Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 86

He was hesitating, at this moment, a bald middle-aged man with a pot belly in a blue uniform came out with a briefcase between his hands.

This person is one of the case investigators, he seems to be some kind of section chief, Wang Dali clenched his fist, and hurried up to him: "Section Chief Feng, can you take care of our case?"

"Take care? If we take care of all law-breakers across the country, why do we need the law?" Section Chief Feng said with a huge face held high.

"We are all poor people. A village depends entirely on this factory. If this factory collapses, the people in the village will not be able to get rid of poverty." Wang Dali started to play the emotional card, with a flattering smile on his face, he pulled out Bending over and kneeling, a cigarette was handed to Section Chief Feng.

Section Chief Feng took the cigarette, which made Wang Dali feel comforted. He held out the lighter like lightning and lit the cigarette for him.

But Section Chief Feng's tone didn't improve at all. He took a puff of cigarette, touched his shiny head and said: "Poor...that's what should be poor. The working class is the ruling class, and the peasant class serves us. Without your poverty, how can we have our wealth? Otherwise, how can we reflect the superiority of socialism?"

This "theory" was so consistent that Wang Dali really wanted to slap his mouth and kick him twice.

But he could only blushed and said in his heart, damn it, if I see you in Luoshui County, I won't cut you to death!

However, he just thought about it.

Section Chief Feng hadn't finished his "big theory", he flicked the ash and said, "You can mess around in this place in the capital? Throwing a brick here can kill three department-level cadres and one bureau-level cadre. If you come here, hurry back to your hometown, isn’t it good to grow land?”

At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked like a cadre came out of the Industry and Commerce Bureau with a smile on his face and led a group of people, shouting loudly: "Comrade Wang Dali, you have been wronged."

Wang Dali looked at the person across from him smiling so brightly that he was stunned when he encountered obstacles everywhere in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau these days.

This beast smiles so brightly, isn't it trying to send me to prison? I, Wang Dali, the wise I, never thought that I would capsize in this gutter today?

Wang Dali was full of complicated emotions, and he didn't wake up until he was held by the other party's hands affectionately.

And Section Chief Feng, who had been aloof just now, watched with a black line on his face as the director, the secretary of the party committee, and other important leading cadres mobilized together to surround this little thug.

With a humble smile on his face, the director kept "winking" at this small businessman from the troubled Central Plains area, while several investigators looked nervous and remained motionless. His complexion is definitely not much better than crying.

Section Chief Feng, an old man in the officialdom, with his rich experience in politics for more than 20 years, can't judge the serious background of this young man in his 20s wearing a poor-quality suit. So humble.

But Wang Dali was still stiff and motionless, even his expression didn't change, he just frowned in confusion.

This ### expression is incomparably awesome in the eyes of the other party, and he thought, he really is a strong man, even the director will not move his face when he comes out, tsk tsk tsk...

The director showed a smile comparable to a chrysanthemum in full bloom, and after the brilliance, there was a very rustic and tender kindness. He said in a crappy Central Plains: "Is that Wang Dali?"

Wang Dali, who has been underestimated by them all this time, has received this kind of courtesy, and immediately said respectfully: "I am what I am."

The director took a suitcase from a section chief in the back, and hurriedly tore off the seal on it, suffering from the lack of a wet towel, otherwise he would definitely have to wipe off the paper scraps stuck to it, and put his hands together in an absolutely respectful manner. Handed it to Wang Dali and said, "This is your payment. Afterwards, we will use our own car to deliver your [-] dolls—those lovely 'Panpan' to you."

He tried his best to create a sense of humor, but Wang Dali was dumbfounded, thinking, is it all right suddenly?The smoke hasn't come out yet!

The director held Wang Dali's hand and said: "We have always supported the development of the private economy. Private enterprises are dynamic and aggressive. Especially labor-intensive enterprises like yours can effectively absorb employment. Of course, there must be imperfect systems in the early stage of entrepreneurship. , we should be tolerant... The market economy is crossing the river by feeling the stones, just like you run a business, Rome was not built in a day."

Wang Dali interrupted his long speech and said, "You mean, I can leave?"

"Yes, you are welcome to come to the capital to invest and do business." The bureau chief, who had a shining national emblem on the brim of his hat, gave people a sense of majesty, and held his hand again. "We will provide you with a good environment. Of course, if you are in a hurry, I can provide a vehicle to take you back."

When the director finished speaking, he found that he was already sweating.

"That's it... Just leave like this?" Wang Dali thought it was like a fucking dream.

The chief thought for a moment, and a painful expression flashed across his face. He waved to the accountant, and the accountant immediately understood. He returned to the compound and took out a kraft paper envelope. Needless to say, everyone guessed what was inside.

The director took the envelope, patted it in Wang Dali's hand, and said, "A little heart is not a respect. After all, we have wasted so much of your time. For you entrepreneurs, time is money."

Wang Dali took the money and showed a silly smile, which made everyone tremble with fear.

The director said: "On behalf of our staff, I apologize to you."

In fact, the roots of his teeth were itching with hatred, and he thought to himself, he encountered a hard stubble today, otherwise, I would not be so easy to talk to.

As soon as he said this, several other investigators said: "Boss Wang, I'm sorry." "Please forgive me..."

Section Chief Feng reacted slowly, and was kicked lightly and harshly by the director from behind.

Wang Dali fled without the slightest grace.

The secretary waved his hand behind him, and the others dispersed. The secretary and the director stood together, looking at Wang Dali who was gradually going away. He was too excited and tripped over something on the ground, staggered and almost fell - he now knows that it is not easy to make money, and he is even reluctant to take a taxi.

The secretary took out a cigarette and handed it to the director. He was a little puzzled and said, "What's going on? Do you have a background?"

Although the secretary is the number one in name in this unit, but the director is "someone in the department", so he has become accustomed to calling himself the "number two".

The director took a puff of cigarette leisurely, squinted his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who is used to bowing my head?"

The secretary didn't answer. He knew the identity of the director. When he was young, he was also the stubborn leader who ran across the Forty-Nine City. During the Cultural Revolution, he belonged to the "veteran" group. It is said that he was responsible for attacking the Ministry of Public Security.

He has been working seriously for these years, and he has restrained a lot, but his foundation is solid, his background is strong, and his life is also tough. Even when a bureau-level cadre like the Beijing State Administration of Industry and Commerce came to inspect him, he had never been so nervous and flattering.

The director took a puff of cigarette and said to himself: "### Uncle, I answered four calls within 10 minutes, one was the General Armament Department of the Army, one was the Logistics Office of the Ministry of National Defense, one was the Beijing Military Region, and one was 8341 ——An out-and-out Imperial Forest Army. With this posture, let alone a few rag dolls, I won’t release him even if he sells atomic bombs!”

The secretary said silently: "Fuck, Lu Ziye... People from the Central Plains can't be provoked... Recently, that old man Cao has become a leader in the army."

The director stopped him with a wave of his hand, and said, "Let's not talk about high-level matters, anyway, if we meet this guy again in the future, avoid him."

While all this was happening, Xia Xiaoluo was chatting with Cao Haoxuan, the two communicated in a calm tone, Xia Xiaoluo said: "If I have time, I will visit you in the capital."

Cao Haoxuan said: "Damn, I still visit, making it look like an international meeting. Anyway, there are no grandparents in my family who are often away. If we come, we can have a good time."

Knowing that her goal had been achieved, Xia Xiaoluo was about to hang up the phone.

Cao Haoxuan was reluctant, and said, "I admire your poetry very much! I read it with my grandfather. He never praised young people, but he spoke very well of your song "Self-Deprecating"."

Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself, cheating, can you not mention this matter, I feel guilty when I mention this matter, after all, it is plagiarism, and I am guilty of being a thief.In fact, he really has no talent in literature and art, and he is very timid.

Therefore, he said in a casual tone: "Art is just to let people live in this world poetically, it is just a kind of adjustment for spare time life, economy is the mainstream of this era, and economics is my goal. Ideal. You can see that Song Huizong's thin gold body calligraphy is also very good. It is tall, straight, beautiful, elegant and sharp. Even people who don't know calligraphy at all will feel excellent after reading it. The immortal thin gold body calligraphy works include " "Thousand-Character Essay in Thin Gold Style", "Want to Borrow Wind and Frost Two Poetry Posts", "Summer Poetry Posts", "Ouyang Xun Zhang Han Postscript". After more than 800 years, no one has been able to reach his height so far, which can be called No.1 in ancient and modern times. However, he knows nothing about governing the country. He uses treacherous officials such as Cai Jing to preside over the government, plunders the people's wealth, is extravagant and extravagant. % of his property was spent. During his reign, the civil uprisings led by Fang La, Song Jiang and others broke out, and the shame of Jingkang..."