Jin Douna didn't know much about the Chinese officialdom, but Liu Xinyu understood the mystery and whispered: "In the C-shaped document, there is a report from Minister Qu."

"The former Propaganda Minister of Jiangning Municipal Party Committee?"

"It was him. By chance, the things recorded by someone else were seized by the organization." Liu Xinyu explained casually: "They don't go specifically to find these evidences. You know, they don't think there is no need for this."

Chen Yi nodded. Jin Doona found the document under Liu Xinyu's explanation, which was three recording materials and one explanation. The document was actually placed in a conspicuous place, but so many documents were not touched and sorted by hand. It was too difficult to memorize it.

Jin Douna was embarrassed to copy the recording. Chen Yi took away the document with a slightest voice, and then told Liu Xinyu: "If the weapon is ready, please notify me and don't pick up the goods too far away. The more ammunition, the better."

"Okay, do you want to go to the martial arts hall to have a look?"

"It's too late today. Is there anything wrong?"

"The overseas Chinese girl from Malaysia has wanted to see you several times, but she has not succeeded." Liu Xinyu showed a cunning smile.

Chen Yi was not good at going back on his word and was really busy, so he had to say regretfully: "Let's go next time."

Seeing them talking carefully, Jin Doona couldn't help biting her lips and secretly avoiding the two of them's gaze.

After having lunch outside, there seemed to be more people at home.

Chen Yi handed the copied recording to Fang Zhennan, and after a brief explanation, he said, "Can you pull him down?"

"Qu Yang is also the deputy mayor."

"Um."

Fang Zhennan was a little a little frustrated. As the uncle, he had to listen to his nephew's words to do things. But he really couldn't find a reason for being tough.

"I'll try it." He sighed.

"Let's discuss it with Secretary Sun." Chen Yi said Sun Maoxin's name without any respect.

Fang Zhennan agreed heavily.

Qu Yang is the one who must protect He Fuhan, and Sun Maoxin's attitude is probably very subtle. Besides, Qu Yang's ranking in the government is also higher than him.

However, Chen Yi's attitude was very firm.

Fang Zhennan felt like he was riding a roller coaster. He knew the danger, but he had to rush up and then hand over his destiny to others to control. If any link of it goes wrong, his political life may end. People who are over 50 can't wait.

However, as a relative of the Chen family, it was difficult for him to refuse Chen Yi's request. In less rigorous terms, his position was obtained by Chen Yi's help.

In a subtle way, Chen Yi was in the Chen family for a long time. If he didn't look at his age, Fang Zhennan couldn't think of any power that could help him resist him - if he could really refuse sternly, his energy would be enough to defeat Qu Yang.

With a heart full of thought, Fang Zhennan went to Secretary Sun's house again.

Sun Maoxin and him had a lukewarm relationship, but they were somewhat lukewarm. They were his superiors. Apart from the strength of the Chen family, the secretary of the municipal party committee was his most important relationship.

However, after becoming the deputy mayor, he was more influenced by the Chen family, and his relationship with Sun Maoxin was weakened a little.

Except for Fang Zhennan, who wanted to be the vanguard, the rest of the Chen family were all in high interest. As a relative of the foreign country, the Fang family was a natural ally of the Chen family, but not a traditional ally. In their previous political waves, they had never contributed their strength. Today, it seemed to be a matter of course for them to stand out. If the Chen family succeeded, the Chen family would naturally get a lot of benefits. Even if they failed, Fang Zhennan would not completely turn it in...

Chen Yi closed his eyes and rested, and half asleep.

Just the energy recovery potion cannot guarantee the restoration of all the spirit and physical strength.

Seeing that his son was sleeping soundly, Fang Manyi sat a little farther away and smiled at Chen Congyu and said, "He seems to be able to do politics."

Fang Manyi knew the mentality of these Chen sects, so when her elder brother reluctantly went on the battlefield, she did not object. In this world, there is no such thing as losing benefits but not taking risks. Fang Zhennan got great benefits that day and jumped from the director of the bureau to the deputy mayor of Jiangning City. He said that it was almost the same as a step to reach the sky. How could it be if he was not jealous? Now he just has to pay the cost. If he succeeds, it will still be beneficial to his political career.

"Everyone is happy today." Chen Congyu smiled, but shook his head and said, "It's too tall and it's no longer suitable for politics."

"In terms of electoral politics, I think our family can have a president." Fang Manyi received foreign education and did not like China's gradual bureaucracy.

Chen Congyu just laughed. With Chen Zhongguo here, the Chen family's status would not be low.

Fang Yu was also giggling foolishly, and he was waiting in the living room of the Chen family, waiting for the allocation of various positions.

Except for two department-level positions that were asked to be taken away by Secretary Sun, the remaining section-level and deputy section-level positions were all left to the Chen family, and Chen Congyu and Chen Rongjie were basically assigned. Because the location was not ideal, they were all departments of secondary bureaus. Therefore, although they were lively, they were mostly compensated. Those who had children and nephews were delayed, they came to leave, which was not like a feast, but more like a picnic.

Fang Yu felt that his family had made great efforts, so he also prepared to give his friends a lot of weight. Fang Zhennan didn't use it himself, and it was not wrong to use it for his son, and everyone could understand it.

This made him happy and felt his personal importance.

He repeated the sentence "The position my father made" at least three times.

His brothers believed this sentence and praised it one after another.

However, the young people were not serious when they were happy. After all, the Chen family’s house was not a conference room. The conversation of a group of people soon affected the front hall.

Chen Yi, who was sitting and resting, half closed his eyes and was awakened by the noise. He didn't see how he moved, and he flew out with his shoes and went straight to the "Yuan Young Master" who spoke the loudest.

With a "bang", the raised leather shoes hit Yuan Gongzi's big face.

The man sobbed, his tongue was no longer flexible, and he stood up and looked for his target.

"Take it over." Chen Yi sat up slowly, looking like he had just woken up.

A group of people immediately felt a little worried. The father of the Yuan Gongzi was the former prosecutor and stood aside last year. He was also implicated by this and was the lowest-level civil servant. He could only call himself "Yuan Master" outside every day.

However, the temper that the original young master raised back then was still there. In the public security, procuratorial and judicial system, he has never been bullied. He cannot bully the rich second generation with tens of millions of assets, and at least the poor second generation with 100,000 yuan, and his personality will not change.

However, Mr. Yuan was stunned for a while, but in the surprised expression of everyone, he took the leather shoes to Chen Yi. Looking at him like that, if there were no elders in front of him, he would have to put them on Chen Yi's shoes.

"It doesn't hurt." Chen Yi asked.

A gentle greeting immediately cleared the last gloom in my heart.

"It doesn't hurt." The Yuan Gongzi instantly raised his chest, smiling like a big cat in the public security, procuratorial and court.

"It's okay, go." Chen Yi put on his shoes and naturally reached out to pour tea.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." The Yuan Gongzi changed the tea without regrets, and then returned to Fang Yu's table, but his voice was smaller and his smile became more.

Infected by it, young people will no longer make noise.

Several gentlemen in the front hall looked at each other and smiled. The uncle smiled at Chen Yi and said, "Are you awake? Just take a look. Do you have any friends who need a seat?"

"No need." Chen Yi shook his head directly and smiled: "Next time I get some real power position, let's talk about it."

If he had his own disciples, he could now raise a flag in the Chen family.

There was another knock outside, and the butler opened the door and welcomed two gentlemen who were not very familiar with each other.

"Old Fo, Ou." Chen's father quickly stood up, and Chen Yi also stood up.

"Sit and sit." Mr. Fo and Mr. Ou are not old, and are not enough for 60, and are in good health.

Chen Yi remembered that he had met them at his grandfather. He was ignorant back then, but now he always has both of them, either Mr. Chen’s think tank or a role similar to a think tank.

"We're here to see, you can continue to sit." Mr. Fo insisted not to go to the seat, so he only found a high-backed chair and sat on the other end of the coffee table with Mr. Ou, and smiled and said, "We only listen, not speak."

Everyone knew it, so the discussion continued, and the intensity did not decrease but increased. Political weight distribution is a very important political ecology and a normal state. Although this weight distribution system is not particularly obvious in non-electarian countries, it is under less control.

Replacing thirty or fifty section-level cadres at one go is equivalent to replacing one-third of the lower-level officials in Jiangning propaganda. These are people who do specific affairs, and coupled with the power of the Chen family, the power can be exerted quite a lot. In everyone's opinion, since Chen sent people to attend the meeting, it means that there will be a new strategy next. In this way, the position of an ordinary section chief, deputy section chief or deputy director may now mean the deputy director and director...

Chen Yi was not very familiar with those names and thought about his own affairs. Not long after, he heard the Buddha ask, "Chen Yi, how do you think?"

"ah?"

Mr. Fo smiled with a good temper and repeated the question: "What if Qu Yang comes down and let Guan Ming go?"

This was the assignment of the deputy mayor. Just as Fang Yu's jealous eyes, Chen Yi said indifferently: "You can do it."

"That's it." Mr. Fo and Mr. Ou smiled at the same time.

With just one sentence, Chen Yi's status in the Chen clan has risen again, as if he has legal support.

Chen Yi didn't value these things much. He was Chen Zhongguo's grandson. This alone meant that he would have huge energy in the Chen system, but sooner or later.

Qu Yang's step down means that there will be new people falling off the horse. Seeing that everyone is focusing on their official hats, Chen Yi came to the young people at the dining table and asked with a smile: "Who do you have channels for precious metals?"

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