official at this level? Money, women, can Chen Xing not touch these things at all? I don't believe that he's a saint. It's just a matter of whether he hides it well or not. I'm going to investigate him hard. It doesn't matter how much money and time I spend. I want him to lose his reputation and his family to be ruined. I want him to have a taste of what I'm feeling now. Qian Xinlai growled with a crazy look on his face.
When Zhao Cheng saw Qian Xinlai's appearance, he, who had killed people before, trembled for no reason.
By the way, where is the woman named Lin Yu-yu now?
She has been transferred to the Mount Wang Municipal Bureau, which is in the city. I've been wandering around the Municipal Bureau these days when I have nothing to do, and I've seen her once.
Good, very good. Qian Xinlai smiled gloomily.
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