After ten o'clock in the evening, a special plane from Kyoto slowly landed at Xiyang International Airport in Southwest China.

Immediately afterwards, eight mysterious men in black quietly walked out of the plane and disappeared into this not-so-busy provincial capital city.

The arrival of these eight people brought a nightmare, even a disaster, to many senior officials in this southwestern province.

At this moment, it seemed that the sky in the southwestern province became darker and darker.

Han Yongren had just gotten off work at this time. He opened the window in the residential area of ​​​​the provincial party committee compound and saw that the sky in the southwestern province was gloomy, just like his face.

At this moment, Han Yongren's right eyelid twitched slightly.

Han Yongren rubbed his twitching right eye with his hand, smiled faintly, and said to himself: "There is a saying among the people that when the left eye twitches, wealth will tuck and the right eye will tuck disaster. If my right eye twitches, will there be disaster? If so.

If so, it would be a joke. I, Han Yongren, turn my hands into clouds and rain in this southwest province. Even the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee has to show me three points of courtesy. I am the only one who brings disaster to others. I just don’t know.

What unlucky thing will cause disaster?"

After thinking for a while, a person's name "Lin Xiaowen" appeared in Han Yongren's mind.

"Is it him?" Han Yongren smiled bitterly and shook his head.

In his view, Lin Xiaowen was just a small figure, a department-level cadre. Compared with him, a senior official at the provincial and ministerial levels, he was nothing more than a shrimp and an elephant.

Han Yongren indeed has the qualifications to despise Lin Xiaowen.

At least in terms of level, that's the case.

And if it weren't for his nephew Song Jiang's request, Han Yongren really wouldn't take Lin Xiaowen seriously, let alone trouble that kid. The level is too low and he has no interest, okay!

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The next day!

The sky is clear and cloudless.

The sun shone down, covering the entire Shanyang County, covering this small county town with a layer of light gold.

This morning, the County Commission for Discipline Inspection office welcomed another person.

This person was not a civil servant, but he had some contact with Lin Xiaowen.

"What are you here for?"

Long Jiang blocked him at the door and said coldly.

"Haha, I came to see Lin Xiaowen and bought him breakfast."

The person who came was none other than Song Jiang.

Long Jiang's eyes turned and fell on Song Jiang's hand. He saw that the other party's hand was holding milk and bread.

He really looked like he was here to deliver breakfast.

When Long Jiang saw this, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "It's really a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken. It's not so kind!"

If Song Jiang was really so kind, then the sow would be able to climb the tree.

"What? You won't let me in?"

Song Jiang smiled and said again.

Long Jiang thought for a moment, then turned sideways and made way.

"Thanks!"

Song Jiang smiled, then opened the door and walked in.

According to the rules, Long Jiang had enough reasons to refuse Song Jiang's entry, but after thinking about it for a while, he let him go. He also wanted to know what other purpose Song Jiang had for coming here this morning besides delivering breakfast.

Lin Xiaowen is doing push-ups.

After Song Jiang entered the door, he saw this scene, and immediately sneered: "It's so exciting! He is about to die, but he still has time to exercise. Should I say that this kid is stupid and strong, or stupid and strong? Or stupid

,force……"

Lin Xiaowen did a few push-ups, and then saw Song Jiang walking in. He turned over, stood up, looked at Song Jiang with a smile, and said, "Hey! What kind of wind is this that brings you here?"

Song Jiang put breakfast on the table, then sat down carelessly, looked at Lin Xiaowen, and said, "It was the west wind that brought me here."

The implication of West Wind was to send Lin Xiaowen to the west, but Lin Xiaowen didn't hear it.

"Oh! It seems you are still a Feng Shui expert!" Lin Xiaowen smiled and said.

"This is the breakfast I bought for you when I came over."

With that said, Song Jiang pushed the breakfast over and looked at Lin Xiaowen lightly.

Lin Xiaowen took the breakfast and looked at it. Milk and bread were pretty good.

So Lin Xiaowen opened the bag and began to eat and drink without ceremony.

This action surprised Song Jiang.

He originally thought that Lin Xiaowen would smash the breakfast he bought on the ground in a very personal way, and then say a few words of courage.

But I didn't expect that this kid would accept it without saying a word, and he even looked like he was enjoying the meal.

Damn it! This script is illogical!

Song Jiang just stared at Lin Xiaowen eating breakfast, a little speechless.

Three minutes later, Lin Xiaowen solved the problem.

“This breakfast is good.”

Lin Xiaowen raised his head, licked his mouth, and said with a smile.

"I thought you wouldn't eat what I bought!"

Song Jiang's face twitched slightly and he said with a smile.

"Haha, how could it be? I just don't like you as a person, but that doesn't mean I don't like milk and bread. I've always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges."

Lin Xiaowen laughed happily.

This answer made Song Jiang feel very hurt. He felt that the money for breakfast was a bit unfairly spent.

"However, when you came here this morning, you didn't just bring me breakfast, right?" Lin Xiaowen said again.

"Of course, I came this morning just to see you." Song Jiang smiled and said: "Look at you, such an incompetent person. I can tell you the truth, at most tomorrow, you will be handed over to the court. If you don't have ten years

If you are sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment, I will take your last name."

"No, no, no, I don't want you to have my last name. It's simply an insult to me!"

Lin Xiaowen shook his head repeatedly, saying that Song Jiang's proposal was really inappropriate.

"Fuck! You kid, you're still as crazy as ever!"

Hearing this, Song Jiang became furious and slapped the table hard with a loud bang.

"Well, I have always been very low-key." Lin Xiaowen said helplessly: "This is not crazy, okay? If I become crazy, I'm afraid you won't have the courage to talk to me."

Song Jiang laughed angrily and said: "You have such a tough mouth. Let me see how long you can keep it. I'm not afraid to tell you who is behind me..."

"Wait a minute, you don't have to tell me, I already knew it, isn't it the Governor Han Yongren!"

Lin Xiaowen interrupted the other party.

"It would be best if you knew. Do you think you can resist the decision of a big provincial governor?" Song Jiang said in a proud tone.

"This really scares me to death."

Lin Xiaowen said with a "I'm scared" expression.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. When you enter the court tomorrow, I will come to see you in person. But you are very lucky. The court will try you in advance for your sake, and you can go to labor reform in the afternoon.

Then Li Haiyan, she will eventually be my woman, and this is what you will get for being my love rival."

After saying these words, Song Jiang stood up, triumphant, with a cold look on his face.

He was as proud as a victorious rooster.

Lin Xiaowen smiled lightly and said, "It's up to you!"

Just kidding, I was frightened when I was growing up. It’s too early for anyone to go to jail!

Lin Xiaowen did not tell Song Jiang that the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China in Kyoto had already arrived, and Han Yongren had become a clay bodhisattva. Whether he could protect himself or not was a matter of debate!

What's ridiculous is that this ignorant Song Jiang actually had time to come here to show off his superiority.

Damn it, this guy feels really good about himself!

"And Lin Xiaowen, do you think your recording is useful? I tell you, it's useless. I can say that you made a fake recording. Hehe, you want to overturn the situation in my hands. What a dream!" Song Jiang immediately said.

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"It's up to you." Lin Xiaowen grinned and repeated.

Song Jiang snorted coldly, flicked his hand, and rushed out of the door.

It was originally intended to humiliate and break Lin Xiaowen's spirit, but it did not achieve the expected effect. Instead, it made him angry. This was something Song Jiang did not expect.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Xiaowen should be humble and lifeless in such a situation, but unexpectedly, that kid turned out to be lively and energetic. He didn't look like a prisoner in custody at all, but more like he was on vacation.
To be continued...