In the corridor.
Yang Zhenhua hummed a little tune and leisurely took out his keys and prepared to go home...
——
Ever since he took up the position of secretary of the Qinghua District Party Committee, he had thought about working hard and accomplishing great things.
But not in its place.
I really don't know how much pressure it is to sit in this position.
Gao Qilan;
Meng Dehai;
And his former old leader.
These people who seemed to have no real power made the dignified Qinghua District Party Committee Secretary a little overwhelmed several times.
The first time a person appears.
She is Lin Jinfeng, the chairman of Shahai Group.
at the beginning.
Yang Zhenhua, who had been widowed for many years, just felt that this woman's charm was rare in his life.
even.
He also used secretly taken photos of Lin Jinfeng many times to do dirty things.
But what he didn't expect was.
One day.
This woman of his dreams was actually willing to commit herself to him.
That night.
Yang Zhenhua thinks.
He is the happiest man in the world.
From then on.
Yang Zhenhua began to follow Lin Jinfeng's advice.
But due to preconceived notions.
When faced with the designer Gao Qilan, he was still a little hesitant.
After all, he knew.
If I hadn't been in this position, none of what I have now would have been possible.
And this location.
It was Gao Qilan who helped him sit on it!
But one day.
Lin Jinfeng snuggled into his arms and said.
all of these.
In fact, it was all arranged behind the scenes, and Meng Dehai and she were also on the same boat.
Yang Zhenhua suddenly realized.
Gao Qilan,
It's over!
then.
He no longer had any hesitation and began to work for Lin Jinfeng with all his heart, or to be more precise, for the financial backer behind Lin Jinfeng...
persist in?
ambition?
How can there be any beauty in being surrounded by a beautiful woman?
Ever since,
He goes further and further away on this road of no return...
——
As soon as Yang Zhenhua inserted the key into the door lock, before he had time to twist it, he felt a hard object push against his lower back.
This scene.
Yang Zhenhua couldn't help but be startled.
He tried to turn his head to see who it was that dared to hold him hostage.
But as soon as his neck moved, a low threatening voice came from his ears: "Don't move, be honest, or I will stab you first!"
"Okay, okay, I won't move, I won't move..." Yang Zhenhua was so frightened that he didn't dare to have any other thoughts.
"Tell me, is there anyone else inside?"
Hearing the question from the person behind him, Yang Zhenhua hurriedly said: "No, no, I am the only one in the family."
"Open the door!"
"Okay, okay, I'll open the door..."
indoor.
Yang Zhenhua was pushed hard and he stumbled forward a few steps.
at the same time.
Seven or eight masked men poured in.
After a while.
When they returned to the living room from various places in the house, they shook their heads at the leader.
The man couldn't help but said happily: "Secretary Yang, Secretary Yang, I didn't expect that you are actually an upright official."
If it is normal.
Some people say that Yang Zhenhua is an upright official and he must be very happy.
But now...
He quickly waved his hands to deny it and said: "If you want money, I, I actually have some savings."
The leader rolled his eyes: "I don't care about wealth."
These words made Yang Zhenhua startled: "Then, what do you want?"
“Hand over all the traffic records in the city this week.”
This sentence.
Yang Zhenhua was suddenly a little surprised: "Traffic record?"
"What, you don't want to?"
Seeing the leader's eyes narrowed, Yang Zhenhua hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, this is simple. I will call someone to make arrangements now."
"etc!"
But,
Just as Yang Zhenhua was about to take out his mobile phone, the man spoke again: "You should have a secretary, right?"
"It used to be there, but, but it's gone now."
After being reminded by Secretary Wang last time, after Yang Zhenhua returned, he changed the position of the secretary who had been with him for more than ten years and was also named Wang.
Talk about it.
He really doesn't have a secretary now.
But the person at the head didn't care. He gestured with the cold-glaring sharp knife in his hand and warned in a cold voice: "I don't care about you before or now. In short, within an hour, someone will copy the things to the USB flash drive and then take them with you." Come here, if it takes more than a minute, I will chop off one of your fingers!"
"Okay, okay, I'll call now..."
