Chapter 338
The two played chess while drinking tea.

"Xiao Lin, have you paid attention to the local news these days?" Zheng Yimin decided to play black and occupied the left corner first.

Lin Yuan originally wanted to be humble, but considering that Lao Zheng had never won a game of chess with him, it would be hypocritical to be humble.

So Zhi Bai lowered himself to the other corner.

"I'm a person who doesn't hear what's going on outside the window, and only cares about earning a little money in front of me."

Zheng Yimin rolled his eyes.

"Xiao Lin, you're only focusing on making money, so don't worry about the storms outside. If you want to make money, you have to pay attention to what's going on around you."

The two quickly made arrangements.

"Yesterday, on the TV news, the announcement of the second-in-command's appointment and dismissal was broadcast. Liu Minhao went up, and Huang Yongrong came down."

Zheng Yimin followed suit, and judging from the layout at the beginning, there was nothing wrong with it.

But just as the chess game is like the trend, the surface is calm and the talk is smooth, but behind it is the dark tide.

"It's normal for this kind of official to be appointed and dismissed." Lin Yuan said lightly.

You go to the sky, and I will make money and make a fortune.

"If I told you that the Fengshui of the Guo family's ancestral tomb was done by Mr. Huang, who secretly instructed a well-known Fengshui master in the southwestern region, Zhenren Zhang, to do it, you should understand the truth."

Lin Yuan was taken aback: The second in command secretly ordered people to destroy the boss's ancestral grave?
It's creepy to think about.

Is it necessary to do this?
On the surface, they are friendly, but they are stabbing each other behind their backs.

For that position, all kinds of insidious tricks are used.

It is true that power makes people crazy, and power turns people into monsters.

No wonder the ancient imperial family, the father is not the father, the son is not the younger brother, the brother is not the brother.

"That real Zhang confessed everything?"

I don't know what Zhang Yichen thinks of him as a junior.

Lin Yuan put Bai Zi on the right and fell into it.

Lin Qilin stood quietly watching them play chess.

Subtly, he also learned some basic knowledge of chess games.

"Father, if I don't talk, I'll just watch you play chess with Grandpa Zheng."

"Okay, come on, Dad holds you."

Lin Yuan hugged his son on his lap.

"What do Liu Xie and the others do? They have a lot of means to make people tell the truth. On the first day they refused to say anything, after two days and two nights of hawking, they obediently confessed everything they knew on the third day."

Zheng Yimin followed his own way of thinking to keep the black chess as close as possible.

After dozens of moves, he faintly felt that the situation was not good.

"The forces of both of them are intertwined. They have worked in Nanren for many years, just like a big tree with well-developed and lush roots. It is not easy to knock it down."

"I used to maintain a harmonious atmosphere, but in a showdown, they were all killers. The next day, Guiling Huang Yongsheng was detained at the executive meeting for corruption."

"Isn't Huang Yongsheng Huang Yongrong's brother?"

"That's right, Mr. Account, who is placed in Guiling as a training object, is of course also his younger brother's. It's a white glove."

Although Zheng Yimin is in the education system, he is also well versed in the unspoken rules of officialdom.

"Old Huang doesn't resist, is he willing to be caught without a fight?"

Lin Yuan took a rough look at the black and white layout on the chessboard, and had his own ideas about the next step.

Zheng Yimin is not weak at chess. To win against him, he must play steadily and without making mistakes.

Of course, Lao Zheng also understood this truth.

There are not many loopholes in the layout, of course it depends on the volume of the game stage.

"Who said he didn't resist? The intensity of the resistance was unprecedented. In the first few days, hundreds of migrant workers in Xuanwu District demanded their wages. The bulldozer blocking the Yining Bridge. ..."

Zheng Yimin pointed his fingers and told all the local news events that happened nearby.

These events may seem to occur in isolation, but in fact they all have certain internal connections.

"It's like a game between chess players, just like we play chess, winning or losing depends on the moves."

After the layout is completed, the strangulation stage begins.

"In the end, what strength did Lao Guo rely on to crush him?"

If there is a huge disparity in strength, there is no need to compete at all.

People can slap you into the dust with a slap.

"The working group settled in, the team was elected... We just saw the result, and we have no way of knowing how thrilling the process was."

Zheng Yimin frowned and looked at the situation on the chessboard for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's still your Xiaolin who is better at chess, and I lost again."

Only more than 150 hands.

If you lose, you lose, and there is no point in entanglement.

"Old Zheng, I accept it."

In the first few moves, Lin Yuan found his flaw and had a breakthrough.

No matter how tightly you seal it, there will definitely be weaknesses.

The key to victory is whoever finds the opponent's weakness first and launches an attack in advance.

The two began to have children.

Lin Qilin took the initiative: "Let me help you put away the chess pieces."

He put white pieces and black pieces into the chess box respectively.

At this time, Lin Xiuxian came up from below carrying an iron bucket.

"Qiqi, look at how many big fish Grandpa caught again."

He called his little grandson over.

"Brother is amazing, the fish in this river are like those stored in your pond." Zheng Yimin saw that there were a few more grass carp weighing three to four catties in his iron bucket.

"Principal Zheng, I'm going to have dinner at my house today, and I'll get some fish dishes for you to drink with." Lin Xiuxian said with a smile.

Since the last drowning incident, his son Lin Yuan repeatedly confessed that he only went fishing below after a while.

After waking up this morning, he couldn't bear the desire to fish anymore. Seeing that his son was not at home, he took the fishing rod to the river.

Three big grass carp were caught in a few hours.

"Brother, you have worked hard. I am addicted to eating at your house, and I don't want my old face. I will have a meal at your house every now and then. Hehe!" Zheng Yimin said with a smile.

"Principal Zheng, I see what you said. A Yuan was at home, so I invited you to come over for dinner. Besides, it depends on the relationship. It is an honor for Principal Zheng to come to my house for dinner. My family is very happy."

Lin Xiuxian beckoned Lin Qilin to follow him to the kitchen.

"Qiqi, will you go to the kitchen with Grandpa?"

Lin Qilin walked over: "Okay, grandpa is eating fried fish today, or making fish balls?"

"Whatever Qiqi wants to eat, grandpa will do it for you."

On this side, Lin Yuan and Zheng Yimin began to compete in the second round.

Seeing Lin Yuan playing chess with Lao Deng in the gazebo, Lin Ling took the ledger and came over.

"A Yuan, you see that the workers have processed so many products, can they be sold?"

Lin Yuan flipped through and found that there were a certain amount of various accessories.

There are even many jade ornaments hand-carved by Master Chen.

"Okay, I'll call Lin Daogang tonight to see if his emerald shop has been decorated? By the way, I have a thousand-square-meter shop in Chaoyang Plaza. We might as well open an emerald jewelry shop there."

(End of this chapter)

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