After the meeting, Li Huiling pulled Ma Yingjie into the car. Ma Yingjie couldn't refuse, so he had to get into Li Huiling's car. As soon as they got into the car, Li Huiling looked at Ma Yingjie casually and asked, "Secretary General has just returned to Wu Du. How did you know that there was such a sluice gate? Why haven't I heard of it? "
Ma Yingjie told him the whole story. Li Huiling was unhappy, but he didn't say anything with a straight face. Ma Yingjie suddenly realized that he had made another mistake. He shouldn't have snatched the credit, and he shouldn't have taken the initiative to find the sluice gate. Among colleagues, the most taboo thing was to hide the truth from everyone else and take credit for it alone. Ma Yingjie slapped his thigh in annoyance. He should have reported to Li Huiling and Luo Tianyun immediately and asked them to drain the flood. Alas, he reminded himself every day, but he still made mistakes every day. If this went on, how could he have a future? Then he remembered that in the meeting, Luo Tianyun didn't actually praise him, but …
Ma Yingjie felt a chill in his heart. His body trembled a few times, and he actually sneezed.
The relationship between people was very delicate. The stronger the relationship, the more vulnerable it was to some small blows. Officials were the most sensitive group of people in the world. Their sensitivity index was much higher than that of poets. If poets and writers were sensitive and anxious about vague things that didn't exist, then officials were itching for the most tangible things. If this old sluice gate was opened by Luo Tianyun and Li Huiling in the heavy rain, the media would take the opportunity to make a big article. Luo Tianyun and Li Huiling would also be able to show their faces in the fight against the heavy rain and flood discharge. It was a pity that Ma Yingjie had done it first. A great opportunity was wasted by him. And this was just the obvious. Thinking deeper, could Ma Yingjie have other motives for being so greedy for credit? At special times, everyone's mind was stretched taut.
That night, Li Huiling didn't ask about Ma Yingjie's well-being. Instead, he made Ma Yingjie feel really cold. Li Huiling didn't say a word until they got out of the car. Although Ma Yingjie didn't care about Li Huiling's attitude, her attitude also represented her boss, Luo Tianyun's attitude. Ma Yingjie really wanted to go to Luo Tianyun's house to explain, but he couldn't move his legs. Besides not knowing how to explain to Luo Tianyun, there was also the matter of Qian Fuhua, which was a hurdle between him and Luo Tianyun. Whether he could overcome this hurdle, he still needed time and opportunity. If he were to explain now, the boss would definitely misunderstand.
This time, Ma Yingjie realized that he had been too careless. How could he forget all these rules as soon as he returned to work with the boss? Yes, Luo Tianyun was right. He was the rule of Wu Du. Why didn't he believe this? The higher-ups had their own chess. He couldn't even understand the boss's chess, so how could he understand the chess of the higher-ups?
That night, Ma Yingjie was very sad. He even had the impulse to talk to Ye Xiaoqing again. However, Ye Xiaoqing's divorce made him unable to move. At this time, could he get close to Ye Xiaoqing? Although she didn't ask for anything from him, what about next? Would Ye Xiaoqing have no request? He didn't even have a firm foothold in Wu Du. What could he help Ye Xiaoqing with? Besides, he and Luan Xiaoxue were husband and wife in name. If the boss really knew that he didn't take good care of Luan Xiaoxue, there would be no way to save the relationship between him and the boss.
Ma Yingjie was very sad.
After the storm, Wu Du returned to normal. The streets were muddy. People from the army, factories, and schools were cleaning up the mud. A group of 40 and 50 people were also involved. Ma Yingjie was thinking about Qian Fuhua. He couldn't think about this job of beautifying Wu Du. Strangely, Qian Fuhua had been dead for two days. Everything was very calm, including Qian Fuhua's family. There was nothing unusual. Was it because they didn't know, or …? Ma Yingjie pretended to clean up the mud while letting his imagination run wild. At this time, someone walked over and whispered to him, "Secretary-General, it's fine to leave the mud for a few days. If you leave people, they'll stink."
Ma Yingjie raised his head. He saw that the person talking to him was the deputy director of the Letter and Calls Bureau, Yu Duolin. He frowned and looked at Yu Duolin. "Duolin, what did you say?"
Yu Duolin didn't beat around the bush. He looked at Ma Yingjie and said bluntly, "A life is gone. I can't ignore it."
"How do you ask?" Ma Yingjie stared at Yu Duolin.
"I don't know either. If I knew, I wouldn't have responded to you." Yu Duolin shrugged and put on a helpless look.
"Then clean up the mud in peace." Ma Yingjie didn't look at Yu Duolin anymore. However, just as he finished speaking, his phone rang. He picked it up and heard that Little Jiang had returned from Beijing and asked to see him.
"Secretary-General, there's something urgent to report to you. I wonder if you have time?" Little Jiang asked on the phone.
"Where are you?" Ma Yingjie asked immediately.
Little Jiang said, "I'm at home." After Little Jiang said that, Ma Yingjie raised his wrist to look at his watch. He then glanced at the crowd cleaning the mud and said to the phone, "Come to my house in half an hour." After saying that, he said a few words to Deng Sanxin, threw down the shovel, and walked across the road.
Xiao Jiang was carrying a basket of fruits. When he saw Ma Yingjie, he smiled and said, "Hello, Secretary-General." Ma Yingjie took the fruit basket and looked at Little Jiang. "Just come. Why spend so much money?"
Little Jiang continued Ma Yingjie's words and said, "It's my first time coming to the Secretary-General's house. I can't go empty-handed."
"Alright, Little Jiang, you've learned this." Ma Yingjie chuckled, but his eyes still looked at the fruit basket warily, afraid that there was something hidden inside. Fortunately, Little Jiang didn't make things difficult for him and didn't tamper with the fruit basket. Ma Yingjie was relieved. Nowadays, as an official, he was so careful that he couldn't trust anyone or anything. For example, if he didn't accept the gift, he would lose face. If he accepted it, he would be afraid that there was a bomb inside. When Ma Yingjie first became the deputy county magistrate, he didn't dare to stay at home during the Spring Festival because he was afraid. He brought Luan Xiaoxue to the countryside, but there were still people who chased him to the countryside. Among them was the mayor of Ma Miao Town. He gave him a bag of local specialties. At that time, he felt that it was just a bag of dried fruits, so it was nothing. He gave it to his aunt's son who accompanied him and asked him to give it to his aunt. He didn't expect that the next day, his aunt would chase after him with the dried fruits. As soon as she entered the door, she scolded, "Ma Yingjie, you've changed. I'm ashamed of you. Have you forgotten how you grew up and how you went to school? Look at you now. You don't look like you used to! " Ma Yingjie was confused by the scolding. After a while, it turned out that the mayor had hidden 100,000 yuan in the bag of dried fruits. This money scared his aunt.
After that, Ma Yingjie was especially careful when accepting gifts. The more inconspicuous the gift, the more vigilant he was when accepting it. Nowadays, gifts in the officialdom were impossible to guard against. There were all kinds of tricks, and the methods were getting newer and more covert. For example, group gifts. Enterprises or units would invite the leaders to eat and drink at the end of the year or during the unit's celebration. When they left, each person would get a bag. Everyone would take it, and you wouldn't dare not take it. When you returned, you would realize that there were secrets hidden in the bag. Another example would be a project bidding. You would inexplicably receive cards from some department stores or shopping centers. There was a lot of knowledge in it. If you were an ordinary leader, it would be a general meaning. If you had the right to speak and decide on the project, you would also have the right to decide on the things you sent. Another example would be before the cadre adjustment. There would be a lot of cards accidentally stuffed under your door. In short, it was normal to give and receive. It was not normal to not give or receive.
After sitting down, they exchanged a few pleasantries. Little Jiang couldn't help but say, "Secretary-General, I came back in a hurry this time because I have something urgent to report to you."
"What is it?" Ma Yingjie asked.
"It's related to Qian Fuhua."
"Qian Fuhua?" Ma Yingjie stopped what he was doing. His eyes were filled with shock.
"It's not just him. It's also related to Qiu Dandan," Little Jiang said.
"Qiu Dandan?" Ma Yingjie was even more shocked. During this period of time, he had already forgotten about Qiu Dandan's name. He secretly swore that he would never think about her and Qiu Jianping again. There were some water that he could not step on. Not only would it wet his shoes, but it would also wet many things. With his current strength, he couldn't change anything at all, much less change anything. He lowered his head and waited for Little Jiang to continue. However, Little Jiang hesitated and did not continue. It was as if what he was going to say was as heavy as a rock.
The air suddenly became heavy. Ma Yingjie glanced at Little Jiang and could not help but say, "Say it." Ma Yingjie could already feel that what Little Jiang brought was not good news. As expected, when Little Jiang finished speaking, Ma Yingjie's heart was so shocked that he could not find a place to rest.
Qiu Dandan was kidnapped by He Zilong and brought to the northwest! After Qiu Dandan went missing, Little Jiang had been feeling uneasy. Later on, he heard from Wu Du that Qiu Dandan was sold to the northwest as a vagrant. Little Jiang became more cautious and started to ask around. In the end, he found out that it was He Zilong who instructed him to do it with Cao Zilong. The man with the surname Cao owned a security company that specialized in this kind of thing. Many stubborn petitioners had used this channel to force them to disappear.
"What's the reason? The reason they did it!" Ma Yingjie clearly believed it, but he still felt angry for no reason.
"Qiu Dandan has a lot of information on the sale of land. It's related to many secrets about the construction of the new district."
"Impossible!" Ma Yingjie almost shouted.
Little Jiang was so scared that he did not dare to continue. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Ma Yingjie. "Secretary-General, I promise you that I'm not lying. In order to investigate this, I almost …"
"What's wrong?" Ma Yingjie suddenly turned around and stared at Little Jiang. Little Jiang lowered his head and said, "I was almost sent to the black kiln by Cao Zilong."
Little Jiang was lucky to be able to escape this time, but people could not guarantee that they would be lucky every day.
"Bastard!" Ma Yingjie slammed his fist on the table. "What else is there? Say it!"
Little Jiang told him everything he knew. The last time Qiu Dandan went to Beijing, she really went to complain. She didn't complain to anyone, but to Executive Vice Mayor Gu Qingming.
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