The car drove into Tian'an Road. A long way away, Xiao Cheng saw a sign for a welfare home standing alone on the side of the road. The arrow drawn on the sign pointed to a gloomy alley. He slowly stopped the car.
At the entrance of the alley, Xiao Cheng got out of the car and looked around. Like all the orphanages, the Qingjiang Orphanage was also very old and dilapidated. Many places showed traces of repairs. If it weren't for the fact that the yard was full of vegetables, with
If you are a little angry, this orphanage will be like a dying old man, exuding a heavy air of old age, and it can't be more ordinary.
The economy of Bac Giang Province is underdeveloped, and the money the government invests in developing the economy is not enough. Naturally, there is not that much spare money to invest in social welfare departments such as welfare homes. Even if there is any, it has been stripped clean by countless corrupt officials.
It is enough to show the superiority of the party and the government that the lonely old people have a place to live so that they do not live on the streets. Xiao Cheng has been with the leaders for many years, so he has long been used to this kind of thing.
Xiao Cheng looked around and felt that although the orphanage was shabby, there was nothing that could affect the chief's personal safety. He nodded with satisfaction, turned around, opened the car door, and asked Song Yuanqiao to get out of the car.
But the moment he turned around, Xiao Cheng suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression coming from a car. He felt like he was being targeted as prey by a beast that was ready to go, and his scalp was exploding. Years of experience as a special forces soldier told him that he
He has been locked by a murderous aura, which is the unique murderous aura after experiencing the baptism of fire. Unexpected consequences will occur if there is a slight change. He subconsciously wants to dodge out, but thinking of Song Yuanqiao behind him, his duty tells him not to.
Hide, otherwise Song Yuanqiao will be put in danger.
The outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, not daring to make any more moves, but his body adjusted slightly, and after blocking the car door tightly, Xiao Cheng's eyes became nervous, and he explored carefully again.
In this gloomy alley, I searched for the source of strong pressure. My heart was pounding, but I forced myself to calm down. It seemed that in an instant I was back to the noisy, passionate and passionate military era.
A strong sense of oppression came over him like a tide. Within a few seconds, Xiao Cheng's forehead was already covered with sweat. At the moment when Xiao Cheng felt that he could not withstand the pressure, a sudden lightness came over his body, a powerful feeling.
The oppressive feeling receded like a tide, and Xiao Cheng, who was highly nervous, let out a sigh of relief. In an instant, there was a crisp sound of footsteps in the gloomy alley, and a burly middle-aged man came to Xiao Cheng.
The person who stepped out with guarded eyes was Qin Yanzhong's captain of bodyguard Lin Asheng.[
As Lin Asheng appeared, Song Yuanqiao also walked out of the car. Regardless of Xiao Cheng's obstruction, he smiled at the middle-aged man, stretched out his hand from a distance, and greeted warmly: "Asheng, let's
We haven’t seen each other for four or five years, and you didn’t even say hello to me when you arrived in Beijiang. You kid, you are so unkind..."
"My brother Xiaoqiao, you said I was unjust, but you have done me wrong. The leader gave me a death order, but I didn't dare to disobey him even though I didn't have my head. I just answered your call, and the leader even criticized me.
Well, you didn’t thank me, but you actually said that I was unreasonable..." While shaking Song Yuanqiao's hand vigorously and pouring out his bitter words, Lin Asheng vividly performed the image of a ruffian who snatches three points of justice.
"You little soldier, I can't help you. Come on, I'll bring you two boxes of Pennsylvania tobacco as compensation. That's all right..." Although he has never been a soldier, he grew up in a military compound and grew up with
Some of the chief's guards are very familiar with each other, and they have this old relationship with Lin Asheng. At critical times, it was only through this old relationship that he had the opportunity to meet Qin Yanzhong. Therefore, Song Yuanqiao did not dare to treat Lin Asheng as a member of the Central Committee
, the airs of a feudal official, but there is a deliberate kindness in his words.
"Brother Xiaoqiao is just being polite. He knows that I'm good at this. Okay, then I won't be polite. Please, the chief is inside..." Seeing Song Yuanqiao politely speaking to him, his eyes kept stopping.
Floating towards the orphanage, knowing that he couldn't wait any longer, he smiled and got out of the way. However, when he turned to leave, his eyes fell on Xiao Cheng, who was getting more nervous, and he looked up and down.
, suddenly showed a bright smile to Song Yuanqiao and said: "This young man is good, he is very alert, and what's even more rare is that his body is always blocked in front of the car door. Well, he is a good young man, do your best, he can't be bad..."
"Thank you, chief..." Facing Lin Asheng's gaze, Xiao Chengzhi felt a little frightened when he heard the praise from the chief, who was so powerful that it made people feel heartbeat. He subconsciously stood up straight and took a posture of standing at attention.
At this time, no matter how stupid Xiao Cheng is, he can guess that there are many hidden sentries hidden in this dark alley. To have such a strong guard force, he is obviously a head of national leadership level. What's more, it can make Beijiang Province
The secretary of the provincial party committee is called the chief, and only high-ranking officials at the central level can enjoy this honor. What Xiao Cheng can't figure out is how the head of the central government secretly came to Qingjiang and hid in this dilapidated welfare home.
Here, thinking of the recent strong earthquake in Qingjiang's officialdom, Xiao Cheng suddenly felt that there must be a very direct relationship here.
However, these things are all issues that leaders should consider. I am just a little driver. I just need to serve the leaders well and protect the safety of the leaders. Thoughts turned around in an instant, and Xiao Cheng suddenly became excited.
I am full of gratitude to Lin Asheng. His subconscious behavior just now was praised by the chief. I think Secretary Song will not turn a blind eye to his loyal protection of the master. Doesn't that mean that his weight in Secretary Song's heart is heavier?
, this is a huge good thing.
Putting aside Xiao Cheng's random thoughts as he leaned against the car door, Song Yuanqiao walked into the orphanage and saw Qin Yanzhong sitting on a chair in the hall and talking softly. Regarding this meeting, Song Yuanqiao
Full of expectations. Suddenly, there was a touch of unconcealable excitement on his face and he said: "Mr. Qin, the old chief, my good uncle, you won't let me pick you up when you come to Beijiang. Xiaoqiao has no shame to come to see you...
…”
Through his uncle's relationship, Song Yuanqiao and Qin Yanzhong used to meet often, but they were completely different from each other. One was in the army and the other was in power. There was no overlap at work. Unconsciously, the relationship inevitably became estranged. This has to be said to be a pity.
. But even so, in front of Mr. Qin, Song Yuanqiao still tried his best to maintain the same respect as before, a kind of respect from the heart, not for official position, not for the future, just because Mr. Qin was like his father.
A general who emerged from mountains and seas of blood.
"Haha, they say that officialdom is a big dyeing vat, and white people can be dyed black when they go in. Xiaoqiao used to be a simple and honest person, but how come he has become glib and glib as he has been a leader for a long time? I am a lonely old man, how can I
I dare to work for you, the secretary of the provincial party committee, to pick you up and see you off. Okay, come and sit down. I haven't seen you in a few years. How is my old sister-in-law's health..." Song Yuanqiao has been calm and loyal since he was a child.
He is too good at expressing his feelings to the leaders. Perhaps this is the reason why he has not gained much reputation in Beijiang for eight years. However, Qin Yanzhong has a very good impression of him and believes that being down-to-earth and working diligently is what a soldier should have.
duty.
"Thank you, Uncle Qin, for thinking about it. My mother's health is very good, but her memory is not good. Things that happened when she was young come up easily, but she can't remember what happened in front of her. A few days ago, she was still thinking about going back.
From my hometown in Zhongyuan, I said I wanted to see how the pumpkin patch at home was growing, and that you loved the pumpkin porridge she stewed the most..." People are nostalgic for old times. When Qin Yanzhong mentioned his mother, Song Yuanqiao immediately caught him.
Having passed this point of entry, now in this embarrassing situation, we can only rely on these old feelings and relationships to maintain the friendship between each other. From the fact that Qin Yanzhong did not refuse his request for an interview, it can be seen that he has not put aside this friendship.
"In a flash, fifty years have passed, I'm old! I'm old! However, the firepower is passed down from generation to generation, and talented people emerge from generation to generation. Now you little guys have grown up, and the future of this country depends on you. This time
I came to Qingjiang because of some personal matters, so I didn’t inform you. Don’t have any ideas. After this walk, I also felt the development and changes of Qingjiang. Although there are slight flaws, they are just accidental phenomena and do not affect Beijiang Province.
The mainstream of development, don’t have anything to worry about. Remember your responsibilities, remember the Party and the people’s entrustment to you, and do a good job down-to-earth. It will make me happier than if you came all the way to see me.
..." Qin Yanzhong knew very well that in order to give his son and grandson a break, he had caused a bloody storm in Beijiang Province. It would be strange if Song Yuanqiao, the secretary of the provincial party committee, could still sit down. Now he personally
The reason why I came to Qingjiang was to have my own attitude. Now that the person who should be arrested has been caught and the revenge that should be avenged has been avenged, this matter should come to an end.
"Uncle Qin, I've also heard about Brother Wu. I really didn't expect that an executioner with blood on his hands could actually sneak into the party and hold a high position, carrying the banner of reform under our noses.
, but he did all the bad things, but I was defrauded without knowing it, making Brother Wu hate Jiuquan for more than 20 years, and almost losing his only bloodline. I have to bear a lot of responsibility for this.
Uncle Qin, if you are still angry, just scold me..." Qin Yanzhong's attitude was very clear and he had no intention of expanding the scope of the attack. This made Song Yuanqiao feel relieved, and a stone fell to the ground. However,
After thinking about it, I felt a little pity. I am afraid that the idea of using Qin Yanzhong's help to attack Li Mengshan can be realized.