Official excuse: I was sent to work at the grassroots level for training, and Hou Liangping arrested

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That's it, Hou Liangping's brain.

Zhong Xiaoai quickly spoke up, wanting to tell Hou Liangping, "Didn't I say before that Zhao Lan is..."

boom! A sound.

The dormitory door was kicked open.

Zhong Zhengqian, burning with rage, stormed in. Seeing Hou Liangping, he could no longer contain his anger and roared, "Hou Liangping, you son of a bitch!"

Hou Liangping turned his head and subconsciously asked, "Uncle?"

"I'm not your uncle, you little beast, you've ruined me."

Zhong Zhengqian's anger surged like a rocket. He charged forward recklessly, throwing a left hook, an uppercut, and then an elbow strike.

Hou Liangping was caught off guard and was beaten black and blue.

Zhong Xiaoai frowned as she watched this scene: "Uncle, be careful not to kill him."

"I don't want to attend Liangping's funeral."

Zhong Zhengqian paused for a moment, then continued charging forward. He punched and kicked Hou Liangping, frantically kicking Hou Liangping in the abdomen.

"Hou Liangping, you idiot! You've ruined the Zhong family, causing us to lose a Minister of Personnel."

"Hou Liangping, you're nothing but a dog to the Zhong family."

"A groveling dog. A lapdog of the Zhong family!" Zhong Zhengqian roared in fury, stomping his right shoe hard on Hou Liangping's lung, as if to vent his pent-up grievances and anger.

He was originally the Minister of Personnel, a powerful vice-minister.

It was all because of Hou Liangping, that son-in-law. He had the audacity to arrest Zhao Mengsheng's daughter.

Now, Zhao Mengsheng has a handle on the Zhong family.

The Zhong family's influence in the capital has suffered a severe blow.

Hou Liangping didn't dare to switch hands; he covered his head with both hands and curled up like a shrimp.

puff!

Hou Liangping was already weak, and his lungs were severely trampled. He coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood.

Seeing this, Zhong Xiaoai felt a pang of pity: "Alright, Uncle. That's enough, you've vented your anger."

Zhong Zhengqian stopped slowly after hearing Zhong Xiaoai's words, but the anger on his face had not yet dissipated.

He was panting heavily as he looked at the disheveled Hou Liangping on the ground, his eyes filled with disappointment and anger.

"Liangping, Liangping, what am I supposed to say to you?" Zhong Xiaoai said through gritted teeth, "Do you even know how much trouble you've caused?"

Hou Liangping coughed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and regret.

"Xiao Ai, I just wanted to catch... corrupt officials, I didn't expect it to turn out like this," Hou Liangping said weakly.

Zhong Xiaoai walked to Hou Liangping's side, squatted down, looked at him and said, "Liangping, don't say anything for now. I'll take you to the hospital."

As she spoke, Zhong Xiaoai tried to help Hou Liangping up.

. . . . .

Zhong Zhengqian stopped her, raising his hand to stop her: "Don't worry about him, let him fend for himself. Our Zhong family doesn't have a son-in-law like that."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiaoai frowned deeply: "Uncle, how can you say that? Hou Liangping is, after all, my husband."

"I'll go call an ambulance."

"Hello, is this 120? This is the Handong Provincial Procuratorate. Someone is injured."

Zhong Xiaoai took out her smartphone from her bag and dialed 120 for emergency medical assistance: "It's very serious, extremely serious."

"He has already vomited blood."

"The prosecutor's office? Was the prosecutor injured?" The operator at the 120 emergency center immediately tensed up.

Zhong Xiaoai nodded, then looked at Hou Liangping and said, "Yes, a prosecutor... Hou Liangping, the director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Procuratorate."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. We will arrange an ambulance as soon as possible."

. . . . .

Twenty minutes later, an ambulance drove into the Handong Provincial Procuratorate.

Hou Liangping was carried from his dormitory to an ambulance. He was immediately intubated and put on a ventilator. He was then sent to the Provincial People's Hospital.

As Zhong Xiaoai watched Hou Liangping being carried away, she felt a mix of emotions.

. . . . .

At the Provincial People's Hospital, Hou Liangping underwent examinations including an electrocardiogram, blood tests, and X-rays.

He was eventually transferred to a VIP ward reserved for cadres.

The ward next to his was Ji Changming's ward.

Ji Changming, leaning on his crutches, walked out of the ward. He wanted some fresh air, but instead saw Hou Liangping.

"Liangping? Why are you in the hospital too?" Ji Changming, not wanting to ask any questions, quickly went in, leaning on his crutches.

Hou Liangping looked weak, with a respirator on his face. Seeing Ji Changming's face, he shakily raised his left hand: "Chief Prosecutor Ji...".

Ji Changming strode to Hou Liangping's bedside, his eyes full of concern: "Liangping, what happened to you? How did you get so badly injured?"

Hou Liangping, speaking weakly through a ventilator, said, "Chief Prosecutor Ji, I... I've been beaten."

Upon hearing this, Ji Changming frowned deeply: "Who dares to be so bold as to hit the director of our Anti-Corruption Bureau?"

Hou Liangping shook his head, his eyes filled with regret, and slowly began to lie: "I...I don't know. Maybe...because I investigated someone I shouldn't have."

Actually, he was beaten by Zhong Zhengqian.

Hou Liangping dared not say it, nor could he.

Ji Changming patted Hou Liangping on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Liangping, don't be afraid. We are prosecutors, the guardians of the law. No matter who it is, as long as we have the evidence, we will bring them to justice."

Hou Liangping nodded slightly, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, the attending physician came in and began to conduct further examinations on Hou Liangping.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Dongping City, at the headquarters of the National Security Bureau.

Lin Yunfei held a document in his hand and read aloud: "Comrades, you have worked hard."

"Through so many days and nights of hard work, we successfully dismantled a criminal organization and arrested the gang leader Cai Chenggong, and key members Zheng Xipo and Ma Wenming."

"Therefore, I specifically sought approval from higher-level leaders to award the entire staff of the Handong Provincial State Security Department a collective second-class merit."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the room.

As the First Secretary of the State Security Department of Handong Province, Zhao Lan personally presented each comrade with a Second-Class Merit Medal.

103. Li Dakang inspected the petition office and took Chen Hai as an example.

103. Li Dakang inspected the petition office and took Chen Hai as an example.

Li Dakang, on the other hand, was having a tough time. At the provincial party committee standing committee meeting, Sha Ruijin abandoned him.

He was given a major demerit, and it was even a major demerit within the Party.

This is a severe punishment; he won't be eligible for promotion for three years.

Not to mention, the rumored "Sha-Li pairing" is absolutely impossible.

The newly appointed governor, Zhao Anbang, is young, capable, and knowledgeable about economic development.

Sha Ruijin, I've served you so diligently, and this is how you treat me? You're utterly heartless and ungrateful, like crossing the river and then burning it down.

Thinking of this, Li Dakang's face darkened. He suddenly sat up.

Looking back, Li Dakang became the county head of Jinshan County, Lüzhou City in 1996. He has been in officialdom for 21 years.

His promotion speed was absolutely like riding a rocket.

This was largely thanks to his former boss, Zhao Lichun.

Thinking of Zhao Lichun, Li Dakang's face darkened.

Some time ago, I took the initiative to report my work to Sha Ruijin, and proactively sought to align myself with this provincial party secretary, Sha Ruijin.

In official circles, this means changing allegiances.

Zhao Lichun had a very extensive network of connections during his thirty years in Handong. It was impossible for him not to know about this matter.

Thinking of this, Li Dakang picked up the red secure landline phone and dialed Zhao Lichun's private number.

After a while, the call was connected.

Zhao Lichun's calm and powerful voice reached my ears: "Secretary Li, what do you want to see me about?"

Li Dakang's heart skipped a beat. His heart sank to the bottom.

Because Zhao Lichun was not addressed as "Li Dakang," much less as "Comrade Dakang," but as "Secretary Li," a very distant title.

"Old leader, it's me, Dakang."

"I've been too busy with work lately and haven't had time to report to my former boss," Li Dakang quickly said, instinctively standing up. Even though Zhao Lichun couldn't see him.

These are the details of someone who started as a secretary.

Zhao Lichun couldn't help but sneer inwardly, and replied in a formulaic manner: "Secretary Li, I'm no longer your old leader. Your leader is now Comrade Ruijin."

. . . . .

Li Dakang's facial muscles trembled slightly. He hadn't expected Zhao Lichun to so directly sever ties. All those close days of the past seemed to have vanished like a bubble. He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm: "Secretary Zhao, your words truly make me feel ashamed. I, Li Dakang, have always regarded you as my guiding light."

Zhao Lichun paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, his voice tinged with barely perceptible weariness: "Dakang, the officialdom is like a battlefield. One wrong step leads to another. Since you've chosen Sha Ruijin, you must walk your own path carefully."

"As for me, I have already stepped down to the second line and do not want to get involved in too many things anymore."

Zhao Lichun's words were very clear. He was telling Li Dakang, "Since you've switched allegiance to Sha Ruijin, don't come looking for me again."

Li Dakang felt a mix of emotions. He knew that his relationship with Zhao Lichun could never go back to the way it was. He sighed softly and said, "Old leader, I understand what you mean. From now on, I will do my job well and won't make things difficult for you again."

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Lichun gave a soft "hmm" and then hung up.