The car drove quickly toward Los Angeles under the cover of night. Yang Xueguang leaned on his chair and closed his eyes slightly. All kinds of information in his mind were intertwined and turned into a mess.
Judging from the information currently available, Sun Jincheng should be a member of the Freemasonry. In Li Mu's words, people like Sun Jincheng cannot be on the stage. At most, they are peripheral members of the Freemasonry. In other words, the person behind Sun Jincheng
The talent may be a formal member, so who is this person? Is he a senior official of the Republic or a member of the Republic's business elite?
I'm afraid that the former possibility is much greater. Yang Xueguang sighed in his heart and turned around to look out the window. Baisha City, with its thousands of lights, seemed a little tired. One after another, the lights went out, and the whole city slowly
fell into a deep sleep.
"Mayor, where are we staying tonight, shall I send you there first, and then Zhou Wei and I will go to Jincheng to check out?" Chen Mingfei turned around, glanced at Yang Xueguang and asked softly.
"Mingfei, just find a three-star hotel near the Provincial Party Committee!" Yang Xueguang waved his hands tiredly, feeling tired in his heart.
The car slowly stopped. After Chen Mingfei went down to complete the registration formalities, he returned to the car and asked Yang Xueguang to get out of the car to rest, and took Yang Xueguang to the room to rest.
"Mayor, you rest, Zhou Wei and I go to Jincheng to check out!"
"Okay, go and be safe on the road!"
Yang Xueguang nodded, sat down on the sofa, turned on the TV and changed a few channels at random. Then he remembered that he should report the situation to his family. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the old man's number. Sun Jincheng might be a Freemason.
As a peripheral member, this news should be told to him as soon as possible.
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered, and a tired voice came from the receiver: "Hey, son, why aren't you sleeping yet? Have things changed?"
"Dad, I disturbed your sleep, but if I don't tell you something, I will definitely not be able to sleep all night!" Yang Xueguang smiled bitterly: "Dad, Sun Jincheng may be a peripheral member of Freemasonry!"
"What peripheral members?" Yang Tianhong on the other side of the phone didn't seem to hear clearly and asked again.
"Dad, I found the Masonic emblem on Sun Jincheng's collar. Sun Jincheng may be a peripheral member of the Freemasons!"
Yang Tianhong on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment: "Son, are you sure that is the emblem of the Freemasons? As far as I know, the requirements of the Freemasons are extremely strict, especially when Westerners look down on us yellow-skinned people. Sun Jincheng wants to
It’s very difficult to enter that circle!”
"Dad, I know. So, I suspect that Freemasonry has a specially established organization specifically for our country. Now that our country's national strength is getting stronger and stronger, the market of more than one billion people will definitely become the focus of the world economy in the future.
How can it be possible for Jews to remain indifferent to the Jewish people's character of grabbing profits when they see them?"
Yang Xueguang then recounted the situation Li Mu just mentioned again.
"Son, you just need to understand this matter in your own mind. Do you really think that the country doesn't know about the Jews doing such a big thing? The Ministry of National Security is all fools, but while he is active, we can also use the tools they have.
Funds will even expose the unsteady elements among the leadership cadres!"
"So, don't alert the snake! You are right. Our country will definitely be the focus of the world in the future. How come the Jews don't even have this perspective? All you encounter are just small fish and shrimps. Okay, okay
Take a rest and remember, don’t tell anyone about this, so as not to alert the enemy!”
"Dad, I know!" Yang Xueguang hung up the phone, vaguely understanding in his heart, but as the old man said, these things are not something he can handle, as long as his actions do not affect the overall situation...
A wave of tiredness came over me. I threw my phone on the sofa and stretched. Then I realized that my whole body was sticky and uncomfortable. I got up and rushed to the bathroom.
There is a trace of light from the window of the study room on the second floor of the courtyard of No. 8 Shuangpoling Road, Villa No. 2.
Li Qiang leaned on the sofa, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and frowned tightly. This Yang Xueguang is really worrying. If he hadn't come to Baisha and gone to dinner with Guan Feifei and the others, he wouldn't have
It will cause so many things!
But he forgot that he voted in favor of Yang Xueguang at the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee when he came to Baisha to report the situation!
Huang Qiang reported to him immediately. At first, Li Qiang thought it was just Yang Xueguang who wanted to play tricks. Unexpectedly, Huang Qiang went to the hospital in person and watched Guan Feifei being pushed out of the operating room. He immediately asked the doctor to understand the situation.
It turned out that Dong Qichang injured Guan Feifei!
Dong Qichang has spent a lot of money in Baisha in the past two years, and has been involved in real estate, goldsmith shops, hotels, clothing stores, etc., but he is the God of Wealth in the eyes of the leaders of Baisha Municipal Committee!
I guess it was Dong Qichang who was spoiled by the leaders of the Baisha Municipal Party Committee. He thought that with a few dollars he could dominate the world. Unexpectedly, this time he beat up the daughter of Guan Tong, secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.
Everyone knows that Guan Tong loves this precious daughter very much. He holds it in his mouth for fear of melting and holds it in his hands for fear of falling. He has never been bullied like this before. How could Guan Tong do this so easily?
Are you willing to give up?
What's more, the big tree of the Yang family behind Guan Tong will not give in easily. Moreover, Gao Liming, secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee, rushed to the hospital to visit Guan Feifei immediately. You don't know what this guy's intentions are without asking!
Zhou Lu has been running very diligently to the capital recently. He obviously picked up his thick legs in the capital. It is estimated that Zhao Zhi may be getting up this time. Otherwise, Zhou Lu would not dare to openly confront Yang Xueguang!
Of course, it is also possible that he is Zhao Zhi's backer. The one who is about to come up first came up to attack the Yang family and bluffed. Everyone knows that the most difficult trip south for the leader of the southern patrol was accompanied by Mr. Yang, regardless of the two of them.
Have they ever had any grudges? In terms of serving the country, the two old men are the same and have dedicated their lives to death!
This is the chief's protégé, and Mr. Yang will not do anything to him no matter what he does. Using the Yang family to express their stance is a good move.
After thinking about it, he came here. Li Qiang gave a wry smile, took a long drag on the cigarette, then put out the cigarette and stood up. It is better to wait and see what happens. If someone wants to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers, then it will be a disaster.
Trouble!
The plan was settled. Li Qiang felt relaxed, turned off the light, and gently closed the door.
Yang Xueguang had a good sleep. When he got up in the morning, he did hundreds of push-ups and practiced boxing in the room. After sweating profusely, he felt comfortable all over. After taking a shower, his cell phone rang.
The call was from Li Mengqi. She had already brought the bottle of 1982 Lafite from her friend, and she knew that she could not send it to Guan Tong, so she had to entrust Yang Xueguang to do it.
After making an appointment at the meeting place, Yang Xueguang hung up the phone. Since he didn't need to worry about the Freemasonry, he just had to do his own thing. There was a lot to do today, and he had to go to the Armed Police Corps to have a drink with Wang Huan.
.I also have to accompany Li Mengqi to see a doctor and send red wine to Guan Tong...
Yang Xueguang hurriedly had breakfast with Li Mengqi. Li Mengqi went back to the unit to ask for leave, while Yang Xueguang went to the provincial party committee to wait for his supervisor to come out.
After waiting for half an hour, Guan Tong's car slowly appeared at the door of the Provincial Party Committee compound. Guan Tong rolled down the window and asked Yang Xueguang to get in the car. Yang Xueguang turned around and asked Zhou Wei to follow him, then turned around and got into Guan Tong's car.
….
"Uncle Guan. I brought the wine. The 1982 Lafite is exactly the same as the bottle Dong Qichang broke yesterday!" Yang Xueguang gently raised the red wine in his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, don't look at me like that. This
Meng Qi borrowed it from one of her friends!"
"Xiaoguang, thank you!" Guan Tong's eyes were a little red. Ever since he became a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, he rarely showed his true feelings.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? We still have to talk about this. Feifei will be fine after a few days of rest!" Yang Xueguang sighed slightly: "Uncle, my grandpa's health is not very good. I will fly to Qionghai early tomorrow morning.
Go see him!"
"Why isn't the old man's health getting better?" Guan Tong was stunned.
Yang Xueguang shook his head: "It's not getting better. The old man misses me. I'm a little worried!"
"Xiaoguang, it's okay, the old man has his own destiny!"
Guan Tong comforted him softly and frowned. Yang Xueguang looked up and saw that the police station had arrived.
The car drove slowly into the police station. Yang Xueguang took advantage of the situation and saw that the large black characters on the white plaque were mottled, and he could vaguely make out the words Tongluo Police Station.
Several police officers were already standing in the courtyard of the police station. Guan Tong did not ask his secretary to notify the police station in advance. These people hurried out after seeing the license plate of the provincial party committee.
Guan Tong got out of the car and walked straight to the duty room of the police station. Yang Xueguang followed him into the duty room with a bottle of 1982 Lafite in his hand.
"Secretary, please sit down, please sit down!"
First, a third-level police inspector hurriedly wiped the stool with his sleeve and asked Guan Tong to sit down. Guan Tong's face was livid and silent, and his secretary immediately asked the director to bring over the suspect who beat Guan Feifei yesterday.
Although there were many stools in the room, Yang Xueguang did not dare to sit down without Guan Tong's greeting. He was not qualified to sit on an equal footing with Guan Tong.
After a while, Dong Qichang was brought over. His face was covered with bruises and the corners of his mouth were a little purple. When Dong Qichang saw Yang Xueguang standing next to an old man, he immediately understood that the real master was here today.
"Secretary Guan, I'm sorry. I didn't know she was your daughter. I was dizzy at the time. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Dong Qichang reached out and slapped himself hard twice, and blood flowed out from his lips.
"Mr. Dong Qichang, I am not looking for trouble today. Don't worry, the Republic is a place of law. How to deal with this matter will naturally be decided by the comrades of the Public Security Bureau!"
Guan Tong didn't seem to notice Dong Qichang's act of self-mutilation. He stretched out his right hand and Yang Xueguang immediately put the 1982 Lafite in his hand.
"I came here today to say to Mr. Dong, I'm sorry, my daughter accidentally hit your 1982 Lafite. I went to borrow a bottle to compensate you!"
Guan Tong stood up and put the Lafite in his hand on Dong Qichang's hand: "Mr. Dong, my daughter is still in the hospital. I want to say sorry to you on her behalf!"
"Xueguang, let's go, you still have to go to Qionghai to see the old man!"
Yang Xueguang nodded and strode out following Guan Tong.
There was a sound of "Bang!", as if a glass bottle filled with liquid fell to the ground.