Chapter 1206

Huang Qiming sat down and took a sip from his tea mug. He had been sitting in this chair for more than four years.

For such a long time, the people above had been holding him down without transferring him to a 'clear water yamen' to retire, which was actually out of concern.

Because he knew too much. Once he got emotional and did something regardless of the consequences, someone would definitely be uncomfortable.

Therefore, holding him down was also giving him a chance. But people's patience is always limited. If he keeps his neck stiff like this, he will definitely be transferred away next year.

He wanted to stick to his bottom line, but he didn't want to sit and wait for death. So what could he do? Therefore, when Liu Zhengming found him, he agreed immediately.

It wasn't just because of the old leader's words, nor was it just because of his ideals and ambitions; he also had plans to fight for a future for himself.

If he won, his name would definitely be recorded in the history of Ganzhou, and he would have a smooth future. Of course, if he lost, then there was nothing more to say.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

The office door was knocked on lightly. Huang Qiming came back to his senses and put down the tea mug in his hand.

"Come in!"

A young man in a police uniform, thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, with a tall stature, walked in. He was Yang Gang, the Ningdu Public Security Bureau Chief.

"Leader!"

Huang Qiming got up, walked to the sofa, and sat down: "Sit down and talk."

Yang Gang sat down, and Huang Qiming picked up a cigarette and handed one to Yang Gang.

"People from Beijing have come and will arrive soon. Execute according to the previous plan."

Yang Gang took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for Huang Qiming first.

"I've prepared everything." Yang Gang lit the cigarette in his mouth and hesitated: "Can we really succeed?"

"I wasn't sure before. Relying solely on public opinion, no matter how you put it, was a bit unreliable." Huang Qiming smiled: "But it's different now. Big shots from the central authorities have already intervened. So, as long as we don't make any mistakes here, the sky above our heads will definitely change."

Yang Gang stood up abruptly: "I'll go make arrangements now."

Huang Qiming looked at Yang Gang: "Your pressure definitely won't be small. Can you hold on?"

Yang Gang smiled freely: "As long as you can hold on, I can hold on. At worst, I'll just take off this uniform. What else can happen?"

Huang Qiming stood up: "The theft and illegal mining of rare earths, and the systematic destruction of the environment are too serious. If we let it go on like this, it's hard to imagine what kind of environment our next generation will live in.

Therefore, this battle is not just to fight for a future for ourselves, but also for our next generation, for their living environment, and to leave them some resources."

"Clap!" Yang Gang saluted: "Don't worry, I will spare no effort to handle this matter well."

Huang Qiming patted him on the shoulder: "Go!"

Beijing!

After finishing lunch, Zhou Andong sat in the living room of the third courtyard, smoking and watching TV.

The noon news had just finished playing, and the screen flashed to a luxuriously decorated room. Outside the window, heavy snow was falling.

Immediately after, the camera moved down, and a set of very beautiful red radiators appeared on the screen.

At this time, Uncle Ge appeared, holding a palm-leaf fan and shirtless.

He stood in front of the window, fanning himself with the palm-leaf fan, smiling at the falling snowflakes outside.

"You are in the bright sunshine of the south with heavy snow falling; I am in the cold winter of the north, warm as spring. Rifeng Radiators, accompanying you through the cold winter."

Zhou Andong smiled. Rifeng's advertisement was finally on. As long as the fame was built up, Rifeng would be the leader in the radiator industry in the future.

At this time, Jian Qiu walked into the living room: "What are you watching? So happy."

Zhou Andong pointed to the TV: "Rifeng's advertisement, very good."

Jian Qiu took a look; it had already finished playing: "Let's go!"

Zhou Andong got up: "Let's go to Qiudongfang first, then go see Rifeng."

"Okay!" Jian Qiu promised.

The two walked out of the living room, and before they could close the door, the phone suddenly rang.

Zhou Andong looked back, walked back helplessly, and picked up the phone.

"Hello!"

Elder Jian's voice came from the receiver: "Come to the No. 5 courtyard immediately."

Zhou Andong asked: "What's the matter?"

"We'll talk when you get here." Without giving Zhou Andong a chance to speak again, the old man hung up the phone.

Zhou Andong smacked his lips and shook his head helplessly.

Jian Qiu asked: "Whose call was it?"

"Man Man Laoyezi Jian." Zhou Andong huffed.

"Speak properly." Jian Qiu hit him: "What did he want with you?"

"I don't know." Zhou Andong habitually took out a cigarette, then put it back in his pocket: "I asked, but he didn't say. He just told me to go to the No. 5 courtyard immediately."

Jian Qiu thought for a moment: "It wouldn't be about Jinghua, would it?"

Zhou Andong pondered and shook his head: "I don't know."

Jian Qiu pulled Zhou Andong: "Let's go, we'll know when we get there."

The old man was in the study, his expression very solemn. Hearing the knock on the door, he shouted.

"Come in!"

Zhou Andong pushed the door and walked in, with Jian Qiu following behind.

"Grandpa, what do you want with us?"

Seeing Zhou Andong arrive, a smile appeared on the old man's face.

"There is a matter that we old guys have been arguing about endlessly, so I brought you here to ask what you think."

"I don't have any thoughts, and you shouldn't ask me either." Zhou Andong's eyelids twitched, and he turned to leave.

"Come back!" The old man snorted coldly: "Don't try to fool me, sit down."

Zhou Andong rubbed his nose and sat on the sofa reluctantly: "Grandpa, things that make you big shots argue endlessly must be big things. I'm just a businessman doing small business; what kind of one-two-three can I say?

Besides, the country has raised so many think tanks, all of whom are top experts. If you don't ask them, why ask me?"

The old man didn't say any nonsense, took a carton of cigarettes from the drawer, and placed it on the desk.

Zhou Andong blinked: "Grandpa, don't say one carton of cigarettes, even if you give me two, such a national..."

"Clap!"

The old man took out two more cartons and slapped them on the desk.

Zhou Andong's throat rolled: "No, Grandpa, I am a person with integrity. This really..."

"Clap!"

The old man took out another carton.

"Hoo!" Zhou Andong took a deep breath and then exhaled a long breath: "You really are my grandpa. Tell me, what's the matter."

"Giggle!" Jian Qiu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Where's your integrity?"

Zhou Andong rolled his eyes at her: "Bring the cigarettes over."

This guy was afraid the old man would go back on his word, so he urged Jian Qiu to bring the cigarettes over quickly.

As the saying goes, 'what's in the bag is safe'. If this old man didn't keep his word, he wouldn't have any way to deal with it.

Jian Qiu smiled, got up, and brought the cigarettes over. The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, as if he felt very heartbroken.