Chapter 759 Sorry

Zeng Quan glanced at Song Yuquan with the afterglow of his eyes, said nothing, and walked to the exit of the outpatient building with his head held high. At this moment, Zeng Quan had made up his mind. When Wang Dapeng came back, he proposed to transfer Song Yuquan to the production workshop to make him suffer a little.

Just as Zeng Quan was full of ambition to clean up Song Yuquan, the driver had driven the car to the front of the outpatient building.

Seeing this, Song Yuquan quickly stepped forward, helped Zeng Quan open the door, and then said respectfully, "Factory director, please get in the car!"

Zeng Quan directly ignored Song Yuquan's gesture of showing goodwill and said with a gloomy face, "According to the regulations of the factory, only the leaders of the factory can ride this car. You can find a way to go back to the factory."

After saying this, Zeng Quan didn't even look at Song Yuquan and went straight to the other side of the car.

When Song Yuquan saw this situation, his heart suddenly sank. He knew that if there was no accident, his future in the factory would be ruined. Although he was very unwilling, in this case, he had no choice but to bear it silently.

Zeng Quan was about to get into the car when suddenly there was a rapid siren from far to near. When he saw the police car flashing with police lights coming from far away, Zeng Quan still didn't realize that it was coming for him and still sat down to the dilapidated Santana.

The police in the car were from the Second Division of the Economic Investigation Department. According to the instructions of Hu Wenjun, the section chief, they took Zeng Quan and others to the bureau for interrogation. After seeing Zeng Quan get on the car, the leading policeman whispered to the driver, who suddenly hit Zeng Quan's car in a dozen directions.

When the driver saw this abnormal situation, he quickly turned his head and said to Zeng Quan, "Director Zeng, these police seem to be coming at us!"

The driver can see it, and Zeng Quan can naturally see it, but he is not worried at all. Wang Dajun has promised to take over this matter. On this acre of land in Sucheng, Zeng Quan really doesn't worry about what these police can do to him!

"It's okay. Open the window and see what they want!" Zeng Quan said calmly.

When Zeng Quan answered the phone, the driver was beside him. Now Zeng Quan is still sitting firmly on the fishing platform, and his heart has settled down. He wanted to get out of the window and asked the two policemen who came down from the car, "Why are you in the way? Move the car quickly!"

The police in the mid-1990s were not as civilized as those of later generations. In addition, near noon, their colleagues had gone to work for dinner, but they were going out to deal with the case. They were not happy. After hearing the driver's words, they came up in anger.

"Get out of the car and be checked!" The leading policeman shouted angrily.

After hearing the other party's words, Zeng Quan shook down the window with an unhappy face and said pretentiously, "I'm Zeng Quan, the deputy director of the Fifth Chemical Factory in Sucheng City. Director Wang of the Municipal Government asked me to go there to talk about something. If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, move the car quickly."

As soon as Zeng Quan's words fell, the leading policeman was happy and said with a smile, "You are Zeng Quan. That's great. You can't go to the municipal office. The Public Security Bureau can. Now get out the car. You've been arrested!"

After hearing this, Zeng Quan was stunned. Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the door was suddenly opened, and the leading policeman shouted sharply, "Get out of the car quickly, otherwise, we will be welcome!"

Seeing this situation, he once realized that if he didn't get out of the car again, the other party was very likely to come up and do it directly. After a short hesitation, Zeng Quan stretched out a foot from the car and asked in a low voice, "Why did you catch me?"

The leading policeman reached out and grabbed Zeng Quan's shoulder and dragged him out of the car. At the same time, he said, "Are you suspected of organizing and participating in the fraud of Dongsheng Furniture? Is this enough reason?"

Although Zeng Quan had already guessed that it was because of this matter, after hearing the police, he still howled unwillingly: "You can't do this to me. Director Wang has promised to ask about this matter. You will regret doing so."

After hearing this, the leading policeman said disdainfully, "Don't regret that it's our business. You'd better worry about yourself first!" Take all three of them away!"

After hearing this, the police behind him took the driver and Song Yuquan to the police car respectively. A policeman boarded the dilapidated Santana. After it caught fire, he hung up the gear and drove forward suddenly.

Wang Dajun, the municipal government office, who was once regarded as a god-like existence, was buried with a gloomy face and smoked. Although he wanted to ask about this matter, he did not immediately call the public security bureau, but seriously thought about it.

Wang Dajun can win the trust of the boss of the Jiangsu city government. In addition to being good at skating, he is still very capable. The reason why he didn't act immediately is that he wanted to think about things clearly before doing it.

This period is particularly important for Wang Dajun. He has always been the Deputy Secretary-General of the Municipal Government and the Director of the Municipal Government Office. With the transfer of the Secretary-General, this position has finally been vacant. Although everyone believes that the position of secretary-general is the only one, Wang Dajun, who knows well the three flavors of officialdom, has a clear understanding that there was nothing to be sure about before the red-headed document was issued. With such a sense of worry, Wang Dajun never forgets to remind himself that he must not make mistakes during this period.

After careful thinking, Wang Dajun picked up the phone and skillfully dialed a number. After two soft sounds, a moderate male voice came from the other end of the phone. Hey, who?

"Hello, Director Feng, I'm Wang Dajun!"

"Hello, Director Wang, hello, you are really a rare guest. Why did you call me at this time? What's the matter?" Feng Xianyong asked knowingly.

After hearing this, Wang Dajun was very unhappy, but he had to lie with the other party and whispered, "Mr. Feng has been laughing. I've always wanted to call you to get together, but he was afraid that it would affect your work. How about it? Do you have time to have dinner together and chat at noon?

After hearing this, Feng Xianyong thought to himself, you lie to the ghost. If it weren't for your cousin's business, would you call me for dinner?

Although he thought so, Feng Xianyong didn't show it at all. He said with a smile, "It's said that Director Wang's treat. I should have asked for it, but I can't get away at noon. The two reporters of Legal Observation Daily have arrived in Sucheng. I have made an appointment with them. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

After hearing Feng Xianyong's words, Wang Dajun was stunned on the spot. As a popular person around the mayor, the head of the city's ministries and commissions is not to give him face. Not to mention that he invited him to dinner, anyone who wants to invite him to dinner must make an appointment two days in advance, otherwise Director Wang will never give face. Although the director of the public security bureau is relatively special, he is not so faceless.

Just as Wang Dajun was stunned, a busy voice came from his ear. After refusing the invitation, Feng Xianyong hung up his phone directly. After waking up, Wang Dajun gently put the microphone on the phone with a gloomy face.

At this time, Wang Dajun's face could no longer see the heroic words when he hung up Zeng Quan's phone. Feng Xianyong not only refused his invitation, but also raised the name of the reporter of Legal Observation Daily. He felt that this might not be as simple as he thought.

After realizing this, Wang Dajun fell into a dilemma. There was no grudge between him and Dongsheng Furniture. Even before this happened, he didn't know there was such a unit. The reason why he did these things was completely entrusted. Normally, when things have come to this point, he should immediately go to the entrusted person, but although he has this heart, he does not have the courage. If you don't report in time, it is almost impossible to suppress this matter at his level. In that case, it will only get worse and worse.

After walking back and forth in the office for a long time, Wang Dajun finally stood up and walked to the office symbolizing power and prestige.

After standing at the door of the mayor's office, Wang Dajun took two breaths and then reached out and tapped the door twice. Du Du, Du Du, his voice was very small and light, just like Wang Dajun's mood at this time.

"Come in!" A majestic voice came from the door.