Yuan Xianyun's face darkened and he looked at Xue Xiang apologetically. The latter's Bafeng did not move and smiled back.

Indeed, the power of the personnel affairs of Kong Fango, who is No. 1 in the Administration, is really great.

Originally, the Administrative Office class was not a place to decide on personnel appointments. The reason why Kong Fangao mentioned the addition of deputy commissioners at the meeting was simply that he wanted to form a collegial meeting in the Administrative Office class and submit it to the Prefectural Committee Committee for consultation in the name of the Administrative Office.

In this way, the obstacles encountered by the prefectural committee will be minimized. After all, the collective resolution of the Administrative Commission is the matter of the Administrative Commission, and no one will take political risks to reject such a proposal.

Another reason is that it is proposed that the prefectural committee report to the provincial party committee, and the provincial party committee will also let go because it values ​​the joint resolution of the Dejiang Administrative Office.

Now, although Yuan Xianyun and Xie Minggao interfere, although Kong Fangao's wishful thinking failed, the proposal will be passed by the prefectural committee committee under Kong's control, and at that time, most of the situation will be approved.

Kong Fangao glanced at everyone proudly, pushed the chair hard, and stood up.

Everyone knew that his action meant that the meeting had ended. Everyone lowered their heads and began to close their pens and books, waiting for Kong Fangao to say that the meeting was over.

Who would have thought that Kong Fan Gao’s meeting was not out of his mouth, and Mr. Xue, who had always been silent, spoke, "Comrade Kong, I don’t agree to recommend Comrade Xiayi to the Provincial Party Committee!"

A faint sentence seemed to have a huge thunder exploded in the venue. In an instant, time seemed to have stopped. The cigarette that Lu Zhenyu had just lit was opened, and the cigarette butt was obliquely stuck to his thin lower lips. Ming Mie's cigarette butt kept swaying, and his shape was much cooler than Brother Ma.

"hehe……"

Kong Fangao stared at Xue Xiang. Suddenly he laughed out loud, with a sinister voice as if a poisonous snake was spitting out a letter. It made everyone wake up and sit upright, locking the two people in the confrontation tightly.

Yuan Xianyun was even more frustrated and said to himself, "The person with the surname Xue is indeed innocent and frivolous. Who do you think you are, but he just relied on his good words to froze Kong Fangao several times. In this way, he wanted to participate in the political competition in Dejiang. How naive!

"Xue Xiang!"

Song Zugui shouted fiercely, and Fang wanted to continue roaring, but was stopped by Kong Fangao's wave.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, dragged the heavy nanmu backrest chair, sat down again, and smiled and said, "Comrade Xue Xiang, please say your words again!"

Lu Zhenyu's heart trembled suddenly. He knew something bad, but he understood Kong Fangao. This understanding was summarized from the experiences summarized from the eyes of Kong Fangao countless times.

At this moment, although Kong Fangao was laughing, his slightly narrowed chicken skin had already jumped like rain, which was clearly a sign of a rampage.

"Comrade Xue Xiang, you are not drunk, when will you recommend cadres? It's your turn..."

"I said, please speak to Comrade Xue!"

Kong Fangao stared at Lu Zhenyu with a heavy glance and said word by word.

Lu Zhenyu was shocked and immediately shut up. He cursed in his heart. How could the old secretary have such a stupid nephew? If someone calls you to live bandits, you really think that the Executive Council meeting is also where you act like bandits, idiot!

Xue Xiang slowly took out a cigarette to light it, took a sip, and then said the second sentence: "Comrade Kong, comrades, I will say it again. I do not agree to recommend Comrade Xiayi as a candidate for deputy commissioner to the Provincial Party Committee. In addition, I also recommend that the Prefectural Committee remove all positions in and outside the Party and hand it over to the Discipline Inspection Commission for verification!"

In an instant, the wide conference room was so quiet that even the breathing sound was so harsh. Although most people tried to hold their breath as much as possible, they always felt a sound that made people's hearts jump.

"Comrade Zhang Che, have you remembered Comrade Xue Xiang's speech? No word or word is allowed to be wrong!"

Unlike everyone's imagination, Kong Fangao did not slap the table or smash the chairs, but was rather calm and terrifying.

But everyone could clearly feel that this calmness was the cold wind blowing from the north, another kind of harshness. It reminded Zhang Che to record that it was the sharp blade highlighted by Kong Fan. Because the commissioner meeting was not a big teahouse, it was a sacred center of government power, and anyone had to be responsible for what they said.

"I wrote it down, it's not bad!"

Zhang Che's cheeks were flushed, as if he was drunk. Indeed, he had so much reason to be excited.

First, Xue Xiangfan made him unable to get out of Taiwan four times, and under his repeated contradictory to Kong Fangao's power, Zhang Che had to endure humiliation and dare not compete, but his hatred for Xue Xiang never diminished for a moment.

Secondly and most importantly, it is the issue of the throne of the member of the Party Leadership Group of the Administrative Office. Originally, Secretary-General Zhang was able to add a seat to the last seat, but Xue Xiangka came over and stopped him, but there was still hope. Now that Kong Fangao is going to run Xiayi to join the class again, his hope of Zhang's joining the class is completely blocked, because the Administrative Office cannot put two more people in the office.

But now, after Xue Xiang's performance, Kong Fangao has already shown his frown and lost Xue Xiang. At that time, Xue Xiangyi is finished, will his hope of Mr. Zhang joining the class come again?

"good!"

Kong Fangao clapped his hands heavily, "I want to hear what kind of flower you Xue Xiang wants to say!"

Kong Fangao was no longer angry. He was so angry with a politically dying person.

At the same time, he was more thinking about what handle Xue Xiang had seized Xia Yi and dared to be so arrogant.

Yesterday afternoon, Xia Yi humiliated Xue Xiang in front of several people in the auditorium of the Education Commission. He knew that Xue Xiang had come out to refute at this time, purely for yesterday's incident, and the young man couldn't hold back his anger!

Of course, given the lessons learned from the past conflicts with this guy, it is not ruled out that this person has seized some of Xia Yi's handles, but in Dejiang, what kind of handle can hold him to Kong? Don't you know that the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Political and Legal Affairs Commission are in control. Even if your surname is Xue takes evidence of Xia Yi's corruption, bribery, or even lifestyle problems, in the end, the Discipline Inspection Commission will not be investigated and the Public Security Bureau will go to inspect. This investigation will be carried out, even the evidence of casting steel and iron must be dissolved.

Kong Fan was sure to win, and his mind was shocked. He had not had the pleasure of losing his opponent for a long time. When he thought of his opponent, he felt that he had raised Xue Xiang. Killing this bastard was just a bug attached to his body, so he could not be called an opponent.

Kong Fangao called Xue Xiang to speak, but Xue Xiang was not in a hurry to say it. He slowly took out the cigarette box, pulled out a branch, held it in his mouth, and lit it, and seemed to remember something again, so he took the cigarette, walked around and asked if he wanted it.

His slow movements and leisurely behavior made everyone almost vomit blood. At this moment, Old Xue was like the Lord Chen. The general ran in with blood and reported to him that the Sui army had already attacked, and the guy was still lying slowly in Zhang Lihua's arms. While talking, he was not anxious, and asked the musician to play songs and dance.

When Song Kun also looked bitter, his nose was not the nose, his eyes were not the eyes and his eyes refused to hand over the cigarette, Mr. Xue finally spoke again: "Comrade Zhang Che, please remember the speeches of every comrade below!"

Without waiting for Zhang Che to accept it, Xue Xiang suddenly lifted a green bag from under his feet, and when the thick pieces were taken to the table, everyone's expressions became solemn.

"Xiao Song, come here and give this to Commissioner Kong to read."

Xue Xiang held two pieces of paper and waved to Song Kun.

The latter glanced at Kong Fangao, and after getting permission, he hurriedly walked over, took the two pieces of paper, and folded it back. On the way, he took a glance and accidentally glanced at Song Kun's little white face, as if it was splashed ink, was instantly black.

He is a serious student and knows foreign codes!

Kong Fan jumped up and stood up suddenly. Without waiting for Song Kun to approach, he snatched the two pieces of paper and looked at it. But he saw a thin piece of letter paper full of foreign codes, and the foreign code was full of red handprints.

"What's this? It's messy..."

Kong Fangao shouted, but after seeing the words on the second staggered sheet of paper, he could no longer say the next half sentence.

The more I read, the more I felt colder, and the more I looked, the more I felt frightened. In just one page of paper, just two words, Kong Fangao looked at it for twenty minutes, but only saw the back of his spine, his heart was messy, and his whole body seemed to be fixed.

It turned out that the second page that Kong Fangao looked at was the original translation of the oath that Xue Xiang had inquired for Zhao Jie's Free Society. The words that incite people's hearts and are so rebellious that they instantly penetrated Kong Fangao's heart like sharp arrows.

Everyone saw Kong Fango's expression. Seeing Kong Fango's red face getting whiter and whiter, the fine sweat beads on his forehead getting denser. Everyone's nerves were tense, and they were worried. They had already noticed that a storm was coming.

"Specialist, drink water, drink water!"

Realizing that Kong Fangao was abnormal, Song Kun took the opportunity to send tea and gently reminded him.

He waved his head suddenly and rubbed his face hard. Kong Fangao finally regained his calmness, his blood-colored bull eyes staring at Xue Xiang and said, "Comrade Xue Xiang, how did you get these things?"

He didn't ask whether the word was true or false because he believed that no one dared to make false in such a thing.

Xue Xiang gently pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the table, and told it quietly, like a story, and at first, some people didn't agree with it, just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. But when they heard the paper full of handprints and Xue Xiang began to recite the words on the paper in Chinese, a cup of water fell to the ground at the same time. Song Zugui and Qiu Qingchun all pulled them off from the chair.

"………………… Later, I went to Zhao Jie’s house and did his ideological work. These things were obtained. In addition, I would like to remind everyone that the day after tomorrow is the time to open, and it is also the time for them to launch. There is no need to doubt that I have information about all members of the Free Society here, so you can circulate it." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!