Yu Zhiyuan was still thinking. He looked up and saw that Chen Xing had already walked out, so he immediately followed.
Xiao Yu, let's go there now. Chen Xing's eyes were cold.
Mayor, you still have arrangements later. At 10: 30, Director Duan of the Finance Bureau will report to you. When Yu Zhiyuan heard that Chen Xing was going to the scene immediately, he couldn't help but remind him.
Chen Xing's footsteps paused for a moment, and he quickly made a decision. I'll postpone the time. Inform Duan Xingquan later and ask him to come again in the afternoon.
Okay. Hearing this, Yu Zhiyuan could only nod. As a secretary, apart from reminding the leader, all he could do was to execute.
The two went downstairs. Miao Yuanliang drove the car over. When Chen Xing was about to get in the car, he suddenly stopped. After hesitating for a moment, Chen Xing retracted one of his feet that had already stepped on the car and said to Yu Zhiyuan, "Xiao Yu, take your car."
Yu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment. Looking at the license plate of Chen Xing's car, Yu Zhiyuan realized that Chen Xing didn't want to take his car, which was the mayor's exclusive car. After all, too many people knew the license plate of this car.
The two got in Yu Zhiyuan's car again. This was the car that Yu Zhiyuan usually drove to work. It was a Buick Regal, but naturally, Yu Zhiyuan didn't need to drive himself today. It was Miao Yuanliang who drove.
The three of them went directly to the Li Yuan area. They didn't inform anyone, let alone the people in the district.
Because they had already been here yesterday, they were already familiar with the road today. Yu Zhiyuan pointed the way to Miao Yuanliang. In less than an hour, the three of them arrived at their destination.
When he got out of the car, he saw that the house that was still standing in the ruins yesterday had been razed to the ground. The scene was a mess, and there were sounds of crying. A simple mourning hall was built on a piece of flat land next to it, and the crying came from it.
Just as Chen Xing and the other two got out of the car and were about to walk to the mourning hall, a few young men were leaning against a van, smoking cigarettes. They were standing or squatting, chatting and laughing from time to time. Next to them, there was another van. There were also a few people in it, but they were playing cards. They were having a great time.
At this time, an Audi A6 stopped and a man with a crew cut got out of the car. The man first looked in the direction of the mourning hall. When he saw Chen Xing and the others, he frowned and walked towards the van with a displeased look. What are you guys doing? I asked you to come and watch over the mourning hall. What are you guys doing?
Brother Guang, we're keeping an eye on you. A young man said with a smile.
The crew cut man twitched his lips and gestured in the direction of Chen Xing and the others. Who are they? Are they relatives of the Wang Family?
Brother Guang, I'm not sure, but they should be. Otherwise, why would they go to the mourning hall for no reason? The man replied.
What do you mean by 'should'? I told you guys to keep an eye on me. Is this how you guys do things? What if they are reporters? Damn it, if they are reporters, I'll skin you guys alive. The crew cut man scolded.
Brother Guang, that's impossible. If they are reporters, we can tell with one look. They are either carrying cameras or microphones, and they look like they are going for an interview. We've already chased away two groups of reporters this morning. The young man scratched his head.
Damn it, do you know what a 'secret visit' is? Do you think that you can see through it with one look? If they are really reporters, do you think you can tell? Damn it, if you guys do things like this, you'll ruin things sooner or later. The crew cut man scolded.
Brother Guang, don't be angry, don't be angry. I'll go take a look now. With a flattering smile, the young man pulled one of the men towards Chen Xing and the others. In another van, a few men who were playing cards didn't dare to continue and hurriedly got off the van when they saw the young man with the buzz cut coming.
On this end, when Chen Xing and the others walked to the entrance of the makeshift mourning hall, they saw two men walking toward them. Before they could step in, they were stopped by the door.
What are you three doing? The young man stared at Chen Xing and the others and questioned them.
What does what we do have to do with you? Do you have to check our identity just to enter the mourning hall? Miao Yuanliang saw that the two men were a little rude and couldn't help but retort.
Tsk, you're quite rude. The young man glanced at Chen Xing and the others, then turned his head and shouted, "Are these people your relatives?"
The people in the mourning hall had already noticed the movement at the door. Hearing the young man's words, they looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't know Chen Xing and the others, so they naturally couldn't say that they did. The point was that they didn't know what was going on.
Damn it, they are not from the Wang Family. It seems that they are really reporters. Seeing the reaction of the people in the mourning hall, the young man already knew the answer. His face darkened and he immediately stretched out one hand to push Chen Xing and the others, shouting, "Get out of here!"
"What are you doing? Talk nicely. Why are you pushing me?" Seeing that the young man was about to push Chen Xing, Yu Zhiyuan and Miao Yuanliang hurried to stand in front of him.
"Damn it, what's there to talk with you f * cking reporters? Get out of here, or don't blame us for beating you up." The young man scolded.
"What can you do if we don't leave? Is this place yours? Besides, reporters have the right to interview. Who said that this place can't be entered? " Yu Zhiyuan quietly glanced at Chen Xing and followed the young man's words.
"Hmph, you are a reporter, aren't you? If I say that you can't enter here, then you can't enter here. Even if the Emperor of Heaven comes, you can't enter here. Get out of here! "
The young man's attitude was very arrogant. Looking at Chen Xing's face, Yu Zhiyuan thought that he had already tested him. It seemed that Chen Xing didn't want to reveal his identity, so it was useless to reason with these gangsters here. He couldn't help but move closer to Chen Xing and asked in a low voice. "Mayor, why don't we retreat outside first?"
Chen Xing was about to nod, but Miao Yuanliang, who was next to him, was pushed by the young man. He happened to trip over a stone and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Yu Zhiyuan was immediately dissatisfied. "Who asked you to push me?"
"I like to push people, so what?" It was the young man who pushed Chen Xing. The man next to him also looked to be in his twenties, with blond hair and ear studs. He was rubbing his fists and looked like he was about to hit someone.
"Watch your mouth." Yu Zhiyuan was also a little unhappy.
"Damn it, I said so. So what?" The young man glared at Yu Zhiyuan and suddenly punched him.
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