Rebirth in officialdom and rising to the top

After Chen Wangyang and his party left the auditorium, the two reporters covering the memorial service looked at each other and followed quietly.

Zhou Linhai, secretary of the Mingxiu Town Party Committee, was not idle either. He quietly said to Li Xi, the police station director who was leading a team to maintain order at the memorial service:

"Li Suo, please take a few people with you to have a look. Don't let them make the matter too big. You can decide the specific measures yourself. If you are really not sure, just call me!"

Don't let them make things too big?

When a leader speaks something, subordinates have to think carefully about every word to understand its meaning.

At this time, Zhou Linhai's word "Tai" immediately made Li Xi think twice:

Does Secretary Zhou mean to let them make the matter bigger first?

So Li Xi said to Zhou Linhai with understanding:

"I understand Secretary Zhou, just wait and see the good show!"

Li Xi and Zhou Linhai are on the same line, and they understand each other very well and have a tacit understanding.

Li Xi actually hated Chen Laosi, the village tyrant in Lianhua Village who was running rampant in the township. If it weren't for someone above Chen Laosi, Li Xi would have brought him to justice long ago.

Now that the head of the army and a deputy department-level cadre from the province have intervened in the matter, Li Xi, like Zhou Linhai, is naturally eager to make this matter a big deal!

As for how big the commotion can be, it is of course limited to the extent that it does not cause fire and burn oneself.

In the eyes of people like Zhou Linhai and Li Xi, things that benefit oneself at the expense of others can be done, and they should be done often.

As for doing things that are harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself, whoever does it is simply mentally ill!

Chen Wangyang and his party took three off-road vehicles and drove quickly to Lianhua Village under the leadership of Chen Amao, a little guide.

A news interview vehicle from the Aba Autonomous Prefecture TV station also followed closely behind the three vehicles at a very slow speed.

Behind them, a Santana police car without sirens was driving slowly and leisurely. Li Xi answered the question of the driving auxiliary police officer like this:

"What's the rush? Let the bullets fly for a while!"

Looking in the rearview mirror at the news interview vehicle not far behind them, Zhao Zilong, who was driving, asked:

"Secretary Ye, do you want to get rid of them?"

Zhao Zilong is also nicknamed the "Car God" within the Central Security Bureau.

With his driving skills, he can get a good ranking even in international rally competitions. If he wants to get rid of a few reporters, it is as easy as eating and drinking.

Ye Siqi shook his head and said:

"The news media has the right to interview and make the truth public. Why should we throw people away?"

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After saying these two words, Zhao Zilong immediately shut his mouth and concentrated on controlling the off-road vehicle at high speed on the mountain road.

Chen Wangyang said thoughtfully at this time:

"Brother, does this Zhou Linhai think of us brothers as gunmen?"

Ye Siqi laughed, showing his big white teeth:

"As long as the opponent has a reason to be shot, I don't mind being used as a gun. Anyway, our gun is loaded with real ammunition. It will hurt whoever we hit! If some people think that we are strong dragons and cannot suppress local snakes, I want to see If you try to get a bargain out of the excitement, I'm afraid you'll be in for a big surprise!"

With that said, Ye Siqi took out his personal mobile phone, dialed a number, and pressed the speakerphone button at the same time.

There were only three people in this car, Ye Siqi, Chen Wangyang and Zhao Zilong, and no outsiders, so Ye Siqi chose to turn on the hands-free.

After the ringtone rang three times, the phone was picked up, and a hearty and hearty laugh sounded from the other end of the phone:

"Hey, isn't this Siqi from Ye Laosan's family? Why do you have time to call your Uncle Long?"

Chen Wangyang thought: Although Ye Siqi's father is called Ye Laosan and his surname is Long, could this be Long Xingguo, the current governor of Western Sichuan Province?

Sure enough, Ye Siqi's words in the next second confirmed Chen Wangyang's guess:

"Uncle Long, you are the governor of the province who has many things to do. How can I, a nephew, bother you if I don't have any serious business?"

Long Xingguo's laughter on the other end of the phone continued:

"I just know that you brat is the master who doesn't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Long Xingguo's mental state was very relaxed at this time, because he knew that Ye Siqi's visit to him was definitely not a big deal.

After all, if there was really a big event that could move him, it would be Mr. Ye himself who called him, not the junior Ye Siqi.

Hearing this, Chen Wangyang, who was a little worried at first, completely put his heart back in his stomach:

Ha, I almost forgot, Long Xingguo, the governor of Western Sichuan Province, once served as Mr. Ye’s confidential secretary for several years, so he was one of his own!

Raptors?

Nonono, actually, they are the real local snakes, right?

The situation was urgent, so Ye Siqi did not exchange too many greetings with Long Xingguo, but told him the whole story in a concise and concise manner.

Long Xingguo on the other end of the phone was silent for only three seconds, and then said with a hint of suppressed anger:

"What a nonsense! Do you dare to remove the ancestral graves of revolutionary martyrs? Who gave them the courage and the power?"

Ye Siqi knew that Long Xingguo had not finished speaking, so he politely remained silent.

Sure enough, in less than a second, Long Xingguo made a decision:

"Siqi, whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it while ensuring your own safety. Uncle Long, I will say hello to the Provincial Public Security Department and the Department of Land and Resources."

As for how to say hello to the Provincial Public Security Department and the Department of Land and Resources, if the official is at the level of a border official like Long Xingguo, he will naturally not say it clearly on the phone.

He also believed that as a third-generation descendant of Ye Siqi's top political family, he would definitely understand what he meant.

As expected, Ye Siqi also understood everything. Hearing this, he said with great joy:

"Thank you, Uncle Long. One day you have time to visit Qincheng City, and I'll treat you to the most authentic mutton steamed buns!"

Long Xingguo laughed loudly on the other end of the phone:

"I just want to send you Uncle Long away with just a bowl of mutton steamed buns? Why are you such a naughty boy? You're not like your father at all!"

Ye Siqi was not embarrassed at all and said confidently:

"How can I compare with my father? How easy is it for him to make money? I am a small deputy department cadre, and my monthly salary is only a little more?"

Long Xingguo on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing and said:

"You think you don't make enough money, so why don't you go into business with your father? The money he makes in a month can last us several lifetimes! Why do you want to be an official?"

This time Ye Siqi did not joke again, but answered very seriously:

"In order to help all the common people in the world earn three to five dou more, even if everyone only earns 100 yuan or 1000 yuan more, my position as an official will not be in vain!"