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After hearing Qiao Yonghui's words, Wang Yujia nodded fiercely, turned around and ran out. This little girl is not stupid either, Yang Luo didn't say that she met Sun Yunfeng, but instead wanted to see Zhuang Hao, the purpose was self-evident.
And now that Qiao Yonghui has leaned towards Yang Luo, her subordinate has no other choice. If Yang Luo wins this contest, then Zhuang Hao's opportunity will come.
Old Qiao asked: "Secretary! Is there anything else?"
Yang Luo looked at the time: "Go ahead with the notice, and everyone will go to the conference room for a meeting at ten o'clock."
Old Joe agreed and walked out.
In an ordinary house in the north of the town, Han Zhiwei and Sun Yunfeng were drinking, and the hot pot on the table was steaming.
Han Zhiwei is close to fifty years old, sweat is hanging on his bald forehead, and his obese figure makes him a little out of breath sitting there.
Sun Yunfeng was around thirty-four or five years old, about 1.9 meters tall, with a square face and a blood-red complexion. I don't know if he was drinking or because of something.
At this moment, the two of them were looking at each other with their mobile phones in their hands. After a while, Han Zhiwei put away his mobile phone and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean? That little doll actually gave us a month off."
Sun Yunfeng said with a gloomy face: "Old Han! There seems to be something wrong with this matter. We didn't go to greet him when he came to take office yesterday, so he must be simmering in anger. It's fine if you don't give us small shoes, and let us put them on." It's too abnormal to take a month off."
With a wave of his fat hand, Han Zhiwei picked up chopsticks, added mutton to the hot pot and put it in his mouth: "A little doll who hasn't even grown hair yet, what kind of conspiracy can there be?"
Sun Yunfeng shook his head: "No! Abnormality must be a demon. I think it's better to call the mayor."
Han Zhiwei said indifferently: "Then you can call."
Sun Yunfeng took the phone and dialed a number, and Luo Jinrong's voice came from the receiver after a while.
"What's up?"
Sun Yunfeng recounted the matter: "I always feel that Yang has some kind of conspiracy."
Luo Jinrong sneered: "He is Sun Monkey, he can change seventy-two times, and he can't make any waves in Dahua TownSince he gave you a month's vacation, you should stay at home and wait for me. Go back and talk about it."
Sun Yunfeng was about to say something, but there was a beeping busy tone from the receiver, and Luo Jinrong had already hung up the phone.
Han Zhiwei picked up the wine glass: "Brother, don't think about it, the mayor has already made arrangements, so there is nothing to be afraid of Come, have a drink."
Sun Yunfeng thinks about it too. He is still aware of Luo Jinrong's energy, and the county secretary Li Zuoqun is backing him up, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Yang Luo had been sitting in the office meditating. After an unknown amount of time, there was a light knock on the office door.
Yang Luo came back to his senses and shouted: "Come in!"
A young man opened the door and walked in. He was about 30 years old, more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a police uniform, and looked very energetic.
"Secretary Yang! Are you looking for me?" The young man stood straight in front of Yang Luo and said.
Yang Luo looked at the young man and said with a smile: "You are Zhuang Hao, right? I was also a policeman before I was transferred, so we are still comrades-in-arms."
Zhuang Hao's eyes lit up: "Secretary! So you used to be a policeman."
Yang Luo chuckled, pointed to the chair in front of the desk and said, "Do it!"
Zhuang Hao sat on the chair: "Secretary! I don't know what you want me to do."
Yang Luo looked at him and said, "There is a very important thing that you need to do, but this matter is of great importance, and you must not leak any information."
It is impossible for Wang Yujia not to tell Zhuang Hao about the matter. Now that he is here, it proves that he has made a choice, so Yang Luo didn't go around in circles.
Zhuang Hao raised his chest: "Secretary! Tell me, I promise to complete the task."
Yang Luo pondered for a while: "I suspect that there is a problem with the quarry, and Luo Jinrong's hands may not be clean. If we investigate internally, we will definitely scare the snake away. Therefore, we can only start from the outside, that is, the quarry. And our time Not much, you have to find evidence of their violations as quickly as possible." Speaking of this, a red light flashed in Yang Luo's eyes, and he continued coldly: "We can use unconventional means to investigate, as long as we can get the evidence, It doesn't matter if one or two scumbags die, I will take care of you if something happens."
Zhuang Hao was startled by Yang Luo's murderous words, and almost exclaimed. He looked at Yang Luo with some hesitation.
Yang Luo took out the cigaretteThen, the staff members who were eating stopped holding their chopsticks.
Wu Zhong and Lu Jianfang had just appeared at the door. They shrank their necks when they heard Yang Luo's words, and backed out again. It took about ten seconds before they walked in. As if he didn't hear anything, Wu Zhong laughed and said, "The three secretaries are here too."
Yang Luo said with a smile: "Yes, people are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will feel hungry, especially breakfast. If you don't eat it, you will easily get stomach problems."
Lu Jianfang said: "Old Feng! What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and cook for us, the leaders are all hungry."
The fat master, Old Feng, was shocked, and slapped his son on the head: "What are you doing, kid, why don't you hurry up and bring the leader's dinner plate."
The young man rubbed his head, muttered something, turned around and ran into the kitchen, and ran out with a dozen white steel dinner plates.
Lao Feng first gave Yang Luo a meal: "Secretary Yang! This is yours."
Yang Luo took it and found a place to sit down. Zhong Zhixin, Wu Qianghui, Wu Zhong, and Lu Jianfang took the dinner tray to Yang Luo's table and sat down.
The four people looked at the food on the dinner plate and frowned. Zhong Zhixin and Wu Qianghui were better and could eat it. But Wu Zhong and Lu Jianfang just took two symbolic mouthfuls, then put down their chopsticks and looked at Yang Luo. There was a sneer in my heart, I don't believe you can eat such a meal.
The two of them were not the only ones who thought this way, even the staff members thought so. But soon, everyone was dumbfounded. Not only did Yang Luo eat up all the food, there was not even a grain of rice or a mouthful of soup left.
How did they know that Yang Luo was a soldier, and he used to do field training in the army. Especially when performing missions outside, there is nothing to eat without dry food. Insects, mice, tree roots, grass leaves, as long as he can eat, he has eaten, not to mention the hot food that has soup, water, and oil flowers. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com