After all, Lu Xinbo had spent a lot of effort on Meng Chenglin, and he also had high expectations for Meng Chenglin. But at this crucial moment, Meng Chenglin just had to let his confidant be seized by someone else. This really made Lu Xinbo speechless.
Meng Chenglin was such an experienced veteran, how could he be defeated by Luo Tianyun so easily? It was Meng Chenglin's fault for not being able to control himself when it came to women. He gave cars and houses, and all the evidence was in his hands. What else could he say?
These years, there were more and more officials who had fallen to women. Why didn't Meng Chenglin learn his lesson? Wu Du could be considered as Lu Xinbo's base camp. With such a thing happening, as the provincial governor, there was no way he could clear his name.
Lu Xinbo leaned against the boss's chair and let out a long sigh. Recently, he felt powerless. It was as if he had suddenly aged ten years. He wasn't even sixty years old yet. He shouldn't be in such a state of mind. If he couldn't squeeze into the position of the secretary this term, the pinnacle of his life would end at the position of the provincial governor. This was a scene that Lu Xinbo was extremely unwilling to see. However, no matter how powerful he was, could he exert his strength in this troublesome situation? How could the general that he had nurtured come to his office to commit suicide at this crucial moment?
Could it be that Meng Chenglin was really so angry that he became muddle-headed?
After entering the hospital, Meng Chenglin was resuscitated. He felt unbearable pain all over his body. Of course, the most unbearable pain was the pain in his heart. He didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of a young lad like Ma Yingjie. If Luo Tianyun had laid a big net for him to crawl into, then Ma Yingjie would be the one to close the net. This made Meng Chenglin's heart and Meng Chenglin's stomach churn non-stop. At that moment, he only had one thought: Die. Die. Only death would be the greatest relief in life. Even if he didn't die, he couldn't escape the fate of being punished by the law. Instead of spending his days in prison, he might as well end his life here.
Meng Chenglin, who had just woken up, was suddenly struck by a tragic and stirring feeling. His tears couldn't help but rush out. He couldn't stop them, and they flowed out like a waterfall. It was as if all the tears in his life were going to be shed at this moment. In the hospital, the dignified Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, Meng Chenglin, was in tears, which made the doctors beside him feel sad. Who said that everyone in the officialdom was glorious? When they were in trouble, they were even more miserable than ordinary people. Thinking about it, he was already a man in his fifties, and he had experienced at least hundreds and thousands of struggles in his life. But in the end, he was defeated by a young boy. This made him feel extremely vexed. Now, regardless of whether he was alive or dead, his official career had come to an end, and there was no room for him to rise any further. Thinking of this, Meng Chenglin already felt mentally and physically exhausted. He wanted to die, he really wanted to die. If he died, he would be free. But he didn't die. He survived, but one of his legs had been crippled. He was already a useless person.
Meng Chenglin was extremely sullen. As soon as the doctors left the ward, Meng Chenglin began to feel sad and indignant again. The old tears in his eyes could not stop flowing down. His life had come to this point. Was it a success or a failure? How should he live in the future? He couldn't think clearly. He couldn't think clearly anymore. He just felt that he was very, very pitiful. His wife and daughter were not by his side. He was lying alone like this. This feeling was too unpleasant.
That night came very quickly. Meng Chenglin lay on the bed without saying a word. The dark moon and wind existed outside the window, but his world was frighteningly empty. He thought of many things. From the first day he joined the work to today, he had experienced many ups and downs, many tragic and stirring experiences. There were several times when he almost capsized, but then he stood firmly. He also had a lot of glory and achievements. At this moment, when he thought of it, he felt that life was really a play. There were many highs and lows. It was like a strong wine. When you drank it, you were excited and stimulated. After drinking it, your heart immediately fell into regret and darkness.
The night was beautiful, and the night was also mysterious. But how many secrets were happening at night? How much desolation or glory were achieved by the night? And what was the point of him living so useless?
Meng Chenglin pulled out the syringe that was being transfused. A drop of tear fell and fell on the syringe. He stared at the syringe blankly and made up his mind to stab the syringe into his blood vessel. Drop after drop of blood flowed down and fell on the floor of the hospital. Slowly, it gathered into a river, a river, or even an entire sea, which deeply engulfed Meng Chenglin.
Meng Chenglin still committed suicide. When the news reached Lu Xinbo's ears, he was stunned for a moment. However, when the news spread that Meng Chenglin committed suicide in the hospital, it was different from Meng Chenglin committing suicide in his office. It was the same death, but the place of death was different. The result of death was worlds apart.
Maybe Meng Chenglin's death was the best ending. If they really investigated Meng Chenglin's problem, would Lu Xinbo, the governor, be able to get away with it? Over the years, Meng Chenglin had also given him a lot of rare treasures. Although these things could also be given to Meng Chenglin by others, these things also had a price. When it came to real seriousness, who was innocent?
This was also the result that everyone wanted the most. A person's death was like a lamp going out. This world was so cruel. As soon as the person died, the person who should be sent to Wu Du to preside over the government work and serve as the mayor became another hot topic of the power game of the provincial government. Although no one mentioned it, in their hearts, they were thinking about this problem all the time. Wu Du was the second largest city in Jiangnan. From a political point of view, going to Wu Du was equivalent to having half a foot in the ship of the leadership of Jiangnan Province. Moreover, in recent years, most of the cadres who were parachuted in Beijing also liked to be in the Wu Du faction. This place was a springboard. Whoever moved the other end would jump higher and faster. It could be said that as long as one was squeezed into the core of power in Wu Du, one's career would go up another level. Now, such a big hole was empty. Compared to Meng Chenglin's death, this empty hole was the most eye-catching focus. It was the most hotly discussed topic in Jiangnan Province and Wu Du City. Even if Luo Tianyun took over as the secretary, the position of mayor would still make many people stretch their necks to wait for it. Nowadays, it was not easy to have an empty position, especially in a city with a strong economy like Wu Du. There were more and more people eyeing the position. Ever since the night of Meng Chenglin's accident, there had been no less than twenty or thirty people running to Lu Xinbo's side alone. Those who had the means and those who didn't all squeezed in, as if they were the meat of Tripitaka, it would be a waste not to snatch it. The most active one was naturally Gu Qingming, the Executive Vice Mayor of Wu Du. He was eyeing the position of mayor. As for the position of secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, he naturally knew that Luo Tianyun would definitely take over the position. However, it was strange that Luo Tianyun was so low-key that almost no one heard his voice. He neither participated in any dinner activities nor took the initiative to meet any officials, which shocked all the officials in Wu Du City. They could not figure out what Luo Tianyun was thinking.
After the doctor hired by Situ Lan treated Ma Yingjie's injury, he recovered quickly. The next day, he left Jiangnan Province. However, his car was driven back to Qin County by his driver, Xiao Zhou, who rushed to the provincial capital. When he received the news that Meng Chenglin had committed suicide, his car had just entered Qin County. It was Luo Tianyun who told him. Luo Tianyun said on the phone, "Meng Chenglin committed suicide in the hospital. Remember, Meng Chenglin committed suicide in the hospital. As for you, do what you need to do. It's best if you can bring the professor who is inspecting the wetland project in Beijing to Qin County. At this time, everything must be quiet. Only by observing the changes can you make a move. Understand? "
Ma Yingjie said, "Thank you, Mayor Luo, for reminding me. I will be careful." Saying this, Luo Tianyun hung up the phone. However, Ma Yingjie felt very upset. Although Meng Chenglin's suicide was much better than him being taken away by the Commission for Discipline Inspection, at least many things about Meng Chenglin would not be investigated. At least the other properties of Meng Chenglin would not be investigated. Except for the huge sum of money in the overseas bank, as far as Ma Yingjie understood, they would not continue to investigate Meng Chenglin's other properties. People were dead. In front of the dead, it was always easy for the living to forgive and even forget.
But what about Sisi?
It was impossible for Ma Yingjie's heart not to hurt. It was also impossible for his heart not to feel guilty. He really wanted to call Sisi. He really wanted to tell Sisi not to be too sad. She still had him. But, but could he say it out loud? Would Sisi still believe him?
Ma Yingjie shook his head, trying hard to put all this behind him. Yes, Boss had already taught him how to get through this. Boss would soon take over Meng Chenglin's position. The more it was like this, the calmer he had to be, the more he had to pretend that he didn't know anything and that it had nothing to do with him.
Sisi and Luo Wanzhi would definitely go back to China to send Meng Chenglin up the mountain. He hoped that they were safe. Other than wishing them well, what else could Ma Yingjie do? Sooner or later, Sisi would know that he was the one who used her. Sooner or later, she would know that he was the one who indirectly killed Meng Chenglin. He was the real murderer. But was he the murderer?
Ma Yingjie was confused. Was he the murderer who killed Meng Chenglin? He asked himself in his heart.
They arrived at the government compound in Qin County. A brand new day was about to begin. Whether Ma Yingjie was the murderer or not, he still had to follow his boss's instructions.
As soon as Ma Yingjie returned to the office, he called Li Xiaomei. "Has Boss Hu left?" Ma Yingjie asked Li Xiaomei.
"Meijie just sent him away," Li Xiaomei replied. Ma Yingjie continued, "Where's Boss Liu?"
"He's in Qin County. Did something bad happen? "Li Xiaomei suddenly asked.
"Meng Chenglin committed suicide." Ma Yingjie didn't want to hide it from Li Xiaomei.
"Ah?" Li Xiaomei exclaimed. "How could this happen?"
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