Rebirth as a fairy

After making a series of phone calls one after another, the result was that Lin Mingda's face became even more ugly. Everyone who could say something about Lin Zhihong's matter turned around and talked about him.

The number of people on business trips was as high as 30% of the calls made by Lin Mingda. A dignified deputy governor was treated like this in a prefecture-level city in his own province. Lin Mingda wanted to smash the phone.

The impulse.

These people who usually want to curry favor with me but cannot curry favor with them are either on business trips at this time, or they are looking around at them, or directly tell Lin Mingda that I will handle it in accordance with national laws. Governor Lin, please rest assured...

Deal with it in accordance with the law! Lin Mingda's eyes widened, and the fire was boiling. If it was dealt with in accordance with the national law, what else would I call you little shrimps?!

"Master, what should we do now?" Looking at Lin Mingda's deeply frowning, the man in Tang suit who had been with him for more than 20 years thought for a moment and said, "Should we find a way to get the young master to the Provincial Public Security Department first?

…”

"Huh?" After hearing the man in Tang suit, Lin Mingda's eyes suddenly lit up, and all the worries on his face disappeared. He turned around and patted the man in Tang suit on the shoulder and said, "Go and say hello to the Public Security Department.

Let them take Zhihong to the hall first."

"Okay, sir." The man in Tang suit bowed and turned around to leave. Looking at his leaving figure, Lin Mingda fell into deep thought. On normal days, Lin Zhihong would not be suspected of murder, even if he was driving in the street.

Even if he shot someone, he could save him unharmed. However, Beijing was very uneasy during this period. The No. 1 leader's body was exhausted due to state affairs, and the whole of Beijing could be described as an undercurrent.

At this juncture, Lin Mingda, who wants to go further, will naturally not be emotional. If he can downplay the matter, he will try his best to downplay it. If there is really no other way, he only needs to save Lin Zhihong's life and wait until everything in Beijing is settled.

After the decision is made, it is not impossible to settle the accounts again in the autumn.

After thinking about this, Lin Mingda's face looked much better. He turned to look at his sad-faced wife. Lin Mingda stepped forward and hugged her in his arms, patted her back gently and said

: "Okay, okay, it's okay. Nothing unexpected will happen to Zhihong."

"You said that!" After hearing Lin Mingda's words, his wife raised her head and looked at him, with tears in her eyes...

"Yes, that's what I said." Lin Mingda nodded, and when he was about to say something more, the man in Tang suit who had left not long ago had returned. Before Lin Mingda could ask, the man in Tang suit said with an ugly face: "Master,

The Public Security Department refused to pick up the young master, saying..."

"What did you say?" Lin Mingda was stunned and asked.

"It is said that Mr. Chen said hello and asked them not to interfere with the young master's matter..." While speaking, the man in Tang suit quietly looked at Lin Mingda's reaction. Mr. Chen intervened, and it seemed that he was not on Lin Mingda's side.

Side...

"Mr. Chen...!" Lin Mingda repeated through gritted teeth, but felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. Mr. Chen is normally a very quiet man, so why did he intervene in this matter at this time? Moreover, he did not allow himself to kill Zhihong.

From Wenzhou to Hangzhou? Unless...

A look of fear flashed through the depths of Lin Mingda's eyes, unless someone put pressure on Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen had to do this!

Thinking back to the series of reactions and actions of Luo Dingzhong and others, the answer seems to be ready. Behind these people, there is a powerful man standing, and this big man seems to be attacking himself...

Lin Mingda broke into a cold sweat on his back and blurted out: "Let's put Zhihong's matter aside for now and think of a way to save his life first!"

In fact, Lin Mingda's logical reasoning is wrong. At least, Mr. Chen intervened and there was no one behind him to put pressure. If there was someone, then this person was...

"Grandpa!" Chen Keli, who has always shown herself as a strong woman in front of everyone, grabbed Mr. Chen's arm almost coquettishly, and said coquettishly: "If the Lin family can't even handle this matter, what qualifications do they have?

Form an alliance with our Chen family?!"

"Okay, okay." Mr. Chen smiled kindly, patted Chen Keli's hands holding his arms, and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "I have already said hello to the Public Security Department, I won't let you go.

It’s good for them to interfere in this matter. It’s time to touch the foundation of the Lin family.”

Having said this, a glint flashed across Mr. Chen's eyes. He looked at Chen Keli with a half-smile and said, "Keli, tell me honestly, are you dissatisfied with this bastard Lin Zhihong?"

"Where...how can there be..." The smile on Chen Keli's face froze obviously, and she said hesitantly: "Grandpa, just arrange it..."

"So, why did I hear..." Mr. Chen looked at Chen Keli with a smile: "You have moved?"

"I..." Chen Keli was suddenly speechless.

"Keli, grandpa has been hiding something from you all these years." Mr. Chen took a deep breath, smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and said slowly in Chen Keli's confused eyes: "Actually, your

My parents are not dead..."

"What?!" Chen Keli was stunned, her eyes full of disbelief: "Didn't my parents..." when I was very young?

"Grandpa is old." Mr. Chen laughed for no reason and reached out to stroke Chen Keli's head: "Grandpa felt it when Kexin was just born. Even if grandpa takes another step forward, he can only stop at the right part.

For the sake of your future and the future of our Chen family, grandpa laid a plan when Kexin was just born."

"Game?" Chen Keli is now a little confused.

"Yes, it's a game." Mr. Chen narrowed his eyes, and said with some pride and self-deprecation: "A game that is enough to completely overturn outsiders' estimates of the Chen family..."

"Come on, come on, Uncle Luo, let me toast you." Shi Yi raised his glass with a smile, shook it at Luo Dingzhong, who was already blushing, and said pointedly: "It's been a hard day these days!"

"Haha, it should be, it should be." Luo Dingzhong burped. He had been an official for twenty years. It was not until he met Shi Yi that he realized what it was like to be an official, that kind of tingling and ecstasy feeling all over his body.

, something he had never experienced in his life.

If in the past, Luo Dingzhong was just a person who knew how to be an official, then now, he is a person who knows how to be an official as well as a human being. The basis of all of this is based on one word, and that is...money.

"Uncle Zhao, you can't just sit there and watch without drinking." Seeing Luo Dingzhong raising his head and drinking all the wine in the glass, Shi Yi turned around and pointed at Zhao Tielin, and picked up the wine with a chuckle.

Ping Ping poured wine into his glass and said to Zhao Tielin: "You did a good job this time. Thank you, Uncle Zhao, for your support!"

"It's your job, it's your job." Zhao Tielin quickly stood up and laughed with Shi Yi: "Come on, come on, let's do it."

"Fuck!" The two glasses collided with each other, making a crisp sound. They looked at each other with a smile, raised their glasses and drank the whole thing.

An hour later, all three of them had had enough to drink and eat. They leaned on their chairs and smoked cigarettes quietly. No one spoke.

The originally warm atmosphere in the box gradually calmed down. The three of them had their own plans in mind. This matter could be big or small. If it was big, it would break the sky, but if it was small, it would only make a splash.

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Tielin raised his head and looked at Shi Yi. He hesitated and said, "Ayi, Lin Zhihong is still in the bureau. How should we deal with it?"

"How else can we deal with it?" Shi Yi said with a half-hearted smile: "You can't really shoot him?"

"Hehe...hehe..." Zhao Tielin smiled and did not answer. Kill him? Unless Zhao Tielin doesn't want to go down the political path. Once Lin Zhihong is really killed, Lin Mingda will go crazy. He is not the deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city.

long enough to bear.

"Since you can't kill it, you can't let it go." Shi Yi narrowed his eyes: "Then let's keep it first."

"Keep it? How?" Zhao Tielin blinked in confusion.

"Well, keep it." Shi Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Keep it like a dog first. As long as Lin Zhihong is kept in the bureau for a day, Lin Mingda will not jump over the wall. As for how to raise it... I know how to raise it in the countryside.

What do local dogs eat? Lin Zhihong’s food is set according to this standard, as long as he can’t die.” [The third volume is completed, and the fourth volume is about to begin... Call for rewards~~tickets, etc. Everything you can do

Give me something... oh oh...]

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