Rebirth of the Official Business Route

Zhang Ke didn’t care about the other cases of Ding Xiangshan and Jiang Mingcheng. He thought that Zeng Jianhua’s so-called escape case would soon become a disappearance case. Jiang Mingcheng told Zeng Jianhua that he had taken away more than four million. The more than 4 million recurring withdrawals from the Xinfeng Group’s accounts have probably already been dealt a slap in the face.

　　 I don't know when I can pry Jiang Mingcheng's mouth open.

　　 Zhang Ke thought to himself: Tang Xueqian might be a blessing in disguise this time, and the provincial party committee is only ashamed of Tang Xueqian's grievance.

　　Because of this case, Tang Xueqian was the victim. In principle, he could not participate in the work of the task force. He could not go back to Haizhou immediately before taking measures against Ding Xiangshan and others. The family stayed in the provincial capital for the time being.

　　 Xu Xueping said to him: "Play in the provincial capital for a few days, take a break, and the province will send you a car."

"Thank you Secretary Xu," Tang Xueqian didn't have the thought of playing, so he might as well stay at the Longhua Hotel to watch Ding Xiangshan's end. "Tang Xueqian turned his head and asked Chen Xiaosong, "Is there Go in the hotel?"

　　 "Then I'll stay for dinner at noon, if you two play well, let me talk about a game." Xu Xueping pointed to Zhang Zhixing, "How about your chess?"

　　 In 1994, the Go craze started by Nie Weiping and Ma Xiaochun had not subsided, but Zhang Ke did not know that Xu Xueping also liked to play Go. Maybe when he paid attention to politics, the Go craze had already subsided.

　　 "Secretary Xu's chess is famous in the whole province, I dare not show my ugliness..." Zhang Zhixing waved his hand quickly, "If Secretary Xu can't find an opponent, let Zhang Ke learn chess with you."

　　 "Oh..." Xu Xueping heard that he was interested, and asked Jin Guohai to get chess. Regardless of his status as the deputy prosecutor of the provincial court, Jin Guohai ran down the stairs. After a while, he ran back with sweat on his forehead, brought two sets of chess, and handed it to Tang Xueqian.

　　 "Let's observe Secretary Xu's chess first." Tang Xueqian held the chess in his hand and stood aside.

Zhang Ke knows that Xu Xueping has a lot of government affairs. He didn't have much thoughts to study Go, and he didn't deliberately let him lose. Of course, he couldn't make him lose ugly. Sure enough, Xu Xueping couldn’t help himself: “I’ve been learning chess since I was a high school. I haven’t cut off for almost 45 years. I still lost to Zhang Ke. Look, see, Zhixing has a good son. Who can beat him? , Tell me..."

Zhang Ke looked up and saw Tang Jing not knowing when he was standing next to him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Uncle Xu is much better than my dad. He also claims to be an amateur three. He wants me to let two sons and Uncle Xu. When I played this game, I was sweating. When I ended, I thought I was going to lose. I almost gave up and gave up. Uncle Xu slowed down here." Zhang Ke pointed to the lower right corner of the board, "Uncle Xu Did you let me on purpose?"

"I won't deliberately let you, uncle can afford to lose in this game, don't want you to give me a step, here, I really didn't think about it," Xu Xueping laughed rare, "I only have the level of karma five, you don't do it. It's a pity to be a professional chess player, but it's a pity to be a professional chess player."

　　 When Zhang Zhixing heard Xu Xueping's last words, he was secretly delighted. This is not because Xiao Ke will be more promising in the future.

　　No one asked about the car accident in Haizhou, and no one would take the initiative to bring it up. Tang Xueqian felt a little strange when he saw that Xu Xueping was very close to Zhang Zhixing and his son. Although Tang Xueqian had poor chess skills, he had good eyesight. He saw that Zhang Ke was more difficult to win Xu Xueping with two eyes than with twenty eyes. No one here taught him to do so. He knew these things without a teacher, and his words were so likable. , It is a pity to be a professional chess player.

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　　 At lunch, I called Xu Xueping to the task force. Xu Xueping answered the phone and came back with a gloomy face. Everyone didn't know what was happening again, and was very uneasy. Xu Xueping was holding the bowl, his chopsticks were half-empty, and he stopped there. The air on the table was solidified.

　　 Xu Xueping’s secretary Li Yijiang squeezed his eyes at Zhang Ke. Zhang Ke understood and asked Xu Xueping, “Uncle Xu, is there something wrong with Xiao Zhitong?”

"Oh..." Xu Xueping sighed, and asked the people at the table to put down the hanging stone in his heart. "Zhitong lost his temper at home, refused to eat, smashed the bowl, and refused to speak. The family didn't know. What does she want..."

　　 "Let me see Zhitong..."

　　 "Well, I just want you to go there, eat a good meal and let Xiao Li take you there..."

　　 Zhang Ke got up and stood up: "It’s too late to eat when the meal arrives at Uncle Xu’s house, so please trouble Uncle Li to give me a hungry stomach."

　　 "I'll go to Secretary Xu's house to eat too." Li Yijiang did not delay, and the car was left to pick up Xu Xueping to the provincial party committee. He borrowed a car from the task force and drove Zhang Ke to Xinmeiyuan.

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After Li Yijiang and Zhang Ke left, Xu Xueping took two mouthfuls of rice in his mouth, put down his dishes, and said, "The provincial party committee has things to do, so I won't accompany you." Everyone stood up, hugged Xu Xueping downstairs and sent him up vehicle.

　　 The car turned out of the main building of the hotel and disappeared from the view. Everyone entered the building one after another. Tang Xueqian left Zhang Zhixing behind, and the two squatted on the steps to smoke.

　　 Tang Xueqian did not ask. Zhang Zhixing also knew what he was thinking. Zhang Ke's rescue of Xu Xueping's granddaughter could not be shown off. If it was passed to Xu Xueping's ears, it would make life boring. Of course, there is no need to hide it from Tang Xueqian.

　　 Zhang Zhixing took the cigarette that Tang Xueqian handed over, and took out the lighter to help Tang Xueqian set the fire on first: "A lot of things have happened in Haizhou these days. Secretary Xu’s son had a car accident in Haizhou..."

"Ah..." Tang Xueqian was stunned. UU read www.uukanshu.com. He is the deputy mayor in charge of traffic. Such a bad traffic matter shocked him. He opened his lips and forgot that the cigarette was in his mouth and dropped. He fell on the linen pants and burnt Martian's eyes. Tang Xueqian ignored his distressed pants and picked up the cigarette. "When did it happen?"

"Eight days ago, the car accident happened on the North Street behind the government compound. The driver was a muck truck. The driver drove after drinking and entered the city from Beiguan. Li drew most of the traffic police in Xicheng District to support, and failed to stop the accident in time, causing four deaths and three injuries..."

"So serious?" Tang Xueqian took a deep breath. This was a car accident in the urban area. He caught up with his isolation review, otherwise he, the deputy mayor in charge of transportation, would not have a good fruit. "Have you taken any measures afterwards?" "

Zhang Zhixing shook his head: "I have been in the city during this period of time. News is also blocked, or you can call Mayor Zhou and ask. Actually, it happened that when the car accident happened, Xiao Ke was also in North Street and sent Secretary Xu's message to him. The granddaughter snatched it out from under the wheel..."

Tang Xueqian was stuffing the cigarette he picked up into his mouth, holding his hand to his mouth, and looking aside Zhang Zhixing, his chin burned his cigarette butt, shaking it, and simply threw half of it down the steps: "This is also fate. I’m going back this time to take care of Haizhou’s traffic,” he stood up with his hand on Zhang Zhixing’s shoulder, “seeing your kid another day to play a good chess game, more than ten years have passed, and he is half the size.”

　　 Zhang Zhixing smiled silently, took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, threw the cigarette **** out, and followed Tang Xueqian into the building.