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Chapter 1119: The Past

After talking to Wang Haichen for more than an hour, Li Yuanglang walked out of the hospital and looked at the night sky of the stars.

Take out the mobile phone, Li Yuanglang dial out a number, "Sayaki, I want to know the whole situation of the old factory, including when Fan Youcheng bought it."

Tong Zaohui thought about it and said, "I checked it as soon as I go to work tomorrow, and send the result to your mailbox."

"Hard work." Li Yuanglang put down his mobile phone and looked up at the night sky again. He couldn't calm down for a long time.

He commented on Wang Haichen in his heart.

He said that he was a good person, but he did everything, and Li Yuen couldn't agree with it.

He is a wicked, his essence is not bad.

It may be the reason why Wang Haichen's personality is, that is, the old good people in our lives.

I do n’t have to offend who, who do n’t hit, and do n’t want to be bad behind.

Such people, if ordinary people, are definitely qualified to make people thumbs up.

However, put him in the long position of a city, it is not qualified at all.

And in some things, he made a mistake, or even an accomplice.

Wang Haichen has almost experienced the test of life and death, or the person who escaped in the dead, he saw all that he could communicate with Li Yuanlang frankly, and spoke all the words in his heart.

This is also good, at least solve many doubts and confusion in Li Yuanglang's heart.

I was thinking about solving the problem of demolition of the old factory as soon as possible. Now it seems that things are very complicated, not as simple as he thinks.

This night, Li Yuanglang turned around, and the insomnia that had not been lost for a long time, once again eroded his brain nerves.

Fortunately, the next day's meeting was only one morning, and there was a long lunch break at noon.

Wake up and nourish the spirit, Li Yuanglang received an email from Wu Zaohui.

There is a tablet in Mu Guangsen, even on the WiFi, and Li Yuanglang's eyes look intently from beginning to end.

It was once a knitting factory. When the three railways were smashed, the factory closed down.

Later, it was bought by a wealthy businessman in Beijing, saying that it was necessary to build a chemical factory.

At that time, surrounded the entire factory area, and in the high wall, the soil transport cars came in and out of the car one by one, so lively.

Everyone thinks that it must be the construction of chemical facilities, and I don't care.

A year later, the hot scene was gone, and only a row of new bungalows was replaced.

This is strange. Where is the good chemical factory?

Since the two parties signed a contract for 20 years, wealthy merchants need to complete the chemical plant within five years.

Every time the leaders of Deping contacted the wealthy businessman, they pushed them away for various reasons. Then, the mobile phone became a empty number.

From this judgment, this so -called wealthy businessman is 100 % a liar.

No matter, the leaders of Deping can only break their teeth and swallow into their stomachs.

When he was looking for the pick -up home, Fan Youcheng set up first, and took this mess.

This time, Fan Youcheng wanted to build a chemical plant.

At that time, the sincere chemical industry was as good as the sky, and the orders were flying all over the sky.

As a result, expanding the production and construction branch has become the top priority of sincerity and Fan Youcheng.

From the local enterprise to take over this site, the leaders of Deping City are naturally happy to see it.

After the green lights, Fan Youcheng did not take the power of blowing ash, so he won the right to use here for fifty years.

I do not know why, when Fan Youcheng was preparing to build a branches, suddenly there was no movement.

This can make the leaders of Deping City in urgent enough, and contacted Fan Youcheng three times and five times, and wanted to figure out the ins and outs of the dragon.

Strangely, when Fan Youcheng and then the secretary of the Deping Municipal Party Committee Qian Moran talked about it, Qian Mo didn't even ask this, and the leaders of Deping City were silent.

Until now, this place has always been deserted.

If it weren't for Li Yuanglang, everyone had forgotten it here, and the dusty past would be completely annihilated in the long history.

I did not expect that a seemingly inconspicuous place was deserted, but there was such a complicated story, and Li Yuanlang was surprised.

Qian Mo, the retired old secretary of Deping City, wants to come now, now there are about seventy.

The information about Qian Mo is all in the Municipal Party Committee's veteran cadre bureau.

The old cadre bureau is the lower -level unit of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee.

"Comrade Liang Tao, I am Li Yuanglang."

& n nbsp; Liang Tao heard it, for a moment.

The mayor Li and him had only a few times, and there was no deep friendship.

I do n’t know the intention of Li Yuanlang's phone call, Liang Tao instinctively asked for a good voice and asked, "What are the instructions for Mayor Li?"

Li Yuanglang said, "Comrade Liang Tao, I want to inquire, Comrade Qian Mo, the original old secretary of our city, is he okay now?"

Liang Tao said: "You are asking Qian Lao, his body has been bad, high blood pressure diabetes, he was hospitalized again a month ago. As for how I am not very clear now. If Mayor Li wants to know, I will give it immediately.

You ask. "

Li Yuanglang said, "No, during the meeting in the morning, someone asked me to ask me, I just asked casually."

His idea was that after the meeting was completed, he returned to Deping City and took the time to visit the old secretary.

The meeting ended in the morning three days later. Li Yuanglang did not delay for a moment.

In the car, Mu Guangsen suddenly received a call, Xiao Heng, secretary general of the Municipal Party Committee Office.

He handed his mobile phone to Li Yuen Long, and Xiao Heng said on the phone: "Mayor Li, tell you a painful news, Comrade Qian Mo, the former secretary of the municipal party committee of our city, was invalid due to illness.

Destiny. "

"What!" Li Yuanglang was surprised, wouldn't it be so coincidental?

He originally thought about going to visit. How can people get gone in a blink of an eye?

After quickly stabilizing the mind, Li Yuanglang asked: "What are the instructions for Secretary Chen?"

Xiao Heng told him, "Secretary Chen's lover is still in the hospital. She can't get rid of her for a while.

"Oh, that's it." Li Yuanglang murmured.

Originally, Qian Mo was the secretary of the old municipal party committee. His funeral was attended by the main leaders of the Municipal Party Committee.

Chen Yushu did not go. As the deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, Zhao Xin went to participate on behalf of the municipal party committee.

Li Yuenlang was very sorry. One was Qian Mo's death, and there was one.

Why did Qian Mo's attitude change greatly, no matter how much about that land.

Among them, only Qiang Mo and Fan Youcheng knew the reason.

Qian Mo was dead. With his attitude towards Fan Youcheng that night, Fan Youcheng would definitely not say it.

This clue is broken.

Li Yuanlang leaned on the seat, closed his eyes tightly, and he was extremely disappointed and sorry.

As soon as the car entered the urban area, Li Yuanglang asked the driver to drive the car directly to the city hospital.

Holding a bouquet, Li Yuanglang walked into Sun Zhiao's ward.

As soon as he came in, Chen Yushu was wiped his face with a towel with a towel.

Ding Yao's result of flowers, poured a glass of water for Li Yuanlang, turned and left.

"Mayor Li, are you just returning from the provincial capital?"

"Yeah, I heard that Director Sun was injured and hospitalized, I rushed over and took a look."

Sun Zhiao struggled to sit up and waved his hand: "Mayor Li is too polite, you come to see me as soon as you come back, so dare not be."

"Actually my body has long ..."

Half of his words, but was interrupted by Chen Yushu. "There is no problem with the injury of the car accident of my old grandson, but the doctor checks that he has some other basic diseases. I want to take the opportunity to give him a good treatment."

"Secretary Chen is indeed a good wife, Director Sun, you are blessed."

With an unnatural smile, Chen Yushu greeted Li Yuanlang to talk next door.

She first mentioned Qian Mo's death. "Well, the old secretary Qian died unfortunately. Our old grandson could not leave me.

Li Yuenong nodded: "Secretary Qian is our old secretary, and has made great contributions to the prosperity and development of our city. As a younger generation, we should send him the last journey.

Take out time and go with Deputy Secretary Zhao. "

"Very good, if Mayor Li and Comrade Zhao Xin came forward, I believe Qian Lao will be comforted under Jiuquan."

After talking about this, Li Yuanglang took the initiative to talk about the suspension of demolition projects.

"Secretary Chen, President Zhou of Zhengdao Company, and the general manager of Hua Yu, all called me and expressed great attention to the suspension of demolition."

"Jiaming Company and them have contracts. They cannot be completed according to the provisions of the above regulations. They must bear huge compensation."

"Secretary Chen ..."
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