() Xiang Tianliang looked back and saw that at some point, Li Wenrui was standing behind him.

He was panicked and stood up to dawn while cleaning up the "inappropriate parts" on his body.

Li Wenrui had a calm face, stared at Xiang Tianliang, and walked towards the study without saying a word.

Xiang Tianliang felt relieved. No, did the old man discover a scene under the table?

With a tough bullet, Xiang Tianliang followed into the study.

Secretary Mo Kaicai also came in, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

Li Wenrui sat down, lit a cigarette, "Kaicai, talk to Xiaoxiang."

"Xiao Xiang, this is a fax just received by the Provincial Party Committee Office. It was sent by your Qinghe Municipal Party Committee. At around 4:30 this afternoon, Qiao Anping, deputy director of the Qinghe Municipal Finance Bureau, suddenly jumped from the eighth floor of the zhengfu building of the municipal party committee compound after attending the mayor's office meeting."

"Qiao Anping, I know him." Xiang Tianliang said in surprise.

Li Wenrui said, "You are friends."

Shaking his head, he said to Tianliang: "We met when we were studying at the Municipal Party School. At that time, he was also the director of the Municipal Finance Bureau Office."

"How is the person?" Li Wenrui asked casually.

"I didn't have a deep impression, but in his major, he should be considered a young talent and a young cadre focused on training by the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department."

"It's a pity that he's dead." Li Wenrui's voice was a little cold.

Xiang Tianliang looked at Mo Kaicai, "Secretary General Mo, why did Qiao Anping commit suicide?"

"The details were not mentioned in the fax." Mo Kaicai said.

Xiang Tianliang muttered in his heart, is it that a small deputy director-level official who attracted so much attention from the provincial party secretary?

Mo Kaicai's words quickly solved Xiang Tianliang's question, "This Qiao Anping is the nephew of the former Minister of Finance. Only a few leaders know about his identity. However, the old minister of the capital city knew about what happened at 4:30. Secretary Li only now knows that the old minister called from the capital just now, which made Secretary Li very passive."

Li Wenrui frowned and kept smoking.

Xiang Tianliang accompanied him to ask carefully: "Who knows Qiao Anping's identity in Qinghe City?"

Mo Kaicai said: "There are only three, Liu Rujian, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, Gao Yao, and Fang Yingde, Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee. Of course, Qiao Anping may also tell others about his identity during his lifetime."

Xiang Tianliang stood up, "Secretary, please give me instructions."

"Smart." Li Wenrui praised.

Mo Kaicai said, "Xiao Xiang, the secretary wants to send you to Qinghe."

"And you set off right away." Li Wenrui added.

Xiang Tianliang did not hesitate, "I can hurry over immediately."

Mo Kaicai continued to instruct, "You must go there quietly first and grasp the real reason for Qiao Anping's suicide as quickly as possible."

"Where is my identity?" Xiang Tianliang asked.

Li Wenrui opened the drawer and took out a small blue book, "When you think it is necessary, or if someone stops you, you can show this book. At this time, your identity will be my personal representative. Remember, it is valid in Dongjiang Province, and I hope you don't need it."

After taking the small blue book, Xiang Tianliang solemnly put it in his pocket, "Please rest assured, Secretary, I promise to complete the task."

Li Wenrui personally sent Xiangtian out.

"Xiao Xiang, I'm sorry for you. After you complete this task, you can go back to Binhai County directly, but the Organization Department doesn't even have time to hold a farewell party."

"Secretary, you know me. I don't like the one on the scene."

"Yes." Walking to the door, Li Wenrui slowed down and pointed to the direction of Coco Lee and his daughter and asked, "What should they do?"

Xiang Tianliang was stunned, "What...what should I do."

Li Wenrui smiled and said, "I heard from Chen Tielong that your psychotherapy is very effective for Coco Lee, but this is just the beginning. To completely cure Coco Lee's mental illness, it is necessary to continue treatment, so, so I decided that I will not interfere with their affairs and let them decide for themselves."

Xiang Tianliang thought to himself, does it seem a bit strange to listen to the old man's tone?

"Secretary, I'll see...I'll see..."

Li Wenrui waved his hand and interrupted Xiang Tianliang's words, "Let's not mention this matter for now, concentrate on your work. Minister Gao, I will explain it to you."

"Please rest assured that I will report to you any time after I arrive in Qinghe."

Li Wenrui stopped and looked at Xiang Tianliang and said, "In this world, there are two logics, one is logic, and the other is our country's logic. In our country, the biggest enemy of logic is precisely our country's logic, because strictly speaking, the latter is not worthy of being called logic. In fact, it is anti-logic, which has defiled the name of logic. So, what is the logic of our country? First, just ask attitudes, not facts, two, just ask motivations, not right and wrong, three, only ask closeness and alienation in everything, not reason... The first representation of our country's logic is the so-called national conditions theory, that is, use national conditions to defend all the crux of our country and whitewash all sins. I personally think that we criticized two things more than ten years ago, but now we have to criticize two fallacies.

, that is, stability overwhelms everything, the special theory of our country's situation... Of course, our country naturally has its own national conditions and its own characteristics, which determines that we cannot be dogmatic and cannot pursue the use of the ideology. However, our country's national conditions and characteristics should not be an excuse to prevent us from using the truth. In the words of a gentleman, if the truth is not in line with the national conditions, then what needs to be changed is the national conditions, not the truth. The national conditions must be suitable for the truth, not the truth must be suitable for the national conditions. Unfortunately, for those who stick to our logic, these words are never very popular. In their eyes, the haze of national conditions blocks the view of the truth, and can only cherish the things in front of us, national conditions, such as corruption, autocracy, that is, existence, existence is reasonable... The second symbol of our country's logic

It is dialectics. It is like a glue and paint, and it is both inside and outside. Dialectics provides a tool for argumentation for the theory of national conditions. Even if the national conditions are not good, dialectics always have a good side. The theory of national conditions creates a context for operation for dialectics. In short, the role of dialectics is to make up the paste and cover up the fig leaf. Its biggest harm lies in confusing right and wrong good and evil, because once dialectics becomes dialectic, there is wrong in right and wrong, there is right in wrong, there is evil in good, there is good in evil, and there is good in evil... For example, using dialectics to examine the official's **, although it is illegal, it lubricates the system and improves the efficiency of work. It is not all bad... The third representation of our logic is to punish the heart, that is, to only ask about the motivation, not the right and wrong, you must know that the heart is the heart, and the motivation is the motivation, just in

Unpredictable, of course, this is not a unique disease of our country's logic, but it is particularly toxic in our country. When you criticize a comrade, his supporters will immediately step forward to siege and ask you what motives are, whether you are jealous, whether you take the opportunity to hype, and then rise to personality issues, and standpoint issues... No matter what reason or fact or position, the result can only be that each person has his own opinions. The cracks between the two sides are getting deeper and deeper, and the possibility of reaching consensus is getting weaker and weaker... The fourth representation of our country's logic is to be attached to the confusion, from confusing public and private, confusing morality and system, to confusing right and wrong, confusing good and evil..."

A long and long speech, and the clouds and mountains were covered with mist when I heard it at dawn.

"Secretary, you, what you said...I, I don't understand."

After patting Xiang Tianliang's shoulder, Li Wenrui smiled and said, "It's okay. I heard that you have a strong memory. Remember it first and understand it slowly in the future."

"Secretary, I'm leaving."

"Well, let Tielong give you a ride." Li Wenrui waved.

Although she felt a little melancholy, Xiang Tianliang still got into the car, which was equivalent to leaving the women without saying goodbye. It was really too hasty.

Is it necessary to do this? Xiang Tianliang is confused.

Chen Tielong drove Xiang Tianliang.

"Brother Chen, I won't lend me that military off-road vehicle."

"No, that military off-road vehicle is too big." Chen Tielong said with a smile, "After you set off, I will help you create illusions so that others can think you are still in Yunzhou."

"Can't I take my things away?"

"No." Chen Tielong said.

"Oh My God."

Chen Tielong smiled and said, "I have been to your room at the provincial party committee guesthouse. What are you doing? Just a few torn clothes."

"You drive me there."

Chen Tielong was very happy, "You think so beautifully, 0001, this is the provincial party secretary's car, do you dare to ride it?"

Xiang Tianliang shook his head and said, "Is it necessary to be so nervous and mysterious?"

"Brother, don't underestimate this."

Xiang Tianliang disagreed, "Isn't it just a second-generation official?"

"That Qiao Anping is not only the nephew of the old minister, but it is actually very not simple. There are so many names inside. You will know when you arrive in Qinghe."

He smiled and said to Tianliang: "The secretary arrested me for the bad guy, this bad guy is really good."

"Haha, you've thought of something wonderful." Chen Tielong asked with a smile.

Xiang Tianliang smiled and said, "The private representative of the provincial party secretary, how loud this sign is. Let's see if they dare to bully me again in the future."

"Bullying you, haha, it's almost the same for you to bully them." Chen Tielong laughed.

"Haha... I don't know what to say when I see my friend when I go back this time."

Chen Tielong said: "It's better not to see them before you do this."

"They, who are they?" Xiang Tianliang asked.

"The three horses of Qinghe are Liu Rujian, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, Mayor Gao Yao and Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Fang Yingde."

"I understand a little." Xiang Tianliang nodded, "But, this may be a bit difficult."

Chen Tielong braked the car, "Brother, it is very important to find out who led the news of Qiao Anping's death to the capital first."

A black Santana car parked on the side of the road not far ahead.

"That was prepared for me."

"Well, there's something you need in the car."

"Then, I'm leaving"

"I wish you a good journey."

The two right hands were held together.

A brief silence.
Chapter completed!