After a while, Zhao Yuru got on the bus and was sent back by Xiao Liu's cousin. Although there were still some bruises on his forehead, he could find a reason to put it off.

When the car stopped steadily in the municipal Party committee compound, Zhao Yuru got out of the car full of emotion and touched the Mercedes Benz's body subconsciously. If Han Fei didn't happen to pass by this morning, everything would be irreparable!

This Mercedes Benz is just a stand in. The real Mercedes Benz in the municipal Party committee compound has long been towed away by the traffic police.

As for Du Jinlong and his two younger brothers, they drank a lot of wine last night. They didn't have a rest that night. They didn't see much reduction in their alcohol content, so they put on the label of drunk driving and took them away.

However, it is precisely because of drunk driving that what makes sense and what doesn't make sense at the scene makes sense.

Because there was no probe and no other witness at the scene, the accident department could only divide the responsibility according to the situation at the scene. The final conclusion was that the electric tricycle was suspected of violating the regulations at the intersection. As for the Mercedes Benz owners, they had to bear the vast majority of the responsibility for not braking in time due to drunk driving.

However, the other side performed well, even considering the distance and remoteness of the road, fearing that the ambulance would not be able to directly ask another group of people to send the injured driver to the nearest hospital for treatment.

In addition, the owners of Mercedes Benz also used all kinds of relations, even the leaders of the Transportation Bureau have been involved in this matter, and the grassroots traffic police have no suspense to open a back door. After filing, they can take the Mercedes Benz back to repair by themselves.

This can be regarded as a complete solution to the hidden danger. If we let the traffic police take the car away, once we find that the engine number is different from that on the driver's license, it will be a big trouble.

Han Fei didn't leave any loopholes in his work, so he arranged for people to swap the two cars that night. As for the injuries, there was no difference between the operation of a group of professional technicians and that before the accident.

Even if there is really some shadowy news spread out, don't think anyone can grasp this matter.

It turns out that there is still no airtight wall in the world. When Zhao Yuru came out from Han Fei, he was just seen by a guy who came out from the municipal Party committee's compound to buy. Originally, he just mentioned it unintentionally when he went back. However, with the bruise on his forehead and the temporary change of the driver, some people got excited.

Zhao Yuru went to the provincial capital last night. Those from the Municipal Bureau knew very well that there must be social activities along the way. In fact, when he attended the morning meeting this morning, everyone noticed that his face was ruddy and seemed to be a little bit drunk.

It's not difficult to find out which roads from the provincial department to the seaside had traffic accidents in the early morning.

Power can not only stimulate people's ambition, but also greatly promote people's imagination and execution. When they learned that there was a Mercedes Benz of the same style in the three traffic accidents this morning, some people's lips also showed a sneer.

In the abandoned material warehouse appearance, forehead abrasions, temporary replacement of the driver, on the way back to the beach, the same Mercedes Benz car accident, originally these are not alone, but when they come together, there is a lot to dig!

Early the next morning, the Municipal Bureau issued an order to the drivers of the motorcade to drive to the designated maintenance point for inspection and repair.

If it had been yesterday, it would have hit Zhao Yuru's life gate, but today, Zhao Yuru's smile was just like the bright sunshine, so he asked his cousin Liu to take the car to repair with everyone.

When the driver of the motorcade entered the repair shop, several people from the Municipal Bureau office came to the scene quietly. One of the middle-aged people went to the repairman and asked, "what's the matter? Is the engine number right?"

This is the maintenance factory designated by the Municipal Bureau. There are detailed records of all the cars in the compound. After checking, it turns out that this car is Zhao Yuru's special car. That's right!

"No! You should check carefully again to prevent any mistake on the first floor. " Said the middle-aged man.

Maintenance workers repeatedly compared several times, frame number also checked again, it is indeed Secretary Zhao's car, no doubt.

At this time, a leader accompanying him also said: "OK, this matter is over. Don't mention it any more. Lao Hu, you are a villain's heart!"

The one named could only smile awkwardly: "I'm worried about my comrade's confusion for a moment. I want to help him correct his mistakes."

This is a high sounding reason, but everyone is nothing. As long as secretary Wang is not appointed by the provincial government to take this position, he and Zhao Yuru will have a chance to fight with Secretary Wang. At this time, no matter who exposes any problem, even if it is trivial, it will be magnified infinitely at this sensitive time, He was kicked out of the competition circle and will never have a chance to climb up in his life.

But they heard that Lao Hu, considering the influence of his work style, even Sun Tzu's full moon wine just invited some relatives and friends to set up two tables in his home. If Zhao Yuru was really involved in a traffic accident, he would run away

Several people looked at each other, and they didn't mention it any more.

It's no different from the past when I came back from the special car maintenance. After cleaning the oil circuit and checking the safety system, there's nothing wrong. Even when I met the colleagues of the Municipal Bureau, Zhao Yuru said hello with a smile as usual. Everything was so natural.

Of course, after this incident, Xiao Liu's cousin was also left in the city's motorcade. From then on, he was able to serve as an iron rice bowl for the public. Compared with other previous generations, where there is life to drive, there is no doubt that it is paradise.

Although he's just a driver, he doesn't need a full range of benefits and subsidies. He goes from a member of the lower class to a member of the Municipal Bureau. It's said that if he doesn't, he can be transferred to the official establishment. He's been a bachelor for nearly 30 years and has never been a hot person in the village. I don't know how many people come to tell him.

As for Han Fei, Zhao Yuru didn't say anything special. On a rare weekend, he was not busy with official business. Instead, he set up a chessboard at home and waited for Han Fei's arrival.

As for a hot kettle on the side, when the doorbell rings, the water is boiling. Grab a handful of tea and put it into the kettle. After washing the tea, pour in the boiling water again.

When Han Fei came in, the room was full of tea, which was different from the casual chat downstairs last time. This time they met each other clearly. Strictly speaking, this is the first time Han Fei has come to Zhao Ying's house formally.

Subconsciously looking into the kitchen, there is no Zhao Ying in it. Zhao Yuru sees this scene in his eyes. He doesn't believe what Han Fei says that they are just ordinary friends. He makes a cup of tea and says, "Yingying, she has to come back later. Let's sit down and kill two dishes first."

Even as Zhao Ying's father, Zhao Yuru can only sit down in front of him. Today, after all, is the official door. Unlike yesterday, Han Fei didn't speak rashly first, but always kept a faint smile and calmly faced Zhao Yuru with a bit of scrutiny.

"The tea is going to be cold, please." About half a minute later, Zhao Yuru also waved.

After all, he is secretary XXX of Haibin. His aura is different from that of ordinary people. Suddenly, he didn't think much about Han Fei last time. Now Han Fei and he have been looking at each other for such a long time, but they don't feel guilty. While admiring him, Zhao Yuru also secretly scolds a bastard.

It's still last week. When I was reading in my study, I saw my wife come in noisily. I said that I wanted to divorce myself and that I wanted to make trouble with the Discipline Inspection Commission. It was because I found a condom in the gap of the cushion when I was watching TV.

As for all kinds of details, it is unnecessary to say that the result is extremely tragic. Zhao Yuru is also depressed, but there is no way for women to reason when they are crazy.

Zhao Yuru was forced to write a 10000 word letter of guarantee. Seeing that more than 9000 words had been written, Zhao Ying came back and snatched the condom from her mother without saying a word.

To the extent of carrying a condom with you, it's not necessary to say what kind of procedure has developed between them. This boy can even look at himself for such a long time without changing his face. He is also a man for his thick skin!

Han Fei naturally doesn't know Zhao Yuru's thoughts. If he knows about this pot, he won't back it. Although he accidentally ran into her outside the chemical plant, he didn't cross the Leichi after all.

The teacup was not big. He took the teacup and tasted it politely. After testing the temperature of the water, Han Fei drank a shallow cup of tea, and then said seriously: "good Biluochun! Good tea

Zhao Yuru's hand, which he had planned to give to Han Feixu with a kettle, was stiff in mid air. Originally, Han Fei's elegant posture seemed to be a person who knew tea. He had some consolation. He hoped Zhao Ying's boyfriend could have some common hobbies with him, and later they could often have tea and chess.

It's just that the joy on Zhao Yuru's face didn't last long. He saw that Han Fei drank the tea as well as peony. How could it be different from what he felt just now?

As for listening to Han Fei saying that this is the best Biluochun, Zhao Yuru wakes up in an instant. It's Longjing before the rain, or the new tea he specially brought by his old friends. He knew that Han Fei didn't know how to make tea, so he couldn't bear to take out such good tea to entertain him.

After putting aside the question of tea and playing chess, Zhao Yuru immediately asked: "Xiaohan, after Haiya's equity is recovered, there is no resistance to the rise of the commercial empire. Yingying said that you are now Haiya's security minister with a high position. I don't know what long-term plan you have in the future?"

Zhao Yuru said that he pushed forward a pawn. The pawn crossing the river can swing left and right, but once he moves forward, he can't retreat any more.

What Zhao Yuru said just now seems to ask Han Fei about his personal development plan. In fact, he is also asking about the future development trend of Haiya. The rise of the commercial empire covers from point to area. It is particularly important to choose which city is the most important core point.

Although Haiya's headquarters is at the seaside, no one is sure whether it will move its headquarters elsewhere in the future for commercial reasons.

This is the same as moving the capital. No matter where it is moved, it will become the core area of China. For the leadership of the city, this is a great achievement for nothing. As long as there is no trouble during the term of office, Haiya's economic promotion alone will be enough to push them to the door of the provincial government!