Chapter nine hundred and ninety seventh retelling the old (seeking the moon)
Looking at Bao Shida, Zhou Tongru had a hint of relief and guilt in her eyes. She had the ability of a secretary. If she hadn't been suppressing him here, she would have been in the position of a department-level leading cadre long ago.
"Shida, I have been wronged over the years." Zhou Tongru said to Bao Shida with a lot of emotion.
Bao Shida shook his head: "Secretary, I am still the orphan who has nowhere to go without you. It is my luck to do things for you."
Zhou Tongru sighed, looked at Zhou Huaian, and said in a deep voice: "You carried you Brother Bao some time ago and took someone to the municipal government to cause trouble?"
Zhou Huaian was stunned for a moment, nodded, just about to say something, but unexpectedly, Zhou Tongru raised her hand and slapped her in the face. The loud voice made people stunned.
Bang!
Covering his face, Zhou Huaian couldn't help but want to say something, but the old man's decades of deterrence was there, and he could only mutely say: "Dad, you..."
Zhou Tongru snorted coldly, looked at Zhou Huaian and said, "I beat you to give you a long memory. Where is the municipal government? It is a state organ, a place where you, an ordinary businessman, can cause trouble at will? Do you think Lu Rui is a fool, and you can't see the details of you, Zhou Huaian?"
Bao Shida, who was standing beside him, quickly advised: "Secretary, don't be angry, don't be angry."
As he said that, he winked at Zhou Huaian and signaled him to go out first.
Zhou Huaian suddenly became speechless. He naturally knew that his business was not done properly. If it weren't for my support, Lu Rui would have done it on the spot. He was also impulsive and used to being unscrupulous in Renqing City, so he naturally didn't have so many scruples, but he didn't expect that there were so many tricks.
Seeing his son leaving the room, Zhou Tongru sighed and said to Bao Shida: "Come on, Shida, let's have two drinks. I haven't had a drink with you for many years."
Bao Shida smiled: "Yes, you said at the beginning that you can't sleep all night without drinking."
Bao Shida has followed him for many years and naturally knows that his old leader is addicted to alcohol and is very good at drinking. However, since he reached the department level, he has been able to control his emotions and pain well. He is no longer as uncontrollable as before. He only thinks of drinking when he is worried.
Nodding gently, Bao Shida said to Zhou Tongru, "Okay, I'll call someone to get some dishes to deliver."
Waving his hand, Zhou Tongru said, "Where are there so many troubles? What kind of dishes are you going to find someone to get some peanuts. Well, there should be cooked food outside. Make a few chicken claws. Just to make it simple. We both go to the countryside like we used to drink some wine and chat."
Bao Shida nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange for the guesthouse people to do it now."
As he said that, he walked out of the room, took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Shida, are you done?" The voice of a woman was speaking, which sounded very nice, making people feel that blood could not help but rushing toward their heads.
Bao Shida shook his head: "How fast is it?"
The woman seemed very unhappy: "When will the above things be finished?"
If it were normal, Bao Shida would have laughed and teased her, "What, are you rushing to finish the above and want to do the following?" But now that his old leader is going to drink, Bao Shida naturally dared not say too much. He just said lightly: "You prepare some food and send it to Secretary Zhou's room."
The man was stunned: "You want to drink?"
Bao Shida nodded: "As soon as possible, send someone else to clean up the room."
Although Zhou Tongru said there was no need to bother, the entire county party committee guesthouse had already been on high alert at this time, so naturally it was to serve the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee. Soon a waiter came up and cleared the dining table in the suite. This time the reception work was obviously very thoughtful. Not long after Bao Shida called, someone sent a lot of food, including peanuts, chicken liver, chicken claws and other cooked food. The waiter put these things on the table and washed two more cups.
Zhou Tongru went inside to take a shower, and Bao Shida was waiting outside. At this time, a woman in her early thirties came up. She came to Bao Shida, smiled slightly, and whispered: "Why did you suddenly remember to drink?"
Bao Shida whispered: "The old secretary has something to do."
It is obvious that women don’t understand why Zhou Tongru suddenly wants to drink. Or, are people like Zhou Tongru not very unhappy usually? This unhappy mood is like a woman’s menstruation, which only happens once a month or even two months? Zhou Tongru finished taking a shower, wore a cotton bathrobe, grabbed a towel in her hand, and wiped her wet hair.
When I walked out and saw the woman, I smiled slightly: "Feiyan is here."
The woman named Feiyan smiled sweetly: "Hello, old secretary."
Zhou Tongru nodded: "Sit down, it's not easy for you to follow Shida for so many years."
Feiyan smiled and said, "I just come here to see you, and I won't bother you to drink."
As he said that, he nodded at Bao Shida and turned around and left the room.
Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Tongru watched the woman leave, and suddenly sighed and said to Bao Shida: "Feiyan has suffered a lot with you over the years."
Bao Shida did not answer, but silently picked up the wine glass, filled it with Zhou Tongru and himself, then picked up a glass of wine, and said to Zhou Tongru: "Old leader, Shida can have today, thanks to your support. I will do this glass of wine first."
After saying that, he raised his neck and drank the wine in his glass cleanly.
Zhou Tongru looked at her confidant beloved general, sighed, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
After eating a little, Bao Shida asked Zhou Tongru slowly: "Old leader, do you have any worries?"
As the confidant who has been following Zhou Tongru for the longest time, he has really understood Zhou Tongru's personality. Today, Zhou Tongru's various performances, coupled with his performance in Renqing City, made Bao Shida feel that Zhou Tongru must have something to do in his heart.
What's more, Zhou Tongru beat his son today and even asked him to drink with him, which means something must have happened that made him frown.
But he knew very well that Zhou Tongru was not a person who casually told others about his thoughts, and his questions were just casually asked.
After smiling, Zhou Tongru waved her hand and said to Bao Shida: "Don't worry, I have my own opinions on this matter. Please keep your home in Wenguang County well and I will do everything."
Looking at the old leader's confident look, Bao Shida seemed to have returned to the time when he saw him. At that time, both his parents had just died. The old leader in front of him paid for the university he had finished and arranged for him to work. It can be said that his glory today was completely given by the man in front of him, so even though he knew that what he did violated the party discipline and national laws, as long as he spoke, Bao Shida could not refuse.
After chatting for a while, recalling the past. Bao Shida saw that it was getting late and said to Zhou Tongru: "Old leader, please rest, I'll go back first."
Zhou Tongru nodded and watched his beloved general leave, but instead of resting immediately, he lit a cigarette and stood in front of the window.
The news of the arrival of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection's working group was spread in G Province soon. Everyone who heard this news did not believe that the working group came for Yao Guangming's case, and everyone decided that there was another goal. The problem is that this goal was not determined, and it felt like the storm was coming and the wind was everywhere. There were many people in their hearts. These people all had ghosts in their hearts because they knew that Yao Guangming's case had been settled for almost half a year, and now it was suddenly raised again. There must be a reason.
Zhou Tongru has a background in the capital. In his opinion, the provincial party secretary Guo Jia must have known it. So if Guo Jia knows, would the old leaders in the capital also know? They all know, but no one communicates with him. What does this mean?
All day today, Zhou Tongru was thinking about this matter and made a few calls, but every time he talked a few words, then turned to the topic of the working group. Zhou Tongru was very cautious. He knew that the people who called him were asking for information, but in fact he didn't know what news. However, he could not let others know nothing, so he could only change the topic and make the other party feel at ease.
After thinking for a long time, he called the old leader who was far away in the capital. The purpose was very clear, hoping to find out some news.
After a beeping sound, the phone was answered, and the familiar voice of the old leader came, which made Zhou Tongru happy.
"Hello, old leader." Zhou Tongru greeted respectfully.
The other party's voice was very calm: "Xiao Zhou, is there anything wrong?"
Zhou Tongru asked: "I heard that the investigation team of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection is coming for a comrade from our provincial party committee?"
The old leader was stunned: "Is there such a thing? Who did you hear?"
Then he said to Zhou Tongru: "Xiao Zhou, you call me, don't you want to find out the wind from me?"
Zhou Tongru quickly explained: "The old leader misunderstood. I just asked, ask."
Nodded, the old leader said, "Some comrades always like to understand the meaning above casually, but they don't know that if the meaning above is really so easy to guess, the position above will probably be replaced!"
After putting down the phone, Zhou Tongru's expression gradually became serious. The old leader's attitude was very ambiguous. Could it be that something really happened?
Such thoughts flashed through my mind, and Zhou Tongru suddenly felt powerless. Her unpredictable future made this old man who had been active in the political arena of G Province for decades suddenly feel like he was in a state of decline. Should he really go to worship the temple and pray for a Bodhisattva to bless him?
I just don’t know which Bodhisattva is responsible for organization and personnel work. (To be continued