Li Yuen nodded and signaled him to know.

Zou Shengxuan, who was sitting next to him, was curious and whispered.

"Someone took you to the airport last night to pick up my picture and sent it to the Internet.

Zou Shengxuan frowned, muttering, saying, "Now the Internet is really fast to the law. One person and one mobile phone, send out after shooting, regardless of the green soap and white, in order to see the eyeballs, how can it come?"

"The city leader's team did not engage in traffic control, nor did it affect other people's travel, nothing wrong."

Li Yuanlang listened to Zou Shengxuan's grievances with his face, and responded: "So, we must pay special attention in the future, try not to do this, save trouble."

"I think, this time you participated in Comrade Han Qi's body farewell on behalf of the Municipal Party Committee, and was fortunate to approach Comrade Jinfeng. Secretary Li, Comrade Jinfeng worked in Ruozhou for seven years.

Zou Shengxuan said with emotion: "Unfortunately, since Comrade Jinfeng's office, he has not returned to Ruozhou once."

Li Yuanglang felt: "There is a good and honest, Comrade Jinfeng is very assured."

In this sentence, the words are double -level. In the meaning of words, Lian Mingyu serves as the governor of the middle of the Middle Dynasties. How can Yu Jinfeng come.

It is easy to cause the illusion of the platform to be the platform of Lianmingyu.

"Yes." Zou Shengxuan's body leaned back, "Still secretary Li considers comprehensive, I am far worse than you."

Li Yuanglang didn't speak, and his eyes stared at the huge screen in front of him.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Comrade Zhang Hanqi Memorial Conference was held in the auditorium.

The venue is solemn and solemn, everyone's expression is low.

On the stage, silver gray as the background, and the black -bottom white banner is hung above the mouth of the table: Comrade Zhang Hanqi Mourning Conference.

In the middle, there is a huge color statue of Comrade Zhang Hanqi.

Zhang Hanqi's ashes are placed in the flowers and cypresses in front of the statue.

The ashes are covered with the bright red party flag.

Zhang Hanqi's children's baskets presented by their children were placed in front of Zhang Hanqi's ashes.

Six are standing with guns and guarding both sides.

Yu Jinfeng, Yan Huiguang, Wang Minghong, Shang Tianhe, Lin Weikuan, Du Xuanze, Feng Tao and others stood in the front row.

At the beginning of the memorial service, all stood up, silent for three minutes.

With the sound of the low sorrow, Li Yuenlang led all the staff to stand up and faced with a huge screen, all lowered their heads and mourned.

The cameraman held the camera and took a picture in front of the leaders of the first row of the first row.

At the same time, outside the building of Ruozhou Municipal Party Committee, the half -flags that have been descending are greeted by the wind.

The sounds of each intersection and the streets and alleys all sounded the sound of car horn.

On the giant TV screen of the city center, pedestrians stopped watching, and they couldn't help but follow the silence.

After silence, the majestic national anthem played on the scene.

Subsequently, in a dignified atmosphere, Yu Jinfeng caught mourning.

He highly commented on Comrade Zhang Hanqi's magnificent life, exhausted for the party, exhausted for the country, and worked hard.

He also said that it will inherit the legacy of Comrade Zhang Hanqi.

Finally, in the music sound of international songs, the memorial service ended.

The entire conference lasted about an hour.

Li Yuen Long and all staff are standing.

Until the TV signal turned to the live broadcast hall screen, Li Yuanglang and Zou Shengxuan led Ruozhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government officials to step out of the conference room.

After Zou Shengxuan came out, he returned to the city government directly.

It happened that Huang Zhongli and Li Yuen Long went all the way, and the two said while walking.

"Secretary Li, what does it feel like this trip to Beijing?" Huang Zhongli asked.

"Comrade Han Qi Gao Feng Liang Festival, the funeral is simple, without leaving ashes, it is worth our learning."

Huang Zhongli sighed, "The old comrades of their generation have experienced the rain of guns and bombs, and came from the bloody wind. Their spirit and Qi Festival, we are young, do n’t learn to learn."

As soon as the words turned around, Huang Zhongli also said: "Secretary Li has seen many old comrades, and you can listen to their teachings. It is a honor, envy me."

After speaking, he pointed to the front, "I'm here."

Back to the office each, Li Yuanglang tastes Huang Zhongli's presence of the foreword, and feels different.

The doubles returned from the hospital in the building, and did not report directly to Li Yuanglang. Instead, they rang the door of Cheng Yong's office.

"Secretary -General ..." Double nodded in the building, with a smile on his face.

Cheng Yong, who was writing things down, looked up at him, and asked: "What do Mu Qingxue say?"

Double bending slightly in the building, "Mu Qingxue said nothing."

"Didn't say it?" Cheng Yong put down his pen, leaned back on the back of the chair, touched his chin for a moment, and waved his hand, "You go to Secretary Li, remember, what happened at the time, including Mu Qingxue what happened, what was Mu Qingxue what happened.

Emoticons must be clearly explained, this is very important. "

"Yes, I must do it."

After the double left in the building, Cheng Yong got up and closed the door, walked back and forth in the office, and suddenly stood.

Go back and touch the mobile phone placed on the table, call out a number and dial out.

"Hello, hello, I am Cheng Yong, I have something to report to you ..."

It's almost noon, and the curtains in this man's room are still pulling. Only from the gap between the curtains, through a trace of sunlight, spread it on the large bed in the bedroom.

"What, you say."

There was a gurgling voice in the phone, this man listened, his eyes squinted, and he said with interest: "There is still this? Fun. Are you secret secretary, or are you not interested in women at all?

"

"A shocking beauty refuses to serve him, which is too close. Besides, the beauty committed suicide for this and left a four -character suicide note of 'beautiful guilty and guilty'. I think there are a lot of articles in it."

"Cheng Yong, you have to check it well, this is called ..."

"She is called Mu Qingxue." Cheng Yong was busy.

"Mu Qingxue just chose to commit suicide because Li Yuanlang refused to serve him, and there were other reasons, which was very critical."

The man lit a cigarette at hand and took a few mouthfuls to enjoy nicotine, while enjoying nicotine, even a little light appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, I will execute it right away."

Hanging the phone, this person leaned on the pillow and smoked one by one.

Crave.

One of the white tender arms like a white and tender arms, just put it on this person's chest.

He reached out and grabbed a woman next to the woman, and asked with a sneer: "Little fairy, do you have not played enough last night?"

"Don't, people are still sore now ..."

Ha ha!

This man laughed, wiped out cigarettes, and held the woman tightly.

Three days later, it was the weekend. Li Yuanglang woke up in the morning and called out.

"Ming Gao, where are you going?"

It is Ai Minggao who answered the phone.

"Secretary Li, I am on the streets of the residential area of ​​the Municipal Party Committee, the black Honda Accord, the license plate number is ..."

Li Yuen Long remember.

In the early December, Ruozhou, the highest temperature is about zero to 20 degrees, and the lowest is only ten degrees.

Li Yuanlang set a black jacket, raised a collar, put on a pair of flat mirrors.

If a whole pair of sunglasses is too conspicuous, it is easy to be noticed.

Walked out of the door with both hands, and looked around, but no one found someone to follow.

According to the positioning of Ai Ming's high incidence, find the Accord car on the roadside, open the door to the co -pilot position.

"Secretary Li." Ai Minggao, who was sitting in the driver, greeted.

"Hard work, you have to drive me in a big week."

"This is my honor." Ai Ming joking.

And told Li Yuanlang that the back seat of the car is equipped with Ruozhou specialty.

Li Yuanglang looked back and looked at it, filled with the seat, and got everything from Ruozhou from eating to drinking.

"Yes." Li Yuanglang took out a stack of cash and handed over.

"Secretary Li, what are you doing?"
To be continued...