Li Yuanlang nodded, indicating that he understood.

Zou Shengxuan, who was sitting next to him, asked curiously in a low voice.

"Someone posted the picture of you picking me up at the airport last night on the Internet. The title was 'What a huge formation'."

Zou Shengxuan frowned and muttered: "Nowadays, the Internet has quickly become a lawless place. Each person has a mobile phone, takes pictures and sends them out, regardless of the intricacies. In order to attract attention, he does whatever he wants."

"The city leader's motorcade did not implement traffic control, nor did it affect other people's travels. It caused trouble over nothing."

Li Yuanlang listened to Zou Shengxuan's complaint with a sideways expression, and responded: "So, we must pay special attention in the future and try not to do this to avoid trouble."

"I think that this time you represented the Municipal Party Committee to attend the farewell of Comrade Han Qi's body, and you were lucky enough to be close to Comrade Jinfeng. Secretary Li, Comrade Jinfeng worked in Ruozhou for seven years. Our achievements today are inseparable from his foresight."

Zou Shengxuan said with emotion: "It is a pity that Comrade Jinfeng has not returned to Ruozhou once since he took office."

Li Yuanlang said with emotion: "With Governor Lian here, Comrade Jinfeng is very relieved."

This sentence is a pun, and the implication is that Lian Mingyu is the acting governor of Minzhong, so how can Yu Jinfeng come here.

It is easy to give the outside world the illusion that he is standing up for Lian Mingyu.

"Indeed." Zou Shengxuan leaned back, "Secretary Li should consider everything comprehensively. I'm far behind you."

Li Yuanlang said nothing, his eyes fixed on the huge screen in front of him.

At ten o'clock in the morning, a memorial meeting for Comrade Zhang Hanqi was held in the auditorium.

The venue was solemn and solemn, and everyone looked downcast.

The stage has a silver-gray background color, and a banner with white characters on a black background hangs above the stage entrance: Memorial Meeting for Comrade Zhang Hanqi.

In the middle hangs a huge color portrait of Comrade Zhang Hanqi.

Zhang Hanqi's urn is placed among the flowers and cypresses in front of the portrait.

The urn is covered with a bright red party flag.

Flower baskets presented by Zhang Hanqi's children were placed in front of Zhang Hanqi's urn.

Six men stood with guns, guarding both sides.

Yu Jinfeng, Yan Huiguang, Wang Minghong, Shang Tianhe, Lin Weikuan, Du Xuanze, Feng Tao and others stood in the front row.

The memorial service began, and everyone stood in silence for three minutes.

As the low mournful music sounded, Li Yuanlang led all the people to stand up, facing the huge screen, and all bowed their heads in silence.

The cameraman held up the camera and took pictures one by one in front of the municipal party committee leaders in the first row.

At the same time, outside the Ruozhou Municipal Party Committee building, the flag was lowered at half-mast and fluttered in the wind.

Car horns sounded at all intersections and streets.

On the giant TV screen in the downtown area, pedestrians stopped to watch and couldn't help but stand in silence.

After the moment of silence, the majestic national anthem was played.

Later, in a solemn atmosphere, Yu Jinfeng delivered a eulogy.

He spoke highly of Comrade Zhang Hanqi's magnificent life, which was devoted to the party and the country and devoted all his energy.

He also stated that he would inherit Comrade Zhang Hanqi's legacy, work hard and seize every day to make the country stronger and the people's living standards more prosperous.

Finally, with the music of the Internationale, the memorial service ended.

The entire conference lasted about an hour.

Li Yuanlang and all the staff were standing.

Until the TV signal switched to the live broadcast room, Li Yuanlang and Zou Shengxuan led the Ruozhou Municipal Party Committee and city government officials and slowly walked out of the conference room.

After Zou Shengxuan came out, he returned directly to the city hall.

Huang Zhongli and Li Yuanlang happened to be walking together, and they were talking while walking.

"Secretary Li, how do you feel about this trip to the capital?" Huang Zhongli asked.

"Comrade Han Qi was upright and upright, kept his funeral simple and did not leave ashes. This is worth learning from."

Huang Zhongli sighed, "The older comrades of their generation have experienced bullets and hail of blood, and their spirit and integrity cannot be imitated by those of us who are the younger generation."

Changing the topic, Huang Zhongli added: "Secretary Li has met many old comrades. It is a great honor for you to listen to their teachings in person. I envy you."

After saying that, he pointed ahead and said, "I'm here."

They each returned to the office. Li Yuanlang savored Huang Zhongli's inconsistent words and felt a different flavor.

When Lou Zhongshuang returned from the hospital, he did not report directly to Li Yuanlang, but knocked on the door of Cheng Yong's office.

"Secretary-General..." Lou Zhongshuang nodded and bowed, with a smile on his face.

Cheng Yong, who was writing with his head down, raised his eyes and glanced at him, asking angrily: "What did Mu Qingxue say?"

Lou Zhongshuang bent down slightly, "Mu Qingxue didn't say anything."

"Didn't you say?" Cheng Yong put down his pen, leaned back on the chair, touched his chin and thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Go and report to Secretary Li. Remember, what was going on at that time, including Mu Qingxue?

Expressions must be clearly stated, this is very important."

"Yes, I will definitely do it."

After Lou Zhongshuang left, Cheng Yong stood up, closed the door, walked back and forth in the office with his hands behind his back, and suddenly stopped.

He turned around and touched the cell phone on the table, pulled up a number and dialed it.

"Hello, hello, I'm Cheng Yong, I have something to report to you..."

It was almost noon, and the curtains in this person's room were still closed. Only a ray of sunlight penetrated through the gap in the curtains and spread on the big bed in the bedroom.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

There was a murmur on the phone. The man listened, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with interest: "Is there such a thing? It's funny. Is your Secretary Li okay with your pregnancy, or is he not interested in women at all?"

"

"It's too unkind to refuse a stunningly beautiful woman to serve him. What's more, the beautiful woman committed suicide over this matter and left a four-character suicide note saying 'beautiful and guilty'. I think there is something wrong in this."

"Cheng Yong, you need to check it carefully. This is called..."

"Her name is Mu Qingxue." Cheng Yong prompted hurriedly.

"Mu Qingxue chose to commit suicide only because Li Yuanlang refused to serve him. There were other reasons. This is very important."

The man lit a cigarette casually and took a few puffs. While enjoying the nicotine, a little light came out of his eyes.

"Okay, I'll execute it right away."

After hanging up the phone, the man leaned on the pillow and smoked cigarettes one after another.

Snap.

An arm as white and tender as a lotus root crossed over and rested on the man's chest.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of the woman next to him, and asked with a wicked smile: "Little goblin, did you not play enough last night and you want to play again?"

"No, I'm still sore all over..."

Ha ha!

The man laughed heartily, put out his cigarette, and hugged the woman tightly.

Three days later it was the weekend. Li Yuanlang woke up in the morning and made a phone call.

"Ming Gao, where have you been?"

The person who answered the phone was none other than Aimingao.

"Secretary Li, I'm on the side of a street away from the municipal party committee's residential area. I have a black Honda Accord with the license plate number..."

Li Yuanlang wrote it down.

In Ruozhou in early December, the highest temperature is about 20 degrees above zero and the lowest is only 10 degrees. You need to wear a jacket when going out.

Li Yuanlang put on a black jacket, turned up the collar, and put on a pair of glasses.

If you wear a pair of sunglasses, they will be too conspicuous and easily noticed by others.

He walked out of the door with his hands in his pockets and looked around, but no one was following him.

According to the positioning of Aiming Gaofa, I found the Accord car on the roadside, opened the door and got into the passenger seat.

"Secretary Li." Ai Mingao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, greeted.

"Thank you for having to drive for me during the big week."

"It's my honor." Aimingao half-joked.

He also told Li Yuanlang that the back seat of the car contained Ruozhou specialties.

Li Yuanlang turned around and took a look. The seats were all filled with everything from food to drink in Ruozhou.

"Not bad." Li Yuanlang took out a wad of cash and handed it over.

"Secretary Li, what are you doing?"
To be continued...