Looking at the newspapers in front of him, how many of these various news messages conveyed the most profound truth? Today’s news reports generally only covered phenomena and rarely touched on the essence.

After flipping through it, Jiang Xiaochuan didn’t want to read anymore.

He organized his thoughts and carefully counted the charges he was likely to face now.

The foreign investment promotion was pointed out by Zhou Qian as bribery and corruption; the cooperation terms and policy preferences given to the Lissen Group were his abuse of power for personal gain; the Liangjiang Bridge project given to the Rong Group was bribery and job-related crimes; the underworld’s fight with the unidentified cooperation purpose was a definable crime. Too broad, let’s not think about it for the time being; the decision to crack down on gangsters was a mistake in decision-making without clearly distinguishing the main contradictions, which jeopardized the overall situation of economic construction; Rong Shaobai’s death might also be related to him…

In this way, if everything was put a label on him, then he could be regarded as a sinner of history by these crimes.

Right and wrong were always in other people’s mouths.

No matter how hard he tried to defend himself, he would only fall short. In this case, it would be better to remain silent.

Silently, some crazy ideas were brewing.

Jiang Encheng’s death was a thorn in Jiang Xiaochuan’s heart that could not be removed no matter what. This thorn did not penetrate from the outside, it grew from Jiang Xiaochuan’s heart. Unless his heart was completely cut open, and unless he died, it would be absolutely impossible to take it out.

He picked up the ballpoint pen on one side, looked at the copper coin bracelet made by Jiang Encheng on his wrist, and gently drew a circle and a square on the corner of the newspaper.

Copper coins were round on the outside and square on the inside, and so should people.

This might have been Jiang Encheng’s purpose in tying this copper coin bracelet to his wrist.

There were some standards that should never be given up no matter what.

When he was reborn, the one he cared about the most and the only relative left him so suddenly, before he even had time to say the last word.

Jiang Encheng did not leave any last words. This man who had been with him for more than 20 years and nearly 30 years had hair dyed white by time, wrinkles carved by wind and frost, and a back weighed down by the hard life…

Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly raised his hand. Hiding his face, the hand holding the ballpoint pen unconsciously exerted force, and the tip of the pen broke, and the ink inside stained the copper coin painted on the corner of the newspaper.

How could he let these people go…

After searching his heart, Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly realized that he was never been a good person to begin with.

If they wanted to fight, he dared to fight.

Slowly putting down the palm that had covered his face, Jiang Xiaochuan pressed the newspaper. It happened to be Qu Zhendong, deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, who had gone to the countryside to inspect the construction of new rural areas. Next to it was a large photo, in which Qu Zhendong was talking cordially to the farmers, shaking hands and inspecting this year’s harvest.

He used the broken ballpoint pen to gently draw a small cross on Qu Zhendong’s face in the photo.

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Municipal Building.

Wei Lai was very idle now. On the contrary, Wu Ju, who had originally been very idle, started to be busy.

When one person fell, the other person had a chance to stand up.

He should have understood this a long time ago.

Wei Lai packed his things and submitted his resignation letter to the human resources organization, and got the approval easily.

The secretariat established by him was disbanded and Wei Lai resigned.

When he left the municipal building, he looked back. The autumn air was crisp, and there were a few clouds floating in the blue sky. Birds fluttered and glided away, passing by the fluttering five-star red flag outside the municipal building. Everything looked so majestic and beautiful.

He laughed inexplicably, turned around, and strode away.

Since there was no official car, he could only take the bus. When he stood under the stop sign, he received a call from an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a while, he answered, but Wei Lai heard somewhat familiar voice came through.

“Director Lian?”

“Did Jiang Xiaochuan ever give you a file and ask you to hand it over to me?”

“Yes. But when I asked later, everyone said they had never seen such a file.” Wei Lai found out that this file was indeed very important.

It was a brand-new portfolio, containing a lot of stuff, possibly very important.

Lian Cheng over there was silent for a while, and then said, “Sorry to bother Secretary Wei.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Then he hung up.

But after hanging up, Wei Lai remembered that he was no longer a secretary.

He should probably make a call to Yue Qingci, although he didn’t know if he could receive it now.

When he called, no one answered as expected. He changed it to a text message. Thinking of the strict surveillance in the military area, he temporarily changed the content of the text message to: [I’m afraid the blind date between your sister and Jiang Xiaochuan must be cancelled. Something happened to him. Sir, I’m very sorry.]

Wei Lai had accidentally heard that someone in the Yue family admired Jiang Xiaochuan, and it had come in handy now.

From that day on, he would bid farewell to Chengzhou. Jiang Xiaochuan had said that he was not suitable for the profession of secretary. So where should he go in the future?

Let’s talk about the future in the future.

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After Lian Cheng finished the call, his heart became heavy.

It wasn’t for the disappeared file, but for Jiang Xiaochuan’s intention in doing this.

As expected of Jiang Xiaochuan, he could still keep a cool head at that time.

He knew that Jiang Xiaochuan trusted very few people. If he had wanted Wei Lai to hand over the files to him from the beginning, he would never have asked someone to hand over the files so hastily. Therefore, Jiang Xiaochuan had done that on purpose, handing over the files, to test whether the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection still had those ghosts and monsters.

This was an extremely sinister suspicion, but unfortunately, Jiang Xiaochuan was right.

The missing files confirmed his suspicions.

But Lian Cheng also felt relaxed, because Jiang Xiaochuan was definitely a smart man, and the real files must still be in his hands, and no one would use the real files to test.