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Text Chapter 2114 Aren¡¯t you afraid?

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    Yangmei Ancient Town is located in the lower reaches of Zuojiang River, surrounded by rivers on three sides, about 30 kilometers away from Nanning, and has convenient water and land transportation.  The ancient town was built in the Song Dynasty. It rose due to the convenience of water transportation and fell silent due to the decline of water transportation. It has experienced thousands of years.  Yangmei developed in the Ming Dynasty and became even more prosperous in the Qing Dynasty.  When it was prosperous, Yangmei had eight docks.  Most of the residents of Yangmei Ancient Town moved here from Shandong, and a small number came from Guangdong and settled here after doing business.  At around eight o'clock in the morning, five cars appeared outside the gate entering Yangmei Ancient Town. Then the gate of the ancient town opened and five cars slowly drove in.  Yang Luo sat in He Chongyang's car, looking at the scenery of the ancient town outside, and said: "I didn't expect that there is such a place on the edge of Nanning. It's just not developed, and not many ancient buildings are preserved.  "He Chongyang said: "When it was developed, more than 700 ancient buildings of the Ming and Qing Dynasties were preserved. It is the most complete Ming and Qing architectural complex in Nanning and one of the top ten landscapes in Nanning.  After 2009, there were only more than 300 buses. In 2009, Yangmei Ancient Town disappeared from the sight of Nanning's top ten landscapes. " Yang Luo looked out the window and saw tall modern buildings and concrete buildings interspersed in the ancient town.  Covered in the ancient stone pavement, the stone slabs occasionally show up, seeming to tell her helplessness and sadness. The ancient houses are still being demolished, new buildings are still being built, and the ponds are stagnant.  "Why doesn't the city government come forward to stop it?" He Chongyang smiled bitterly: "How to stop it? Unless you spend money to buy it, but it is easy to buy it. The city government can still get the money if it grits its teeth. But what happens after buying it?  Doesn't such a large ancient building complex need to be repaired? One or two years may not matter, but over time, the cost of repairs will definitely be astronomical, and the city's finances cannot bear it. " Yang Luo said: "It's not happening.  If we develop it, we can generate some fiscal revenue from tourism every year!¡± He Chongyang said angrily: ¡°Young Master, you really feel pain when you stand and talk. The municipal government has been developing Yangmei Ancient Town for more than ten years.  How many tourists did you see along the way? The annual ticket income can only support a few idlers. "Yang Luo said: "The alley is not so good because of the wine. Who knew there was such a place if you didn't promote it?"  Propaganda?" He Chongyang curled his lips, "You're right. If you invest 10 to 20 million in publicity, it won't even make a splash. But you think it will be effective on the market.  Those leaders here will invest hundreds of millions of funds into some bullshit propaganda? If it does have an effect in the end, it won't matter. If it has no effect at all, and the hundreds of millions will be wasted, who will take the blame? "  Yang Luo also shook his head helplessly. He had seen this kind of thing too many times.  Some leading cadres are like this. They subconsciously believe that if they do more, they will make more mistakes, if they do less, they will make more mistakes, and if they do less, they will be better. That is why lazy and foolish policies appear.  "Let's do this. After I go back, I will have a chat with Geng Zhuo, the boss of Jinlong Group, and ask him if he is interested in coming for development and investment." "Really?" He Chongyang's eyes lit up. He is the director of the Public Security Bureau, but he is also the mayor.  ah.  If before leaving, I get investment to develop Yangmei Ancient Town, I would have given a perfect answer.  Yang Luo said: "When did I lie to you? I guess it's not a big problem. The Hongshui River Hundred Mile Corridor Tourism Project is completed. When the time comes, it will be linked to this place and bring tourists here." He Chongyang said with a smile.  : "I don't care how it is developed, but this project must be left to me to negotiate." Yang Luo rolled his eyes: "You know nothing about negotiating with criminals. I believe you are good at negotiating with criminals. But in business negotiations, you are just a fool.  Idiot." He Chongyang laughed and said, "You are looking down on me. Let me tell you, I was also a college student back then. Although I went to a second-rate university, I also studied business administration." "Huh?" Yang Luo turned around and went to school.  He looked at He Chongyang for a moment, as if he had just met: "Tsk, tsk, tsk I didn't expect that you are still a college student, majoring in business administration, so how did you become a policeman? Is it related, through the back door?" He Chongyang also  Not shy: "You think I am willing to be a policeman? That's because my father, who used to be an old policeman and has worked on the public security front all his life, has to let me become a policeman. Because of this, we are working every three days."  There was a small quarrel every five days. At first, my mother kept arguing, but then she stopped arguing and argued as much as she wanted. I had no choice but to move out, but it didn't work.  We fought over this matter today, and no one compromised. We were in a stalemate for more than three years, until one day my mother came to me with her eyes red from crying. I remember that day very clearly.  It was about three o'clock in the morning. It was raining heavily outside, with lightning and thunder, and my mother's clothes were soaked by the heavy rain. " Speaking of this, He Chongyang slowly lowered his voice.He nodded and his eyes were a little moist, "That day, the city bureau received an alarm and someone discovered that two Class A wanted criminals had entered our city. Immediately afterwards, the city bureau mobilized all police forces, including the armed police force, and began to conduct a blanket search across the city. But here we are.  In the early morning, no one was arrested. They thought the intelligence was wrong and it started to rain again, so they stopped the search mission. Perhaps it was God's will. On his way home, my father saw a taxi parked on the roadside.  , still flashing, he planned to walk over and take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the taxi, two people jumped out of it and he fell to the ground" Yang Luo breathed out.  , patted He Chongyang hard on the shoulder.  He Chongyang continued, "When I rushed to the hospital, he had stopped breathing. That day, I wished so much that we could still have a quarrel, but no, he stopped quarreling with me. I held his cold hand  , promised him to be a policeman. Unless I can no longer work, retire, or die at the gunpoint of a criminal like him, I will never take off my police uniform in my life. " Yang Luo finally.  Understand why He Chongyang, regardless of his political future, would rather go to Ganzhou than take off his police uniform and go to Changsha.  Because the police uniform he wears carries not only responsibility, but also his lifelong obsession.  At this time, the car had passed through the streets of the town and entered a deep alley.  The alley was just wide enough for a car to pass. After walking about a hundred meters, the car stopped outside an ancient courtyard.  Yang Luo was the first to open the door and get out of the car, followed closely by He Chongyang, then Guan Hu and four criminal police officers got out of the two police cars.  Finally, seven people got out of the other two cars. They were the task force of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, led by Huang Yuguo, director of the First Discipline Inspection Office.  Yang Luo stood outside the gate, looked at the courtyard in front of him, and said: "He really knows how to find a place in such a quiet environment." He Chongyang said: "According to our investigation, this property should be owned by Wukang's wife's natal family.  Yang Luo tilted his head and looked at Huang Yuguo, and said with a smile: "Director Huang, please!" Huang Yuguo was a little confused. After all, Wu Jianqi was also the governor of Guangxi and once occupied the second highest position in Guangxi.  Although he has been demoted and assigned to a yamen that is not a yamen, he has never been there and disappeared from everyone's eyes for a long time.  But the power of the tiger is still there. Logically speaking, there should be a deputy secretary, but Huang Yuguo came.  Yang Luo lowered his head and knocked on his head, then looked at Huang Yuguo, shook his head and walked into the yard.  The yard is not big, with three antique houses in front.  There is also a garden shed set up against the west wall, which is a simple garden shed made of bamboo and plastic.  You can vaguely see the blooming flowers inside, and a figure lying on a wicker chair.  Yang Luo looked at that figure and smiled. There was no need to think that that figure must be Wu Jianqi.  When Wu Jianqi was interviewed by the Organization Department of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, he was demoted and reassigned. As a result, even if Old Man Fan was unwilling, he had no choice but to make them lose in that contest. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Taken at an old man's house now, Old Man Fan didn't dare to make any move.  But after two years, as long as Wu Jianqi doesn't make too many mistakes, the old guy will definitely find an opportunity to push Wu Jianqi up again.  "It's just that man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Old Man Fan would never have thought of this in his wildest dreams."  The old subordinates he promoted will be caught for corruption and power trading.  This is equivalent to a slap in the face of the old guy. A big hat that does not know people will definitely be placed on the head. The old guy will probably vomit blood when he finds out.  Yang Lola lowered her head and walked in through a simple door in the middle of the flower shed. Wu Jianqi was lying on a wicker chair with his eyes closed. A stove next to him was burning, and an iron kettle was placed on it. It was already boiling.  Yang Luo walked to the stove, squatted down and stretched out his hands to warm the fire, and looked up at Wu Jianqi.  At this time, Wu Jianqi's hair was all white and his face was full of wrinkles. He seemed to be twenty years older than before.  Yang Luo lowered his head, not knowing what to think. After a while, he said softly: "It's a bit cold outside today!" Wu Jianqi opened his eyes and was not surprised to see Yang Luo, as if he had known he would come.  "Yes, it was foggy this morning. The sun just came out, so of course it will be a bit cold." After saying that, he glanced at He Chongyang and Huang Yuguo outside, "Since we are here, let's all come in." He Chongyang and Huang Yu  Guo Guo walked in one after another, looking at Wu Jianqi a little embarrassed.  Wu Jianqi let out a long breath: "I knew you would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." After speaking, he sat up, picked up the tea bowl on the small table next to him, and took a sip of the cold tea.  Yang Luo stood up, walked around the flower shed, and asked: "Aren't you afraid?" Wu Jianqi asked: "Afraid? What are you afraid of?" Yang Luo said: "Go to jail, you are like thisI probably won't have the chance to come out in my lifetime.  When you come out, you won't be able to breathe the free air or see the blue sky.  " Wu Jianqi smiled slightly: "People always have to die. In the end, they have to be pushed into the cremator and burned into a handful of ashes. As for where they die, does it mean anything?  Yang Luo smiled, bent down and picked off a yellow chrysanthemum, put it under his nose and smelled it, "You really can see clearly!"  " Wu Jianqi stood up and straightened his collar: "The prosperity has faded away, the rare tranquility, the pastoral poetry, the leaves have fallen back to their roots. When people get old, they look down on the flowers after seeing them too much, and they look down on them if they look down on them. There is tranquility and pastoral scenery.  Good intentions and peace of mind can rest your soul, isn't it?  "Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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