Wei Li angrily threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.
The teacup bounced on the thick carpet, drew an arc in mid-air, and rolled to a corner of the room without breaking.
His eyes were red, and he growled, "Let me just say it, there will be endless troubles. The ghost will linger."
Xiang Yong, who was sitting on the side, was silent.
Hengyue City's decision to sue Zhou Wu was the unanimous opinion of the Standing Committee. This decision took Wei Li a lot of energy. In order to achieve the goal of shutting Zhou Wu up as soon as possible, he more or less hinted in front of Hu Jin many times. Finally obtained Hu Jin's consent and decided to push Zhou Wu to the guillotine.
The true art of leadership is actually an art of compromise. Compromise allows contradictory opposites to win the best results.
In Wei Li's view, Xu Yishan is a person who doesn't know what compromise is. This kid is stubborn, so he just got lucky. In fact, looking at him from his point of view, a person like Xu Yishan, who can't survive three episodes on TV, should have gotten out of this circle a long time ago.
Those who will not compromise will never have a smooth road ahead. But this kid obviously broke the rules. He suddenly became the deputy director of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, which was a huge blow to Wei Li.
He knew very well what Xu Yishan was hiding in his heart. He was dormant in the past because his ability was not enough to destroy the object he wanted to destroy. Now, this kid obviously poses a serious threat to himself.
"Perhaps, Old Wei, you are worrying too much." After being silent for a while, Xiang Yong said slowly, "The kid surnamed Xu may not be targeting you and me."
Wei Li sighed, shook his head slowly and said: "Old Xiang, you have lived in vain all these years, and you still can't tell who is the enemy and who is the friend! Come on, tell me, what is his purpose for clinging to Zhou Wu? "
Xiang Yong fell silent, Wei Li was right to suspect. In their hearts, Xu Yishan left them with the impression that he was a person who hated evil. Zhou Wu has committed many crimes and has been brought to justice. He should have been punished long ago. Why did he come out at this time and shout "Keep people under the knife"?
The only explanation is that Xu Yishan feels that his goal has not been achieved. He needs to find what he wants from Zhou Wu.
So, what exactly does he want?
After Zhou Wu was arrested, his Muyi company was completely taken over by the city. Xiang Yong secretly rejoiced that he withdrew quickly. When the city task force investigated Zhou Wu's shareholder structure, he had already withdrawn. So much so that the final investigation results did not agree with him.
Xiang Yong still remembers that when Zhou Wu proposed to use "Muyi" as the company name, his attitude was resolutely opposed. In fact, he knew the meaning of "Muyi" in his heart, isn't it just supercilious?
Zhou Wu's arrogance made him feel it shortly after he came into contact with him. He once wanted to get rid of his relationship with Zhou Wu, but the Wei Li in front of him dragged him.
Wei Li said openly at their absolutely private banquet that in Hengyue City, no one can touch their roots. Zhou Wu has money and he has power. When money and power make love together, they can be invincible.
In fact, the limelight of Muyi Company in Hengyue City is indeed unmatched. In the heyday, ordinary small cadres flocked to curry favor with a businessman, Zhou Wu.
Money and power are the most disorienting things. Especially when power is in hand, it is like a dying tree suddenly encountering spring, full of vitality and crazily growing.
"It seems that we can't be soft-handed anymore." When Wei Li gritted his teeth and said these words, a chilling light shot out from his eyes.
Xiang Yong's heart trembled, and he whispered comfortingly: "Old Wei, don't be impulsive, it's not to this point."
Wei Li sneered and said: "In a word, we can't stand still. Lao Xiang, don't be naive, and don't have any fluke mentality. Now I feel strongly that this kid is targeting us this time. We If you don't take him down, he will take you and me."
Xiang Yong smiled wryly: "You think too highly of him, don't you? A small deputy director of the Provincial Party Committee Office, he can cover the sky with one hand?"
Wei Li hated the look of iron and steel and said: "Old Xiang, Lao Xiang, you have to be cornered before you know how to resist? But, by then, it will be too late."
Xiang Yong asked hesitantly, "What are you going to do?"
Wei Li viciously wiped his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "He forced me to do this. Let's fight for the last time."
This is not the first time Wei Li has suggested this. From the beginning of the Zhou Wu case, Wei Li had this idea. But Xiang Yong resolutely opposed it.
In Xiang Yong's view, there is no way out at this point. After all, soThe danger of doing it is too great. If they miss, they will fall into the abyss of eternal doom, and there will be no chance to defend themselves.
"Old Wei, you have to think carefully." He reminded Wei Li: "This kid is very smart, not an ordinary person."
Wei Li sneered and said, "No matter how shrewd a person is, can he predict when there will be an accident?"
"Are you going to create an accident?" Xiang Yong asked tentatively, "Car accident? Fire? Or"
"You don't have to think about these, I will choose a foolproof method." Wei Li smiled and said: "I have not been a fool for so many years, and I am not helpless to deal with him, a wild boy from the countryside."
Wei Li's contempt made Xiang Yong worry.
"Don't underestimate the enemy." He advised Wei Li: "Old Wei, unless it is absolutely necessary, I suggest not to be so aggressive."
"Others have already entered the room, so you and I almost lost my name." Wei Li said desperately: "Old Xiang, Lao Xiang, you will never die until you reach the Yellow River. What is the old saying? It's better to strike first." ah."
Wei Li wanted to create an accident, with the goal of directly destroying Xu Yishan. This plan made Xiang Yong panic.
Just as he was worried, if he missed his goal and failed to achieve his goal, the conflict would erupt in an instant.
Wei Li paced around the room, turned around and said, "Zhou Wu must be shut up."
"How to make him shut up?" Xiang Yong asked suspiciously.
"Dead people can shut up." Wei Li smiled and said: "I have a hunch that the person surnamed Xu will contact Zhou Wu soon. People like Zhou Wu, who are greedy for life and afraid of death, will be treated by the person surnamed Xu." If you fool around, he will tell about his mother's stealing. So, the first thing to do now is to make Zhou Wu shut up forever."
"Others are inside." Xiang Yong said hesitantly, "Isn't this difficult to do?"
Wei Li smiled, and said: "This saves a lot of trouble. Look, a chicken is running in the field, and if you want to catch it, you can't catch it without sweating, right? Zhou Wu is now a chicken in a cage." Chicken, if you want to catch him, you can't catch him with your hand."
Xiang Yong nodded and said, "Old Wei, the head and tail must be clean."
"Don't worry." Wei Li smiled and said: "I still say the same thing, who knows when the accident will happen."
In this meeting at Mansion No. , two ultimate goals were determined.
Under Wei Li's strong request, Xiang Yong gave up his defense and objection.
These two goals are to make Zhou Wu and Xu Yishan shut up forever.
"By the way, come here less often in No. Mansion." Wei Li reminded: "I suddenly had a premonition that someone is paying attention here."
Xiang Yong was taken aback and said, "Really? Impossible, right? Who would notice this?"
Wei Li shook his head and said: "Old Xiang, your sensitivity is not as good as before. It's not surprising that Mansion No. 1 is noticed. Since someone has noticed you and me, it's impossible to notice this place."
Xiang Yong said with lingering fear: "That's right, from now on, I won't come to this place again."
There was a loud bang outside the window, and the sunny sky just now was shrouded in a huge black net.
"It's going to rain heavily." Wei Li looked at the dull sky and muttered in a low voice.