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

Yangcheng.

Built against the mountain, the steps here are so steep they resemble a ladder to heaven, with buildings upon buildings and streets upon streets.

At this moment, in the municipal party committee building.

In the office of the municipal party secretary, a stern-looking middle-aged man was reviewing documents behind his desk.

This person was none other than Nie Dahai.

'Bang bang'

At this moment, a man knocked on the door and came in. He was about forty years old. This man was Huang Sheng, Nie Dahai's secretary and the top secretary of Yangcheng.

Holding a document in his hand, he stepped forward and said respectfully, "Secretary, I just received a notice for an emergency meeting."

"When?"

Without looking up, Nie Dahai continued signing and approving the documents with his pen.

"Secretary Yu and Director Pei will be present at the meeting tomorrow morning at nine o'clock."

As Huang Sheng spoke, he handed over the notice.

Nie Dahai put down his pen, took the notification document and looked at it. When he saw the names on it, his usually calm eyes finally changed.

Yu Tingyun and Pei Yihong.

Hao Jianguo, ..., Su Yunzhong, Nie Dahai, Chu Shijun...

With the exception of a few, almost everyone arrived.

As for the public security department, besides Hao Jianguo, Zhou Mutong, the executive vice minister, was also present, not to mention Qi Tongwei, a minor vice minister. Vice ministers from the China Banking Regulatory Commission and the Discipline Inspection Commission were also there.

What are they trying to do?

"secretary?"

Huang Sheng gently interrupted his thoughts, "Because you have to meet important guests later, I've scheduled my departure for 6:40 PM, and I expect to arrive around 9:00 PM. What do you think?"

"Can."

Nie Dahai nodded, casually put down the document, and just as Huang Sheng turned to leave, he suddenly asked, "What has Mingyu been up to lately?"

Huang Sheng paused, turned around, and said with a normal expression, "Secretary, Mingyu has been in Yangcheng these past few days."

"real?"

Nie Dahai stared straight at him, his eyes filled with a sense of oppression.

"Secretary, this is what I understand."

Huang Sheng was already used to it, and changed the subject, saying, "However, it seems that Mingyu met with Vice Mayor Liu today."

Nie Dahai's pupils shrank, and he said coldly, "Heh, what's a businessman like him doing seeing the police chief? Huang Sheng, go find him later and tell him to stay in Yangcheng obediently."

"Okay, Secretary Nie."

Seeing that there was nothing else, Huang Sheng turned and left.

'Click'

The door closed, Nie Dahai lit a cigarette, and picked up the list of meeting attendees again and again.

He then got up and walked to the window. Although the sky outside was clear and blue, he felt as if a strange dark cloud was hanging over his heart.

His intuition, honed over years in politics, told him that this matter was not simple.

He took a deep breath, exhaled a thin puff of smoke, and murmured, "Bai Jiang, Gu..."

Suddenly, his gaze turned cold, and he roughly guessed what was going on.

They must have found something over there.

And it won't be small.

He had heard about what Nie Mingyu had done.

The reason he said he had only heard rumors was because he dared not investigate further.

He had investigated many years ago, but out of guilt towards his son, he could never bring himself to do it.

Moreover, deep down, he himself dared not admit that after so many years of being demobilized, he had long since put on a mask for himself, believing himself to be incorruptible and honest.

He was afraid that the investigation would uncover something that would tear off his mask.

After finishing his cigarette, he turned and walked to his desk, sitting down. Looking at a faded old photograph on his right, Nie Dahai sighed softly.

I just hope it won't involve my son.

……

public security bureau.

Director's Office.

Nie Mingyu, still dressed in a black trench coat and sunglasses, sat across the desk with his legs crossed and his hands clasped on his knees. He said calmly, "Director Liu, I'm saying, aren't you police officers a bit too idle lately?"

Opposite him, a middle-aged man with a farmer-like face shook his head. His police uniform clearly identified him as Yangcheng City's No. 001; he was Liu Zhenhan, a member of the Standing Committee of the Yangcheng Municipal Party Committee, Vice Mayor, and Director of the Public Security Bureau. (Fan fiction, elevating his rank.)

"I don't quite understand what Chairman Nie is saying," Liu Zhenhan said with a shake of his head and a light laugh.

"Can't understand?"

Nie Mingyu repeated himself, a smirk playing on his lips. He lowered his leg, leaned forward, and said, "What I mean is, aren't you overstepping your bounds?"

"Our Longteng Group has always fully cooperated with your department's routine inspections, and we've never resisted or tried to evade responsibility, have we? But why are you interfering in the Coast Guard's affairs, and specifically targeting our business? Why is that?"

"Oh, Chairman Nie is talking about this,"

Liu Zhenhan suddenly realized, smiled slightly, rummaged through the pile of documents on his desk, and pulled out a document. "A couple of days ago, the Municipal Party Committee held a meeting and clearly stipulated that all items passing through the Maritime Administration must be strictly inspected and quarantined, and the 'three no's and four checks' must be implemented. This is just routine work for us."

After saying that, he didn't show the document to Nie Mingyu, but put it back. Then he lit a cigarette and asked, "What, is there anything in Chairman Nie's company that we can't inspect?"

"Of course not, I'm a legitimate businessman and I always abide by the law," Nie Mingyu said with a smile, but his eyes behind his sunglasses were icy cold.

"That solves it, doesn't it?"

Liu Zhenhan shrugged and said, "We have always protected the legitimate rights and interests of law-abiding businessmen. Chairman Nie, don't worry, just cooperate."

"Of course, if there's anything else you want to know, I suggest you ask Secretary Nie directly, rather than me."

"If you're worried about the hassle of inspections, why don't you just have Secretary Nie revise the regulations?"

That was said in a sarcastic tone, practically implying that if you need anything, talk to your dad, not me.

"No need. Longteng Group will definitely cooperate with the municipal party committee's decision."

After Nie Mingyu finished speaking, he gave Liu Zhenhan a cold look, got up and strode away, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Bang"

Liu Zhenhan shook his head and said dismissively, "Nonsense."

He then picked up the document on his left, opened it, and found a thick stack of complaint letters inside: "I am reporting Longteng Group..."

Looking at these complaint letters, Liu Zhenhan remained silent for a moment, then finally picked up the phone on the table and called his superiors directly.

In principle, he should have reported to the municipal party committee and the municipal discipline inspection commission, but as long as Nie Dahai was here, these things would probably go unnoticed.

A dozen seconds later, the call was connected.

"I am Qi Tongwei."

"Vice Minister Qi, I am Liu Zhenhan from Yangcheng," Liu Zhenhan said with a smile.

"Oh, it's Comrade Zhenhan. Why are you so distant?"

Qi Tongwei's voice was gentle and authentic.

"When you're at work, you use your job title, right?"

After saying that, Liu Zhenhan naturally changed his address, saying, "Since you don't want me to be so formal, I'll take the liberty of calling you Comrade Tongwei, haha."

You can call me Tongwei, it's fine.

The two are of similar rank, but Liu Zhenhan is a few years older.

I met him at a ministry meeting a few years ago, but we weren't very close.

It was only after Qi Tongwei went up that they gradually became familiar with each other.