Regarding Chen Zizhou's death after falling off a cliff, all parties in the town and county officials were busy with gains, losses, and struggles. Che Zhengguo even laughed wildly at the misfortune. Only the young Wu Xuemei shed a few sad tears.
After all, they were destined peers. After this period of contact, Wu Xuemei had a deep love for Chen Zizhou in her heart, no matter in terms of appearance or work ability. Although it was also utilitarian, after receiving the bad news, she still quietly
The ground cried.
The next morning, in the district committee building, Cao He, the secretary of the district committee secretary, received a report from someone who was interested. He hurriedly opened the web page and browsed through it. He was frightened. Regarding Chen Zizhou, the driver Zhong Lin had mentioned it to him, although it was not confirmed.
, I already believed in my heart that Chen Zizhou was a distant relative of Secretary Zhao.
He did not dare to neglect, printed out two posts, quickly knocked on the door and walked into the office of the district party committee secretary. He probed with a heavy face: "Secretary Zhao, there is bad news about Chen Zizhou in Youzhou County. I think I should report it to Chen Zizhou in Youzhou County.
Can you report it?"
Zhao Zejiang was reviewing documents. When he heard that it was about Chen Zizhou, he raised his head slightly in surprise and asked, "Oh, does he have any bad news? You look like you are mourning for an heir. Just tell me if you have any situation. Don't look so ugly."
With trembling hands, Cao He handed over the materials in his hand and said as carefully as possible: "Secretary Zhao, these are two posts on the Youzhou County Forum. They say that Chen Zizhou has died heroically for road construction. Please take a look.
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"What did you say?" Zhao Zejiang stood up in shock, took the materials and looked at them quickly. After a while, his face became very stern and angry, and he said in a deep voice: "Go and call Zhong Lin over."
Zhong Lin is Zhao Zejiang's cousin and nephew. Normally, Cao He would be polite to him, but now he didn't dare to neglect him. He hurriedly invited Zhong Lin in, then closed the door and went out.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhong Lin asked in disbelief: "Cousin, is Chen Zizhou really dead? Let me call his number and see." After calling him, he couldn't get through as expected.
"Zhong Lin, look at this post. It says that Chen Zizhou was stuck with road construction funds and was forced to take the risk of digging bluegrass. You are familiar with him. Is this true?" Zhao Zejiang felt that he needed to clarify the matter.
Zhong Lin sighed: "It does happen. I know everything about his road construction. I talked to him on the phone the night before and he mentioned this to me. The 50,000 yuan subsidy promised by Zhou Wenping was not even
Here. Oh, what a good little brother, what a pity."
"Isn't the orchid grass worth only 10,000 yuan? Why did he think of digging orchid grass for money? Could it be that..." Zhao Zejiang suddenly remembered something and asked, "Last time you took the 10,000 yuan, what did he say?
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"No, he didn't say anything," Zhong Lin suddenly felt that this question was strange.
Zhao Zejiang shook his head and said to himself with a stern expression: "No, Chen Zizhou must be suspicious of orchid grass. Could it be that my cousin lied to me? If this is true, wouldn't Chen Zizhou be killed by me?"
"Cousin, are you saying that the orchid grass might be a rare species?" Zhong Lin finally understood.
"Yes, it's very possible. I must figure this out, otherwise I'll feel uneasy. Zhong Lin, go get ready. We'll go back to the city right away," Zhao Zejiang said.
Just as Zhong Lin left, secretary Cao He came in and reported: "Secretary Zhao, Secretary Li Ziguo of the Youzhou County Party Committee said that he wants to apologize to you, but he is already outside."
Zhao Zejiang seemed not to have heard. He packed his briefcase and said with a sullen face: "I have something urgent to go back to. You just stay in the area. If you need anything, call me."
After walking out of the office, Li Ziguo came up with a face full of regret: "Secretary Zhao, I failed to protect outstanding cadres. I am guilty. I come here to apologize to you."
Zhao Zejiang glanced at him and said coldly and angrily: "What a good thing your county has done! Let a college student village official take the responsibility of building roads alone, and force him to become a hero. What a generous thing you have done. What crime can you say?
?" After saying that, he dropped Li Ziguo and strode downstairs.
Listening to these words, Li Ziguo felt cold all over, and there were only two words left in his mind: "It's over!"
During this change of office, Zhao Zejiang is already a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the confirmed candidate for the Municipal Propaganda Department. I have always had a harmonious relationship with him. This time, I have a good chance of being promoted to the District as the Executive Deputy District Governor, but what happened is like this.
As long as Zhao Zejiang objects, his backers in the city may not be able to help.
Li Ziguo scolded Zhou Wenping's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart, and hurriedly reported to the district mayor Wen Xiaoming, and then to the city's backer, Deputy Mayor Li Yuantang, before hurried back to the county and took the organization department with him.
, the Propaganda Department, the Emergency Office and other people rushed to Chunjiang Town and made Chen Zizhou's mourning hall very solemn and grand.
People outside were busy, but what kind of situation was Chen Zizhou in the cave at this time? Was he frozen to death, or was he burned to death by the fire dragon?