Hearing Zhao Wenzhou's words, Huang Wenyi was stunned. Secretary, what do you mean?
I'll call Zeyu and ask him to bring Lin Gang to the office. You can go to the Provincial Department and stay there. Zhao Wenzhou said.
That's a good idea. We don't have to run around. Huang Wenyi smiled.
Zhao Wenzhou picked up the phone on his desk and called Tan Zeyu. It was past ten o 'clock in the evening. Tan Zeyu had already returned home. As an old man, he was used to going to bed around eleven o' clock at night. At this time, Tan Zeyu was already in bed reading. According to his daily routine, he would read for half an hour before going to bed.
Tan Zeyu was a little surprised when he received Zhao Wenzhou's call. His heart sank. Among all the leaders, Tan Zeyu didn't want to receive a call from Zhao Wenzhou. Zhao Wenzhou was in charge of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. Whoever he called, it was most likely not a good thing.
As expected, Tan Zeyu was shocked when Zhao Wenzhou told him what it was. He didn't expect that Lin Gang would be in trouble at this critical moment. Almost in an instant, Tan Zeyu was wide awake.
When Zhao Wenzhou hung up the phone, Tan Zeyu was still in a daze. It wasn't until his wife nudged him that Tan Zeyu snapped out of it. He quickly got out of bed and picked up his clothes to put them on.
Why did you go out so late? His wife looked at Tan Zeyu in surprise.
Something happened. Tan Zeyu frowned deeply.
Can't you wait until tomorrow? It's so late and you still don't let me sleep. You're going to retire soon, but you're still so tired. His wife pouted.
What do you know? It's urgent. Tan Zeyu waved his hand impatiently.
After putting on his clothes, Tan Zeyu quickly went out and took out his phone to call Lin Gang.
The Provincial Government.
Zhou Zhiming stood quietly in front of the window. It was almost eleven o 'clock, but Zhou Zhiming hadn't left his office yet. The wrinkles between his eyebrows indicated his bad mood.
Leader, it's late. Why don't you go back to rest? Zhou Zhiming's secretary, Jiang Tianyou, pushed the door open again. Seeing Zhou Zhiming standing in front of the window, he had to remind him.
He wouldn't go back to his office tonight. Zhou Zhiming shook his head.
When Jiang Tianyou heard Zhou Zhiming's words, he let out an "ah" sound. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Although he could only see Zhou Zhiming's back, he could guess that his leader was in a bad mood. It seemed that he had become like this after returning from Shi Yanjun's place.
At about 6: 00 pm, Zhou Zhiming was ready to get off work. However, a call from the Provincial Party Committee disrupted Zhou Zhiming's rhythm of getting off work. Shi Yanjun asked Zhou Zhiming to go to see him. After Zhou Zhiming went to Shi Yanjun's office, Jiang Tianyou found that Zhou Zhiming's face was already very ugly. He went straight back to the Provincial government and didn't say that he would go back. He stayed until now. Jiang Tianyou still bought dinner for Zhou Zhiming from the canteen.
Tianyou, go back and rest. It's getting late. Zhou Zhiming said to Jiang Tianyou with his hands behind his back.
Leader, then I won't go back tonight. Anyway, it's the same to sleep in the office. Jiang Tianyou said with a smile. Although his office didn't have a special cubicle like Zhou Zhiming's, as the secretary of the provincial government, Jiang Tianyou had his own special temporary dormitory.
No, you can go back. There's nothing urgent tomorrow morning. You don't have to come early. Zhou Zhiming said calmly.
Jiang Tianyou nodded. He could see that his leader was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything.
Looking at Zhou Zhiming's back for a while, Jiang Tianyou hesitated for a while. Finally, he quietly left and closed the door.
Only Zhou Zhiming was left in the office. Looking at the dark night outside the window, Zhou Zhiming's face became more and more gloomy. The Commission for Discipline Inspection was going to deal with Lin Gang. In the evening, Shi Yanjun had invited Zhou Zhiming and told him about it. However, Zhou Zhiming was still angry. Of course, Shi Yanjun had told him about it, but he didn't expect that the Commission for Discipline Inspection had been investigating Lin Gang for so long. During this period, he, the top leader of the provincial government, had been kept in the dark. This made Zhou Zhiming very angry.
But what could he do even if he was angry? Zhou Zhiming knew that he couldn't do anything this time. No matter how angry he was at Zhao Wenzhou, Zhao Wenzhou really didn't have to report Lin Gang to him directly. Apparently, Shi Yanjun had known about it before. Zhao Wenzhou only started the investigation after getting Shi Yanjun's permission.
Now, facing the series of evidence presented by Zhao Wenzhou, Zhou Zhiming couldn't help Lin Gang even if he wanted to.
Sighing helplessly, Zhou Zhiming felt helpless. He wanted to protect Lin Gang, but he didn't want to take too much risk for Lin Gang. Now, he could only stay silent. However, once Lin Gang was arrested, it would be a huge loss for Zhou Zhiming. It would disrupt his plan in the province.
Alas.
An indistinct sigh floated in the gloomy night.
In the suburbs.
Lin Gang hung up the phone while cursing. Tan Zeyu asked him to go back to the office at this time. He said it was urgent, but he didn't say what it was. Lin Gang couldn't help but curse. It was almost eleven o 'clock. Tan Zeyu called to say it was urgent, but he didn't say what it was. Damn it, was he playing with people?
Director, are you going back now? Zhang Mingjun saw Lin Gang coming out of the room. He didn't know that Lin Gang had received a call from Tan Zeyu, so he thought Lin Gang was going home.
Tan Ting asked me to go back to the office. Lin Gang smacked his lips. It was almost midnight. What was wrong with him?
Tan Ting was still in the office at this time? Zhang Mingjun was surprised.
Who knew what was wrong with him at night? Lin Gang smiled helplessly. Tan Zeyu had given him some support in arresting Zeng Jing. Lin Gang had to give him face, so he had to go back.
Glancing at the interrogation room, Lin Gang walked over and knocked on the door. Soon, Wei Yanhua opened the door from inside. Seeing Lin Gang, he bowed and greeted him. Lin Gang.
Lin Gang didn't enter the room. He stood at the door and stared at Zeng Jing. Several dazzling light bulbs were shining on Zeng Jing. It was obvious that Zeng Jing was a little tired. Lin Gang raised his eyebrows. "Zeng Jing, are you still not going to confess?"
"Confess what?" "That your son, Lin Mao, deserved to die?" Zeng Jing sneered.
"You …" Lin Gang was furious. He glared at Zeng Jing. Lin Gang snorted angrily and said to Wei Yanhua, "Yanhua, do something for me. I hope I can hear good news when I come back."
"Oh? Where are you going, Lin Gang? " Wei Yanhua's expression changed.
"I'm going back to the office. You work hard." Lin Gang patted Wei Yanhua's shoulder again. "After this case is finished, there will be a cadre training course at the Party School of the province. I'll get you a place to study there. After you finish the course, you'll be promoted."
"It's all thanks to you, Lin Gang." Wei Yanhua smiled fawningly.
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