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The northwest Asian cold current still remains in Jiangdong Province. We have had formal organizational talks with Gao Zhetang and the transfer order has been issued. He will soon leave Jiangzhou, the provincial capital, and take up his post in Omi City.

For the sake of organizational layout, Gao Zhetang handled the work handover and left for Omi City to take up his post without waiting for the opening of the Jiangdong Provincial Economic Work Conference. Due to the work transition, Gao Zhetang left for Omi City a week earlier than Liu Yucheng.

The special car belonged to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, but the accompanying person was intriguing. He was only accompanied by a relatively low-ranking deputy minister named Zhang. Gao Zhetang didn't think much about this, shook hands with him cordially and turned around without being disrespectful.

Got the car.

Vice Minister Zhang couldn't help but be stunned by Gao Zhetang's actions. However, they were the backbone of the organization and proven cadres. He quickly adjusted his mood, smiled slightly, and then turned around and returned to the car, but with a trace of displeasure on his face.

The Audi started quietly, slid forward gently, merged into the river of traffic, and headed towards the Ring Expressway. Then it turned, accelerated, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The special car drove quickly along the highway towards Omi City. There was no police car clearing the way. Gao Zhetang sat in the back seat of the special car, leaned on the back of the seat and closed his eyes happily, letting the car speed on the highway. Vice Minister Zhang did not make any comment.

He glanced at Gao Zhitang from time to time, feeling even worse in his heart.

"Just wait and see, with your temperament, you will hit a wall sometimes." Vice Minister Zhang snorted coldly, then leaned his head on the back seat and closed his eyes.

The private car had been driving for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, the Audi car bumped. Gao Zhetang, who was resting his mind, couldn't help but open his eyes and looked around outside the window. He couldn't help but frown.

The road surface of the highway outside is full of potholes and unevenness. The road section not far ahead is undergoing maintenance and construction. It can only be passed by a single lane. The construction workers on the road are lazily working leisurely, waiting for the people who pass through.

There was already a long queue of vehicles, as if the expressway had become a slow road. No wonder the waiting vehicles impatiently sounded their sirens of varying lengths.

When Gao Zhetang saw this scene, the Sichuan lines on his forehead became more obvious, and he muttered in a low voice: "What's going on? Why is the road condition here so bad?"

The accompanying secretary was a cautious person and smiled without saying anything. Vice Minister Zhang also opened his eyes at this time, looked around, and finally glanced at Gao Zhitang from the corner of his eye, with a smile full of content on his face, which was intriguing.

But he seemed to be talking to himself: "Oh, have we arrived at Omi?" Then he closed his eyes again and leaned against An Ran in the back seat to relax.

The driver was a young man who had just transferred from the army to the small car class of the Organization Department. He had a straightforward personality. After hearing Gao Zhetang's words, he immediately answered: "Mayor Gao, you don't know yet!" The driver safely avoided a shallow pit.

, and then said, "This section of road has been like this for many years. I heard that less than two years after this section of road was completed and opened to traffic, the road surface was damaged and collapsed. It was constantly repaired and repaired, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

It broke again not long after it was repaired, and then it was repaired again, which was a waste of people and money."

There were two damaged and collapsed pits ahead, so the driver had to pause for a moment, "This section of road seems to have been specifically organized and constructed by Omi City. It's an expressway, and there's a lot of oil and water..."

At this moment, the accompanying secretary quickly tugged at the driver's lapel to signal him not to talk nonsense. Gao Zhetang naturally noticed these small details, but he did not speak and fell into deep thought.

The Jiangnan Expressway, which connects Nanhai, Jiangzhou, Omi and other cities from south to north, is the first expressway in Jiangdong Province and has been completed and opened to traffic less than ten years ago.

The Jiangzhou section of the Jianghai Expressway has a flat surface and good road conditions. Vehicles going south to north are traveling at high speed, but it is completely different in Omi. This makes Gao Zhetang feel nervous and full of worries.

The Audi car continued to slow down, and as the long queue of cars slowly moved forward, the Omi Expressway Toll Station was already in sight, but at this time the car stopped.

There was another road ahead that was being repaired, and a no-travel sign was set up on the road. There was only one one-way street open to traffic. It was able to pass slowly at first, but then it stopped altogether and there was a traffic jam.

At this moment, a blue and white police car drove past from east to west and drove towards the back. Seeing this, the driver said to himself in surprise: "Huh? Aren't there policemen here?"

Why don’t you direct the movement of vehicles?”

The accompanying secretary was impatient but did not say anything: "I don't know, maybe he is performing official duties."

After a cigarette, the police car that had just passed in the opposite direction drove back, followed by a black Mercedes-Benz. The police car guided the Mercedes-Benz sedan past the long line of cars waiting to pass, and drove directly to the intersection in front.

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The police car seemed to be the lead car of the Mercedes-Benz. When the police car guided the Mercedes-Benz to slowly pass by the traffic queue, the drivers standing on the side of the road looked at the Mercedes-Benz slowly passing by with envious eyes.

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"Oh, other cars are not allowed to pass. Why can this Mercedes-Benz be so special that it can pass without any obstruction?" The driver muttered with some dissatisfaction. He secretly glanced at the man sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Gao Zhetang, this Gao Zhetang has an expressionless face and is taking a nap with his eyes closed.

The driver was a hot-blooded young man after all. He was unhappy and thought to himself: Damn it, I am still driving a special car to transport the deputy secretary of the Omi City Party Committee and the future mayor. Why should others be able to leave while I can't? No, I have to comment.

Comment on this theory.

On impulse, the driver pushed open the door and got out of the car, ignoring the secretary's obstruction. He stood in the middle of the road and reached out to stop the oncoming police car that was slowly driving towards him.

The police car stopped, and a policeman wearing a large cap stuck his head out of the car window and shouted impatiently, "Hey, what do you do? Don't interfere with official duties, get out of the way right now!"

The driver not only refused to give way, but walked up to the police and said, "Comrade, what official duties are you performing? Why can't other cars pass, but the car behind can pass without obstruction? Is it possible?"

What kind of privileges are there? There’s been a traffic jam ahead for so long, why don’t you police officers direct the traffic to clear the way?" He pointed at the Mercedes-Benz.

The policeman was stunned by the serious question of the person in front of him. He stared at him and looked at him. No matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a big shot. He smiled angrily: "Hey, I'm doing you a favor."

Really?! What do you do? Is this what you should ask? Do I need to report to you? Get out of the way immediately, or I will sue you for obstructing official business and I will be rude to you!"

The driver sneered and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome, what else can you do to me? I just asked you a question, and it's considered an obstruction of official business? Are you still being unreasonable?!"

When the car door opened, two young policemen got out of the police car. One of the tall policemen stepped forward and pushed the driver, and said angrily, "What do you do? What are you causing trouble here?!"

"Take out your ID!" Another short policeman shouted from behind.

"What happened?" The question was low and calm, but it conveyed a sense of majesty. Gao Zhetang appeared in front of him at some unknown time.

The two policemen looked at Gao Zhetang, who was very impressive and imposing, and their voices lowered a few degrees. "What does this comrade do? We are performing official duties, please don't hinder us, okay?"

Gao Zhetang said in a gentle manner, "What official duties are you performing? The traffic jam in front is so serious, why don't you organize to clear it immediately? Which unit do you belong to?"

With a few soft words, the subject and guest changed positions, and the initiative passed into Gao Zhitang's hands.

The two policemen looked at Gao Zhetang in surprise and confusion, and their attitude became much gentler.

At this time, the accompanying secretary stepped forward at the right time and said: "This is the new Deputy Secretary Gao. We have to rush to the city immediately to report. Can you please organize the road clearing as soon as possible?"

The few words spoken softly by the accompanying secretary were like a thunderclap, and the two policemen were stunned for a moment.

Rumors have long spread in Omi City that the new mayor was transferred from the provincial ministries and commissions. It seems that the big man in front of him is indeed the new mayor Gao Zhitang.

The short policeman seemed to be leading the team. He stood at attention, saluted, and said loudly, "Reporting to the chief, I am He Dingwen, the squadron leader of the Omi Highway Patrol Squadron. We are conducting road inspections. Please give instructions to the chief!"

The tall policeman stood at attention and saluted in panic.

Gao Zhetang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Comrade Xiao He, can you tell me what official duties you are performing now? What is going on with the car behind you and where are you taking it?"

He Dingwen immediately got stuck, his face turned red from holding back, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence despite sobbing for a long time. "Well, it's like this, Secretary Gao...he is..."

It turned out that He Dingwen and the police officers were patrolling the highway. When they saw the traffic jam here, they were about to come over to organize the clearing. However, they received a call from the team leader, asking him to immediately give priority to a Mercedes-Benz sedan with the license plate Jiang D1688.

Sitting in the Mercedes-Benz was Qian Huiren, a well-known entrepreneur in Omi City. He was a famous real estate businessman in Omi City and vice chairman of the CPPCC.

He Dingwen had heard of Qian Huiren's name a long time ago, and had long admired him for his philanthropy, but he had never dealt with him face-to-face. To have such a good opportunity to work for him today was just what he wished for, so he stopped

He organized the road clearing and personally drove the big entrepreneur's Mercedes-Benz through the traffic jam. Unexpectedly, Gao Zhetang bumped into him and felt a little embarrassed.

Just when He Dingwen was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer Gao Zhetang, the door of the Mercedes-Benz opened. Qian Huiren got out of the car. He had been observing in the car for a long time. He didn't want to come forward at first, but then he saw Gao Zhetang and was confused.

After a while, he felt that he had to get out of the car. This was a great opportunity to get close to the new mayor, and he didn't want to miss it.

Qian Huiren strode towards Gao Zhetang. Gao Zhetang naturally noticed the man getting out of the Mercedes-Benz and began to look at the fat and fair-skinned man in front of him. Looking at his huge head, his small eyes felt familiar.

I feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I can't put my finger on it.

Qian Huiren walked up to Gao Zhetang with a smile on his face and said: "Old leader, you don't recognize me anymore? I am Huiren! Qian Huiren used to be a soldier under your account!"