Although Jiang Wenshan did not get angry this time, Kang Mingde still felt the strong anger in his boss's words, which also made him feel that his political career in Huzhou was almost a foregone conclusion.

Seeing Kang Mingde leave his office, Jiang Wenshan's anger can be imagined. Even his most loyal lackey came to test himself. What does this mean? Once he loses power, the things surrounding you will gradually move away, flattering, complimenting, women, wealth, and these will eventually pass away.

Woman, yes, I haven't been to my own woman for a long time. Zheng Xiaoai is destined to be a woman I can't take with me. Although she never refuses every time I go to find her, this woman has never taken the initiative to please me. Since she can't take with me, it may be left to others. This is something he can't tolerate, so he reached out to the cell phone on the table.

But as soon as his hand touched the phone, the phone actually rang. When he touched it, he found that it was called by his son Jiang Haiyang.

"What's up?"

"Dad, are you still in the office? Is it easy to speak?"

"I'm in the office, tell me, what's wrong?"

"It seems that people are coming from the province. They are investigating the number of flood casualties. Do you know this? Are there any problems?" Jiang Haiyang asked. The Huzhou cadres who had sex with Jiang Haiyang were not the only ones Kang Mingde and Tan Daqing. So although Jiang Haiyang did not care about politics, these people would reveal a lot of information intentionally or unintentionally when they were having a party and drinking in private. So although the number of casualties in this flood was determined by Jiang Wenshan himself, the number circulated below was not so small, so Jiang Haiyang was concerned about this matter.

When Jiang Wenshan heard this, he felt a bitter feeling in his heart, and his back felt a chill, and his hands holding the phone began to shake. If Jiang Haiyang saw his father's appearance at this time, he would be even more surprised, because Jiang Wenshan's face was pale at this time and he had no prestige of the emperor of Huzhou City.

"Dad, Dad, are you listening?" Jiang Haiyang said that there was no news about Jiang Wenshan for a long time, so he asked again.

"Well, who is coming?"

"It seems like a reporter, it is said to be from the Central South Legal Daily. Dad, what should I do about this?"

"What should I do? Ask me what to do? Did this reporter come to interview and contact our propaganda department? Is he a real reporter? It's just a mess." Jiang Wenshan gradually recovered and roared on the phone.

After making the phone, he threw his cell phone on the table, then fucked the red phone on the table and called the Propaganda Minister He Lili.

He Lili felt a little confused when she received an angry call from Jiang Wenshan, but the anger and panic in the boss's tone impressed her.

"Minister He, has the provincial reporters come to interview with you with your consent?"

"Reporter? Secretary Jiang, I don't know about this. When did this happen?" He Lili said nervously. Although Jiang Wenshan did not say what the reporter came to interview, she could hear from Jiang Wenshan's tone that it seemed that the reporter was interviewing something shameful. No matter who he met, she, as the propaganda minister, could not escape responsibility as long as this matter existed.

"Then, since you don't know, you won't go to investigate. Now is an extraordinary period in Huzhou. Post-disaster reconstruction is our top priority. However, these reporters are afraid that the world will not be in chaos and are most likely to ignore our achievements. If you are the Minister of Propaganda, you must take responsibility for this matter." Jiang Wenshan hung up the phone after saying that, not giving her a chance to defend her.

Although He Lili didn't know where the reporter was and where the reporter came to interview, since the boss gave the order, she had to deal with it quickly, so she tentatively called Jiang Wenshan's secretary Jiang Pinggui.

"Director Jiang, what's going on? The secretary just got angry and said that it was a reporter from the province who came to interview him. Do you know this? Where is the reporter now?" He Lili usually calls Jiang Pinggui Xiao Jiang, but this time she actually called him Director Jiang, which made Jiang Pinggui feel a little flattered.

"Oh, this, I don't know, what reporter?" Jiang Pinggui was startled, but then calmed down. He believed that Ding Changsheng would not betray him, and the things he provided were copies of documents reported from various streets and districts below. The originals had been destroyed. Even if this matter was not verified, he would not be found on his head.

"Director Jiang, this is the case. Please help me ask the secretary again. I still don't know where the reporter is. What should I do? Good brother, when this matter is over, I'll ask you and help me, ah." He Lili really didn't ask for someone so humbly.

"Don't leave, Minister He, I'll ask now, you wait," Jiang Pinggui said humbly. Although He Lili is just a propaganda minister, she is a member of the Standing Committee. Whether now or in the future, she has the right to speak at the Standing Committee. If she wants to stay in Huzhou, such a relationship will never be missing.

When Jiang Pinggui opened the door and went in, Jiang Wenshan was standing by the window with his hands behind his back and looking at the scenery in the distance. Although the scenery in the distance is OK, the vastness of winter is still frustrating, especially after experiencing a flood, Huzhou City can be said to be dilapidated and lifeless.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Wenshantou asked without replying.

"Secretary, Minister He wants to ask the reporter where he is now. She has gone out to deal with it, but the streets are messy and it is hard to find." Jiang Pinggui tried to calm his tone. After all, he has been following Jiang Wenshan for more than ten years. When he mentioned the reporter's matter, he was still a little panicked. Betrayaling this thing is really tormenting.

"Ignore her and let her find her by herself. She is in her position and does not plan her own affairs. She really doesn't know what she is doing for food." Jiang Wenshan's tone had no chance, as if a robot was talking.

Jiang Pinggui had no choice but to agree and retreat.

Jiang Wenshan called Jiang Haiyang again. At the critical moment, his son was more trustworthy and no one could do it.
Chapter completed!