Medical road Qingyun

Although he has always given himself confidence, Lin Yan, the big district head, has made such a big stunt just to show his political achievements and how he observes public opinion, solves the housing difficulties for the poor old workers and gains political capital, Yao Jingxu is still very upset and always feels that something is going to happen.

Outside the meeting hall, Hu Jingyuan looked disdainful and said in a low voice to Gao Xiaoqin: "we, the head of the Forest District, really regard ourselves as a big man. Let the Secretary call us to have a meeting. If it wasn't for your persuasion, I wouldn't have come at all. I'm not used to his bad habit."

Gao Xiaoqin said in a low voice with a smile: "tiger Dong, it's better to keep a low profile in a special period. This master It's unusual. "

Hu Jingyuan sneered: "what's unusual? It's just Wei Jingshan's dog. It's all lost and rooted, and he's taking himself as a non member of the provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Sister, you're more and more careful. What can he do with us?"

Gao Xiaoqin sneered in his heart, but showed timidity on his face. He said with a bitter smile, "sister, I'm just a part-time worker. I don't have a good relationship with the local government, which affects the progress of the project. If we ask Mr. Mao to dismiss me, I won't have a job. Where is Mr. Hu's confidence?"

Hu Jingyuan looked up at Gao Xiaoqin. The woman happened to be standing in the sun. The sun reflected her delicate face almost transparent. The crystal clear blow can be broken, and the fine fluff was full of itching temptation, not to mention the concave and convex figure wrapped in a xiangyunsha deformed cheongsam. He couldn't help swallowing saliva and a faint smile "What are you afraid of? I don't want you. Brother, I want you. The position of Golden Pigeon is up to you. Don't hurt yourself. It's very painful."

Gao Xiaoqin wanted to kick the disgusting man away, but he laughed brightly: "well, one day my sister will be homeless. Don't forget today's promise!"

While talking, Lin Yan's car arrived. Looking at the tall figure of the man who jumped out of the car, Gao Xiaoqin's eyes were slightly bright. He said in a low voice, "come on, don't carry it. You should give me face. Welcome."

Hu Jingyuan snorted coldly and said, "OK, welcome."

When they walked over, Gao Xiaoqin said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to solve the demolition dispute for our enterprise. With your pragmatic leadership, our enterprise is developing in luowu. It's really strong."

Reporters from all walks of life have been here for a long time. Lin Yan is a man who does everything in his life. He has already asked Han Ying to seal the envelopes one by one. The meaning is all there. The people in the Huahua sedan chair carry people, and the head of the forest district gives face. Now is the time to show his gratitude. Therefore, Gao Xiaoqin is deeply grateful to Lin Yan. The scene of the government shaking hands with the representatives of the enterprises is stopped one by one.

Yao Jingxu can't be relieved that he is doing so much work here. He secretly arranges the media he can control to broadcast the situation here to him. He sits on the sofa and stares at the monitor. Seeing this, he is a little relieved. He thinks that maybe he is worried too much. What Lin Yan wants to do is really a gimmick to make money.

Yao Jingxu's tone hasn't been relieved to the end. There are several more cars in the picture. It turns out that Qiao Yuanzheng, Secretary of Wuping municipal Party committee, came down from the car. Later, he didn't know the entourage who came down from the car. However, judging from his bearing, it's obvious that he is the Deputy municipal leader of Wuping city. The situation is strange.

Lin Yan quickly goes to say hello to Secretary Qiao and whispers what he has reported. If he can't hear clearly through the monitor, Yao Jingxu stands up nervously.

Jiang Fanglue just walked out of the high-speed railway station and got into his car with a heavy briefcase in his hand. Liu Yatao reported nervously: "chief, the forest director is doing something. Will it damage our business?"

Jiang Fanglue was so nervous that he asked subconsciously, "what's the matter?"

"Have a look! This is the video just sent by Chunyu! "

Jiang Fanglue grabbed Liu Yatao's mobile phone and saw Qiao Yuanzheng talking with Lin Yan. The deputy mayor next to him was in charge of ethnic and religious cultural relics. Later, when he was the director of the Municipal Bureau of cultural relics, he lost his voice and cried: "lying trough, Lin Yan wants to go to heaven. Damn it, he's doing such a big thing. Why don't we know?"

Liu Yatao said bitterly: "Han Ying called you. You told me to turn off the phone and call me again. You told me to reply. If I didn't know your whereabouts, we would be separated there!"

Without saying a word, Jiang Fanglue dialed Lin Yan's phone, but it was Han Ying's voice: "Hello, Secretary Jiang. The forest director said that if you turn on the power, if you can catch up, please go to the Golden Pigeon Nanyuan community to have a live meeting immediately. If you can't catch up, he will report to you in the evening."

Jiang Fanglue just wanted to tell Han Ying to inform Lin Yan to stop. Liu Yatao exclaimed, "boss, it's too late!"

Jiang Fanglue looked down at the video picture of Liu Yatao's mobile phone in front of him. Lin Yan stood in an open space and said loudly to the camera: "after our careful textual research, there is a large amount of military expenditure that Zuo Zongtang painstakingly raised in the late Qing Dynasty. All the real money and silver are buried here. It belongs to national assets. Of course, we can't dispose of it at will. Today, it's public Secretary Qiao will report it to the higher authorities and ask how to deal with it. "

Jiang Fanglue groaned bitterly: "Lin Yan, you are my mother's ancestor!" Helplessly hang up with Han Ying's phone, quickly said: "don't be stunned, people have poked out, we don't hurry to join in the fun, otherwise don't say credit, even a mouthful of soup can't drink!"In the presidential suite on the 86th floor of the international trade center, Yao Jingxu furiously smashed everything he could touch. If it wasn't for the sound insulation condition, the fury would lift the roof: "son of a bitch! Asshole! Son of a bitch! Bugs! Everything is ruined! I can't spare you! "

After scolding and smashing, Yao Jingxu realized that the matter had been made public, and it was still made public in front of so many social classes and the media. Even if he had the ability, he could not erase the memory of so many people. This big money was doomed to fail.

"Tell Pete to stop and arrange to leave immediately. We can't stay here!"

"Yes, Mr. Yao."

Yao Jingxu left the hotel in a hurry. After getting on the bus, he gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yan, you wait for me. My loss will come to you sooner or later!"

The tallest building in the Golden Pigeon community, on the top floor of the five story building, a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, with a telescope in his hand, stares at the Chinese official standing on the stage in the camera. His eyes are full of evil spirit. He is Peter, the leader of the International underground mercenary organization - the head of Xiaolang regiment.

A small foreign man ran up to Pete and said, "chief, the employer just called and asked us to leave immediately."

Pete released his telescope and said with a fierce face: "for this matter, it took a very precious relationship to enter the country, but it was destroyed by this bastard. Surely the employer would like him to die?"

The assistant nodded and said, "yes, chief. It's said that the employer wants to skin him!"

Pete sneered: "good idea! When we come out this time, we can't do anything. I'm afraid we can't accept all the remuneration. We can just fulfill this wish for the employer, take the boy away, and throw him to the employer when he's out of China. Whether we want him to be skinned or cramped, we can take the money with ease. "

The little man said with a smile, "I understand. You can withdraw first, commander. This boy will be handed over to us. We can guarantee that he will be transported out of China intact."

Pete throws the telescope down and walks away quickly.

Lin Yan burst out such a big thunder on the court, and the whole court was in an uproar. Even Qiao Yuanzheng was forced by his face. But at this point, he had to be driven to the shelves by Lin Yan. According to the response of the Secretary of the municipal Party committee, he enthusiastically affirmed Lin Yan's behavior, saying that the Wuping municipal Party committee must do a good job in protecting national assets and properly arranging excavation, Ensure that precious cultural relics will not suffer any loss.

In order to prove that his research was not aimed at nothing, Lin Yan asked the veteran of the cultural relics bureau to excavate with common sense. Sure enough, when Jiang Fanglue arrived in a rage, the surface of three meters had been excavated, revealing a tightly sealed VAT, and the audience were all pumping air. The situation was irreversible.

Old fart mixed in the crowd, staring at the exposed vat with red eyes. This is a common sense excavation. Although it hasn't been excavated around, it can be seen that this VAT is definitely not the only one. Thinking of such a huge investment hidden in the territory where he has lived for decades, old fart almost died of heartache!

Why didn't I dig this piece earlier? If you knew earlier and dug it out secretly, it would have been a good life!

When the wax on the cylinder head was opened, it was wrapped with raw tussah silk. Then it was slowly untied. When the cylinder head was opened, the sun was shining just in the past. The whole audience couldn't help crying out: "Wow, jinyuanbao!"

Yes, in the VAT, they are stacked neatly, all of them are chubby gold ingots. Because they are sealed tightly, there is no oxidation at all. The unique luster of gold is reflected by the sun, and everyone is dazzled.

Old fart tried his best to squeeze his head out of the crevice. When he saw a jar full of gold, he was obsessed with the idea that "this thing should have been discovered earlier, dug out and become his own." and the strong gap of "now everyone can't succeed any more" made his nerves really unbearable.

Although it had nothing to do with half a cent from the beginning to the end, it made the old fart feel heartbroken. When he saw that it was cheap, he couldn't take advantage of it. Where did he get it? He stretched out an arm to the deep pit and yelled hoarsely: "ah ha ha, gold! Gold, my gold... " There was a bang in his head and a bang in his chest. After a great pain, he fell down on the ground with a broken cloth bag. His mouth spurted a mouthful of dirty blood, and he stopped breathing. His eyes full of greed were wide open, which could be described as death.