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Text Chapter 839 Retribution in this world

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    Just as Jin Zetao was about to answer, Secretary Zhao Jing immediately said: "Wait a minute, Liu Shuping's deeds involve Banghai Bookstore. It is better for the municipal party committee to take the lead in this matter."

    Secretary Zhao Jing finally calmed down. Regardless of whether the old uncle Jin Zetao said was as noble as he said, he still had control over this matter and felt at ease.

    The deeds of the old uncle cannot be said to be touching. Although the time span is as long as several decades, the fact that she was discovered when she first took office is enough to show that the construction of spiritual civilization in Yongzhou has reached a new level.

    Recently, the central government has proposed in the form of a resolution that the focus of spiritual civilization construction this year and in the future is to establish a socialist ethics with social ethics, professional ethics and family virtues as the core content.

    And there is no doubt that after verification, if the old uncle¡¯s deeds are true, he is the most convincing and typical living model figure who practices socialist ethics.

    Ye Zhengxin was moved by his uncle's spirit. He was willing to be a book mover, hoping to take over his uncle's banner and continue to be a person who was not self-interested but dedicated to benefiting others.

    Jin Zetao was moved, but also worried about how to face such a living saint.

    Yun Gefei and his like were shocked, and after comparing their feelings, they finally came to the conclusion that this was an incredible move made by an incredible person.

    Mr. Hao was frightened and frightened. His fate was closely linked to his old uncle. If the old uncle became a moral model, he would undoubtedly be the best negative reference to contrast this moral saint.

    Zhao Jing rationally turned her uncle's deeds into her political capital.

    When she was about to put down the phone, Zhao Jing suddenly said: "Jia Yong and the others didn't cause any trouble to you, Xiqiao."

    Jin Zetao glanced at the frightened Jia Yong.  Said: "Secretary Zhao. Jia Yong and the others have just heard about the old uncle's deeds. They were all deeply moved. I believe that with the support of Secretary Zhao, the old uncle's deeds will soon be passed down by people. The old uncle is a man who can make people  A soul-shaking person, his name will definitely be closely linked with your name, Secretary Zhao."

    This kind of kind words are easy to use and are helpful but free of charge.  Jin Zetao was still unstinting, and Zhao Jing's gloomy mood just now suddenly became cheerful, and even Secretary Lao Wang's wrinkled pig-loin face became pleasing to the eye.

    Jin Zetao's words flattered Jia Yong and won over Secretary Zhao Jing. At this point, all avenues for Mr. Hao to intercede were cut off.

    At this time, Xie Daoming, Secretary of the Xiqiao County Discipline Inspection Commission, had already appeared upstairs with a smile. In fact, he had already come downstairs when County Magistrate Jin and Secretary Zhao Jing were on the phone, and it was just the leadership conversation.  It's not easy for him to interrupt rashly.

    Before Jin Zetao could give instructions, Xie Daoming said: "County Magistrate Jin. I heard everything you just said. As you said, everyone was moved by my uncle's deeds. I am also the same. Please ask Magistrate Jin."  Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll organize an investigation immediately, and I won¡¯t withdraw my troops until the truth comes to light.¡±

    Xie Daoming, as his name suggests, is a sensible person. Jin Zetao suggested that the Discipline Inspection Commission come forward, not only to find out the old uncle's deeds, but also to clear the old uncle's innocence, and also to find out some ulterior people and things behind this matter.

    Xie Daoming has been away from the Discipline Inspection Commission system for several years, but as a veteran of Banghai, everyone knows that Xie Daoming has a nickname called Smiling Tiger, which is a name that once made Banghai cadres frightened.

    Mr. Hao¡¯s hands and feet were trembling, and his whole body was limp. If he hadn¡¯t been leaning against the wall, he would have collapsed to the ground.

    Whether it was Jia Yong or Yun Gefei, they looked at him as if they were strangers and outsiders. Secretary Zhao personally spoke to ask for verification. At this moment, Mr. Hao seemed to see his own end.

    Upstairs, Jin Zetao was still exchanging notes on metabolic matters. Mr. Hao looked down the stairs with dull eyes. The old man, who looked like a zombie, chuckled: "Retribution. This retribution really comes quickly. Retribution in this world!"

    The middle-aged man who looks like a bear and has eyes like mung beans laughed even louder: "I told you earlier that you dare to confront County Magistrate Jin. Who else is it? You are really brave."

    The last idiot with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes held his belly with both hands and laughed even more crazily: "Look at how stupid he looks, I'll tell you that when he went out, his head was caught by the door panel, making him a second-rate idiot!"

    Mr. Hao stared at Li Liangcai and the others stupidly, and suddenly remembered what County Magistrate Jin had just said downstairs, hoping that he would remember what he did today, and that the sky network would be vast and not omissions would be missed.

    ??It turned out that he had already said this for his current fate. How much Mr. Hao hoped that the scene in front of him was just a nightmare, and the three idiots in front of him were just an illusion. He regretted it so much!

    Jiwotou Qiaosang went downstairs step by step, silently, no longer as jumpy as before, he got downstairs.Behind the stairs, I didn't even stop for a moment and went straight out of the bookstore.

    Jin Zetao wanted to ask for a guest, but Jia Yong and others left in a hurry. No one wanted to stay in the store for a moment. Feng Luoyu waved to him and followed him quickly.

    Seeing that the scourge of Jiwotou disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, Kanazawa breathed a sigh of relief.

    Mr. Hao was about to take advantage of the chaos and leave quietly, but Li Liangcai stood in front of him with his hands behind his back: "You actually want to use this bookstore in exchange for favors. You almost ruined my good deeds. Do you want to leave? County Magistrate Jin has something else to do."  Looking for you."

    Jin Zetao waved his hand towards Lu Hongwei: "If you gather a crowd to cause trouble, put him in custody first. Secretary Xie, we need to work on him to find out what happened to the old uncle. We are all old colleagues in the bookstore for many years, so we must know the situation quite well."

    Mr. Hao¡¯s feet went weak, and he was carried into the police car outside the bookstore by two policemen. Whether it was fear or the two policemen¡¯s movements, Mr. Hao screamed all the way and was put into the police car.

    Being stopped outside the bookstore, the neighbors who had not dispersed all clapped their hands and cheered. Just now it was Mr. Hao, the loser, who led the gang of foreigners into the bookstore.

    The old uncle was still sleeping, so Jin Zetao explained to Ye Zhengxin, comforted the old uncle, his wife and daughter, and quickly returned to the winery as it was getting late.

    Before he could reach the winery, Xie Ling called: "County Magistrate Jin, we are finished here and are rushing to the hotel. Can you come over for dinner?"

    Kanazawa asked: "How was the discussion? Any questions?"

    Xie Ling said: "We still need to continue discussing the details, and we will continue the discussion after dinner. Other things have basically been agreed. Now the two sides still have differences mainly in terms of employee placement."

    Jin Zetao smiled and said: "People and property come first. Let's talk slowly. Don't be anxious. I'll go straight to Qilin Mountain."

    Today, the county government hosted a banquet for Wu Qinglong, chairman of Banghai Liquor Industry, and his delegation. The banquet was located at the waterside pavilion next to Furong Pavilion, the main banquet hall used by the county People¡¯s Congress a few days ago. The pavilion is named Yinlu.

    At the entrance of Drinking Green Pavilion, there are two ancient willow trees transplanted from unknown places. They are lush and green, with new sprouts sprouting from the old trees, and they look particularly lively.

    There was also a couplet hanging at the door: "Horses come and go in the shade of ancient willows, and birds sing deep in the beautiful flowers." Nian Xiaoyu stood next to the couplet and waited. When he saw Jin Zetao coming in, he hurried to greet him and said, "Jin County  Chief, you are here, Mayor Xie and the others have just entered."

    Jin Zetao raised his feet and was about to go in when he heard someone behind him shouting: "Hey, you are so rude. People even arrived at your door and didn't greet you. It's so rude."

    Jin Zetao turned around in astonishment. At this time, the sky was filled with sunset, and Chicken Cothead, accompanied by Feng Luoyu, was walking towards him in the glow. A few feet away, a man with a flat head raised his head and admired the three stone drums with inscriptions on the Drinking Green Pavilion.

    Jin Zetao said with a smile: "In the bookstore just now, I didn't notice anyone who disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. You left without saying goodbye and came uninvited. Let Mr. Feng judge who is incompetent."

    "Jiwotou's dress may be avant-garde and fashionable in the eyes of young people, but in Nian Xiaoyu's eyes, she is no different from a prostitute living on the street.

    Nian Xiaoyu¡¯s eyes almost fell to the ground as he was personally accompanied by the dignified boss.

    Jin Zetao spoke so kindly to her, which surprised him even more. Who is this beggar woman to ask the two of them to be so careful when talking to him.

    Jiwotou was speechless and said shamelessly: "I don't care. Anyway, in your territory, you are the master and I am the guest. No matter what you say, you are unreasonable."

    Feng Luoyu smoothed things over and said, "Okay, Xiao Sangzi, I am the owner of the hotel. County Magistrate Jin has guests here tonight. He will come over in a while."

    Jiwotou was even more dissatisfied: "Am I not a guest? Anyway, I came all the way from the capital. Hey, where do your guests come from? Are they as far away as me?"

    This time it was Kanazawa's turn to be speechless. What he said made sense. The guests did not distinguish between high and low, only distance.

    Kanazawa looked around and quickly changed the subject: "Where are the fake gentlemen and the others?"

    "Fake gentleman? You mean it's Jia Yong? When he left, his mother told him to go home for dinner. They didn't stop for a moment and went straight back to Yongzhou." Jiwotou said disdainfully.

    Zhao Jing was worried that Jia Yong would suffer a loss in Xiqiao, so after talking to Jin Zetao on the phone, she eagerly called her son home.

    Jin Zetao couldn't help but laugh: "They came with you, so why don't you leave?"

    The chicken coop head was raised, and he walked over with a thump. He raised his foot high and stamped on his instep. Kanazawa flashed calmly.

    Chicken Nest Head stepped on the air and said angrily: "We walk upright and sit upright, but I really don't care about their bad things. Why do we have to go with them?"

    KanazawaTao raised his finger and praised: "It's really different. It has personality! It's bloody!"

    This is Jiwotou's favorite thing to hear. He smiled so hard that his white teeth were exposed: "Of course, making money with real money is your skill. Even my grandfather can't spare me for making this dirty money. Look at how pitiful that old man is. He will spend his whole life."  He doesn¡¯t even have a home, he¡¯s so old, and he still has to be kicked out of the house, it¡¯s really pitiful.¡±

    In the eyes of Jiwotou, the old uncle is a pitiful person. Perhaps, she still cannot understand the meaning of the old uncle doing this, as well as the hardship and sorrow behind it.

    Jin Zetao twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "If they all understand things like you, there wouldn't be so many pitiful people. I have been doing good things all my life, but when I get old, I don't even have a home. It's pitiful. I didn't expect you."  In addition to being bloody, he also has a sense of justice." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates!
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