Hearing Wang Musheng say that, Jin Shiman had to look at him again, then smiled helplessly, and said, "Secretary Wang is worthy of being Secretary Wang!"

Wang Musheng smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Jin is worthy of being Mr. Jin."

Jin Shiman couldn't help but give him a blank look: "Hmph! You'd better stop praising me like this!"

"Why?"

"Because in my opinion, you are not only a domineering county party secretary, but also a very smart businessman."

"Hey..." Wang Musheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Let's not praise each other, let's talk about the issue of cooperation in the project just now."

"You said that, what else do I have to say?" Jin Shiman smiled, "Then we will draft an intention contract as you said, and then slowly discuss the details."

After hearing what Jin Shiman said, Wang Musheng nodded happily: "Finish!"

...

After dinner, according to Jin Shiman's meaning, he wanted to arrange to sing on KTV, but Wang Musheng knew in his heart that what songs they were going to sing on KTV was nothing more than that Jin Shiman wanted to find an opportunity to get along with him alone. Wang Musheng understood more clearly that in that environment and atmosphere, with drinking a little wine, it gradually became difficult for each other to control their emotions. If he couldn't make a good fight, he might have sex with Jin Shiman?

So after the meal, Wang Musheng made an excuse that there was something wrong and fleeed.

...

On his way back to the county party committee’s family compound, he kept thinking that if he really succeeded in his cooperation with Jin Shiman this time, there would be a new change in the appearance of Luchuan County, which would still have a certain promoting effect on driving the economy.

Wang Musheng also knew in his heart that it was no longer time to engage in political struggles, but time to improve political achievements.

As for the current political situation in Luchuan County, he is in control of the overall situation.

Take Song Fugui as an example, he has no strength.

Song Fugui is a little anxious now.

...

At 11 o'clock that night, Wang Musheng had just lying down in the bedroom and was about to go to bed. Inexplicably, unexpectedly, Song Fugui called him.

Seeing that the phone was called by Song Fugui, Wang Musheng was stunned for a while at the display screen of his phone, because he couldn't think of why Song Fugui called him so late?

In fact, the phone call from Song Fugui was also thought about and thought about it. He thought about the deadlock he was facing now and knew that he had completely defeated Wang Musheng, so Song Fugui called this phone call and wanted to make peace.

After a while, Wang Musheng finally decided to answer the phone.

Song Fugui on the other end of the phone listened to Wang Musheng's call, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "Secretary Wang, are you not asleep yet? I haven't disturbed you, right?"

Suddenly, when Wang Musheng heard Song Fugui's tone of speaking, he couldn't help but feel happy, and said to himself, Song Fugui, Song Fugui, are you old guy finally willing to bow your head now?

Then, Wang Musheng asked: "Old Song, it's so late... Do you have anything to come to me?"

"It's nothing. It's just... tonight... I suddenly had insomnia and couldn't sleep, so I just wanted to..."

"You said, Lao Song."

"I want to invite Secretary Wang, you... out for midnight snacks."

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Wang Musheng couldn't help but feel nervous, thinking, Could it be that Song Fugui, the son of the turtle, also want to play with a dog's rush?

Thinking of it, Wang Musheng said with an excuse: "It's so late, there's no place to have midnight snacks in Luchuan County, right?"

"We can go to Jinfu Garden." Song Fugui said hurriedly.

Wang Musheng frowned and thought, thinking that it was not right to go, and it was not right not to go...

If you go, it is very likely that Song Fugui set up a pre-order and wanted to find an opportunity to assassinate him this night?

But if you don’t go, it’s not appropriate, because it’s also possible that Song Fugui wants to make peace?

Usually, when calling like this, you either have something to worry about or have a conspiracy?

But for Song Fugui, Wang Musheng has always wanted to be with him. After all, his cousin Song Chuyu is now the secretary of the provincial standing committee, so it is better not to have a too stiff relationship...

After some careful consideration, Wang Musheng finally agreed: "Okay, is this over?"

“…”

After hanging up the phone, Wang Musheng got up, put on his clothes, and then prepared enough daggers on his body. After that, he called Yan Yan and told her that he and Song Fugui had gone for a midnight snack.

Obviously, in Wang Musheng's opinion, it was a great disaster to see Song Fugui that night, so he told Yan Yan in a special case.

But when he went out, Wang Musheng thought about it again and felt that if Song Fugui really wanted to harm him, there was no need to give him such a call, so he felt that to a large extent, it might be... Song Fugui wanted to ask him for peace?

After all, Song Fugui is a person with good face and is very low-key in his work, so he definitely doesn't want too many people to know about it...

...

Half an hour later, after Wang Musheng met Song Fugui at Jinding Pavilion in Jinfu Garden, he ordered a noodle soup, ordered a few cold dishes, and then ordered a few bottles of beer.

The two sat face to face around the big round table in the Jinding Pavilion, and Song Fugui was looking at Wang Musheng...

Wang Musheng was also looking at Song Fugui, but he saw Song Fugui's face solemn.

After Song Fugui looked at Wang Musheng thoughtfully again, he finally said, "Secretary Wang, actually... some things, some words... I don't know where to start, but I think Secretary Wang, you still understand in your heart?"

Suddenly, when Wang Musheng heard Song Fugui say this, he was stunned. He looked at Song Fugui, and then asked with a faint smile: "Old Song, are you... you have something hidden in your heart? You have always wanted to say it but don't want to say it?"

Song Fugui smiled bitterly solemnly: "Actually... I think you still understand Secretary Wang."

"But I really don't understand what you want to say?" Wang Musheng said this.

"I don't know what I want to say? It's just..." Song Fugui frowned in depression, "I suddenly thought... Since Secretary Wang, you came to our Luchuan County, a lot of things have happened, but it seems that everything... is nothing in front of you, Secretary Wang?"

Hearing Song Fugui say this, Wang Musheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Song, let me tell you the truth. Although I am young, my experience is quite complicated. I have seen and experienced it, so some comrades want to play tricks under my nose, which is really underestimating my ability."

Obviously, this is naturally something in the words, and it was also specifically said to Song Fugui.

After hearing this, Song Fugui felt a chill in his heart...

Because Song Fugui naturally knew in his heart that how many things he had done behind his back did not hurt Wang Musheng's vitality. Obviously, he also knew that Wang Musheng's Taoism was unfathomable.

After a while, Song Fugui smiled embarrassedly and said, "Secretary Wang, I think... Maybe I have many inadequate aspects in my past work, so please forgive me, Secretary Wang!"

After hearing Song Fugui say this, Wang Musheng snickered in his heart, then looked at Song Fugui: "Old Song, have you suddenly figured out a lot of problems?"

"Hey..." Song Fugui smiled embarrassedly, "Is that true? So I think... I will do my best to cooperate with your work in the future."

Wang Musheng listened and understood that Song Fugui asked him out for midnight snack so late to ask for peace...

So, Wang Musheng looked at Song Fugui again, and then said, "Let's not mention the past things."

"Okay." Song Fugui hurriedly picked up the wine glass, "Come on, Secretary Wang, I'll give you a glass!"

Wang Musheng smiled faintly, and while holding up the wine glass, he said, "Old Song, in fact, what we should do now is to work together to solve the economic problems in Luchuan County. Apart from that, everything else is fucking nonsense."

"I already know." As he said that, Song Fugui took the initiative to touch the wine glass with Wang Musheng...

After drinking a glass of wine, Wang Musheng looked at Song Fugui with a faint smile, and then said, "Old Song, it seems that you have slowly seen the problem clearly?"

"Yes." Song Fugui nodded, "After reflecting tonight, I did see clearly where the problem lies."

In fact, Song Fugui knew in his heart that even if he continued to do it, it would be difficult for Wang Musheng to win.

Wang Musheng looked at Song Fugui with a faint smile again, and then asked: "Old Song, you asked me out tonight, just want to talk to me about these things, right?"

"right."

"Then..." Wang Musheng said, picking up the beer bottle beside him and pouring wine, "I'll toast you too."

“…”

After the midnight snack that night, on the way back, Wang Musheng couldn't help but think happily, "The old guy Song Fugui is still asking me for peace in the end, right?"

Now it seems... my work in Luchuan County will be smoother and smoother in the future?

...

However, just the next morning, as soon as Wang Musheng arrived at the county party committee, Liao Youcai called him and said that Song Fugui was dead.

Suddenly hearing this, Wang Musheng was stunned and hurriedly said, "Old Liao, tell me slowly, what is the situation of Old Song?!!"

"Okay. That's it... Secretary Wang, we received a call from the police at 7:30 in the morning, and then immediately rushed to the scene of the crime and found that the deceased was Song Fugui."

“Where is the crime scene?!!”

“In an alley near his house.”

"The cause of death is..."

"After the scene, it was murdered. On the surface, it seemed to be suicide, but in fact it was murdered."
Chapter completed!