Juvenile Medical God

"Mayor Wu, hello." Qin Lang did not expect to meet Wu Wenxiang here.

"Qin Lang, it happened to be ah - how, you know the Song Director?" Wu Wenxiang dreamed a deep look at Qin Lang, and then let Qin Lang go in and drink a pot of tea with him.

"Know, a classmate's parents only." Qin Lang said in an understatement.

Wu Wenxiang did not continue to ask questions and brought the topic to one side: "Qin Lang, your career is good recently. Your performance of the preservation company should be booming."

"It is said that it is not bad." Qin Lang said, "I am only an investor in the company. I have basically not asked about the specific business. Anyway, my request for them is very simple: to do legal things and earn conscience."

"Xiao Qin, I didn't say that you are doing something illegal." Wu Wenxiang smiled, but his smile was difficult to hide a bit of grace, it seems that he encountered something troublesome.

"Mayor Wu, my company's performance is good, your performance is also bright, I have often seen you appear on newspapers and TV these days." Qin Lang said with a smile.

"Oh... newspapers, TV is not for this purpose." Wu Wenxiang said faintly, "The recent law and order incidents in Xiayang City are much less, this makes me very happy."

"This shows that Mayor Wu’s fight against you has seen results." Qin Lang laughed, saying that most of the people in the city of Xiayang have become employees of the company, and the black ones have turned white. It is.

Wu Wenxiang also laughed. He obviously understood the extraneous sounds in Qin Lang's words. However, Wu Wenxiang did not fully agree with Qin Lang's words: "Xiao Qin, you still think about political struggles too simple. If you think these are Newspapers and TV reports on the TV are all words of praise for me. It’s a big mistake. Yes, as an official, we also need propaganda to highlight our achievements, but our propaganda is all right. Let the above leaders know what we have done, and it is necessary to publicize and boast about it. Everything is too late, so it is not a good thing for me to see this overwhelming publicity."

"There is still such a statement?" Qin Lang did not expect the political struggle to be so complicated.

If it is for other people, Wu Wenxiang is impossible to confide in his true thoughts, but Qin Lang is different, Qin Lang is Wu Wenxiang's family doctor, and is deeply welcomed by Wu Wenxiang's old lady Yan Laotai, plus Qin Lang is just a Students, there is no conflict of interest, so Wu Wenxiang can tell Qin Lang something that is rarely confided to others.

"Wu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng. Have you heard of this? There is also a saying that the higher the weight is, the more he falls. The killing is also a common means of struggle in the officialdom. If you look When all the media are blowing a person, it is likely that his political opponents have already blown the horn of the struggle. Because when all the eyes are focused on you, the flash of your body is obvious, but The shortcomings are also illuminated by the spotlight. Everyone has shortcomings. Once the opponent has caught your fault, it will be magnified by the spotlight, and then the luck will begin to fall on your head."

Wu Wenxiang’s words seem to be talking about others, but some are like saying himself.

The prophet of the Spring River plumbing duck, is Wu Wenxiang feeling what is bad for him?

So, Qin Lang couldn't help but ask: "Mayor Wu, how do you sound like it feels like it? Could it be that you have encountered something that doesn't go well?"

"The official scene, ten ** is unsatisfactory!" Wu Wenxiang sighed, "The big head of Xiayang City will not come out for a while, but I heard that the above intentional airborne one down. In addition, sweeping the black Although the action was smooth, I heard that it affected the interests of some of the above people, so the future is not optimistic."

Qin Lang understood what Wu Wenxiang was worried about. For an official who is eager to make progress, the failure to be promoted is the biggest loss. However, Qin Lang said with a comforting sentence, "Mayor Wu, if you need my help, even if you open your mouth."

Wu Wenxiang nodded, but his heart thought that Qin Lang is also a bit of a doctor. As a mayor, he couldn’t do anything.

At this time, Wu Wenxiang’s cell phone rang. He got up and went to the window and picked up a phone call. Then he suddenly screamed: “How did he work for Zhao Zhiwei? Why did he have a problem at this time!”

Judging from Wu Wenxiang's look, he must have received any bad news.

Sure enough, Wu Wenxiang came over and said to Qin Lang: "Xiao Qin, something went wrong. Today I am afraid I have no time to drink tea with you. I have to go first."

Wu Wenxiang turned and just walked to the door, but suddenly turned back and sat down again. "Xiao Qin, I want to ask you a question."

"Please say."

"The black gang of Nanping County just fired on the street and killed a Yi national compatriot. This incident is very bad! However, I feel that this is not an accidental incident, it is likely to be deliberately planned."

"When the spotlights are aimed at you, it just happens to give you such a thing, right?"

"Yes." Wu Wenxiang was very satisfied with Qin Lang's agile thinking. Then he said, "If it is you, how do you plan to solve it, you can minimize the impact of this matter."

Black. Helping the fire is not a big deal, but the key is to kill a minority compatriot, and this is a huge irony when Wu Wenxiang’s sweeping achievements are touted. Once you are not good, I am afraid that Wu Wenxiang’s achievements will be erased, and he may be held accountable by his superiors.

"Repression is not a good idea. Although the police can arrest some people, it is definitely not clean. Soon these people will resurrect. Moreover, if there is official support, the effect of repression will be even worse, because those black. The gang will definitely get the news in advance. So, if it is me, I will fundamentally erase the gangs who make these troubles. For those political opponents who want to deal with you, there is no chess piece available." Qin Lang analyzed.

"Good way!" Wu Wenxiang smiled and swept his face. "That thing will be handed over to you for help."

"I... how can I do it?" Qin Lang deliberately uttered his words. In fact, he was thinking about how to take over the industry of Qinghuan. Wu Wenxiang said this time, and he was in harmony with Qin Lang.

"You must have a solution!" Wu Wenxiang said affirmatively, "The black. Helping elements in Xiayang City are not all safe and secure now? You can do this without prematurely making any big moves, then deal with several districts. The gang members of the county must have no problem? You can rest assured that as long as you don’t make a big move, I will give you something to do!”

What Qin Lang wanted was Wu Wenxiang's last sentence, so he nodded. "Good. Within this week, I should be able to solve the problem."

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