Li Mingbo didn't dare to go against his father's will. Li Shaotong rarely got so angry at him. Because of this, Li Mingbo felt afraid. He drove the car to the side and waved to the woman next to him. "Get off, get off."
Young Master Li, didn't you say that you would take me to the outskirts to play today? In the car was a little girl that Li Mingbo had just gotten from the Wanlong Textile Company. She was in her early 20s and looked somewhat beautiful. The girl didn't know what had happened and immediately acted like a spoiled child to Li Mingbo.
I told you to get out of the car, did you hear me? Li Mingbo, who was panicking in his heart, glared at the woman beside him and yelled rudely.
If you want to get off, then get off. Why are you so fierce? The woman looked at Li Mingbo with some fear. She didn't dare to say anything and got out of the car obediently.
Go down, go down. Li Mingbo waved his hand and started the car, preparing to rush back.
In Wanlong Textile Company, Li Mingbo was the first to enjoy the moonlight. There was never a lack of women around him. God knows how many female clerks in the company's administrative office had been seduced by him, and one even had an abortion for him. But even so, there were still a lot of women who wanted to eat crabs. One by one, they courageously threw themselves at Li Mingbo. In the end, it was still because of money worship. In a poor place like Xi Men, many women were looking forward to being favored by a rich and powerful Childe like Li Mingbo, so that they could fly up to the branch and become a phoenix. They did not hesitate to use their own bodies as a wager. They did not know that they were like moths flying into the fire.
Li Mingbo drove his beloved Ferrari sports car all the way home. When he went upstairs and saw that only his mother was at home, Li Mingbo secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Xiaobo, why did you come back so early today? Li Mingbo's mother, Ye Lan, was not working at home. She was sitting on the sofa watching TV. She was surprised to see her son come back.
Mom, do you know why my dad called me back? Li Mingbo smiled shyly as he moved closer to his mother and affectionately patted her shoulder.
Your dad asked you to come back? The surprise on Ye Lan's face deepened. She shook her head. She didn't hear him say anything.
Oh. Li Mingbo was slightly disappointed.
What's wrong? Did something happen?
Mom, I don't know either. My dad called me home, but he didn't say anything.
You'll know when your dad comes back. Ye Lan nodded. She didn't realize what was going to happen. She smiled at her son and said, "Xiaobo, you can't play so late every day. How old are you? Why are you still so playful? It seems that I have to find a wife for you as soon as possible so that you can calm down."
Mom, I'm not in a hurry. You don't have to worry about it. We'll talk about it in a year or two. Li Mingbo waved his hand in disapproval.
After a year or two, you won't be young anymore. After the New Year, you'll be 26 years old. It's time for you to get married. You're a man, after all. Only when you get married can you mature. Look at you now. You're always fooling around. If you get married in the future, have a wife and kids, you'll know how to settle down.
Mom, I'm at work now.
You think I don't know what kind of work you go to? You only know how to drive your precious car out to play. Ye Lan curled her lips.
The two of them talked for more than ten minutes. Li Shaotong finally returned home. Hearing the sound of the door, Li Mingbo knew that his father was back. He hurriedly ran forward to open the door.
Dad, you're back. Li Mingbo looked at his father. He squeezed a smile on his face, but his heart was perturbed. Li Mingbo could still hear his father shouting at him on the phone.
Li Shaotong's face was gloomy. He stared at his son coldly. Li Shaotong snorted coldly and walked into the living room.
"Shaotong, what happened? Why do you look so pale?" Ye Lan looked at her husband doubtfully and asked with concern.
"Humph, what else can happen? It's all your precious son's fault. A loving mother leads to a spoiled son. I've told you not to spoil him so much, but you didn't listen. Look at you. What have you spoiled him? Now that he's in trouble, I, his father, have to clean up his mess." Ye Lan's question was like igniting a barrel of gunpowder. Li Shaotong shouted angrily.
"What do you mean I spoiled him? Who spoiled him more? You have the nerve to be angry at me." Ye Lan was stunned and immediately retorted.
"Dad, if you have something to say, just say it. Why are you angry at Mom?" Li Mingbo's heart skipped a beat. He had a bad feeling.
"What's the matter? See for yourself. " Li Shaotong threw the newspaper in his hand.
"Dad, be careful. These clothes are expensive." Li Mingbo carefully caught the newspaper and gently wiped his clothes with a pained expression, as if he was afraid that the newspaper that was thrown at him would tear his clothes.
Li Mingbo loved branded suits and sports cars. He had thrown away the Armani suit that had been torn apart by several residents of the shanty town the day before yesterday. He was now wearing a white suit, also an Armani brand. He had bought it in the provincial capital. It was impossible to buy it in a small place like Ximen.
"Sooner or later, your father will be killed because of you." Li Shaotong looked at his son, who was still worried about his clothes, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Dad, what happened? Why are you so angry?" Li Mingbo looked at his father with a puzzled look and opened the newspaper.
He casually flipped through the newspaper. When he turned to the second page, Li Mingbo's pupils suddenly dilated and he raised his head incredulously. "How could that be?
"I also want to ask you how could that be, but you asked me." Li Shaotong said angrily.
"Is it because I asked someone to beat the two reporters yesterday?" Li Mingbo frowned.
"You asked someone to beat the reporters? When did it happen? " Li Shaotong was stunned.
Looking at his father's eyes, Li Mingbo hesitated. "Just …" "It happened yesterday."
"You tell me in detail what happened." Li Shaotong glared at him. He couldn't be angry at this time.
Li Mingbo said what happened yesterday in full detail. He raised the newspaper in his hand and asked in surprise. "Were the two reporters from the provincial newspaper yesterday?"
Li Shaotong was silent. Listening to his son's words, Li Shaotong already had some guesses in his heart. If there was no accident, the two reporters that his son asked someone to beat yesterday must be reporters from the provincial capital. Otherwise, it would not be possible for the matter to reach the provincial newspaper so quickly. Thinking of the conversation between Wang Dongchen and him this morning, Li Shaotong's face became more gloomy. Now he was not only worried that this matter would attract the attention of the city and even the provincial leaders, but he was also afraid that Wang Dongchen would use this matter to suppress him. Wang Dongchen had already said that the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, Huang Kunming, had already paid attention to this matter. Li Shaotong knew very well that even if Wang Dongchen did not use this matter to suppress him, if the matter was not handled well, it would cause more and more social repercussions. As long as it caused the dissatisfaction of the city leaders, like Huang Kunming, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, as long as the other party moved his lips a little, it would be easy for him, a deputy secretary of the county committee, to be removed. In Ximen, he was the deputy secretary of the county committee with great power. In the eyes of the leaders above, a deputy cadre was not worth mentioning. It was normal to use him to calm the anger of the public.
Dad, do you think those two reporters really came from the provincial capital? Li Mingbo carefully looked at his father. At this time, he also realized that the matter was a bit serious. If it was exposed by the provincial newspaper, the matter was far beyond his father's ability. The last fatal accident mainly did not attract much attention. His father was also the deputy secretary of the county committee, so the accident was treated as an ordinary traffic accident. He also spent some money in time.
This time, it actually attracted the attention of the provincial newspaper. Li Mingbo was really caught off guard. At this time, Li Mingbo's eyebrows were tightly knitted. He really could not figure out why a poor place like Ximen would have reporters from the province come down and go straight to this accident.
What do you think? Li Shaotong fiercely glared at his son.
Dad, our Ximen is such a small place. How could there be reporters from the province? Do you think that someone is deliberately making things difficult for us? Li Mingbo turned his eyes and saw that his words really attracted his father's attention. Li Mingbo was happy and continued. Dad, at the scene of the accident, the new deputy county magistrate, Chen Xing, was there. These two days, he has been paying attention to this matter. Yesterday, the person who took the two reporters to Shanty Town was Chen Xing's secretary. Do you think that Chen Xing is deliberately making things difficult for you?
You said that the person who took the reporters to Shanty Town yesterday was Chen Xing's secretary? Li Shaotong's footsteps stopped.
Yes, the person who took the two reporters there yesterday was Chen Xing's secretary. Otherwise, how could the two reporters from the provincial capital know to go to Shanty Town as soon as they came? Besides, if this matter was not disclosed by Chen Xing, how could the provincial reporters pay attention to our remote small county?
Hmph, now is a society with advanced information. Don't think that no one will know if no one says it. If someone exposes this matter on the Internet, no matter how you cover it up, you can't hide it. Li Shaotong said angrily.
Dad, don't worry so much. Not to mention our whole country, just in our Jianghai Province alone, we don't know how many car accidents happen every day and how many people die. People are used to car accidents and it won't cause such a big reaction. Knowing that his father was really angry today, Li Mingbo hurriedly smiled and felt a little guilty. Li Mingbo knew that this was not an ordinary car accident. Nowadays, it was most likely to arouse the anger of the people, such as the rich second generation. Li Mingbo originally disdained it. Like last time, he spent some money to shut the mouth of the deceased's family in time. Li Mingbo did not think that this kind of thing would attract much attention. After all, how many people died because of car accidents every day? Moreover, in Li Mingbo's consciousness, in such a small county like Ximen, most of the people here were like country bumpkins. Who would know how to use proper legal means to protect their rights, let alone through some channels such as newspapers and the Internet. Li Mingbo never thought that his matter would be published in the newspaper.
At this time, Li Shaotong was too lazy to pay attention to his son. He just kept pacing back and forth, thinking of a solution to this matter. At present, it was not only the problem of whether his son would go to court, but it was also related to whether his black hat would be implicated this time. Li Shaotong's face was frighteningly gloomy.
When Ye Lan, who was at the side, heard the conversation between the father and son, she finally understood what was going on. She still didn't know that her precious son had killed someone with his car three days ago. When she heard it today, Ye Lan was both angry and anxious at her son. She said, "Xiaobo, can't you drive slower? You just had an accident last month, and now you have another accident this month. If this goes on, even if you don't think about others, you have to think about yourself. What if something happens to you one day? You're the only child your father and I have. If something happens to you, what will your father and I do in the future?"
"Mom, I know. I will definitely drive slower next time." Li Mingbo nodded obediently. Since something had just happened, he didn't dare to talk back to his parents. However, although he said that, he didn't take it seriously in his heart. He was driving a sports car, so he was the only one who would bump into others. It was almost impossible for others to bump into him. In the entire Ximen County, he was the only one who had a Ferrari sports car. Moreover, he usually boasted of his excellent driving skills. It was just that Ximen was such a poor place, so there was no special race track for him to race.
Ye Lan lectured her son and looked at her husband. Li Shaotong's expression was ugly and somewhat anxious. Ye Lan said, "Shaotong, we only have one son, Xiaobo. You must help him get through this difficult time.
Help, help, help. You only know how to think about this bastard. I don't even know if I can keep my black hat. Do you think this matter is so simple? " Li Shaotong's whole body was filled with anger.
"Dad, it's not that serious, right?" Li Mingbo looked startled.
"This morning, that old guy Wang Dongcheng called me over and said that this matter will be investigated strictly. Even the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee is concerned. Do you think it is serious?"
"Dad, you are not joking, right? Our Hai City is so big, and the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee has a lot of things to do. How can he have the leisure to pay attention to such a small matter?"
"Small matter? Li Shaotong was so angry that he laughed. "Yes, it is a small matter. It is just a car accident that killed a person. It is indeed not a big matter."
"Dad, then why do you think even the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee is concerned about this matter?" Li Mingbo asked carefully. In fact, he could also hear that his father's tone was a little strange.
Sure enough, as soon as Li Mingbo's words came out, Li Shaotong was so angry that he picked up the ashtray beside him and almost threw it at Li Mingbo. Li Mingbo was so scared that he dodged to the side.
"Dad, you still dare to say that it is a small matter? I have raised you for more than 20 years, and I have raised you to have a pig's brain. Don't you think about it? How can it be a small matter if it is in the party newspaper? No matter how small it is, once it is in the newspaper, it will attract the attention of public opinion and become a big matter. Do you think the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee will not pay attention?"
"Dad, what should we do now?" Li Mingbo's lips trembled a little. This time, he was really afraid. Li Mingbo knew very well that the reason he could be so famous was completely because of the power in his father's hands. If his father really fell from power, Li Mingbo did not dare to imagine what his future life would be like. The fickleness of human nature, the fickleness of the world. Although Li Mingbo was a playboy, he was not completely ignorant of this world.
"What should I do?" "Aren't you very capable? Is it very popular to drive a sports car all day long? Why can't you solve it yourself when something happens?" "What's the use of having a son like you?"
"Shaotong, what can't we talk about it? Now that the matter has already happened, what's the use of scolding Xiaobo like this? You might as well sit down and seriously think about how to deal with it." Ye Lan, who was at the side, could not stand it anymore and said.
At this moment, the doorbell rang. Li Shaotong adjusted his collar, walked to the sofa, and sat down.
Li Mingbo looked at his father strangely. Who would come at this time? Although he thought about it, Li Mingbo still hurried to open the door. Having someone come was always a good thing for him. At least he would not be scolded by his father.
"Uncle Han." Li Mingbo opened the door and shouted in surprise. The person who came was the director of the Public Security Bureau, Han Dong, who had a very close relationship with his father.
"Xiao Han, you're here." Li Shaotong seemed to have already known about Han Dong's arrival. He did not feel strange at all. He nodded slightly at Han Dong and raised his hand, gesturing for him to sit down. Li Shaotong was eight or nine years older than Han Dong. He had also fought hard for Han Dong to become the director of the Public Security Bureau. Therefore, in front of Han Dong, Li Shaotong regarded himself as an old leader. Moreover, he was now the deputy secretary of the county committee, who held real power.
"Secretary Li, I just received instructions from Secretary Wang. He wants us to investigate this matter thoroughly." Han Dong looked worried. He was the one who helped cover up this matter. He knew the truth of the matter without a thorough investigation. Seeing that Wang Dongchen was serious, Han Dong was naturally worried.
"I know. Wang Dongchen looked for me in the morning to discuss this matter. He has already expressed his stance on this matter.
What do you say, Secretary Li? Han Dong looked at Li Shaotong with concern.
"What else can I say? On the surface, Wang Dongchen looked for me to discuss with him, but in fact, he has already made up his mind. Even if I raise any objections, it will be futile. Li Shaotong frowned.
It is impossible for Secretary Wang to be ignorant of this matter. He now put on a serious posture. "Secretary Li, do you think Secretary Wang's real purpose is to target you?"
"No matter what Wang Dongchen's purpose is, the most important thing now is to solve Xiao Bo's matter and eliminate the influence as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be disadvantageous to us."
"Yes, Xiao Bo's matter has already attracted attention. It can't be delayed." Han Dong nodded in agreement. He and Li Shaotong were in the same boat. If Li Shaotong fell, his position would also be in jeopardy. What's more, he was the one who helped cover up Li Mingbo's matter. At this point, he could not get away from this matter no matter what. Therefore, Han Dong could only tie himself tightly to Li Shaotong. It was too late to turn back.
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