After hearing a few "wow" sounds, all the officials in suits and leather shoes in the room stood up, with their bodies at 60 degrees, and they all said to Yue Haotian: "The better, the better."
Yue Haotian waved his hand slightly, and Ji Ye quickly moved his seat for Yue Haotian to sit on, and ordered someone to immediately come over to Mingqian Longjing, the first crop of this year.
Yue Haotian put his nose close to the rim of the Song porcelain cup and only smelled the fragrance, but did not drink it, so he put it aside. Tang Zhong and Tang Yi hooked their fingers, like calling a dog.
Tang Zhong and Tang Yi hurriedly pushed a black suitcase and walked over. Under Yue Haotian's instructions, he opened the zipper of the suitcase, and everyone suddenly exclaimed.
The suitcase was at least as big as a 24-inch suitcase. It was bright red inside and was filled with neat piles of banknotes!
Yue Haotian raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "Here is 5 million, take it and divide it among the brothers. Consider it as hard work money."
Except for Bai Zhengqian, everyone present could not help but stare directly at the attractive pile of red, licking their lips constantly.
Ji Ye said with a flattering smile on his face, "What are you talking about, Mr. Yue? This is what our branch should do. We just need to ask for Mr. Yue's guidance on how to convict Shen Cheng."
Bai Zhengqian sneered, Ji Ye didn't know how to do it, but he was afraid that something would happen in the future, so he could try his best to get rid of it. An old fox, the abacus is making a clanging sound.
Yue Haotian is not afraid. With a sly smile on his face, he calmly picked up the two pieces of evidence and slapped them together: "Does Zhang Guan and Li Dai understand?"
Ji Ye's eyelids moved, and a clear smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. .
"You come with me, I have something else to ask you for." Yue Hao Tianhun didn't care. For him, such a lawless matter could be solved by spending two dirty dollars.
Ji Ye quickly divided the money and began to arrange for his men to mix the two pieces of evidence into true and false, and notified the relevant departments to guard Shen Cheng and prepare to arrest him at any time.
As soon as Yue Haotian and Bai Zhengqian left the city hall, Yue Haotian changed his expression and slapped Bai Zhengqian with his backhand. Even the tall and strong Bai Zhengqian was staggered by this unexpected slap.
"Do you know why I hit you?" Yue Haotian's hoarse voice restrained the surge of deeper anger in his body.
Bai Zhengqian knew that he had indeed failed in this matter, so he just lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"waste!"
When Yue Haotian saw Bai Zhengqian's cowardly look, he became even more angry and kicked Bai Zhengqian to his knees.
People and vehicles were coming and going in front of the city hall, and Bai Zhengqian hurriedly covered his face.
"boarding!"
Yue Haotian also saw the bustling crowd and felt something was wrong. He ordered Tang Zhong and Tang Yi to drag Bai Zhengqian into the car.
After Cullinan activated, Yue Haotian looked at Bai Zhengqian who was sitting silently on the side, pinched his chin, and murderous intent emerged in his eyes:
"You can save a sip of money wherever you want, but I don't care about it. I beat you because you can't even manage your servants. If you think about it carefully, just because of Shen Cheng Can one person accomplish anything?"
Bai Zhengqian's bottomless black eyes suddenly brightened up.
"I know." Bai Zhengqian tightened his grip on his clothes, his eyes slowly turned cold, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.
Yue Haotian's anger subsided a little, and his expression softened: "Brother Bai, don't blame me for always scolding you. In our line of work, the most important thing is to be unclean. If you can't even control the people close to you, If you don't stop, what will happen to you?"
Tang Zhong's hand on the steering wheel obviously paused, while the co-pilot Tang Yi lowered his head with some guilt.
"Those new little guys who came in randomly found a way to open up one after another, and replaced the original people. These are all small things. The most important thing is that you have to clear up the people around you."
Yue Haotian is a person who worked his way up from the bottom, and he knows how to employ people best.
Bai Zhengqian nodded, his pupils darkened and unclear.
Shen Cheng's case was pretentious and continued for more than a month according to various procedures. In the end, most of the criminal facts were pinned on him
on the body. Bai Zhengqian was given a warning for failing to report what he knew and was placed on party probation for one year, which was not considered a huge advantage.
When Shen Cheng was taken away from the hospital in handcuffs, there was still a half-completed reform plan for the hospital for the new year on his desk.
Hundreds of young doctors who were recruited by him, colleagues and patients who had benefited from his real kindness, were filled with indignation like those who wrote letters on the bus, angrily demanding a retrial, but they were all expelled.
Xu Qingru and Su Lichun looked at each other from a distance, their eyes dim and dull, holding back tears, watching Shen Cheng being carried away but there was nothing they could do.
It was early spring in March in City A that day, and the golden jasmine flowers were blooming just right on the branches. The moment Shen Cheng walked out of the hospital, ripples gradually appeared in the hospital's pond. When everyone looked up, they realized that it was snowing.
Shen Cheng stretched out his hand with heavy handcuffs and caught a piece of pure white snowflake. He stared at the snowflakes melting into the palm of his hand, accumulating more and more until he could no longer hold them and dripping onto the dry ground.
He suddenly looked up at the falling snow, laughed loudly, and said, "I endured the humiliation for three or four years and encountered the evil official Bei Batian. There is no need to endure the wrath of the sky and seek revenge to repay injustice."
The policeman who was escorting him hit him hard on the head. Shen Cheng staggered and almost fell to his knees.
Before entering the police car and jail, he purposely stretched out his head and looked out several times. Then, like a fire extinguished, he disappeared from the eyes of everyone who loved him and sped towards the jail.
When the news reached Bei City, a thousand kilometers away, Xia Xingran was taking care of a patient with upper abdominal pain who was transferred from the outpatient clinic.
She clicked on the news and read it carefully, word for word, for fear of missing any details.
Slowly, the corners of her eyes drooped, the circles under her eyes began to turn red, her chest heaved, and there were layers of mist between her empty eyes. Finally, I couldn't help it, and my tears fell heavily on the table, causing puddles of water stains.
She was wrong in promoting Shen Cheng to be the secretary of the No. 1 Hospital in City A. She was the one who harmed him! For a moment, Xia Xingran blamed herself and felt regretful to the extreme.
Wen Yi sat opposite her. Although she felt distressed, she couldn't help but whisper: "Dr. Xia, during working hours, don't get caught in the wrong place."
Xia Xingran woke up from a dream and hurriedly pretended to smooth her hair and raised her sleeves to wipe her tears. When he lowered his hand again and raised his head again, Xia Xingran's face was calm, without even a crack.
"Sorry, I just lost my composure." Xia Xingran apologized to the patient in a hoarse voice.
"It's okay, Dr. Xia. Doctors are human beings too, and it's normal to have emotions. It's really hard for Dr. Xia. You looked very sad just now, and you still have to go to work and see patients."
Xia Xingran smiled gratefully and pointed out to the patient the endoscopy and biopsy report he had just done: "Gastric stromal tumor was discovered early, about two centimeters, and is not too big. Judging from the pathology report, The degree of malignancy is not high, so I suggest we do a laparoscopy to remove it."
When Wen Yi heard about gastric stromal tumor, she always thought that she had heard it somewhere recently. After thinking for a long time, she said to Xia Xingran: "Doctor Xia, why don't you let Director Yan take a look at this patient again?"
Xia Xingran paused while typing the diagnosis and treatment form, and wondered, "What does this have to do with Director Yan?" She glanced at the patient in front of her and asked, "Is he a relative or friend of Director Yan?"
Wen Yi hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no. It's because Director Yan was promoted to director this time and the academic paper she wrote was about gastrointestinal stromal tumors. I think since she has studied this, wouldn't it be more appropriate to let the patients take a look? What?"
Xia Xingran's head was pounding and she blew out a few breaths, but she still thought it was just a coincidence, so she confirmed to Wen Yi again: "You mean, Director Yan's main thesis this time is gastrointestinal stromal tumor ?Have you read it and what was written?"
Wen Yi was a little strange to Xia Xingran's sudden reaction, thinking that Xia Xingran didn't believe him, so she hurriedly rummaged through the desktop and found the Journal of Chinese Medicine. She followed the catalog and flipped to a page and handed it to Xia Xingran: " Now, that’s it, Doctor Xia, look, I didn’t lie.”
Xia Xingran only glanced briefly, then her expression gradually darkened, and then she became angry, and her eyes seemed to be on fire.
This paper was not written by Yan Yue at all, but was specially prepared by him a few months ago in order to exchange for the opportunity to join the party!
She forced herself to calm down. Wen Yi told her about the thesis. Her tone was very restrained, but the gushing anger was ready to come out: "Wenyi, tell me honestly, who told you that you could exchange your essay for the opportunity to join the party?"
Wen Yi had never seen an angry Xia Xingran before, so she didn't dare to hide it, and said: "Yes, it's Director Yan. She said that you don't have a good relationship with her, so she specifically asked me to tell you. Why, What's wrong, Doctor Xia, your face doesn't look right."
Xia Xingran chuckled three times, then handed the patient to Wen Yi in detail, and then walked out with a livid face while holding the magazine.
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