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Chapter 150 Comrade Guangzhen

Holding Brother Xu get out of the car, Xue Laosan slapped the car door to death and stepped onto the platform. An empty bus was carrying starlight and approached.

When he returned to the East China Sea Fleet Guesthouse, just as the sky was in a daze, he entered the guesthouse compound and saw Xu Li, who was confused with Li Zhu in his arms.

It turned out that when Teacher Xu heard that Xue Xiang was going to save his younger brother, he stayed up all night and stayed in the yard.

Although she didn't believe it, Xue Xiang had the ability to bring her brother back, but she had hope in the end.

This is how people are. With hope, there is expectation.

At this moment, a pair of siblings with a miserable life meet, so naturally they have to hold their heads and cry. Xue Laosan is the most unhappy show, so he turned around and went to the hall without saying a word.

But he had just stepped into the hall and was about to rush to the room to make a phone call to talk to Liaodong when suddenly a familiar shout came from his ear.

"Director Xue, here!"

Xue Xiang turned his head and saw that, and couldn't help but rub his eyes. The one standing in the corridor on the left was clearly Chen Botao and Feng Jing's secret!

Seeing Xue Xiang being stunned, Chen Botao smiled and quickly came forward, "Director Xue, you see that right, it's me, Xiao Chen, Secretary Feng and Commissioner Zhou, too."

A word from Xiao Chen accurately reflects Chen Botao's mentality and correct position at this time.

Even at this moment, Chen Botao still remembers the scene when Comrade Xue Xiang led a doll to report to the Organization Department a few years ago.

At that time, in Chen Botao's eyes, he did not have the position of Comrade Xue Xiang at all. Even if Feng Jing had said a few words at that time, he would not think he was inferior to Xue Xiang.

Who said that Chen Botao was already the secret of the provincial party committee boss at that time? Even if a big man in a place had to sell his face, Xue Xiang was just the deputy county magistrate of a poor county.

But the world has changed and the world has changed, which sometimes makes people have to sigh at the wonders of creation and the wonders of change. In just two or three years, Director Xue's official position has changed again and again. Although the level may not be greatly improved, the career he has made in Xiaoshan is really amazing.

Not to mention, with Feng Jing joining the Xue Sect, Chen Botao is considered a member of the Xue Sect. Now, under the same banner, one is the young master and the other is a borderline figure who has not yet entered the vision of the faction boss. The two have been even more hiding the identities of the two.

This is called Chen Botao now. How could he feel superior to Xue Xiang again?

"Hello, Botao!"

Xue Xiang reached out and caught Chen Botao's big hand stretched out from afar, "Thank you for your hard work!"

At this moment, Xue Xiang didn't know Feng Jing, and Zhou Mingfang must have flew over night, and now he can go to Mingzhu from Liaodong in the middle of the night. There is nothing else except military aircraft. It is obvious that Mingzhu's incident has alarmed uncle.

Xue Xiang and Chen Botao exchanged a few greetings, and the latter spoke while leading Xue Xiang to Feng Jing's room.

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Zhou, thank you for your hard work!"

After entering the door, Xue Xiang shook hands with the two of them and said hello.

Now that he is no longer in Liaodong, he is not considered a subordinate of these two. Naturally, he does not need an official title. He is now in the same level of interaction, so he can only be treated as an elder.

Feng Jing waved his hand, "Have you worked hard, let's not mention it now, how are you doing tonight?"

Feng Jing and Zhou Mingfang received news at around 10 o'clock in the evening. At that time, Xue Xiang was just informing the situation to these two people, hoping that they would be prepared for the situation.

He had already made up his mind at that time and waited for his own preparation. The key counterattack method of the subsequent attack had to be issued by Liaodong. After all, "harming foreign powers" has always been the best means for internal enemies.

However, although Xue Xiang did not reveal his predicament with Feng and Zhou Er, how good are these two people? Just from the serious injuries of Liao Guoyou and the other two, they can see clues. In addition, the nature of this matter is bad. If there is no perfect solution, it will be extremely implicated. Maybe Xiaoshan and even Huayuan's foundation will be shaken.

Immediately, Feng Jing called Xue Anyuan. Xue Anyuan knew that Xue Laosan seemed to be in Mingzhu during the chat the day Xue Xiang returned to Beijing, but he never expected that the difficulty was so difficult that even the local gangsters were bullied.

At that time, Xue Zhengju slapped the table on the other end of the phone!

When Xue Zhengshi got angry, things couldn't be simple. Feng Jing and Zhou Mingfang boarded the plane in the Liaodong Military Region overnight and flew directly to the East China Sea Fleet Base.

At this moment, Feng Jing opened his mouth and asked Xue Xiang what was doing. Obviously, Secretary Feng was so angry that after understanding the situation, he could see the key to breaking the situation at a glance.

Xue Xiang said: "The person is brought back, and the two siblings are hugging their heads in the yard and crying!"

As soon as Xue Xiang said this, everyone's eyes lit up. Now the initiative is completely in his own hands. He can sing the drama as he wants.

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At 7:30 in the morning, Wang Mingshen stepped into the middle office on time on the sixth floor. As usual, he first held a kettle, watered the Hu Qiubanana beside the desk, and then picked up the Biluochun brewed by his secretary Xiao Meng, and slowly walked to the big floor-to-ceiling window.

Directly facing the window was a bay of clear water, which was only more than twenty meters wide and only more than a mile long. Fortunately, the water flow at the entrance to the eye was cut off from the sight of a rockery on the left. In this way, it vaguely left enough space for the length of the stream.

At least, in Wang Mingshen's eyes, this bay of clear water has never been cut off. Bypassing the rockery, it is the sea. This bay of clear water must have found its ultimate and best destination.

I looked at the lotus leaves in the middle of the clear water for a while, and gradually, the main road on the right side of the stream became noisy. It turned out that more and more people came to work.

Looking at these young faces, Wang Mingshen suddenly felt much better. After all, there were successors to the revolutionary cause.

To put it in detail, Wang Mingshen's life was also extremely unusual, but then again, who would have had an extraordinary experience of the big man who had experienced that era and could reach his current position?

Secretary Wang participated in revolutionary work in college in the early 1930s and was arrested and imprisoned in the early days, but with a strong heart, he resisted it. After that, he joined the New Fourth Army, and has been thriving and stormy all the way to this day. It can be said that he has suffered all his sufferings and enjoyed all his blessings.

Strictly counting, this is also a long-tested and firm comrade!

In his later years, others became less and less concerned about power. For him, retirement was about to be on the verge of peace and smooth work, and handed over the revolutionary work to later generations. He asked himself that even if he was perfect in his life, he was worthy of the organization and the country.

It is precisely because Secretary Wang's indifference and governance by doing nothing, Mingzhu's economy has overflowed and developed, and there are more and more negative problems.

In particular, following Secretary Wang’s highest instructions, gang members like the Qing Gang have the most suitable development soil.

After looking at the scenery outside the window for a while, Wang Mingshen returned to his seat, opened Xiao Meng carefully organized the newspaper, and read it carefully.

Dingling, suddenly, the phone rang, and Wang Mingshen frowned. He hated being interrupted when he was reading the newspaper. For this reason, almost all the Mingzhu officials would not disturb Secretary Wang before nine o'clock unless necessary.

"I am Wang Mingshen!"

Although Secretary Wang is highly respected, no matter who he talks with, he just says this sentence when he looks up. This is also the style of an old comrade, who believes in simplicity and efficiency.

In addition, there is another meaning, which is to convey your own concise meaning to others. Just think about it, Secretary Wang is so straightforward. You are talking on the phone with him, but you dare to turn around?

"Teacher, it's me, I'm disturbing me!"

A strong and gentle baritone voice came from the phone. Just by listening to this sound, you can imagine how gentle and gentle the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone.

"It's Guangzhen, haha, after going to the central government, I'll be promoted and have a temper. How long has it been since I contacted my old man?"

Wang Mingshen turned out to be normal and showed a happy intention.

The man opposite was accompanied by him politely, and then said tactfully that he had just arrived at the central government to work, busy getting familiar with the work and completing the tasks assigned by the organization, and was very sorry that he could not say hello to the teacher.

"Just kid, you guys, you always have this kind of personality!"

As he said something blamed, Wang Mingshen was very pleased. He really appreciated this good disciple. If he said that he had any regrets when he was about to retire, the only regret was that he could not push the disciple for the last time.

After a while, he asked Wang Mingshen's body again. Wang Mingshen patted his chest rarely, and a bang sound came through the microphone, as if telling the man how tough his body was.

After greeting her health, Guangzhen discussed the topics of economics and philosophy with Wang Mingshen. Both of them came from the same university and were considered to be one of the few knowledge-based cadres in the party this year.

The discussion lasted for an hour, and Guangzhen also listed several cases of the Mechanical and Electrical Department where he was working as a topic, but no one convinced anyone.

Later, Wang Mingshen raised his watch and looked at the time, finally suppressed the topic, and the call ended.

A conversation with Guangzhen made Wang Mingshen feel very comfortable. He enjoyed this process of arguing about who masters the truth, which is much more pleasant than studying power techniques.

But the happy moments are always short. Not long after Wang Mingshen felt relieved, he came to the door.

Just as he put down the phone, the phone jumped up again. He thought it was still Guangzhen, and smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's go and make a fuss about it another day. It's time to do serious things..."

The clinker didn't wait until he finished speaking, and the other side of the phone spoke, "Hello, old leader, I'm Su Daochang!"

When Wang Mingshen heard the phone report to his home, he was surprised, "It's Director Su. I've been missing for more than a year, so you're fine!"
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