Liu Fusheng knew that Li Wenbo was referring to the old secretary Li Hongliang.
He also sincerely admires Li Wenbo's honesty. After all, everyone likes to put gold on their own face, and there are not many people who can honestly say that there is someone behind the scenes.
"Don't look at me like that. I don't treat others like that either. If you want me to look high on you, you first have to have that ability." Li Wenbo said with a smile.
Liu Fusheng also smiled.
Li Wenbo asked: "How confident are you in the case of corpse burial in the mountains?"
Liu Fusheng said: "There are no absolutes in this world, but I am still 80% sure. At present, the police have grasped several key figures. As long as one of them moves, the entire black industry chain will move."
"At the meeting, you didn't want to talk about the progress of the case. Do you think there is a mole in the police station?" Li Wenbo asked.
Liu Fusheng smiled and said nothing.
Seeing this smile, Li Wenbo suddenly realized that he had asked another stupid question.
Of course, high-ranking police officers will not act as spies for that kind of heinous demon, but there are still many people who don't want the corpse burial case in the mountains to be solved quickly, and who don't want the reputations of Li Wenbo and Liu Fusheng to increase again!
For example, the current mayor Wang Mingyang!
"You kid, you are really a monkey!" Li Wenbo shook his head and sighed.
Liu Fusheng stood up and said: "Director Li, if there is nothing else, I will go back first. In addition, after today's meeting, I feel that it will be difficult to solve the case within two weeks."
Li Wenbo was stunned: "Why? This is not like your style."
Liu Fusheng said: "This time the leader left me alone to talk, it will make people think a lot. And I just suddenly thought that Mayor Wang has not many ways to deal with you, Director Li. It just so happens that I am one of the better ones." choose."
"You mean?" Li Wenbo was thoughtful.
Liu Fusheng: "I am already Director Li's confidant. You promoted me in an exceptional way and protected me in public. If I am found to have illegal issues, it will inevitably affect you. And once they get hold of it, I must be investigated. , there is no time to worry about the case of burial in the mountains anymore."
"So, have you ever done anything illegal?"
"No."
"Okay, then I'll rest assured. If someone wants to mess with you, I'm willing to use my black hat to protect you."
Li Wenbo said in a deep voice.
Liu Fusheng smiled: "Thank you, leader!"
After Liu Fusheng left, Li Wenbo showed a meaningful smile in his eyes. He seemed to be very optimistic about Liu Fusheng's future development. It seemed that... there were other reasons.
…
At the same time, a powerful and domineering Hummer jeep suddenly stopped at the door of Chunhua Publishing House in Liaonan City.
At this moment, in the editor's office, Zheng Xiaoyun was saying in a pleading tone: "Editor Qian, Liu Fusheng's book is obviously excellent in all aspects and has passed the joint review by the editors. Why do you still need so much information? This is deliberately embarrassing. him?"
Editor Qian behind the desk, of course, deliberately made things difficult for Zheng Xiaoyun, and he didn’t want to publish a book for Liu Fusheng!
This guy is a villain, and a very mean one. Last time Liu Fusheng bullied him, he neither dared to speak out nor retaliate, but he remembered it in his heart!
He only had so much power in his hands, so of course he had to make good use of it. Liu Fusheng was a policeman, so he couldn't find the publishing house and give him a beating in front of so many people, right?
Editor Qian lowered his eyelids and said: "Xiao Zheng, what do you mean by this? I treat all authors equally! The book you sent me, Liu Fusheng, is indeed acceptable! But it cannot be because he is your classmate. I'll just give him the green light, right? If there's any missing information, you can just fill it in. Why bother asking me to go through the back door?"
"But you didn't ask for it at all. It's outrageous for other authors to get so much information. What's more, you now ask him to prepare a household registration book and a political examination certificate from at least three generations ago! This rule was implemented decades ago. It’s gone..." Zheng Xiaoyun said while holding back her grievance.
Editor Qian picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of tea. He clucked his lips and said, "Who told you that regulations that have not been used for decades are no longer needed now? Xiao Zheng, when we do literary work, we must especially have political awareness! This relationship Come, do you know how much responsibility there is in the ideological construction of the people across the country? Look, what did Liu Fusheng write? "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty"! The title itself is not enough, he wrote Is it official history or unofficial history? Has the content in it been verified? Is there any residual poison of feudal thought? Are there any puns or remarks that allude to current affairs? If you don't understand his political components, you can't understand his ideological tendencies. ah!"
"You are using strong words to make sense..."
"Haha, whatever you think, in short, there is absolutely no room for negotiation on this matter. This is a political issue and a matter of principle! You go back first!" Editor Qian closed his eyes and looked like a villain. appearance.
Zheng Xiaoyun stomped her feet angrily, turned around and left the office.
For Liu Fusheng's book, she was often made things difficult by Editor Qian. Especially today, the information that Editor Qian put forward was simply too much!
After thinking about it, Zheng Xiaoyun felt aggrieved and tears fell down.
At this time, a fierce-looking man suddenly walked towards us: "Zheng Xiaoyun? What's wrong with you?"
Zheng Xiaoyun looked up and said in surprise: "Ma Ming? Why are you here?"
Ma Ming is here to help Lu Chenglin fulfill his "wish".
"I'm here to find you! Why are you crying? Whoever bullied you, tell me!" Ma Ming glared, very imposing.
Zheng Xiaoyun wiped her tears and said, "It's okay! I just feel a little homesick suddenly! Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Something happened! Are you responsible for the book written by Liu Fusheng?" Ma Ming got straight to the point.
Zheng Xiaoyun remembered that Liu Fusheng made Ma Ming look embarrassed, and immediately became wary: "What book?"
Ma Ming smiled and said: "Don't hide it from me! Fang Xiaohui told me that Liu Fusheng wrote a book and asked you to help him publish it! Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to cause trouble! I just want to ask you, this How is the situation of this book? I heard that publishing a book costs a lot of money. How much does it cost to publish this book? I will pay it for him!"
"You paid him?"
Zheng Xiaoyun was stunned, and then said hurriedly: "No! Normal publishing does not require the author to spend money! The money is paid by the publishing house, and then the publishing house gets a share of the sales... The book you are talking about is self-published, and Liu Fusheng does not have to pay for it at his own expense. …”
Ma Ming was a layman, so of course he couldn't understand this. He frowned and asked, "You mean, Liu Fusheng's book has been published?"
"Not yet. Our editor-in-chief doesn't agree. We still need a lot of information..." Zheng Xiaoyun shook her head.
Before she could finish speaking, Ma Ming said, "Don't agree? I'll go talk to your editor-in-chief!"
He glanced around and immediately saw the three characters "Editor's Office". He immediately strode over and pushed the door open with a bang.
Editor Qian was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, when he suddenly heard a movement, he couldn't help but opened his eyes, frowned and asked: "Zheng Xiaoyun, no matter how many times you come here, Liu Fusheng's book will never be published... Hey, who are you?"
Ma Ming walked over and asked: "Editor-in-chief, right? What did you say? Why can't Liu Fusheng's book be published?"
Editor Qian was frightened by Ma Ming's fierce look. He said bravely: "I can't, I can't. There are many procedures, but he didn't complete them...ah, you, what are you going to do?"
When he spoke, Ma Ming had already put his hand into his bag and sneered: "What's not formal is money! Do you think these are enough?"
Snapped! Snapped! Twice!
Two wads of banknotes fell on Editor Qian's wretched face one after another, and then scattered on the floor!
Editor Qian and Zheng Xiaoyun who followed in were all dumbfounded!
