Mad Dragon Protecting the Flower
The next day at more than 10 o'clock, Yi Jun drove that broken Jetta straight to the Municipal Public Security Bureau. The gate guard connected Zhang Ziqiang's phone and let him pass immediately.
Yi Jun knew what Zhang Ziqiang looked like, not just from seeing him on TV, but also from repeatedly "studying" that video of Zhuang Wanqiu. It can be said that regarding Zhang Ziqiang's physical characteristics, whatever the citizens of the whole city knew, Yi Jun also knew; and he even knew what others didn't know.
As soon as he pushed open Zhang Ziyang's office door, he immediately recognized the beast in a solemn law enforcement attire.
"It's a pleasure to meet Director Zhang." Yi Jun smiled and sat down on the sofa, not waiting for Zhang Zi Qiang to say anything about taking a seat, very casual, "I'm Yi Jun, maybe Director Zhang doesn't have a good impression of me."
That's really straightforward, speaking on behalf of others and revealing their innermost thoughts.
Zhang Ziqiang walked over and closed the door, then turned around with a cold smile: "You're not here for Gao Wei and Lin Yashi's matter this time, are you?"
"It's indeed Gao Longsheng's close friend, and it seems Zhang Ju has figured everything out."
"So what's this so-called report of yours?" Zhang Ziqiang sneered, "Are you thinking that I'll help you mediate and plead on your behalf just because you've got some dirt on the Gao family? Don't be ridiculous! I'm a party member and a public servant, don't come to me with any dirty business. My relationship with Gao Longsheng is not bad, but that's only because we were classmates and comrades-in-arms, don't think that I'm particularly close to him."
Speaking with great righteousness, he was worried that Yi Jun's body had recording devices and had to be careful. Zhuge has been cautious all his life, this is Zhang Ziqiang's rule for being an official.
"Director Zhang is so eager to clear the relationship, it makes my next words impossible to say." Yi Jun laughed and said, "Forget it, since we don't see eye to eye, I'll take my leave then."
Yi Jun was straightforward and didn't drag things out. However, when he got up to the door, he rummaged through his pocket again and pulled out a small object, tossing it onto Zhang Zi Qiang's office desk: "A little trinket, hope Director Zhang likes it."
As he spoke, Yi Jun smiled and pushed the door to leave. But he didn't go downstairs, instead he rushed to the bathroom and slowly urinated. Because he knew that Zhang Ziqiang would change his mind.
Seeing Yi Jun's arrogant attitude, Zhang Ziqiang almost blew up. He had expected Yi Jun to beg him, asking him to let Lin Yashi off the hook, and even prepared a bellyful of sarcastic remarks. But unexpectedly, Yi Jun just walked away like that, completely ignoring him, the deputy director!
"You'll be begging for my help soon enough!" Zhang Ziqiang sneered, his gaze immediately fixed on a small object on the table - a USB drive that Yi Jun had tossed over.
Zhang Ziqiang was an old slicker, and suddenly realized that something was off. He knew that Yi Jun wasn't a fool, and dared to be so arrogant, he must have had some backing. Could it be that this kid had grasped something even more ruthless than Gao Longsheng had anticipated?
Suddenly, Zhang Ziqiang felt that this small U disk seemed a bit ominous.
He heavily picked up the U disk and inserted it into his laptop. Upon opening it, he found that there was only a video stored inside.
Zhang Ziqiang opened the video while holding a glass thermos cup and took a sip of water. But when the picture came out, he suddenly spat out a table, and the glass cup fell to the ground with a shake of his hand, shattering into pieces! The high-quality West Lake Longjing tea spilled all over the floor, looking extremely embarrassed.
On the screen, it was him and Jiangning's notorious socialite Zhuang Wanqiu in a passionate act! Uninhibited, enough to scare people to death. Zhang Ziqiang himself wasn't even clear when he had recorded this deadly thing!
Zhang Ziqiang is different from those underground thugs and business tycoons, he's a government official, and a bureau chief at that, enjoying treatment equivalent to a county head. If this thing gets out, it'll be a big deal!
The style issue is the same as corruption, if it's hidden and nobody pays attention to it, it's just a joke on the wine table. But once it's exposed and brought to the surface, a "moral decay" label can end his political career!
What's even more serious is that if it involves other problems due to style issues, what should be done? At that time, it will not only be punished, but also face imprisonment.
Zhang Ziqiang was flustered, the sudden situation caught him off guard and he couldn't hold himself together. His mind suddenly flashed with a hint of clarity, realizing that he absolutely could not let Yi Jun leave! Since Yi Jun had this thing to blackmail him, it proved that the video hadn't been spread out yet - publicly known things have no blackmail value. Since it hadn't been made public yet, then he needed to have a good "talk" with Yi Jun.
He hastily arrived at the window and saw that Yi Jun had slowly walked to the side of the broken Jieda. Zhang Ziqiang didn't say a word, first calling the gate guard: "Stop that Jieda, don't let him leave!"
Upon hearing his deputy director give such a stern order, the security guard thought that the owner of the Jetta had offended Zhang Ziyang and immediately patted his chest saying: "Director Zhang, rest assured! He absolutely won't get away! By the way, if he dares to rush in, should we... forcefully apprehend him?"
"Get hold of that fart and bring it back to me!" Zhang Ziqiang suddenly realized that his tone was a bit out of place, so he said, "Hmm, this is an honored guest, don't let him go just yet."
As he spoke, Zhang Ziqiang quickly dialed a phone call to Yi Jun. At this time, Yi Jun had just started the car, but was stopped by a friendly police officer at the gate of the bureau.
Zhang Ziqiang's voice was somewhat solemn, and he said: "Mr. Yi, I think there are some things we can discuss. If it's not convenient, we can go to the hotel to have a meal and talk about it in detail."
Suddenly, even the title for Yi Jun became "Mr. Yi".
Yi Jun Le Dao: "I'm a businessman, I know best the principle of making money by being harmonious."
"Yes, yes, yes, harmony is the most important, harmony is the most important." Zhang Ziqiang forced a smile and said, "It's 11 o'clock now, I'll arrange for dinner, we can have a meal together and consider it as making friends."
Yi Jun agreed, hung up the phone with a smile, and waited at the gate. Before long, Zhang Ziqiang walked out with quick steps, but his expression was pretending to be calm and composed. When he saw Yi Jun, he still showed a very gentle smile, not making other colleagues or subordinates notice anything abnormal.
But in her heart, she had already been messed up.
Sitting in Yi Jun's Jetta car, Zhang Ziqiang said with a serious expression: "Mr. Yi, this video..."
As a fifty-year-old, I'm still used to calling "videos" "films", guessing that I didn't watch fewer video tapes when I was young.
Yi Jun burst out laughing and said while driving: "In the official circle, there are countless romantic affairs. They're just small dishes to open one's appetite. Don't take it to heart, Director Zhang. Which normal man doesn't like this kind of thing? If such things are exposed, they become scandals; if not, they demonstrate tolerance. If caught, they become crimes; if not, they remain innocent."
Zhang Ziqiang also smiled awkwardly, but his heart felt a little lighter. Because from the tone of Yi Jun's words, it seemed that things could be negotiated.
"One sentence," Yi Jun turned his head and smiled, "Everyone has their own secrets, not revealing them is a high-level skill."
"Alright!" Zhang Ziqiang nodded with a smile, but his heart was bitter: But I've already exposed myself, what's the use of being a master?!
At this time, Zhang Ziqiang's brain had already started rapid rotation, thinking about how to respond before and after.
