Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

The provincial party committee office building, 9 p.m.

Sha Ruijin returned to his office, and as soon as the door closed, the seventh draft of the self-inspection report was slammed onto the table, the pages scattered, and the red annotations flipped to the top.

No one dared to look up from the outer room of the secretariat. Secretary Bai stood at the door with a cup of tea in hand, the lid of the cup clinking against the rim.

Sha Ruijin looked up.

"Notify the Secretariat that the review of the self-inspection report will resume tomorrow morning."

Secretary Bai put down her teacup and carefully observed his expression.

"Is it still the same topic?"

Sha Ruijin gathered the scattered reports together and pressed his palm on the cover.

"Revised. Issues related to the provincial party committee's centralized management of materials and organizational discipline."

Secretary Bai's back tensed up.

"Should the joint military and civilian case files submitted by Secretary Shen today be included as attachments?"

Sha Ruijin raised his head and looked down at him.

Secretary Bai immediately lowered her head by half an inch.

"What I mean is that the materials have already been distributed at the meeting, and if the attachments are not listed, there will be gaps when reviewing them later."

Sha Ruijin pushed the teacup away, the bottom of the cup scraping against the table with a short sound.

"Materials from other systems that are not under the unified jurisdiction of the Provincial Party Committee cannot be used as official attachments to the Provincial Party Committee. You are responsible for drafting the notice; the wording must be precise."

Upon hearing this, the secretaries in the outer room all stopped writing.

Someone looked up briefly, then quickly looked down again.

Secretary Bai held the notebook, her throat tightening.

"What about Secretary Li and Secretary Tian...?"

Sha Ruijin interrupted him.

"No one is exempt from organizational discipline."

Secretary Bai nodded and turned to leave.

Sha Ruijin called him back again.

"Please have Wu Chunlin come over. Now."

Twenty minutes later, Wu Chunlin arrived.

He was wearing a dark jacket, his hair still damp from outside, and he had a cadre appointment record book between his fingers. He didn't sit down after entering the room.

Sha Ruijin pointed to the sofa.

"Comrade Chunlin, sit down and talk."

Wu Chunlin placed the notebook on his lap.

"Secretary Sha, please let me know if you need anything."

Sha Ruijin pushed a form onto the coffee table; it was the page about Liu Ming's exceptional promotion.

"The wording of this record is too harsh. The phrase 'the main leader insisted on promoting him exceptionally' should be changed to 'approved after collective discussion by the leadership team.'"

Wu Chunlin did not pick up a pen.

He looked at the table and spoke after two seconds.

"Secretary Sha, records of cadre appointments are not propaganda materials; they cannot be revised afterward."

Sha Ruijin's face darkened.

"The leadership team did indeed hold a meeting at the time."

Wu Chunlin opened the notebook, revealing a copy of the meeting minutes.

"The Organization Department has reservations, and Tian Guofu has also raised the risks. It's all in the minutes. If you ask me to change it, how can I explain it to the original record?"

It was very quiet outside.

Secretary Bai stood by the door, a crease appearing in the draft notice in her hand.

Sha Ruijin stared at Wu Chunlin, his chest heaving slightly.

"Comrade Chunlin, are you trying to shift all the blame onto the provincial party secretary?"

Wu Chunlin closed his notebook slowly.

"I'm protecting organizational procedures. If procedures can be changed today, anyone can be changed tomorrow."

After those words were spoken, there was a brief silence in the office.

Secretary Bai's pen fell to the ground with a thud.

Sha Ruijin didn't even look at him.

"You go back first."

Wu Chunlin stood up and picked up his notebook.

He stopped at the door.

"Secretary Sha, I will attend tomorrow's meeting. I will also bring the original documents."

The door closed.

Sha Ruijin stood behind the table, his finger bones pressing down on the report, causing a dent in the paper.

Secretary Bai bent down to pick up the pen, not daring to make a sound.

Sha Ruijin suddenly spoke.

"Call the General Office of the Discipline Inspection Commission to discuss the follow-up procedures for Liu Ming's detention and suggest that they be postponed."

Secretary Bai immediately dialed the number.

After the call was connected, he had only said a couple of sentences when his expression changed, and he handed the receiver to Sha Ruijin.

When Tian Guofu spoke on the other end of the line, his firmness could be heard even through the microphone.

"The decision to file a case is not an eraser."

Sha Ruijin held the receiver.

"Secretary Tian, ​​the Provincial Party Committee has made unified arrangements. You can't just focus on the procedures of the Discipline Inspection Commission."

The sound of files being flipped through came from the other end of the phone.

Tian Guofu did not back down.

"Secretary Sha, the detention approval process has entered the legal stage. Anyone who wants to suspend it, please provide me with a written opinion, stamped with the provincial party committee seal."

Sha Ruijin's hands tightened.

Are you trying to force me to sign?

Tian Guofu paused for half a second.

"I'm asking the program to speak."

The receiver was put back by Sha Ruijin, and the base made a dull thud.

Secretary Bai stood to the side, her face pale.

The Organization Department couldn't suppress it.

Even the Discipline Inspection Commission couldn't suppress it.

Sha Ruijin turned to look out the window. The streetlights in the provincial party committee compound were on, and the shadows of the trees pressed onto the driveway.

After a moment, he turned around.

"A notice to interview Li Dakang was issued to the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee. The reason given was that he violated organizational discipline by arbitrarily introducing materials from other systems to disrupt a provincial party committee meeting."

Secretary Bai didn't dare ask any more questions this time and immediately lowered her head to take notes.

"Is the time set for 9:00 AM tomorrow?"

"Nine o'clock." Sha Ruijin closed the unfolded self-inspection report again. "Doesn't he like to talk about evidence? Let him come to the provincial party committee to talk."

……

At the same time, the lights in the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee office were still on.

Li Dakang stood in front of the long table, his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, with a list of Haizhou Port enterprises restructured in 1998 spread out in front of him. The names of several deregistered companies were circled in red, and next to them was a table showing the flow of funds for the Jingzhou urban renewal project.

A staff member from the municipal party committee knocked on the door and came in, holding a fax.

"Secretary Li, this is a notice from the Provincial Party Committee General Office to schedule a meeting."

Li Dakang didn't look up.

"Put it there."

The staff member placed the notice on the table and looked a little tense when he saw the words "organizational discipline" on the paper.

"Secretary Li, won't this affect the cadre team in Jingzhou? Everyone below is watching the provincial party committee's every move."

Li Dakang picked up the notice, glanced at it, and casually placed it next to the list.

"He wanted to talk about discipline, so I talked to him about accounts."

The staff member was stunned.

Li Dakang circled a company on the list with a red pen.

"Haizhou Shungang Labor Service Company. The deregistration date was nine days before the acquisition of the company by eleven companies in Jingzhou at a 30% discount."

The red circle fell, and the pen tip poked a small dent into the paper.

The staff members leaned closer to take a look, and even slowed their breathing.

"Did this company also receive funding for urban renewal projects?"

Li Dakang turned to the second page of the fund flow chart.

"It's not that they went in, it's that they went around in circles and came out again. Haizhou Port Affairs, Shungang Labor Services, Haiheng Consulting, the names change frequently, and the footprints in the accounts haven't been wiped clean."

He picked up the phone and dialed Tian Guofu.

When the call connected, there was also the sound of pages turning on Tian Guofu's end.

Li Dakang got straight to the point.

"I'm going to the provincial party committee tomorrow, and I won't go empty-handed."

Tian Guofu looked at the red stamp on Liu Ming's detention approval paperwork and capped his pen.

"I won't go empty-handed either."

Li Dakang threw the red pen on the table.

"If Sha Ruijin wants to hold a second meeting, then let him hold it. The first meeting was a slap in the face, and the second will draw blood."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Tian Guofu didn't laugh, but his tone hardened.

"Comrade Dakang, don't speak too confidently."

Li Dakang looked at the deregistration date of Shun Gang Labor Service.

"Don't worry, I'll bring the account books."

The night was pressing down on the municipal party committee compound outside the window, and the fax machine was still spitting out paper.

A new page of the list slides out, with half of the bottom line of small print showing.

"Filing of change of actual controller of Haizhou Shungang Labor Service Company".

Li Dakang reached out and pressed down on the page, his gaze lingering.

The registration agent is Bai.