Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"Oh, it's Vice Minister Wang, hello." Although Ji Quanyong was a little unimpressed by the call, he did not show it in his words.

"Secretary Ji, I'm really embarrassed to call you so early in the morning, but there is a situation I have to report to you." Wang Zerong was of course clear about the ins and outs of the matter, and Ji Quanyong knew everything too, but he had to play dumb on the phone. Feng Sizhe was in their hands now, and if they got angry, Feng Sizhe himself would be the first to suffer.

As the third deputy secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, provincial party secretaries should have shown due respect to him. Besides, Wang Zerong is still so young and has unlimited potential for development. But Ji Quanyong is also a senior provincial party secretary, and he also has a very powerful mother-in-law, so most people would not take him seriously.

"Oh, please tell me what's going on, Vice Minister Wang." Ji Quanyong still said politely. After all, they were both ministerial-level cadres, and their ranks were the same, so it was only natural for them to be polite to each other when talking.

"It's like this. Our Central Commission for Discipline Inspection received a letter of complaint saying that Comrade Wu Quanhua, director of the Public Security Bureau of Ducheng Province, Sichuan City, was suspected of multiple violations of discipline. So our Director of the Inspection Office, Comrade Feng Sizhe, went to your Ducheng. However, it seems that some misunderstandings occurred last night. Our Director Feng was detained by your police. Regarding this matter, I specifically greeted Secretary Ji. Comrade Feng Sizhe went there to work, and he hopes that you local authorities can cooperate with his work." Wang Zerong said these words in a suppressed manner. If Ji Quanyong hadn't suppressed it, Feng Sizhe should have been released last night. He had already heard Pang Yijun's report on this matter.

"Well, this matter was reported to me by Comrade Pang Yijun and others last night. However, I was concerned about expanding the impact and did not want to go to the police station late at night to attract more attention and thus create a bad impact. So I said that it should be resolved today. How about this? I will go to the Municipal Public Security Bureau in person to visit Comrade Feng Sizhe." Ji Quanyong said cunningly.

Hearing that Ji Quanyong was about to go to the Public Security Bureau, Wang Zerong was of course very happy and said, "Thank you very much, Secretary Ji. Let's do this. I'll wait for your news."

"Okay, let's do this for now." Ji Quanyong hung up the phone after saying this. Then he leaned back in his chair, as if nothing had happened, and rang the bell to call his secretary to listen to the day's work schedule.

Two hours later, around nine o'clock, after Ji Quanyong had finished dealing with some documents and work matters, he called his secretary Yang Ding, "Prepare the car, I need to go to the police station."

The provincial party secretary was going to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, which was naturally a big deal. The provincial party committee office immediately prepared a car, and then a group of relevant leaders followed, and the group came to the Municipal Public Security Bureau in a mighty manner.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, a police officer walked into Feng Sizhe's room with a bowl of water and a steamed bun. "Here, this is your breakfast. Eat it quickly."

Looking at this breakfast that was not meant for human consumption, Feng Sizhe stood up from the corner and asked, "Is this for me?"

"Of course, if it's not for you, then the food is for me." The policeman said unhappily.

"Excuse me, am I a criminal? Have I committed any crime? I'm telling you, I'm a government official, you can't treat me like this." Feng Sizhe wanted to argue, but the police officer didn't want to hear what he said, and turned around and closed the door. He left a message, "Do you want to eat? I'll come get the bowl in ten minutes."

Seeing the door closed again, Feng Sizhe's eyes were filled with anger. This was the worst treatment he had ever encountered since he entered the official career. In the past, even if the Discipline Inspection Commission talked to him and locked him up, his food could still be guaranteed. When had he ever been treated like a real criminal like today?

Feng Sizhe certainly didn't want to eat these things, but after a night of torment, he was really tired and thirsty. Thinking that the body is the capital of the revolution, Feng Sizhe finally lowered his head and ate these things.

After eating, his body was replenished with energy. Feng Sizhe began to wonder what the leaders of the Capital Province wanted to do. He could imagine his identity and they must be aware of it. But they still didn't let him go. What did they rely on?

But after thinking about it, Feng Sizhe still couldn't figure out what all this was for, and at this moment, the iron door of the room was opened, and two policemen walked in. "You, get up, and go out with us."

After following the police through a few turns, they entered another building. In a large air-conditioned room, Feng Sizhe met Ji Quanyong, secretary of the Ducheng Provincial Party Committee, and Zheng Qingyu, one of the members of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee and secretary-general of the Provincial Party Committee.

"This is our Ducheng Provincial Party Committee's Discipline Inspection Commission Secretary." Zheng Qingyu only introduced Ji Quanyong's identity to Feng Sizhe, then turned and left.

When there were only these two people left in the room, Feng Sizhe spoke up, "You should know my identity."

"Yeah." Ji Quanyong nodded.

"You sent everyone away, you want to talk to me about something, right?" Feng Sizhe continued.

"Yes, you are very smart." Ji Quanyong still nodded and said something praising Feng Sizhe.

"Haha, I don't claim to be smart, but I'm thinking that Secretary Ji's behavior towards me seems to be unwise. You have to know that it is not in compliance with organizational procedures. Aren't you afraid that making a fuss will have a bad impact on you?" Feng Sizhe looked at Ji Quanyong with a sneer. He really couldn't figure out, if the other party was not a smart person, how could he sit in this position, but if he was a smart person, how could he do such a dangerous thing?

After hearing what Feng Sizhe said, Ji Quanyong's face remained calm, as if he was listening to a joke. He only twitched his face for a moment before he slowly said, "What do you mean by not complying with organizational procedures? You didn't just spend a night and don't even know what happened last night, right? Well, if that's the case, then I'll remind you."

After saying these words, Ji Quanyong had a TV remote control in his hand. He pressed it lightly, and the morning news appeared on the TV screen not far away.

Feng Sizhe listened to the report about himself quietly, very calmly, and he didn't say a word until the report was over and the TV was turned off. Seeing that Feng Sizhe seemed to be in a daze, Ji Quanyong asked, "How about it, what do you think after reading this?"

"Yes." Feng Sizhe answered readily, "This is nonsense."

"Nonsense! Haha. The Public Security Bureau has many witnesses, and there are also many people in the Celebrity Nightclub who can testify. How can this be called nonsense?" Ji Quanyong asked curiously.

"Haha, these evidences can be supplemented later. If I can get out, I can find many witnesses that are favorable to me anytime and anywhere. I think you are clear about this. And I do have the videotape of Wu Quanhua's activities upstairs. I think this evidence is much more valuable than what you told me." Feng Sizhe looked at Ji Quanyong and started to make a move.

This was Feng Sizhe's first match against Ji Quanyong. They didn't know each other well before, and it was a coincidence that this happened. But no matter what, since they were facing each other, there would definitely be a winner. Feng Sizhe couldn't show weakness, otherwise the situation would only be more disadvantageous to him.

"Oh, you have this trick, young man. You are very capable, but so what? What you have in your hand is nothing but evidence of Wu Quanhua. At most, I will sacrifice such a small pawn, and in return I will be extremely disadvantageous to you. It is certainly worth it." Ji Quanyong said as if he did not take the matter seriously at all.

That's right, he was just a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, a cadre at the division level. There were countless people like him in the entire Ducheng Province. Sacrificing such a person was nothing to Ji Quanyong. On the contrary, this report that was not favorable to Feng Sizhe was indeed fatal. Let's not talk about whether this report was true or not. Just to say that some things would have an extremely adverse impact as long as there were rumors. Chinese people believe in a saying, that is, there is no smoke without fire. Especially since Feng Sizhe was a cadre of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, if the matter really got out of hand, it was conceivable that the Lu family would use this matter to strike him hard. If so, it would really be disadvantageous to Feng Sizhe himself, extremely disadvantageous.

Ji Quanyong thought of this, so after meeting Feng Sizhe, he always took the initiative and looked very confident.

Feng Sizhe didn't expect Ji Quanyong to be so ruthless that he was willing to spread rumors about him. Of course, after the incident, Feng Sizhe believed that those who supported him would find ways to make things difficult for Ji Quanyong, but that was a matter for the future. He had to withstand the aftermath of this incident and the pressure from the Lu family first.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Feng Sizhe tried to see Ji Quanyong's trump card. If the other party's request was not too excessive, he would take a step back this time. A person's road is not always smooth. Many times, it is like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will move backward. In the face of strong winds and waves, it cannot be said that all retreats are setbacks. Sometimes taking a step back is to take two steps forward for the next better time.

"Haha, it's best if you think so." Seeing that Feng Sizhe seemed to be backing down, Ji Quanyong finally gave a genuine smile.

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