It was also this night, the night was already deep, and a bright moon hung in the sky, swimming alone among the clouds, sprinkling with the cool moonlight. At this time, everything was silent, only the Qingyang River was still flowing tirelessly, the sound of the flowing water seemed particularly loud in the quiet night, and the air was filled with tide. The wet water vapor and a cool breeze hit, and the moonlight in the water was crushed by the rippling ripples. Only the two long figures were still reflected in the shallow water by the river, swaying in the clear waves, appearing and disappearing.

This is three or five miles outside Qingyang County. There is no people around. A bonfire is burning on the bank by the river. A pair of lovers are sitting next to the bonfire. One is a tall and handsome boy, wearing a long-sleeved round-neck T-shirt on the upper body and a dark blue jeans on the lower body. There is a guitar on the ground beside him. At this moment, he is throwing the dry firewood in his hand into the bonfire. The bonfire is burning, reflecting two slightly childish faces red.

Li Qingxuan was holding her jaw with her hand, staring at the campfire in a daze. She was still dressed in the same dress that was unchanged all seasons. She was wearing a fiery red single dress on the upper body and a black short skirt on the lower body, like a red rose quietly blooming in the dark night.

Not far behind the two, there was a tent, and two brand new bicycles were parked beside the tent. One of the bicycles also had a cardboard box on the seat, which contained several bags of bread and four or five bottles of drinks.

"Tao, you shouldn't have come..."

Li Qingxuan sighed faintly and said with a sad expression.

Jiang Tao did not speak, but silently picked up the guitar beside him and started singing gently.

Late at night, the garden is quiet

Only the leaves are rustling

How beautiful the night

Enthusiasm

What a charming evening

My sweetheart sits beside me

Watching me quietly

I'd like to tell you

Don't know how to say it

How many words are left in my heart

The night is coming soon, the sky is bright

I sincerely wish you a happy girl

Hopefully from now on

I will never forget you

...

Li Qingxuan was fascinated by the sound of hearing this, so she leaned her head gently on Jiang Tao's shoulder and hummed with him...

"Let's go with me. We'll go far away and never come back." Jiang Tao gently fiddled with the guitar in his hand and said to Li Qingxuan gently.

"Tao, you will never understand some things." Li Qingxuan's voice was like a murmur.

"What?" Jiang Tao felt that Li Qingxuan had a cold war, so he quickly took off his T-shirt, gently put it on for her, and threw some dry firewood around him in, making the bonfire burn more vigorously.

Li Qingxuan sat upright, touched a branch in her hand, gently fiddled with the fire, and whispered: "There are too few people in this world who can live for themselves."

"But you don't love Wei Tian, ​​I am the one you love..." Jiang Tao became a little excited, moved Li Qingxuan's body, and whispered: "Follow me, I will give you happiness."

"Tao, don't be stupid. My happiness slipped away on Christmas Eve." Li Qingxuan smiled and shook her head, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Tao hugged her suddenly and whispered in a low voice: "I will not give up, the person you love is me..."

Li Qingxuan broke free from his arms, looked at the handsome face flexibly, and said in a murmur: "Tao, you have to be obedient. Now let me see the moonlight, leave quietly tomorrow morning, and in the future... never... never disturb me again..."

After saying this with difficulty, Li Qingxuan silently pulled Jiang Tao's body over, then turned around. The two of them leaned against their backs and looked up together, but they saw the bright moon quietly hiding into the clouds. After half a cup of tea, they poked out half of their faces again, floating like a small boat in the ethereal night sky. Jiang Tao sat blankly for a long time before whispering: "I can't do it."

Li Qingxuan closed her eyes, trembled her eyelashes, and said softly: "What a beautiful moonlight."

A line of tears was blown down by the wind.

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"Wow!" The bed curtain was pulled open, and a large area of ​​light poured in from the window. Li Qingmei subconsciously raised her hand to block her eyes. After a while, she slowly moved her hand away. Outside the window, a rising sun was rising from the east, brilliant and magnificent. She was wearing a water-blue pajamas and stood quietly in front of the window, bathing motionlessly in the morning sun.

"You said...will we go to hell?"

Listening to the rumbling sound coming from behind, Li Qingmei gently shook her hair, and her long and thin hair flowed like waves on her shoulders. She did not turn around, but tweaked her straight hair. She pulled out a strand of her five white jade fingers from her hair and gently wrapped around her fingertips.

Wang Siyu lay flat on the bed with his upper body naked, staring at the ceiling and smiling, turning over, looking at Li Qingmei's graceful back with his arms, and asked softly: "Do you know where hell is?"

Li Qingmei shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Then he sighed again and said quietly: "Maybe it's below!"

Wang Siyu slowly sat up from the bed, quietly got off the ground, walked to the window, hugged her slender waist from behind, and whispered: "You are wrong. This world is heaven for a very small number of people; for many people, it is hell."

Li Qingmei raised her hand to block the restless hands, twisted her waist a few times, frowned and said, "I don't understand."

Wang Siyu smiled, took his hand back, patted her shoulders, and whispered: "No need to understand, you just need to remember that we are still in the world."

"In the world?" Li Qingmei turned around and a sweet smile appeared on her face, "That's great..."

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In the following days, Wang Siyu started to work hard again. If he wanted to do something practical, it would not work hard. There may be many ways to solve practical problems by sitting in the office. However, he has not learned it yet, so he can only be more diligent and run down more diligently.

Just as he was running around for the company, everyone else was not idle, and a multi-party game had quietly begun.

First, Luo Wangcai, member of the county party committee standing committee and secretary of the political and legal committee, disappeared for three days. No one knew where he was. However, someone saw Luo Wangcai's wife crying and knocked on the office of the county party secretary Su Yuanshan, and sat for half a day.

For a time, the news that Luo Wangcai was under double supervision was circulated, and the gloomy face of Su Yuanshan on the Standing Committee seemed to have verified people's speculation.

On Monday morning, Su Yuanshan, the secretary of the county party committee, who had always rarely gone out, finally left Qingyang and went to Qingzhou for three days to move. On the fourth morning, Luo Wangcai appeared in the county party committee building with him, but he seemed to be in a bad mood and still looked a little dazed.

A few days later, due to the busy work in the government, Deputy County Mayor Zhang Zhenwu ended his studies at the Provincial Party School in advance and appeared at the county magistrate's office meeting with a spring breeze. Not only Zou Hai frowned, but also Wang Siyu, a deputy county magistrate. Looking at his expression, he was even more depressed than County Mayor Zou Hai.

...

The next thing became more lively. Geng Biao, the assistant to the county magistrate, was taken away by the Qingzhou Municipal Procuratorate at the county magistrate's office meeting. Zou Hai slapped the table on the spot, but to no avail. On that day, Wei Mingli sat in the seat without saying a word, but just stared at the crystal tea cup in front of him with a smile, which was fascinated.

At noon on the third day, people from the Qingyang County Public Security Bureau broke into a mahjong hall, rushed into a secret private room, and took away the happy county magistrate's wife Zhang Xiaofeng. Zou Hai was at the door of an antique shop in Yuzhou City. After receiving the news, he immediately called Luo Wangcai, secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, and asked loudly: "What's going on?"

Luo Wangcai responded lukewarmly: "County Magistrate Zou, you should ask your wife, you shouldn't ask me. She won 50,000 yuan in less than half a month. How do I know what's going on!"

After Luo Wangcai said that, he hung up the phone directly. Zou Hai's face turned pale. He put his cell phone in his pocket and walked into the antique shop with his travel bag. When the antique shop saw him coming in, he stood up from the chair and greeted enthusiastically: "Boss Zou, I have recently arrived a few new things. The master has gone out. Our shopkeeper is worried that no one has identified it. It's really time for you to come..."

Zou Haimo quietly opened his travel bag, took out all the unique antiques, and placed them on the counter. The guy said blankly next to him: "Boss Zou, are you?"

"Five hundred thousand! I'm in a hurry to use cash." Zou Hai took a deep breath, closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched his forehead and said, "Go and call Boss Gu."

The guy stared at the antiques in front of him, swallowed, and nodded with a 'ah', "Boss Zou wait a moment, I'll call the shopkeeper down now."

After saying that, Zou Hai ran upstairs in a hurry. He reached out and touched the beloved treasures. Finally, he smashed the counter heavily, took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and then whispered: "You bring your things to my house at 11 o'clock tomorrow night, and you will follow the price you offered for 300,000!"

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Just when everyone thought that Zou Hai must be done this time, the situation changed a new way. An anonymous letter was sent to the desk of Wei Minglun, member of the Standing Committee of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. Wei Minglun tore open the envelope and saw that there was nothing else except a stack of erotic photos. He flipped over one by one. Wei Minglun was so angry that his face turned pale. He slapped the table heavily, touched the phone on the table and called Wei Mingli, and scolded him.

After hearing this, Wei Mingli hung his head and said, "It must be done by Ma Tianle, 'Zai Yifang'. I said he quit his job without even saying hello, and he ran away. This is something that is scattered!"

"It doesn't matter who did it. What's important is to be honest now. In my opinion, you are just a material for being a village head. It was a big mistake to bring you up at the beginning!" Wei Minglun roared in a low voice.

This time he was really angry. As the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, he certainly knew the weight of these photos. These photos were no less than powerful explosives. Once they exploded, not only would the Qingyang County Government not be able to bear it, but he himself would suffer a lot. After all, his younger brother was caught in this scandal, and Wei Minglun could not escape the blame.

Wei Mingli was also a little stunned. He didn't recover for a long time. His donkey temper did not work in front of his elder brother. He grinned for a long time and finally had to grab his scalp and said, "It's all over, what do you think you should do."

Wei Minglun pondered for a while before shook his head and said, "Please ask for peace, hurry up and calm Zou Hai down, don't irritate him. Li Guanghui, deputy director of the Organization Department, will be transferred to Qingshan County to be the county party secretary. I will think of a way to transfer Zou Hai over. If it doesn't work, you should be your executive deputy county magistrate honestly and don't make trouble anymore!"

"Male Gobi!"

After hanging up the phone, Wei Mingli couldn't help but stand up and cursed loudly. He thought he was sure to win, but he didn't expect such twists and turns to happen. He couldn't help but get angry and stared at Zhang Zhenwu with his cow's eyes. Seeing that he was still in a profound and mysterious way, he was so angry that he bit his teeth so much that he took out his cell phone and smashed it hard at Zhang Zhenwu. Zhang Zhenwu hurriedly shrank his neck, and the cell phone fell to the wall behind. The battery collapsed and fell on Zhao Guoqing's forehead. Zhao Guoqing looked at the people in the room looking at each other, raised his hand and touched his forehead, but did not dare to say anything.

"What should I do? What do you think you should do!" Wei Mingli roared loudly like an angry lion, blushing and roaring loudly.

Gao Chunfa coughed and kicked Zhang Zhenwu with his foot. Zhang Zhenwu shook his neck gently, and then said softly: "Listen to Secretary Minglun, please be at peace. We will all visit us in the evening. Lao Wei, don't have to speak, we whisper humble words. For us, this kind of thing is an accident. No one can predict it in advance. It seems that Zou Hai is not exhausted. That boy Ma Tianle is really confused. He dares to do such a thing."

After hearing this, Wei Mingli remembered Ma Tianle's flattering smile, and suddenly became angry again. He picked up the phone on the table and called Wei Jun. He said angrily: "San'er, I was fooled by your maid. This guy was scolded by your uncle..."

After hearing this, Wei San smiled and said softly: "Second uncle, I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely help you with this anger, but I can't get the negatives back for you. That will get worse and worse. You should listen to your uncle. He is more sensible than you... I heard that Xiaotian is going to get married next year, so Xiaolan and I discussed it and gave him this "Zaishuifang" as a wedding gift."

"Haha, you are still conscientious. You can deal with that kid Ma Tianle and you will be fine. Don't commit suicide." Wei Mingli was a little worried and hurriedly reminded him.

Wei San nodded and said, "Uncle Second, don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility."

That night, Zou Hai's wife was released. Wei Mingli and others came to apologize. Zou Hai waved his hand and said that those in the past were misunderstandings, and it would be better to not mention the past. He personally cooked a table of good dishes. He was always not good at drinking and was in a very good condition that night, and he was in a very good condition and was not drunk. Zhang Zhenwu's face was flushed when he drank, and there was a little more fear in his eyes when he looked at Zou Hai.

A week later, Geng Biao, the assistant county magistrate, was exempted from punishment for insufficient evidence. However, as soon as the guy returned to the county, he rushed into Wei Mingli's office and beat Wei Mingli up. He was arrested by the county public security bureau. After detaining for several days, Geng Biao was paid by his family and was protected. Under his wife's persuasion, he made a resignation report and then hung a pair of big leather shoes at the entrance of the county government building.

Deputy County Magistrate Xie Rongting got out of the car, stared at the swaying big leather shoes and was confused. He shook his head to the office director Ye Huasheng next to him, saying: "The ancients all paid attention to hanging their crowns. What's wrong with him, Geng Biao hanging their leather shoes?"

Ye Huasheng blinked his eyes and glanced for a long time before pulling his beard and shook his head, "It's better not to leave."

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Tianpeng Dairy is now in a very strong momentum, and sales volume has steadily increased. Not only liquid milk has opened up sales, but even industrial milk powder has become popular. Huang Yali and her public relations team have visited many well-known companies in the province and established good cooperative relationships with them. After all, among cakes and cold drink companies, the amount of industrial milk powder is still very large. As for small bags of infant formula milk powder, it has not been developed yet. After all, it is difficult for small brands to have a place in the market in this regard. Many Chinese people still think that imported milk powder is more reliable.

This is also impossible. I don’t know when the Chinese people support domestic products, but they get the consequences of domestic products harming the Chinese people. The patriotism has been given a few discounts in terms of food consumption. After all, it is for people to eat, not for feeding animals.

Through this period of time, Wang Siyu has gained a lot of knowledge. At least he has learned a lot of inside information that others don’t know. For example, a large number of cows in China have foot-and-mouth disease and other diseases, but they are all covered up.

For example, it is said that the actual amount of preservatives added to domestic canned and pickled vegetables is dozens of times the national standard stipulated. However, due to technical and equipment reasons, difficulties cannot be overcome in the short term, so these things were deliberately concealed and not widely publicized to prevent the entire industry chain from falling out. This is also an important reason why these domestic products have been unable to enter the international market. Of course, these are all hearsay things, and Wang Siyu was not sure whether it was accurate, but he himself would never eat that kind of thing.

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In a blink of an eye, it was mid-August. Wang Siyu was sitting in the office listening to the paper factory director Liu's report on his work. With the example of the successful restructuring of Tianpeng Dairy, Wang Siyu was more confident. He has been thinking about how to solve the problem of paper mills these days. However, the situation of paper mills is worse than that of dairy factories, which made Wang Siyu unsure of his mind. Recently, he has been warning himself that he has been going too smoothly during this period. Don't forget it, otherwise he will definitely fall apart.

At this time, Li Qingmei opened the door and walked in, holding a red invitation in her hand, nodded at Director Liu with a smile, twisted her waist and walked to Wang Siyu's desk, put it down, and whispered: "Invitation letter to the 60th anniversary of West China University."

Wang Siyu held the invitation letter in his hand, opened it, glanced at it, smiled and nodded, picked up the teacup in his hand and said, "Okay, Lao Liu, let's talk about this first today."
Chapter completed!