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Yulin Municipal Government Building, Mayor's Office.

Sun Guowei was half lying on the sofa, holding a water cup, and looking at the flat-screen TV on the wall opposite.

The city TV station is live broadcasting the incident of Pingchuan County farmers blocking the county government.

Looking at Zhao Changgui in a messy scene, Sun Guowei was filled with joy. He said to himself: "Zhao Changgui, Zhao Changgui, I will tell you to show off again. This time I see how you are still showing off. The boy is incompetent to learn from Houyi and shoots a hen with a slingshot. Who do you think you are? He dares to provoke the Xiang family in the capital. The Xiang family is the shining sun, a golden crow, not a hen. He is so proud, he is not capable this time. Wait until he handed over the seal and get out."

Municipal Party Committee Secretary Qian Zhiguang said just now that when the live broadcast ends, the Municipal Party Committee will hold a standing committee meeting soon, and the notice has been sent.

Sun Guowei seemed to feel that he had sat in the small conference room of the municipal party committee, with his arms in front of him. Everyone raised their hands to vote and agreed to let Zhao Changqi get out.

As the director of this drama, Sun Guowei feels very proud, feels that he has not let down Xiang Kuiyang's trust, and feels that he is a director very competent.

Sun Guowei wanted to watch and drank big tea, but as he looked, the guy's eyes suddenly became wider and wider, and the bumps on his forehead were also squeezed and bigger.

"How did this bastard Zhou Jiahui act? Why didn't he follow the script?" Sun Guowei felt that he was insulted as the director.

When he saw the farmers surrounding every reporter and rushing to tell the story, Sun Guowei suddenly remembered an old saying in his mind: shoot himself in the foot.

Sun Guowei could imagine that through the propaganda of those breeders, Zhao Changqi had changed from a corrupt official to a clean official, from a devil to an angel, an angel who was devoted to the people and was selfless. The reporters who originally invited him to smear Zhao Changqi in public opinion also became the pioneers in promoting Zhao Changqi's selflessness.

Even if those reporters did not forget Sun Guowei's original meaning, they would no longer report the incident according to Sun Guowei's original intention. After all, they could not tell lies with their eyes open.

When Sun Guowei saw the farmers evacuate quickly, his anger could no longer be suppressed. He suddenly raised the water cup in his hand and fell to the ground with a click.

It was not until the crisp "click" sound disappeared in Sun Guowei's ear that Sun Guowei suddenly remembered that since he came to Yulin City to take office, he seemed to have broken several cups, and this seemed to be the third one.

Alas. I have been in office for so long and haven’t learned other abilities well, so the ability to throw a cup is invincible in the world.

Sun Guowei knew that his conspiracy had failed again. He was defeated by Zhao Changqi's sincerity, frankness, and seriousness.

It should be said that although the old lady was a foolish and shameless and vulgar man, it has to be said that this was a vicious plan, and the development of the matter was under his control from beginning to end.

Bad things are bad in the last moment. He didn't expect that he would not even take it seriously in his office. Zhao Changqiu, who dared to slap the table with him, would be so arrogant this time. Facing those farmers who were out of control of their emotions, he couldn't fight back or scold him.

However, when Sun Dazhuang remembered Zhao Changliu, his beating heart gradually calmed down.

"Being a person should be like Zhao Changgu. I just did what I should do, why should I be afraid? The person who made the mistake now is Zhou Jiahui, and he should be the one who is afraid and nervous."

When Sun Dazhuang thought this way, Zhou Jiahui had already stepped beside him and asked with a smile: "Old classmate, I was in the car just now, County Magistrate Zhao didn't ask you anything."

Zhou Jiahui had the last glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Sun Dazhuang would have a little bit of backbone, but after hearing Sun Dazhuang's words, he almost vomited blood.
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