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Xue Xiang scratched his head a little and smiled, "I've said it a long time ago, we don't need to worry about it. If you have these two people, it's not a chance for others to worry about it!"

Liao Guoyou originally planned to persuade Xue Xiang to use the power of the backstage to operate. At this moment, seeing that he was really not moved, he simply relieved and smiled and said, "Yes, it's useless to think about anyone. Brother, you said there is only one person. Why didn't Secretary Wei and County Magistrate Yu fight to break the head? Instead, it's so good that it's like a mix of oil in honey. Isn't it strange!"

Xue Xiang said: "Didn't you just mentioned a radish and a pit? Why did you forget to fill it? You have to make a pit out!"

Liao Guoyou slapped his forehead and smiled and said, "Look at my memory, I forgot it. It seems that Secretary Wei eats meat and County Magistrate Yu drinks soup. No wonder these two can make do with each other. Brother, who do you think Secretary Wei will give me this piece of meat?"

Xue Xiang's eyes lit up, "Haha, after you say that, we really have to worry about it."

Liao Guoyou sat up straight and stared at Xue Xiang and said, "Your brother has changed his mind again!"

Xue Xiang waved his hand, "I said I was thinking about it, but we didn't mean we were thinking about it, we had to think about it for others!"

"Who do you think about it?" Liao Guoyou said strangely.

"I'm just for Minister Song, Minister Song has worked hard and made great contributions. I think he is the most suitable position!"

Puff, Liao Guoyou was so shocked that he spewed out the cigarette butt. After a lot of trouble, he pressed the cigarette butt that had landed into the ashtray, "Song Yuntong? Brother, why are you kidding, he's a big guy..."

At this point, Liao Guoyou had a flash of inspiration, but he could no longer say anything. Instead, he smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's time to think about Lao Song, and you can't let honest people suffer losses!"

In an instant, Liao Guoyou's face smiled and he was as happy as if he was about to be promoted.

After a while, Liao Guoyou suddenly stood up, "Brother. Go to my house for dinner tonight. Your sister-in-law greets me. I am only responsible for passing the message. Whether to go or not, you can do it yourself! After that, take a step and leave!

Xue Xiangqi said, "What are you doing? I'm so anxious!"

At this moment, Liao Guoyou had already walked outside the door and looked back from the door frame, "Look at what your brother said, we have to congratulate Lao Song!"

Liao Guoyou went there happily, without turning around, and went straight to Song Yuntong's office.

"Bao, babe, babe. Cough, cough, cough... Lao Song, you are chopping firewood in the office to make fire, you will choke me to death!"

Liao Guoyou bumped into the door and felt like he was in the turret. The room was filled with smoke. He couldn't tell the east and west, and he couldn't see the north and south. He waved his hand for a while before he vaguely saw someone sitting on the sofa beside the door, looking at the figure of Song Yuntong.

Liao Guoyou took a few steps and went to the coffee table to find a stack of newspapers. He sang in the house for a while, then walked to the window, opening the entire window. The breeze was like a wave, and it flowed in, and in a moment it wiped out the filth in the house!

"Old Song, what's wrong, my god. How much cigarettes do you have to smoke!"

As soon as Liao Guoyou turned back to the sofa, he saw clearly the tea table. On the floor, cigarette butts were everywhere on the sofa, and gray-brown ash was spread everywhere. When he looked at Song Yuntong's eyes were red as blood, covered in blood, his hair was messy, his body was crooked on the sofa, and his legs were placed on the coffee table, looking half-dead.

Liao Guoyou then used the newspaper to buzz the ash on the sofa and sat down in front of Song Yuntong, "Old Song, what's wrong with you? Who are you angry with?"

To put it in detail, Liao Guoyou and Song Yuntong have not had a good relationship, and there are many conflicts. Originally, these two were as famous as Wei and Yu Dingzhong. At the Standing Committee, they were both verbal and fight. However, they were all their own leaders, and these two were not very jealous of each other. On the contrary, the Standing Committee, the two of them were from martial artists and had similar tempers. They usually curse and speak well.

Who would have thought that at this moment, Liao Guoyou was asking about his well-being like a close sister, but it aroused Song Yuntong's anger.

The half-dead Song Yuntong jumped up from the sofa and pointed at Liao Guoyou and cursed: "Slaves of the Three Clans, why are you so proud? I am really ashamed of you. I licked the PG of Xue and got involved in the Public Security Bureau Chief. Why? Now, seeing that the man is in a downturn, I will run here to show off my power. What's the matter? You're a dog, go back and tell the Xue's surname. He won't get what I can't get, so he can't get it!"

Song Yuntong was already extremely rough, but now he was so embarrassed that he was angry that he didn't care about anything. He had already thrown away the official's body, and he even creatively used the "three-family slaves" and almost cursed Liao Guoyou's brain.

Speaking of which, Liao Guoyou is the most grateful guy. Yu Dingzhong helped him. He has been going through fire and water for Yu Dingzhong until now. If it weren't for a wife who was as wise as Zhuge who was blowing the pillow wind on the side and Xue Xiang helped him fulfill his long-cherished wish, Liao Guoyou would never have changed his family. And this kind of guy who is most grateful is the most taboo to others scold him for betrayal. At this moment, Song Yuntong, a slave from the three surnames, turned red, and he almost got up to fight with Song Yuntong. Fortunately, after listening to what Song Yuntong said later, he could only calm down.

"I can't get it, he can't even think about it. What does this mean? Could it be that the Song surnamed Song thinks Xue Xiang is going to compete with him for the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission? He can't even think about it? Yes, it must be Wei's name to appease Song Yuntong and talk about Xue Xiang, so you Wei's name to be famous!"

Liao Guoyou thought about it and thought through the key. His heart suddenly became calm, but his face still looked furious and gritted his teeth and cursed: "My surname is Song, you are dying. You are not wiping your mouth when you go to the toilet. Your mouth is full of smell. Damn, I just came out of County Mayor Xue's office. When I heard that he was going to recommend you as the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, I came to congratulate you with kindness. Your dog is like a mad dog, biting it randomly. What's the thing next to Mary!" After that, he left!

"What, what did you say? The surname of Xue, no, County Mayor Xue is planning to recommend me as Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

Song Yuntong was so shocked that he flew out of his eyes. He was not slow in his hand. He hugged Liao Guoyou's arm, and did not let go. "Old Liao, Lao Liao, no, Brother Liao, Brother Liao, tell me what's going on. Brother, I smoked too much cigarette just now and was fascinated. Just think I fart. If you don't relieve your hatred, you will shave your brothers..."

To put it in detail, it is no wonder that Song Yuntong is so crazy. I think that since he entered the officialdom, he has been in the militia system for more than ten years, and has been wandering around in this circle. Seeing that he was about to die in the position of the armed minister, he suddenly fell into the absence of the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. Why don’t he be ecstatic? Although the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Minister of the Armed Forces are both members of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee, there is no difference except the power. But for Song Yuntong, the difference is huge, because he is the position of the armed minister, strictly speaking, it is a military position. He has almost never heard of an armed minister who is competent for a county chief. So if he stays in the position of the armed minister, the upward passage will almost be blocked, and he will retire at the level of a department when he is old!

But the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission is different. He is a serious and high-ranking official. Moreover, this time, the prefectural committee asked the county party committee to recommend him. Song happened to meet the conditions. This opportunity is rare in a thousand years. How can Song not rush up without putting all his energy into it?

Originally, Song Yuntong also believed that the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission was his own pocket, because as soon as Qi Chu retreated, Wei Qiming's strength in the Standing Committee was weak. Obviously, Wei Qiming, the heavyweight Standing Committee member of the Discipline Inspection Commission, could not let go, and Wei Qiming could promote him, except for him, Song, was Zhang Daozhong, and Zheng Chong was already the deputy secretary, so naturally it was impossible for him to turn around and grab it.

In comparison with Zhang Daozhong, Song Yuntong believed that he had an absolute advantage, whether it was from qualifications, ability, or the Standing Committee, he said that he was far more than Secretary Zhang who only knew how to write articles, read documents, and raise his hands!

Therefore, the day after Qi Chu left, Song Yuntong rushed to Wei Qiming's office with passion. After a passionate confession, he thought Wei Qiming would give him a reward, but what Song Yuntong never expected was that Wei Qiming would pour a basin of cold water on his face.

Song Yuntong could not forget the scene of meeting Wei Qiming that day, and he could even clearly remember every word and every sentence Wei Qiming said.

"Yuntong, I'm afraid you will be wronged this time. I know that no matter what aspect, you should be the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, which is the most suitable. I think so too. Take the usual Standing Committee as an example. Yuntong, you can support my work desperately. Can Taoism be? No! He has a brain, no eloquence, no literary talent, no momentum, and no far away from you! But things in this world are always awkward, it's really awkward, it's really awkward, you know? At present, that person has also set his sights on this position. To be honest, on culture, on contribution, on motivation, that person

The top students are definitely enough. If it weren’t for the Prefectural Committee that I, Wei, would have pointed out that one had taken over, and where could we do our best. Do you know that you have great luck, but you are not good at all. You only graduated from elementary school. If there is no competition from that person, I would like to push you. But at this moment, that person is eyeing you and he will give you a lot of education. No matter what, you can’t take the position. Therefore, I can only helplessly and recommend it. But don’t worry, I will always…”

Wei Qiming said a lot that day, very deep and touching, but when Song Yuntong heard "I can only helplessly, I was in the recommendation," his mind began to buzz. He didn't even know how he got back to the office. After he came back, he sat on the sofa and smoked, smoking day by day, and smoking the office into a chimney...

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