I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

Seeing Huang Dayou's angry look, Jiang Qixun suspected that he had been drugged during his trip to the border town. He thought, these criminals were captured by the special police from the border town in exchange for their lives and blood, so how could they be released so easily. It's useless to argue with him here. It's better to go to Secretary Lu for some reasoning.

So he said: "Secretary Huang, as I just said, you and I are each responsible. Misunderstandings and frictions at work are inevitable. But we have to follow principles in everything we do, right? I won't do anything that violates principles. We will do it. Let’s see, this matter is of great importance. I think we can write a separate report and submit it to Secretary Lu, and wait for Secretary Lu’s decision. What do you think?”

Huang Wanyou suddenly sneered. When Jiang Qixun heard this, the laughter was obviously threatening and sarcastic, and he got goosebumps all over his body.

Huang Wanyou suddenly stopped laughing again and said seriously: "Don't mention Secretary Lu in front of me again. Secretary Lu will go to the Central Party School to study soon. It's not certain whether he will come back. At present, the work of the Provincial Party Committee is temporarily left to I'm in charge, and Secretary Lu told me everything last night."

Jiang Qixun was shocked. Secretary Lu was going to study at the Central Party School. He should hold a standing committee meeting to inform him. How could he leave just now?

Huang Wanyou seemed to have read his thoughts and sneered: "You find it strange, don't you? It's a pity that as a provincial cadre, you don't have any political acumen."

"I, I have no political acumen. What do you mean?" Jiang Qixun asked doubtfully.

Huang Wanyou laughed and said, "Well, in order to make you sober, I will tell you the truth. Secretary Lu is going to be promoted. This time I go to study as a preparation before the promotion."

"Oh... Then why don't you hold a meeting to explain the work? No matter how the main leaders leave the local area, they should let the standing committee members know." Jiang Qixun said in confusion.

"There's nothing strange about this. Everything is being reformed now, and things may not necessarily be done according to routine." Huang Wanyou took out a cigarette and lit it. "The main thing now is to develop the economy. Don't just follow the rules for other things, such as your police." When it comes to work, don’t just go up and down the line at every turn, shouting all day long to catch this and fix that, isn’t that damaging the development environment?”

Jiang Qixun listened and seemed to think it made sense. However, when he thought of the special policemen of the border town public security department and the more than 20 suspects, he felt that the matter was difficult to handle. No matter what, he could not treat the law as a child's play.

Seeing that Jiang Qixun was still confused, Huang Wanyou became a little impatient. He put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and said, "Okay, I've said everything that needs to be said. It's up to you."

Jiang Qixun thought that it would be useless to say more here, so he left the office.

His head was a little swollen and a little painful, and he needed to think quietly. Xu Dawei, who was waiting in the compound, saw him coming out of the office building, so he started the car and drove to the entrance of the office building.

After getting on the bus, Xu Dawei asked: "Director, are you going back to the hall?"

Jiang Qixun patted his head and said, "When I get to Fuyang Lake, I want to be quiet."

Xu Dawei responded, thinking that the leader must have encountered some difficulties, otherwise why would he go to Fuyang Lake?

The black Audi headed east, passing through the luxurious urban area, and arrived at Fuyang Lake, which is eighteen kilometers away from the urban area.

Fuyang Lake is the largest natural lake in Fuyang City, covering an area of ​​eight square kilometers. The lake is surrounded by green mountains and covered with clouds and fog, forming a unique climate environment. The lake water is light blue, clear and translucent, and egrets fly in pairs on the lake, indicating that the ecological environment here is excellent and has not been polluted by the city.

It was working time, and there was no one idle by the lake. Only workers occasionally appeared at the Fuyang Lake Water Plant beside the lake.

Jiang Qixun asked Xu Dawei to take out his fishing rod and sit on a boulder by the lake to fish. Of course, this is just a drunkard's wish.

After Xu Dawei put the bait on the hook, he waved his hand, the fishing line flew and the bait sank into the water.

Looking at the calm lake, Jiang Qixun had a lot of thoughts. In the past ten years or so, the security situation in various parts of the province has been very strict, and in many places it has reached an outrageous level. Collusion between police and criminals, and collusion between officials and criminals, occurs from time to time, but they are often not held accountable. He knew that the background behind the evil forces was profound and unpredictable, and the public security department was unable to move. As time went on, the community of interests that violated law and discipline became even more entrenched.

"Fish. Director, there is a fish on the bait." Xu Dawei shouted from the side.

Jiang Qixun came back from his thoughts, raised the fishing rod, and a golden carp swung directly on the fishing rod, weighing more than two kilograms.

"Haha, the harvest is not small." Jiang Zhongyin smiled and tightened the fishing line.

Xu Dawei took the carp from the fish hook, took a branch from a nearby willow tree, passed it through the gills of the fish, and put it aside.

Then he put the bait on the fish, and Jiang Qixun threw the fish into the water.

The lake surface returned to calm, and Jiang Qixun began to think again.

"What should I do? Should I report the situation to Secretary Lu or Zuo Daqian? Or report it to the Ministry of Public Security." He thought to himself.

He believes that although Secretary Lu is going to the Beijing Party School to study, he will still be the provincial party committee secretary until there is a new appointment. It is necessary to report Deputy Secretary Huang’s opinions to him.

So he took out his cell phone and called Secretary Lu's secretary Fang Xiaoming.

"Hey, Secretary Fang, is Secretary Lu here?" he asked.

"Ah, Secretary Jiang, I was about to call you to inform you that the Standing Committee meeting will be held in the third conference room of the Provincial Party Committee at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Oh, is Secretary Lu presiding over it?"

"Yes, but Secretary Lu will go to Beijing to study after a one-hour meeting."

"Is Secretary Lu in the office now? I want to report on my work."

"Secretary Lu is not free in the morning. Is there anything you need me to tell you?"

"No, it's okay. Goodbye."

Jiang Qixun hung up the phone, thinking that Secretary Lu would not have time to listen to the report now, so he could only report to him in advance during the afternoon meeting.

"Dawei, let's go back." Jiang Qixun said and put away the fishing rod.

"Fishing for a while longer, director, this fish is not enough to eat." Xu Dawei said jokingly.

"Take it back and feed it to the wounded in the border town. It's more than two kilograms, enough to make fish soup." Jiang Qixun said and walked towards the Audi car on the shore.

Xu Dawei picked up the fishing rod and chased after him...

At 2:10 p.m., Jiang Qixun arrived in front of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary's Office on the 16th floor of the Provincial Party Committee Office Building in advance, waiting for Secretary Lu's arrival.

He looked at his watch and saw that he still had twenty minutes to go before going to work, so he paced in front of the door. Unexpectedly, the door opened with a bang, and the enigmatic face of secretary Fang Xiaoming came out from the crack of the door and said : "Come in, Secretary Jiang."

Fang Xiaoming, thirty-five years old, wears a winter woolen coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His black hair is naturally curly and wavy. He looks very artistic, like a scholar.

Fang Xiaoming poured a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table and said, "Secretary Jiang must have a headache, otherwise he would be so anxious to see Secretary Lu."

"I have a small matter, please report it to Secretary Lu." Jiang Qixun covered it up.

"Hmph, so what if we catch the suspect? It's hot." Fang Xiaoming asked with a strange smile.

Jiang Qixun was shocked: How did he know? I've heard that Fang Xiaoming knows Yin and Yang gossip and can pinch and calculate, but he can't really be that good.