Upstairs, Chen Xing stood quietly in front of the window. Chen Xing saw the scene when Zhu Huadong left. He could imagine how angry Zhu Huadong was at this time. If he could curse, Zhu Huadong might have cursed himself just now. But at this moment, he just suppressed his anger in his heart. Chen Xing wondered if Zhu Huadong would get sick at his age.
Secretary Zhu left. Behind him, Yu Zhiyuan came in. He was the one who sent Zhu Huadong downstairs.
Yes, I saw it. Chen Xing nodded.
Secretary Zhu looked very angry. He got in the car without saying a word. Yu Zhiyuan said quietly.
Hearing this, Chen Xing shook his head and smiled. He turned around and patted Yu Zhiyuan on the shoulder. Yu Zhiyuan, the officialdom is like Jianghu. People who wander in Jianghu will get hurt sooner or later.
Chen Xing's words came out of nowhere. Yu Zhiyuan was confused. But combined with what he saw and heard tonight, Yu Zhiyuan soon figured out some clues.
Mayor, do you want to go back to the hotel now or … Yu Zhiyuan looked at the time and asked Chen Xing.
Let's wait for a while. Chen Xing sighed. He was not in a good mood.
It was already over nine o 'clock in the evening. The cars on the street were still busy. The flow of cars reflected the growing prosperity of Jiang City. As an important coastal city and the capital of Jianghai Province, Jiang City's position as the central city of the province had never been shaken. Instead, it had been strengthened and consolidated. The provincial policy and a large amount of financial support reflected the political status of Jiang City.
Zhu Huadong sat in the car. The lights outside the window were like rays of dazzling light. The colorful lights swept through the car from time to time, and Zhu Huadong's gloomy face flashed by.
Zhu Huadong called his son, who was still playing outside, and asked the driver to drive home.
About ten minutes later, Zhu Huadong arrived home first. His son was not home yet, so Zhu Huadong went into the study alone.
A few minutes later, there was the sound of the door opening. Zhu Fuyun, who had drunk quite a bit, pushed open the door of the study and peeked inside. Seeing that his father was sitting inside, Zhu Fuyun walked in and closed the door on his way.
What's wrong with you? You don't even know that you've been caught. Zhu Huadong suppressed the anger in his heart and threw the document at his son.
Dad, what are you doing? Why are you getting angry for no reason? Zhu Fuyun smacked his lips. He didn't know what his father was talking about, so he picked up the documents on the ground and looked at them.
Very soon, Zhu Fuyun's brain, which was a little high from drinking, immediately sobered up. He was quite frightened. Dad, where did you come from? Damn it, that Luo brat must have tricked me. Only he would know so clearly about these things.
Don't bother about how others plotted against you. You took money but didn't do anything for them, and you still have the cheek to say that others plotted against you? Zhu Huadong glared at his son.
Hearing that, Zhu Fuyun curled his lips and couldn't say anything for a while.
Zhu Huadong had set an example for others, and he had developed the family tradition of keeping his word when receiving money. At this moment, Zhu Fuyun was so scolded that he couldn't say anything.
Dad, this thing is in your hands. Will it be all right? After a while, Zhu Fuyun took a careful look at his father.
Will it be all right? Zhu Huadong was so angry that he laughed. This is serious. Even your father was threatened. Do you think it will be all right?
Dad, what's going on? Zhu Fuyun was stunned, and his face became serious.
Don't worry about what's going on. You'd better behave yourself. Zhu Huadong warned his son, walked to the sofa, and sat down.
After a long silence, Zhu Huadong took out his phone, found Lin Gang's number in his address book, and called him.
It was Zhu Huadong's call, and Lin Gang answered it. Secretary Huadong, what a rare visitor! Why did you call me?
Old Lin, it's so late, so I'll get straight to the point. I heard that you arrested Zeng Jing? Zhu Huadong went straight to the point.
Secretary Huadong, why do you care about this? If I'm not mistaken, you don't know Zeng Jing, do you? Lin Gang frowned at the other end of the phone. Zhu Huadong, who hadn't called him for a long time, suddenly called him. Lin Gang guessed that it might be related to Zeng Jing's case, but he was right.
Lin Gang was willing to answer Zhu Huadong's call because they were old friends, and he owed Zhu Huadong a favor. Another reason was that Lin Gang knew that Zhu Huadong didn't get along well with Chen Xing, so it was impossible for Zhu Huadong to side with Chen Xing. Therefore, Zhu Huadong might be able to help him in this case. Seeing that it was Zhu Huadong, Lin Gang answered it without hesitation.
Old Lin, do me a favor and let Zeng Jing go first. What do you think?
Secretary Huadong, what's going on? You're not related to Zeng Jing at all. Why are you helping her? Don't tell me that Chen Xing asked you to help her. You don't have that kind of relationship with Chen Xing. Lin Gang frowned.
Old Lin, no matter what the reason is, do me a favor and let Zeng Jing go first. If you want to arrest her later, I won't care. Zhu Huadong said patiently.
Secretary Huadong, if you want me to let her go, you have to give me a reason. Lin Gang's face darkened. If Zhu Huadong wasn't one of the helpers he could get, Lin Gang would have hung up the phone.
No reason. Old Lin, you still owe me a favor. This time, you can pay me back. What do you think?
Secretary Huadong, you … On the other end of the phone, Lin Gang's eyebrows were furrowed. He was so angry that he almost hurt himself. Zhu Huadong wanted him to pay him back with a favor from the past.
His face kept changing. Lin Gang was silent for a long time. Finally, he said with difficulty, "Okay, Secretary Huadong, I promise you this time.
Well, Old Lin, thank you. I'll accept your favor this time. " Zhu Huadong thanked him.
Hearing Zhu Huadong's words, Lin Gang finally looked better. If he could win over Zhu Huadong in the future, it would be worth it to let Zeng Jing go now.
Hanging up the phone, Lin Gang frowned slightly and decided to let Zeng Jing go. Even he didn't realize that he had secretly let out a sigh of relief. In fact, he was already under great pressure. The pressure from Tan Zeyu, the direct superior of the Provincial Department, was almost too much for him to handle. Although Tan Zeyu was about to retire and didn't take care of many things, he was still the head of the Provincial Department. If Tan Zeyu really wanted to be ruthless, Lin Gang knew that he would have to let him go in the end. Although he had the support of Zhou Zhiming, the governor, he didn't want to have a bad relationship with Tan Zeyu.
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