Chapter 73 Past events
half an hour ago.
The two police cars with Dongshan Prefecture license plates did not find Yu Yang in Xiaoyanglou. According to the guidance of the old party secretary, they turned from the provincial road onto the small dirt road leading to the brick kiln.
Before the front of the car could be straightened out, Steyrs laden with dirt, carrying yellow dust all over the sky, came towards us.
The driver of the police car quickly turned the steering wheel, intending to drive into the wheat field on the right side of the dirt road to avoid it.
Unexpectedly, many large tractors laden with telegraph poles following behind started honking their horns like crazy.
The leader was not afraid of the police. He stood in the cab of the open-air tractor and shouted loudly: "XXX, if you give in to him, we will all give in behind. We pulled such a heavy thing and got stuck in the wheat field. Can you help us push it out?"
The officer who was sitting in the co-pilot of the first police car quickly got out of the car and said, "Fellow, what should I do?"
"Go over, the garbage truck is powerful, let them enter the wheat field."
"Why are you so reckless?"
"If you hit me, I bet they won't dare hit you."
"You dare to bet, but I don't dare to bet!"
"Fuck, if you don't hit him, believe it or not, I will hit you? Hurry up, I'm waiting for the second trip!"
The officer saw the drivers pulling the telegraph poles jumping off the tractors one after another, waving the handle and preparing to fight. He quickly called to the police driver, "Get over there!"
The driver of the police car immediately sounded the siren, stepped on the accelerator, and drove forward with his eyes closed.
Fortunately, the garbage truck turned into the wheat field on the left. Although it was cursing, it did not stop.
The officer got out of the car and got into the passenger seat again. When he looked up, he found that after a dozen garbage trucks passed by, the front turned into endless sand and gravel trucks.
We must continue to move forward.
Then I closed my eyes and opened them, and I arrived at the Buddha Temple.
Then while we were having lunch, the wheel was gone.
He also called the police and was arrested.
…
brick kiln.
Yu Yang sent away the director and officers of the Shiliying Police Station, and not long after returning to the office, he welcomed the county military officer.
Yu Yang still respected this uncle who had helped him and gave him a kind word.
It happened to be noon, and a table was immediately set up.
Fried eggs with leeks, fried river shrimps with leeks, fried tofu with leeks, fried bean sprouts with leeks, fried potatoes with leeks, fried dumplings with leeks, fried leeks boxes, fried leeks pot stickers...
Colonel Zhou's expression was strange, but he didn't say much, "Xiao Yu, no matter what difficulties you encounter, as long as you understand the essence of what I said, no one can touch you."
"Understood, in addition to launching four new businesses, I also plan to contract all 300,000 acres of land in Hangai Township and Buddha Temple."
"Although I don't recommend eating a big fat meal in one sitting, it seems that there is no choice at the moment."
"Yes, kill Lao Sun."
Colonel Zhou took a sip of wine and shook his head, "The influence is too big. Besides, business should be done openly and openly. At least no authority should be left behind. Otherwise, it will be a big trouble in the future, just like the old Dong...sigh."
"Let's talk?"
"It's not a secret. He joined the team in your village. He was valued by the old party secretary and was recommended to the village."
"He also served in the Shili Camp?"
"Not only did I hold office, I also became the township secretary. At that time, even if a commune was formed in Shiliying, they were still too poor to get rid of the pot. They had to rely on dried sweet potatoes to survive. After all, there had been natural disasters for many years..."
Colonel Zhou lit a cigarette and narrowed his eyes with a hint of memory: "In order to solve the problem of making a living, Old Dong walked around and persuaded my old leader to let the Shili Battalion move as many soldiers as they can."
"But people from all over the country were poor and wanted to join the army. In order to get the young people from Shili Camp to go out, Old Dong took the guys from the militia company and blew up the bridge in Xiaohu Town, which is also the bridge on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, overnight. "
"His original intention was that if the people of Xiaohu Town could not cross the river, they would not be able to test the troops, and they would lose a large group of competitors."
"But who would have thought that the mayor of Xiaohu Town had a private meeting with his concubine under the bridge in the middle of the night, and half of his life was lost, and his concubine died on the spot."
"Because the matter was quite complicated, the impact was not good, and the old Dong's abilities were really good, we finally dealt with it coldly and let it go." "This is not a secret. If someone targets the old Dong, this will be his most deadly point. ”
"Of course, Lao Dong has done a lot of bad things in order to make progress. He is not a good person."
"But in Tai City, Lao Dong is the only one who can protect you."
"Whether you are important in Lao Dong's heart depends on whether Sanyuan Agriculture can become the second Shouguang."
"On the contrary, the old director only looks at profits when doing things. If you lose your importance, Sanyuan Agriculture may become Dong Jian's industry."
Yu Yang nodded, and combined with his understanding of the Dong family and his son from another time and space, he finally understood why the current city manager killed the old Dong in tears after taking up an important position in Beijing.
Because Lao Dong was very capable and important, but he had to be killed.
In this way, the person who wants to kill Old Dong is not necessarily the city manager...
Suddenly, an elegiac couplet on the mourning hall of old Dong appeared in Yu Yang's mind.
‘Taishi without the old director is like a train without a locomotive. ’
The signature is the city manager.
Yu Yang's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, "I got distracted!"
"Um?"
"The city manager and the old director are in the same group."
"Nonsense, the two of them formed a team just to complement each other. One is cold-faced, and the other is red-faced. Old Dong's behavior is suitable for being cold-faced, and the remaining one is naturally red-faced. Of course, a person with a population of four to five million people In this city, the two people must have differences on certain decisions, but even if they are noisy, considering the overall situation, the two will only work together more closely instead of creating a gap, otherwise they will choose one or the other. "
"No wonder the city manager hasn't come to Shili Camp. He plans to wait until Old Dong can't stop it before he comes down."
Principal Zhou shrugged, "You should go to college and study more about politics."
"Politics in universities don't teach these things."
Although Yu Yang had contact with many senior executives in another time and space, and even had several encounters with several general managers of Dongshan Mansion, the contact was far from as deep as the one he has now.
Now take a closer look...
The water is really deep.
But the problem comes again.
Who wants to kill Lao Dong?
It can also force the current city manager to still send his old partner off personally after many years in an important position...
"Forget it, drink!"
Colonel Zhou took a sip from his cup and patted Yu Yang on the back with his other hand, "Don't be pressured. As long as you can do better, there will be a large group of people here to help you."
"for example?"
"Like shit, how could I know."
"Uncle Zhou, I suddenly discovered that sometimes what you say is very insightful, but sometimes what you say is very fart."
"Looking for a fight!"
After lunch until two o'clock in the afternoon, the person in charge of the county police system came over to take a look at the situation.
Yu Yang asked his sisters-in-law to add some vegetables and continue drinking.
The person in charge of the county police is a rough guy about forty years old. He is a retired cadre. His rank is similar to that of School Officer Zhou, but his qualifications are far inferior to that of School Officer Zhou.
"Why?" Yu Yang asked curiously as he watched the two of them exchange glasses.
Colonel Zhou smiled slightly, "Without it, I have been on the battlefield."
Then he thought of something and sighed again, "It's better not to go."
After saying that, he spilled the wine in the glass on the table.
"May our country, China, enjoy peace and prosperity!"
(End of chapter)