Not only was there pain, but there was also white mucus flowing out.

What's going on?

Li Yuanlang examined it carefully and his mind quickly became active.

At this time, Wang Jinrui reminded in a low voice outside the door, "Secretary Li, Mayor Zou is here."

Li Yuanlang put on his pants and came out. Zou Shengxuan was waiting for him.

Without shaking hands, Li Yuanlang made a gesture of invitation and sat on the sofa with Zou Shengxuan to talk.

Zou Shengxuan first reported to him the progress of negotiations between the municipal government and Liao Group.

After Shao Qizi's withdrawal, the Liao Group was the sole acquirer. In addition, there had been previous contacts, so the negotiations went very smoothly.

The relevant details have been basically finalized and we are waiting for the city leader, Li Yuanlang, to make the final decision.

"Just follow this plan." Li Yuanlang expressed his attitude after reading the contents of the contract.

All the terms originally promised by Liao Group have been implemented. The most important thing is that the placement problem of Yuehua Group's 10,000 employees has been properly resolved.

After much calculation, it has been more than ten days since this matter was resolved. If it is not resolved, it will be difficult to explain it to the provincial party committee and 10,000 employees.

Zou Shengxuan naturally had no objection, but he had a different interpretation on the issue of Sansheng Sect.

"Secretary Li, we must be more cautious in handling this matter. The Sansheng Sect is just a religious organization. It has been established on the Bay Island for eight years and has not shown any behavior or actions against the government.

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"Its purpose is to advocate 'benevolence and perfection', just like other religions. It just provides new faith choices to more people. Are we making a fuss out of a molehill?"

"Besides, the Sansheng Cult originated from Wan Dao, and many of the family members of the Wan merchants in Ruozhou also believe in this religion. If we launch an investigation into the Sansheng Cult, it will easily arouse criticism from the Wan merchants and cause problems for our government departments.

No trust.”

"Gulf merchants account for a large proportion of Ruozhou's economy. The overall development of Ruozhou in recent years is inseparable from the contribution of Gulf merchants. Therefore, Secretary Li please think twice about this matter."

Li Yuanlang said: "I have considered the situation you mentioned. I have done special research on the Three Lives Teachings. Under the banner of benevolence and charity, they promote Western democratic values, which is contrary to our country. It is a typical concept of sneaking.

, a fish’s eyes mixed with pearls.”

"In the field of ideology, we do not allow for the slightest laxity. We must prepare for rainy days, take precautions, and be aware of dangers. I have instructed the Municipal Party Committee's United Front Work Department, Propaganda Department, Political and Legal Affairs Committee and other departments to form a joint investigation team to investigate the Sansei Cult."

"We will also hold a special meeting to invite experts and scholars in this field to conduct an in-depth analysis of the Three Lives Teachings."

When Zou Shengxuan heard what Li Yuanlang said, he sighed: "Since you have decided, I reserve my opinion."

For some reason, Li Yuanlang felt his lower abdomen bulging. He made a pause gesture and walked into the bathroom again for convenience.

It hurt again. I looked closely and found that the mucus was flowing out more than before, accompanied by an unpleasant smell.

What's going on? He had to pay attention.

In the afternoon of that day, a special meeting of the Sansheng Sect was held, and Li Yuanlang was the last one to walk into the venue.

More than 20 people, including members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, several deputy mayors, professors from Ruozhou University, Master Jue'an, president of the Buddhist Association, and heads of the Religious Affairs Bureau, have already taken their places.

When Li Yuanlang walked to his seat, he nodded and greeted the invited experts and scholars.

After sitting down, United Front Minister Lian Yun made his opening remarks.

Then, the experts and scholars present held academic discussions and expressed their respective opinions around the doctrinal purpose of Sansheng Sect.

Li Yuanlang opened his notebook and took notes with great interest.

It was Li Yuanlang who advocated this discussion on the Sansei Religion.

After listening to the opinions and views of experts and scholars, Li Yuanlang made a concluding speech.

It simply emphasizes the existing problems of Sansei Religion, gives an in-depth explanation of this aspect, and makes specific arrangements.

After the meeting, Li Yuanlang talked to Zou Shengxuan and Huang Zhongli respectively, saying that New Year's Day was approaching and he would return to Chuzhong City a few days in advance.

The municipal government is headed by Zou Shengxuan, and the municipal committee is under the supervision of Huang Zhongli.

Afterwards, Li Yuanlang drove straight to Minchuan.

Regarding Li Yuanlang's sudden decision, Zou Shengxuan and Huang Zhongli had different thoughts, but they both had a common question.

Why did Li Yuanlang suddenly return to Chuzhong?

The news that the municipal party secretary had left Ruozhou a week in advance spread like wildfire.

That night, Aimingao suddenly received a call from Huo Xing'an.

"Ming Gao, where are you?"

"I went to do something, and I'm on my way back." Aimingao replied.

"How long until we get to Ruozhou?" Huo Xing'an asked again.

"Almost half an hour. Secretary Huo, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I have nothing to do and wanted to talk to you."

"You tell me the place, I'll get there as soon as possible." Ai Mingao was happy.

Forty minutes later, Aimingao parked the car in front of a private restaurant in the city.

This private restaurant has no signboard and is located deep in a small alley.

Ai Mingao locked the car and not far into the alley, he saw a half-open black door.

Walking into the spacious and tidy courtyard, Huo Xing'an's secretary came forward and led Aimingao around a few turns, stopping at a door and signaling that this was where he was.

After meeting, Huo Xing'an said meaningfully: "Ming Gao, seeing how you are so tired, I feel so sorry for you."

Ai Minggao was stunned, "Secretary Huo, what do you mean..."

"You sit down first." Huo Xing'an pointed to the chair next to him.

After sitting down, Huo Xing'an handed Aimingao a cigarette and said with emotion: "I got the news that Secretary Li did not go through Ruozhou Airport when he returned to Chuzhong this time, but took a detour to Minchuan."

"Ming Gao, you and I have a good relationship. Let me give you a solid background. I'm afraid Secretary Li will go to the province for activities and wants to remove you and arrange for you to be the director of the Municipal People's Congress General Office."

Ai Ming's hand couldn't help but tremble, and he looked at Huo Xing'an with wide eyes in horror.

"Thank you for trying your best, but Secretary Li caught you all off guard. Ming Gao, you have to find a way to deal with it, otherwise you will have no chance."

When Huo Xing'an said these words, his eyes were fixed on Aimingao's face.

After a long while, Ai Minggao regained his composure and sighed helplessly, "As you know, when I was transferred to Ruozhou, it was my old leader Shangguan Yunan who helped me."

"After his accident, it was not easy for me to stay in the position of Midong District Party Committee Secretary. I had no connections in the province, and if I had, I would not have wasted three years in my current position. I thought that Li Yuanlang would be transferred here

, I can be successful. I never want to... ugh!"

What Aimingao said was true, and Huo Xing'an understood his difficulties.

"I want to help you, but I can't do anything. However, I do have a way to show you."

"Please tell me." Ai Mingao leaned towards Huo Xing'an involuntarily.

"You go find Mr. Liao."

"Liao Youzhi?"

Huo Xing'an nodded, "Dr. Liao has been doing business in Ruozhou for so many years. He has a broad path and a wide network of contacts. You can give it a try. If you succeed, give it a try."

Aimingao was silent.

When he got home, he sat in his study and smoked cigarettes one after another.

His wife Song Yunhui, who had just come back from outside, pushed open the study door, covered her nose and waved her hands vigorously, "How many cigarettes have you smoked? The house is almost set on fire for you."

Ai Mingao stubbed out half of the cigarette butt in the ashtray, crossed his hands together, hugged the back of his head, looked at the ceiling and murmured to himself: "Yunhui, I'm at a crossroads, what do you think I should do?"

When Song Yunhui saw that her husband was in a bad mood, she sat next to him and asked nervously: "Tell me, what's going on?"

So Ai Mingao kept his story short and recounted the content of his meeting with Huo Xing'an.

"Li Yuanlang wants to transfer you to the National People's Congress?"

Everyone knows that without part-time National People's Congress positions, it is basically a sign of idleness and relegation to the second line.

Ruozhou City is a sub-provincial city, and the Municipal People's Congress General Office has a deputy department-level structure.

Once Aimingao takes up this position, his rank will not change, but his status will.

He serves as the secretary of Midong District. He has great power and can tell the truth.

But if you go to the Municipal People's Congress, the general office is basically a job of serving people. You do a lot of work, but you can't see any results.

The most important thing is that he is only forty-five years old, which is the golden age for starting a career.

Retreating to the second line so early will waste more than ten years.

The blow was indeed too great.

"Ming Gao." Song Yunhui's eyes burned, and she grabbed Ai Ming Gao's arm, her eyes sparkling, "What should we do? Do we really admit it?"

Aimingao didn't say anything, and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table. This time, Song Yunhui didn't stop him. Instead, he took the lighter and clicked it. The light of the fire flickered on Aimingao's face.

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Chapter completed!