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Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Last Straw Has Appeared
Wang Guodong noticed Zhou Guanghai's hesitation and laughed, saying slowly, "You can go ahead with this matter. I have investigated it thoroughly; Liu Fangfei is not involved." After a pause, Wang Guodong added, "Do you understand?"
Zhou Guanghai suddenly realized that this made things easier. He immediately patted his chest and assured, "Director Wang, I will handle this well."
Wang Guodong smiled slightly and waved his hand, saying, "Go ahead."
When Wang Guodong first saw the news, he was extremely angry; even the patience cultivated over years in the officialdom was shattered. He had even considered a drastic response. However, thinking about the power he had built over the years, his family, and the woman who occupied his thoughts, Wang Guodong gradually regained his composure.
After a short break, Wang Guodong called the City Committee Secretary.
On the phone, the City Committee Secretary clearly informed him that Liu Fangfei had returned home and that Liu Father had decided not to pursue the matter further to avoid any misuse of power in the political arena.
Hearing this news, Wang Guodong was overjoyed; he understood that this was a major misunderstanding.
Looking at the article in the newspaper, Wang Guodong thought that it was probably someone from the News Agency meddling on Liu Fangfei's behalf. These reporters seemed eager to stir up trouble. Regardless of who was responsible for this incident, once this article was published, he would not let the News Agency off easily.
To prevent another incident like Liu Fangfei's from occurring, Wang Guodong specifically checked with the Editor-in-Chief of Youth Daily within the Public Security Bureau and consulted several friends in politics and business before feeling reassured.
It could be confirmed that the Editor-in-Chief of the News Agency did not have any strong backing. Since that was the case, Wang Guodong would reveal his true nature. He immediately called Zhou Guanghai and assigned him to handle this matter.
In situations like this, it was essential to establish authority; once a precedent was set, it could invite imitation from other media outlets, which would hinder his future work.
After Zhou Guanghai left, Wang Guodong picked up Urban Report again, his keen eyes searching for political trends within its pages.
It wasn't just Wang Guodong who discovered the report; He Jun also saw the article in Youth Daily. He Jun thought to himself, didn't Zhang Qiu tell him that Liu Journalist had given up on the report? Had they changed their mind again?
Regardless, this was something he was happy to see, and He Jun immediately decided to add fuel to the fire. He opened his encrypted email and sent out a message he had prepared earlier. This was the last straw that would break Wang Guodong's back.
At the moment He Jun clicked send, this email containing important information spread from the police station in all directions.
Many people in Beilan County received the email notification. Some opened it and laughed; the subject line read "The Mistress Secrets of Police Chief Wang Guodong." It seemed like something written by a third-rate author, and that person didn’t even bother to open it, simply clicking the delete button.
However, many others, with various feelings, chose to open it. Upon reading, they realized that the content was about their county's Police Chief Wang Guodong.
The power of the internet is terrifying, like a tsunami or hurricane, swallowing everything with unstoppable force. This mysterious email was crazily forwarded, and its content was excerpted by friends and posted on Weibo, forums, and various platforms. From that moment on, many people began greeting each other with, "Did you see that email?"
After arranging everything, Wang Guodong leisurely stayed in his office, completely unaware of what was happening outside. Regarding the Youth Daily incident, Wang Guodong trusted Zhou Guanghai's abilities; he would handle it well. After all, there are always some people who love to spread rumors about leaders.
As for public reaction, Wang Guodong wasn't worried either. After some time, when new hot topics emerged, this incident would be completely forgotten by everyone.
...
At Beilan County Agricultural Trade Market, there was a scene of prosperity. Large trucks parked around as goods were continuously unloaded and loaded onto carts pushed into the market.
Inside the market, voices filled the air as vegetable vendors shouted energetically. The sound of metal clashing echoed from the meat stalls while fresh fish in crowded basins splashed around energetically.
Among countless elderly women shopping for vegetables stood a middle-aged man who stood out. He carried a black plastic bag dripping with water, inside which live fish struggled futilely.
A vendor handed a large bundle of rapeseed to the man, who took out a crisp hundred yuan bill from his wallet and handed it over. The vendor held up the bill to check it against the sunlight and rubbed it between his fingers before putting it into his bag. Just then, the man's phone suddenly rang. Upon seeing the caller ID, he perked up and hurriedly pressed to answer.
"Yes, yes, alright, I will definitely return on time." As the man spoke, he radiated a glow, looking as if he had become ten years younger. He picked up the spinach and strode away, his expression resembling that of someone heading to a banquet.
"Hey, wait! I haven't given you your change yet!" the vendor shouted after him, waving a few bills in one hand.
"No need for change," the man replied without looking back and quickly left.
Feng Wei had been on leave at home for several days and was utterly bored. The burden of the household had fallen entirely on his wife; he could only do some chores and look after the children, but he couldn't help much with their homework.
Today, Feng Wei finally received a notification from Zhou Mi that not only could he return to work, but he would also be promoted and receive a raise. Now that he was going back home, he could hold his head high. It seemed that helping his leader with worries had paid off.
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At Beiluan High School, the bell for the first class had just rung. The loudspeaker used for English listening exercises blared with the authoritative voice of Grade Director Zhao: "Now, we have an important announcement regarding the handling of last night's fighting incident... After discussion among the grade committee, students Zhang Qiu and Wang Zhen will receive a demerit. All other participants are to go home and undergo parental re-education for one week. We hope all students take this as a warning, study hard, and strive to achieve satisfactory results in June."
As the announcement played, Jiang Xue paused her writing and listened intently. Aside from a few top students who were buried in their reviews, most were paying close attention to the broadcast. Many of them had witnessed last night's events firsthand; now that a decision had been made, how could they not continue to follow up?
Meanwhile, in one classroom, Zeng Fan wore a smug smile. In another classroom, Song Weidong suddenly fell into deep thought...
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