The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Tao Ruolan smiled slightly, picked up her cup, took a sip of water, gently put it down, glanced faintly at the faces of all the standing committee members present, then nodded and said in a deep voice: "I very much agree with Secretary Chen's statement that it is not easy for the Party to cultivate a cadre. I support our municipal discipline inspection commission to personally supervise this case. If there is a problem, then naturally there will be Party discipline and state law. If there is no problem, it will also be a test for our Party's cadres."

Tao Ruolan's words made several standing committee cadres present stunned.

They all looked at Tao Ruolan with some surprise, secretly thinking in their hearts: Could it be that you really believe in Zhang Yaoguo's innocence so much?

Ji Xiaofeng nodded as he listened, pondered slightly, and said: "Well, Mayor Tao and Secretary Chen are right. In that case, let's do as Secretary Chen said and try to control this incident within the smallest possible scope."

Inside a hotel in the Nanmin City area:

"District Chief Zhang, are you going to tell the truth or not? We have already grasped conclusive evidence that you have accepted a large number of bribes amounting to tens of millions during your tenure as District Chief and Executive Deputy County Chief. Tell me, is there such a thing?"

A middle-aged man in a black suit stood in front of Zhang Yaoguo, looking at Zhang Yaoguo with a gloomy expression.

"Don't slander me! I have never done such a thing. As a party member, I believe that heaven is watching what people do. I am innocent and clean. Don't try to pin baseless things on me. If you suspect me, you can produce evidence to convince me."

Zhang Yaoguo said coldly to the middle-aged man.

"It seems you won't confess unless you suffer a little?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yaoguo and said in a gloomy voice.

"Hmph, it's not that I don't want to confess, it's that there's nothing to confess to," Zhang Yaoguo said coldly, glancing at the man before turning his head away.

"Hmph! Do you really think we don't have any evidence? Take a look at what this is?" The middle-aged man said, placing a stack of photos in front of Zhang Yaoguo.

Zhang Yaoguo looked at the photos with some curiosity, and his face changed involuntarily, because these photos were all of Zhang Yaoguo driving a car. It was unknown who had such ability to take such detailed photos without even Zhang Yuze noticing.

"Do you know what car this is? This is a Bugatti Veyron, a car with a factory price of 25 million. Now your son is driving it. Do you still dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?" The middle-aged man slammed the table heavily, his expression extremely stern.

Zhang Yaoguo picked up the photos and carefully flipped through them one by one, seemingly to confirm whether these photos belonged to his son, his face constantly changing.

Suddenly, he burst out laughing.

The middle-aged man originally thought that he had broken through the other party's psychological defense, but looking at Zhang Yaoguo's state, it didn't seem to be the case.

"What are you laughing at?" The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang Yaoguo.

"I'm laughing at whether you're making a mountain out of a molehill.

Even if my son is driving a luxury sports car worth tens of millions, does that mean I have a problem?

Is there a direct causal relationship?

My son is already an adult and has his own life.

Does the national law stipulate that the children of government leaders are not allowed to drive luxury sports cars?

If there is, please show me this clause," Zhang Yaoguo said to the middle-aged man with disdain.

(End of this chapter)