Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Pang Yijun thought that what he said was for Secretary Ji's sake and to give him a way out. But at this moment, it was clear from Ji Quanyong's face that he had no intention of accepting this kindness. On the contrary, he was a little angry. "Okay, Comrade Dawei, tell me what you think."

Yang Dawei had been very busy just now, observing Ji Quanyong's reaction. When he heard someone asking for his opinion, he immediately replied, "I don't have any opinion. I will listen to the provincial party committee and Secretary Ji in everything."

Needless to say, Yang Dawei is also Ji Quanyong's yes-man.

Yang Dawei's words calmed Ji Quanyong's expression. "Well, since everyone's opinions are basically the same, I think we should just leave it this way for now. It's really too late today, so let's talk about everything tomorrow."

"But..." When Pang Yijun heard what Mingtian said, it meant to lock Feng Sizhe up for one night, so he immediately stood up and argued.

"Okay, no one will die if they are locked up for one night." As if he knew what Pang Yijun was going to say next, Ji Quanyong blocked his words.

Everyone had basically the same opinion, but ignored Pang Yijun's proposal. This is the best embodiment of democratic centralism.

Just as they sent the man away, Ji Quanyong's wife Fang Aixin came out of the bedroom next to them and said, "Old Ji, has Peng'er caused trouble again? You can't just ignore it."

"I know." Ji Quanyong agreed. He knew very well in his heart that the reason these people came to report the situation to him was entirely because Feng Sizhe was arrested in the nightclub where his son worked. It can be said that this matter has a lot to do with their Ji family. Otherwise, why would they be so careful?

He thought that Feng Sizhe was not an ordinary person. He had heard of this person. He was very young and very strong. He was a powerful deputy ministerial-level cadre before he was 40 years old. Such a person had a bright future, so some people valued him and supported him. But now his son happened to have dealings with this person, so it seemed that he should be more careful.

He picked up the phone next to the sofa and dialed a number. "I'm your dad. No matter what you are doing, come home right away. Right away."

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In the dim room of the temporary detention center of the Sichuan City Public Security Bureau, Feng Sizhe was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.

After the fight just now, Feng Sizhe had expended a lot of energy and was even bitten on the arm. He looked a little embarrassed.

Normally, with his ability, it wouldn't take so much effort to deal with these three people, but this time there were too many external factors. First, the space here was small, and his legs and feet couldn't move freely. Second, his men were handcuffed, which made it difficult for him to move freely. Third, although these people didn't know any kung fu, they had strong resistance to blows. Feng Sizhe knocked them to the ground several times, but they still had the ability to get up and fight again. As a result, it took Feng Sizhe more than ten minutes to subdue these three people, which naturally took him a lot of effort.

There was no sound of fighting in the room. Soon, the door was opened by two policemen. One of them shone a flashlight in the room. When he saw that Feng Sizhe was still fine, but the three prisoners who were arranged here had fainted, he widened his eyes and said naturally, "Wow, I didn't expect that he could fight so well."

This sentence showed that everything was arranged in advance. Feng Sizhe was of course aware that at this moment, his power could not play any role at all. He could only wait for Chen Hu, Yin Fenglei and Li Shuang to call for help.

Next, the three people who were knocked down were dragged out, and Feng Sizhe was finally able to be alone in the room for a while.

When he arrived at the police station, Feng Sizhe's cell phone, watch and other items were all taken away. Now he didn't know the exact time, but according to his guess, it should be almost midnight. He had been at the police station for two hours, so why was there still no news? Could it be that Ducheng Province was an independent kingdom, and his connections didn't work even when he called?

While meditating, Feng Sizhe fell into a deep sleep because he was really too tired.

Wang Zerong and others in Kyoto who spoke for Feng Sizhe were getting anxious because they hadn't received any news. But because the situation in Ducheng Province was unclear, they couldn't act rashly. Wang Zerong called Pang Yijun, secretary of the Ducheng Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, one after another to inquire about the development of the matter.

Pang Yijun fought for Feng Sizhe, but Secretary Ji's opinion was to wait until dawn to discuss it, so he had no choice but to report the situation to Wang Zerong.

"Deputy Minister Wang, I have already talked to our Secretary Ji, but he said it is too late and we should talk about it at dawn. I really don't know what to say." Pang Yijun said in embarrassment.

"Okay, then please tell your discipline secretary that Comrade Feng Sizhe went to Ducheng Province for work, not for fun. If anything happens to him, a large number of working groups from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection will rush to your Ducheng Province. Don't cry out for injustice then." Wang Zerong hung up the phone angrily.

Wang Zerong rarely gets angry like this, but this time he really can't control himself. Not to mention that he and Feng Sizhe have a very close personal relationship, just in terms of influence, he can't ignore Feng Sizhe, otherwise everyone will know about it and think he is a coward. If that's the case, then his personality will be looked down upon by others, right?

As everyone was looking forward to it, the new year finally arrived and the sky finally brightened.

A ray of sunlight shone into the room through the iron window, and Feng Sizhe's biological clock reminded him to wake up.

As soon as he saw the sunlight, Feng Sizhe knew that a night had passed. As for the fact that he could stay here for a whole night, Feng Sizhe himself was a little bit unconvinced. Could it be that no one really cared about him? Or was it that the water in the capital was too deep, so deep that even those who supported him could not get help by calling.

But no matter what, Feng Sizhe knew that with the coming of a new day, he had to have an explanation for his affairs. No one had such great power to keep himself here for more than 24 hours. He was no longer the same as before. He was involved in the interests of too many people. Even if it was for his own sake, I believe someone would dare to stand up. At the same time, Feng Sizhe also had an ominous feeling in his heart, that is, the leaders of the capital province dared to do this, that is, they had something to rely on, so what was this reliance?

At seven o'clock in the morning, such news was suddenly broadcast in the morning news of the capital province.

The TV showed a mess in the celebrity nightclub, and the announcer explained that it was caused by a powerful big shot. The initial investigation showed that someone from Kyoto came here to spend money, and then a quarrel caused unpleasantness, which turned into a situation. At that time, the comrades from the Metropolitan Public Security Bureau rushed to the scene and took the excited person back to the police station. The TV will make further follow-up reports on the progress of the case.

The sudden appearance of this news undoubtedly distorted what happened to Feng Sizhe in the Celebrity Nightclub. Although some of the words in the report had been processed, after seeing this news, many people still took it for granted that some person with a background in Kyoto must have taken a fancy to a certain girl in the Celebrity Nightclub and something unpleasant happened, so someone made trouble and then the police took the person away.

In the capital, almost everyone in the area knows the background of the Celebrity Nightclub. It is precisely because everyone knows it that they think this way.

Ji Quanyong, who saw the news early in the morning, nodded with satisfaction. This was the result of his phone call to the Provincial Party Committee Organization Minister Mu Ximing last night. With this report, he was no longer afraid that someone in Kyoto would come to blame him. As the saying goes, a prince who breaks the law is guilty of the same crime as a commoner. Besides, he was just mortgaging someone for one night. Although the TV reported it, it didn't mention the name after all. This can be regarded as saving the other party's face, right?

After breakfast, Ji Quanyong took a car to the Capital Provincial Party Committee Building. As soon as he entered his office, before he had time to take off his coat, the phone in the office rang.

I received a call early in the morning, and it was an external call. Something must have happened. But even so, Ji Quanyong still walked to the office chair calmly and sat down slowly, then reached out and picked up the phone, "Hello, this is Ji Quanyong."

"Hello Secretary Ji, I am Wang Zerong, deputy secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection." The other party directly gave his name.

The reason why Wang Zerong called early in the morning was the result of their discussion. Last night, Wang Zerong, Li Qiujuan, and Zhao Wangang met. The three of them were the first to know the news, and they were also among those who had a very close relationship with Feng Sizhe.

The three of them met and discussed and came to the conclusion that it was better not to expand the matter before the matter was completely clarified. Another decision was to let Wang Zerong communicate with the Ducheng Province as the leader of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. After all, Feng Sizhe went to Ducheng for work. If Zhao Wangang or Li Qiujuan called right away, it would be too personal. If the matter got out of hand, it would inevitably be caught by someone.

So, Wang Zerong estimated that Ji Quanyong should have gone to work early in the morning, so he called him.

When he heard that the other party was Wang Zerong, the deputy secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, Ji Quanyong showed a sneer on his face. The other party was really impatient, and he started asking for people early in the morning. But it didn't matter. Fortunately, he had made preparations long ago. He called his son back home last night and gave him some instructions. In short, he had to turn the passive into the active and put the blame on Feng Sizhe first. In this way, he would have the initiative and would have a plan to deal with whatever others said.

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