"Oh, isn't this Secretary Guo? What's the matter? Couldn't stick it out at the Political and Legal Committee and ca here to surrender? You're a high-ranking provincial official, you know. This small temple can't accommodate such a big deity as you."
A single sentence.
Full of sarcasm.
After all, the recent events of Chen Fang have caused quite an uproar in the city, and Guo Pingjian's role in it is well-known to everyone.
Under normal circumstances, Guo Pingjian would have retorted long ago.
But today is different.
He wasn't here to argue with Wang Xiajun.
"Secretary Wang, can we go to the office and have a chat?"
Guo Pingjian asked sincerely.
Wang Xiajun waved his hand dismissively, saying, "I don't have ti for your idle chat, Secretary Chen is about to arrive, and there's plenty to deal with."
He deliberately ntioned Chen Fang to provoke Guo Pingjian.
This is what you'd call kicking soone when they're down.
Or hitting a man when he's down.
It's the norm in the political scene, nothing to complain about.
Just as Wang Xiajun was about to leave.
Guo Pingjian called out, "Secretary Wang, how has Master Hongyi of Myriad Buddha Temple been lately? I haven't visited in a while, is he still in good health?"
This sentence.
Imdiately made Wang Xiajun stop in his tracks.
He turned back abruptly, looked at Guo Pingjian, and asked, "What do you an?"
Guo Pingjian shrugged and said, "Oh, nothing much, you know, things haven't been going well for lately, so I thought about asking Master Hongyi for a divination, or maybe conducting a ritual, perhaps relocating an ancestral grave, to sweep away bad luck. Who knows, maybe then my official career would be smooth sailing."
Wang Xiajun's expression suddenly beca a bit unnatural.
He paused for a mont.
Turned around and called his secretary, whispered a few words to him.
Then, with a tense expression, he opened the office door and said, "Let's talk inside."
The two of them entered the office one after the other.
Guo Pingjian rarely ca here.
But he still sat down calmly, crossing his legs.
He knew that Wang Xiajun didn't smoke and couldn't stand the sll of smoke, but still lit a cigarette and said, "Secretary Wang, don't just stand there. You're on your turf, make yourself comfortable."
Wang Xiajun said nothing.
After sitting down, he nervously asked, "What exactly do you want?"
Guo Pingjian smiled and said, "Regarding my situation, Secretary Wang surely knows, once Chen Fang is back, he's bound to deal with . I hope Secretary Wang can say so good words for then. It's not too much to ask, is it?"
"What if I don't want to help?"
Wang Xiajun tentatively asked.
Guo Pingjian chuckled.
He said, "I'm not a good person, if I fall, I'd like so company along the way. Secretary Wang, with all our bickering, it'd be less lonely, wouldn't it?"
Wang Xiajun's face slowly began to turn red.
His breathing also beca rapid.
A minute later.
He seed to have thought it through.
He let out a long sigh and said, "Fine, I'll do my best, whether it helps or not isn't within my control."
This was precisely the outco Guo Pingjian wanted.
He smiled slightly.
Stood up and said, "Having Secretary Wang's word is enough, as they say, no acquaintance without a fight. We indeed had so misunderstandings before, but I believe from today onwards, we're good friends. No, more like grasshoppers on the sa string, that seems more fitting, as Secretary Wang surely wouldn't consider a friend, right?"
After saying this.
Guo Pingjian walked away leisurely with his hands clasped behind him.
In his heart, he kept secretly rejoicing, the decision he made a while ago was indeed the right one.
Where should we start with this?
Actually, if we trace it back to the beginning, it all started with the conflict between the two.
The political and legal system, although a state instrunt of violence to the general public.
But in the officialdom, the Disciplinary Committee definitely holds more power.
After Wang Xiajun had captured his own trusted subordinates.
Guo Pingjian really didn't have any viable ans of counterattack.
He, being soone who always enjoyed using shady tactics, then transferred two capable officers from the Public Security Bureau's Intelligence Division to dig up dirt on Wang Xiajun.
Unexpectedly, a blind cat caught a dead mouse.
Guo Pingjian really got sothing on him.
Wang Xiajun, on the surface, was a stern and impartial Disciplinary Committee Secretary.
But in reality, he was a downright "superstitious person."
Others might hold an attitude of "better to believe there is" towards deities.
But Wang Xiajun was different.
His love for superstition bordered on obsession.
On the first and fifteenth of every month, he would dress in civilian clothes and go to the Myriad Buddha Temple in the suburbs for worship, praying for Buddha to bless his political career with smooth sailing.
Besides that, he was profoundly devoted to the abbot of Myriad Buddha Temple, Master Hongyi.
Many years ago.
For promotion.
He sought a divination from Master Hongyi.
Master Hongyi told him the location of his family's ancestral grave was not ideal.
Thus, under Master Hongyi's "recomndation."
Wang Xiajun decided to relocate his family's ancestral grave to a forest park.
For this.
He didn't hesitate to use his power to seize state land and even constructed the ancestral grave in an extrely luxurious manner.
There's another matter.
During his tenure as City Disciplinary Inspection Committee Secretary.
Master Hongyi told him he had a nesis, soone whose re existence would greatly impact his political career. This person was 47 and of a water destiny, while Wang Xiajun was of a fire destiny, water controls fire, aning the nesis must be eliminated swiftly.
After returning.
And conducting so investigations.
The then 47-year-old Deputy Secretary of Hanguang District Committee, Hong Bo, ca into his sights.
Firstly, the age perfectly matched.
Secondly, the na "Hong Bo" was closely associated with "water."
rely based on these two points, he arbitrarily concluded that Hong Bo was his fated nesis.
To get rid of this completely unconnected person.
As a Disciplinary Committee Secretary, he imdiately ordered his subordinates to investigate Hong Bo.
Regrettably, after extensive probing, it turned out that Hong Bo was unbelievably clean—a totally devoted public servant.
Of course.
Whether soone is a good official is determined by him, the Disciplinary Committee Secretary.
Since the proper ways were futile, he turned to sinister thods.
He found a familiar businessman to approach Hong Bo for a favor.
This businessman gifted Hong Bo two bottles of homade rice wine from his hotown.
Hong Bo happened to love alcohol and, hearing it was low-value rice wine, accepted them without hesitation. Little did he know, these bottles were not rice wine at all but aged Maozi wine worth tens of thousands per bottle, disguised inside.
And so.
Hong Bo was accused of corruption and bribery.
No matter how much he protested his innocence.
Wang Xiajun still expelled him from his post, from the Party, and from the cadre team.
Creating a complete wrongful case.
What puzzled Wang Xiajun was, he executed these two things extrely secretly, except for a few of his close confidants, almost no one knew. How did his archenemy Guo Pingjian co to know?
If the superstitious activities were known through surveillance, how could the matter of Hong Bo be explained?
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