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

No one spoke in the meeting room.

The only sound was the heavy tapping of fingers on the notebook cover.

Hey.

Hey.

Zhu Jichang's face twitched twice.

He glanced subconsciously at Zhao Lichun in the main seat, but Zhao Lichun was drinking tea with his head down and showed no intention of responding.

This is a huge deal.

Building a chemical plant next to a military restricted area is a serious offense.

"Standing Committee Member Shen, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

Zhu Jichang took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

He adjusted his glasses, his tone hardening.

"The No. 3 Chemical Industrial Park is a key provincial project, and its site selection has undergone multiple approvals from the Provincial Development and Reform Commission, the Provincial Environmental Protection Department, and the Luzhou Municipal Planning Bureau."

"The procedures are complete and legal."

"Isn't it a bit far-fetched for you to bring this up now?"

"As for the distance issue, that's a legacy of history, and we are working to resolve it gradually."

Zhu Jichang felt he had found a foothold.

As long as the procedures are legal, it's an administrative issue, not a legal one.

He could even turn the tables and say that Shen Zhong did not support local development.

"Is the process legal?"

He repeated those four words heavily.

He stopped looking at Zhu Jichang and instead opened the black notebook in front of him.

The sound of the paper turning was very soft.

But in the quiet conference room, it was exceptionally clear.

"Since Secretary Zhu is explaining the procedures to me, then I'll explain the regulations to you."

Shen Zhong lowered his head, looking at the first page of his notebook, speaking slowly and deliberately.

Article 12 of the Military Facilities Protection Law stipulates that within the security control area surrounding military restricted zones, it is prohibited to construct buildings that may endanger the safety and operational effectiveness of military facilities.

"The Luzhou No. 3 Chemical Industrial Park mainly stores flammable and explosive hazardous chemicals."

"The straight-line distance to the provincial military district's No. 09 missile reserve position is 480 meters."

Shen Zhong raised his head.

"Four hundred and eighty meters."

"Secretary Zhu, do you know what this distance means?"

"This means that if a leak or explosion occurs, my position will be directly paralyzed."

"Or rather, is this a 'paradetonation bomb' that you've prepared for my missile sites?"

Zhu Jichang's forehead was sweating.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found his throat dry.

"This...this might be a measurement error..."

"error?"

Shen Zhong smiled.

He turned to the second page of the notebook.

"Okay, let's not talk about distance, let's talk about the companies that have invested in this park."

"Luzhou Hongda Chemical Trade Co., Ltd., with a registered capital of 50 million yuan, is a first-class contractor."

"Legal representative: Wang Qiang."

Shen Zhong paused deliberately when he read the name aloud.

Zhu Jichang's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the teacup he had just picked up.

"Wang Qiang is your wife's younger brother, that is, your brother-in-law."

"Hongda Chemical subcontracted the project and made a lot of money in 'brokerage fees' without any investment."

"Secretary Zhu, should this money also be included in that so-called 'key project investment'?"

Zhu Jichang's face turned deathly pale.

He stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the marble floor with a screeching sound.

"You're talking nonsense! This is slander!"

"I am a cadre who has undergone organizational vetting, how dare you..."

"Whether it's defamation or not, we can have the comrades from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection investigate."

Shen Zhong interrupted his roar.

He didn't even glance at Zhu Jichang, and immediately turned to the third page.

His gaze shifted and landed on Zhou Guichun beside him.

Zhou Guichun kept his head down, pretending to be dead, when suddenly he felt two gazes like searchlights hitting his face.

His heart skipped a beat.

"Secretary Zhou."

Shen Zhong called out.

Zhou Guichun stiffened and managed a weak smile.

"Standing Committee Member Shen, what can I do for you?"

"I wouldn't call it giving advice."

Shen Zhong looked at the notes in his notebook.

"The newly built Wanda Plaza in the center of Lincheng City is quite impressive."

Zhou Guichun breathed a sigh of relief.

This project is a matter of great importance to the city; there's absolutely no problem with it.

"Yes, this is to improve the lives of citizens..."

"In order to improve their lives, they don't even need to review the construction plans for underground parking garages?"

Shen Zhong's tone suddenly turned cold.

"The main trunk line of the Lincheng wartime optical cable is located right below that square."

"Last month, a construction team cut a fiber optic cable, causing a three-hour communication outage for the military region."

"Does Secretary Zhou also consider this a 'legacy issue'?"

Zhou Guichun broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

He suppressed the matter.

He had the fiber optic cable repaired overnight and gave the military a sum of "compensation," thinking that the matter was over.

I never expected that all of this would be recorded in this black notebook.

"Standing Committee Member Shen, that's a misunderstanding, it was the construction team's mistake..."

"A mistake?"

Shen Zhong snorted coldly.

"The contractor for that construction team is called Lincheng Construction."

"If I'm not mistaken, the second largest shareholder of this company is your sister-in-law holding the shares on her behalf, right?"

"They not only failed to report the cutting of the national defense fiber optic cable, but also secretly bribed officials to cover up the incident."

"Secretary Zhou, in wartime, this would be enough to get you executed twice over."

Shen Zhong closed the notebook.

Snapped.

The sound was like a slap across their faces.

The entire conference room fell completely silent.

No one dared to speak.

The Standing Committee members who were just moments ago so agitated and ready to criticize Shen Zhong are now all keeping their eyes down, afraid that the black notebook will be opened again and their names will be read aloud.

Everyone has some poop under their butt.

Normally, everyone gives each other face, and no one will lift the lid on the lid.

But Shen Zhong doesn't follow that rule.

He came by overturning the table.

Zhao Lichun sat in the main seat, his face ashen.

He originally wanted to set rules for Shen Zhong, to let this young man know who was in charge in Handong.

Now look what's happened.

It became a heavy one-man show.

How can this be considered a democratic life meeting?

This is clearly a courtroom sentencing scene!

"Comrade Shen Zhong."

Zhao Lichun finally spoke.

His voice was a little hoarse.

"In some cases, if the facts are true, the organization will certainly investigate."

"But today's discussion is about work style; let's not turn the meeting into a personal attack."

"Moreover, the legality of the source of these materials is still open to discussion."

Zhao Lichun tried to steer the conversation back on track.

As long as Shen Zhong insists on procedural injustice, he will be unable to play his cards well.

Li Dakang sat to the side, glancing at Zhao Lichun and then at Shen Zhong.

His mind was in turmoil.

Although he disliked Shen Zhong's domineering style, the contents of this black notebook were indeed shocking.

If that's true, then Zhu Jichang and Zhou Guichun truly deserve to die.

Shen Zhong placed his hands on the notebook and leaned forward.

That oppressive feeling swept through the entire venue once again.

He looked at Zhao Lichun with undisguised mockery in his eyes.

"Does Secretary Zhao think this is a personal attack?"

"In my view, this is an intelligence report about the enemy."