Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

"Some people shouldn't make unfounded speculations about the organization or presumptuously comment on its arrangements!"

"The provincial party committee's decision to send you for further studies is to temper your party spirit and deepen your thinking; it's an opportunity for senior cadres to recharge and improve themselves, not to avoid the limelight or exclude others."

"Some people, as vice-ministerial level leaders or heads of municipal governments, don't look for problems within themselves when things go wrong. Instead, they're full of complaints and make veiled accusations, treating the organization's goodwill as personal suppression. Their vision is too narrow!"

Li Dakang paused, then said, word by word, "You could even say it's because they were too selfish!"

Everyone was startled; those words were far too harsh.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yang's chest heaved uncontrollably. Pointing at Li Dakang, his hand trembled so badly that he could barely speak, muttering "I...you...I" for a long time without being able to utter a single word.

But that wasn't the end of it.

Li Dakang raised his hand and pointed to a circle of people, finally pointing to two flags at the back.

"I, Li Dakang, am new here. I feel honored to be assigned to Zhencheng, an economically developed city. Therefore, I am determined to develop Zhencheng well and give the organization and the people an explanation."

"Therefore, before coming here, I spent the whole night researching Zhencheng, studying it from multiple perspectives, including history, economy, culture, and development."

"More than 30 years ago, this place started from scratch. Countless people of Zhencheng worked hard and dedicated themselves to it. Every comrade stepped forward and every citizen did their best. Only then could Zhencheng be what it is today, with a leading economy and harmonious society."

"I never expected that at this crucial juncture when Zhencheng is moving towards high-quality development, you, Comrade Zhu Yang, would be so stubborn and autocratic!"

"I've put this project on hold right now. If it's been thoroughly investigated and there are no problems, I'll take responsibility. But if someone else had approved it and something went wrong, I'm telling you, it's all your fault!"

The meeting room was completely silent. Zhu Yang's round face had turned a deep purplish-red.

At this moment, Liu Yuchen slowly delivered the decisive blow: "Comrades, the treacherous officials who are hindering the development of Zhencheng have already jumped out on their own, and Zhu Yang is one of them."

He paused, and the others were startled.

Who here hasn't seen Secretary Chu's 1566? Even if you haven't seen it before, after Chu Shijun arrived, you'd stay up all night to watch it, because everyone knows there's another treacherous minister here!

As Liu Yuchen reached out and slowly swept his finger across the crowd, pointing to one person, that person immediately shook their head and waved their hands.

I'm not, don't say that about me!

Finally, Liu Yuchen's hand landed on Bi Yunyao, who was about to quietly sit down, and stopped. "And you, Bi Yunyao!"

"You're talking nonsense!!!"

Bi Yunyao's legs, which were bent halfway, gave way and he almost fell. Fortunately, he quickly used his hands to push himself up and stood up again. After cursing, he turned his head and glanced at the others, including the Organization Minister and the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, who were all leaning towards Zhu Yang. However, at this moment, they all lowered their heads and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

In this situation, I drew my sword and looked around, feeling utterly lost!

The meeting room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

He saw the faint smile on Liu Yuchen's face and the look in his eyes, which seemed to be mocking him.

Suddenly, Bi Yunyao lost her temper and grabbed a water glass, smashing it over the head.

This scene unfolded completely before Liu Yuchen's eyes. His feet instinctively wanted to move, to avoid it, but he was suppressed by his desire to improve.

At the meeting, people could yell and curse, but whoever laid a hand on someone was in the wrong! Anyone who fought back would also get a couple of slaps on the wrist.

"I will endure! Patience leads to great things!"

Immediately, Liu Yuchen closed his eyes, raised his hand to protect his face, and stood still, letting the water cup hit his arm and the still warm tea spill all over him.

"Bi Yunyao, what are you doing? You actually assaulted one of our comrades!"

Li Dakang's expression changed, and he shouted sternly, "If you burn him, how can Comrade Yu Chen preside over the work?"

Did it burn you?

It's not hot!

No, it's definitely hot!

"Ahhh!" (Please don't blame me, this is for the sake of the writing.)

Liu Yuchen jumped suddenly, took two deep breaths, his face flushed with excitement, and wiped himself with his hands.

"Hiss...whoosh"

"It's burning me!"

"Quick, quick, call a doctor! Call a doctor! Let Comrade Yu Chen take a look..."

Seeing how well he was performing, Li Dakang rolled his eyes inwardly, but quickly began to play along verbally.

The others were startled at first, then picked up their water cups and tentatively took a small sip. They frowned, then took a big gulp. Where was it hot?

That's idealism. Are you getting carried away?

"Liu Yuchen, stop putting on an act..."

Bi Yunyao knew perfectly well that this was all part of a performance.

He smashed the cup. By the time the doctor arrived, even if it was boiling water, the temperature had cooled down. How could someone burn someone through clothing?

At that time, he was like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to express his suffering.

"Bi Yunyao, ugh, try splashing me with boiling water and see what happens! Whew!"

Liu Yuchen frowned as he replied, his expression suggesting he had genuinely been burned.

Just then, something unexpected happened. After witnessing all of this, and realizing that his future was now blocked, Zhu Yang was overcome with rage. He couldn't catch his breath, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

*Snap* *Sizzle*

The chair slid backward under the weight of his massive body, and he himself fell heavily to the ground.

"Bang"

Those nearby seemed to feel the floor shake.

After a brief silence, everyone stood up.

"Comrade Zhu Yang?"

"Mayor Zhu?"

"Mayor Zhu? Are you alright?"

Nonsense, the person is already lying on the ground, why ask if they've passed away?

At this moment, Liu Yuchen's fever subsided, but he became somewhat flustered. He took a few large strides and squeezed into the crowd, looking at Li Dakang with a worried expression.

Li Dakang returned a reassuring look.

For him, these were all minor incidents.

Back in Handong, the Standing Committee and Democratic Life Meeting of Jingzhou City fought battles all over the country, and I even personally took to the field, throwing punches and kicks like rain. I even dared to jump up and raise my hand at the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. This is nothing compared to what I did back then!

Outside the conference room.

In the middle of the corridor, the elevator doors opened.

Several people rushed out in a hurry.

"Where? Where?"

The speaker was a doctor wearing a white coat, carrying a medicine box.

He is Hu Yan, the chief physician stationed at the Municipal Party Committee's Medical Affairs Office.

"Dr. Hu, the meeting room is on the left."

"Quickly, burns are no small matter."

Although Hu Yan is almost fifty years old, he is running faster than the young staff member leading the way.

In his mind, whether or not he made progress was another matter; if he arrived late and the responsibility was shifted onto him, then he would be in big trouble.

The group jogged to the conference room and pushed open the door.

At a glance, I saw a group of people gathered there, with the secretary, stenographer and other staff behind them running around anxiously.

Upon seeing this, Hu Yan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the boiling water had been spilled?

Damn it, I told you a long time ago that we should put bottled mineral water in the meeting room, but you insisted on drinking tea. Are you that greedy?

He ran over, cursing under his breath.