Reaching the Pinnacle: Starting from Joining the Discipline Inspection Commission

"My husband is dead!"

"Would it be convenient for you to come see me? I have something to tell you!"

10 PM.

Just as Wang Feng was about to lie down to sleep, he suddenly received two spam text messages.

"Idiot!"

He glanced at it, replied with two words, concise and to the point.

"I am Zhou Hongyu!"

Zhou Hongyu?

Wang Feng's eyes widened, and he felt that the water he had just drunk was a little too hot.

Zhou Hongyu is Tang Mingde's wife.

Tang Mingde is a member of the Standing Committee of the Rongzhou Municipal Committee of the CPC and the Mayor of Rongzhou.

He was Tang Mingde's secretary.

He actually called Zhou Hongyu an idiot without knowing the truth. If Tang Mingde found out, he would skin him alive.

This whole thing is a mess…

He immediately called back, and after the other end answered, he spoke cautiously.

"Hello, madam..."

"Wang Feng, Old Tang is in trouble!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Hongyu's words made his head buzz.

Has Tang Mingde gotten into trouble?

impossible!

This was his first thought after he realized what was going on. He had followed the other party for five years and knew Tang Mingde well; he would never do anything wrong.

"He's dead!"

Before he could react, Zhou Hongyu's voice came again, and with a loud bang, Wang Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

died?

Wang Feng felt like his brain was about to crash. He was fine before leaving get off work, so how could he be dying?

"He died in a car accident, just now. I only just received the news."

"Wang Feng, be careful during this time. There's something fishy about Lao Tang's death."

After Zhou Hongyu finished speaking, she hurriedly hung up the phone. Wang Feng put down his phone and stared blankly into thought.

Zhou Hongyu's last words kept replaying in his mind, the words "something's fishy" swirling around in his head.

What does this mean?

Could it be that Tang Mingde's death was deliberately orchestrated? Who would be so audacious as to target a department-level official? Are they out of their mind?

and also--

Zhou Hongyu warned him to be careful, but who? Could it be that the mastermind behind this was about to make a move against him?

For a moment, Wang Feng felt his mind was not quite working properly, and this sudden change inexplicably gave him a sense of crisis.

suddenly.

A thought flashed through his mind, and after getting out of bed, he rushed to the living room, took out a document from his bag, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Tang Mingde handed him the document before he left work, without saying anything, but just giving him a meaningful look.

At the time, he didn't understand, but now that he thinks about it, the other party probably meant something. He stared at the document, an unbelievable thought popping into his mind.

Could it be related to this document?

He stared at the document, and driven by curiosity, slowly opened it.

As he watched, his expression changed.

a long time--

He closed the file, only to find that his back was soaked with sweat.

This was no mere document; it was a sword hanging over his head, threatening him with certain death if he made the slightest mistake.

It contains materials they collected about the illegal and unethical conduct of Chen Dashan, the municipal party secretary, and others. Once exposed, Chen Dashan will definitely lose his position as municipal party secretary.

To prevent his scheme from being exposed, Chen Dashan secretly arranged for the car accident to be staged. However, he did not expect that Tang Mingde was prepared and had given him the documents in advance.

After failing to get what he wanted, Chen Dashan would turn his attention to him.

This means that—

Regardless of whether he has the document or not, he will be Chen Dashan's next target.

Wang Feng swallowed hard, feeling as if a pair of eyes were staring intently at him from the shadows, which made him shudder involuntarily.

Chen Dashan dared to lay a hand on Tang Mingde, let alone his own little secretary, not to mention that the secretary's biggest backer was gone.

If he were to make a move, wouldn't crushing me be as easy as crushing an ant?

He glanced at the materials and knew it was a hot potato, which he was now completely stuck with.

"What should we do?"

Wang Feng frowned, his mind racing, trying to find a way out for himself…

……

Time flies, and three days have passed.

Over the past three days, Wang Feng has experienced firsthand what it means to know the joys and sorrows of officialdom, and he has also come to understand the realities of official life.

From being fawned over by everyone to now being ignored even by dogs, it's impossible not to feel disappointed.

But he also understood that this was reality.

People used to fawn over him simply because Tang Mingde was still alive. But now that Tang Mingde is dead, he himself is barely able to protect himself. Continuing to fawn over him? He's dreaming.

Wang Feng shook his head and walked out of the mourning hall somewhat dejectedly. Three days had passed, and he still hadn't come up with a good way to save himself.

Thinking about the way Chen Dashan looked at him just now, as if he were looking at a dying man, Wang Feng's sense of crisis became even stronger.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I took it out and saw a message from Zhou Hongyu.

"Wang Feng, come to the Nightfall Hotel at 10 PM tonight. I'll be waiting for you in room 308!"

Seeing Zhou Hongyu's message of confidence, Wang Feng's eyes lit up, and a bold idea flashed into his mind.

Madam, Secretary, Secretary, Madam…

These two identities would inspire speculation anytime, anywhere, let alone meeting in a hotel, a place that naturally invites contemplation.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was worth a try. He'd already come this far, so why not take a gamble? Maybe he'd turn a bicycle into a motorcycle…

"Hello, is this Captain Gao from the Municipal Public Security Bureau's anti-prostitution squad?"

"I want to report that Mayor's Secretary Wang Feng will be having an improper transaction with a mysterious woman at the Nightclub Hotel tonight at 10 PM. The room number is 308..."

He deliberately concealed Zhou Hongyu's identity to avoid anyone noticing anything amiss and disrupting his plans.

After making the report, Wang Feng thought for a moment and then called a friend at the provincial TV station.

"Hey, do me a favor. Send a couple of people to room 308 of the Nightfall Hotel at 10 PM tonight. Something big is about to happen..."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Feng looked at the sunset in the distance and took a deep breath.

This is a bold decision that goes against the wishes of our ancestors, and it carries extremely high risks, but if successful, the rewards will be enormous.

soon…

It was 9:30 p.m.

Wang Feng stubbed out his cigarette, glanced around, and then turned and stepped into the Nightfall Hotel.

No sooner had he entered than Gao Yang and his men appeared at the entrance of the Nightfall Hotel.

He stared at the hotel entrance, his eyes flashing with deep hesitation and struggle.

Ever since he received Wang Feng's tip-off call that afternoon, his heart felt as heavy as lead.

Wang Feng's current predicament is well known, and now that someone has called to report him, he is worried that he is being used as a pawn.

"You two go to the back door, you two guard the front door, the rest of you come in with me!"

After struggling for a long time, Gao Yang finally made up his mind: any wrongdoing must be investigated and punished, that's the rule.

Although this might bring him a lot of trouble, he had no choice. Work is work, and there can be no carelessness.

at the same time.

Wang Feng has already entered the room.

"Madam, I'm sorry, it was my fault for not protecting our leader."

Wang Feng looked at Zhou Hongyu's haggard face and spoke first.

"Wang Feng, I'm preparing to go back to the provincial capital. Do you want to come back with me?"

Wang Feng paused for a moment, then shook his head.

He can't leave, and he shouldn't leave.

If he leaves, all their efforts over the past year will have been in vain, and Tang Mingde's death will have been in vain.

"So what do you plan to do?"

Zhou Hongyu was not surprised by Wang Feng's answer, and she also hoped that Wang Feng could fulfill Lao Tang's last wish, although the chances were slim.

"Madam, I've come to report this matter to you. After you sent me the message, I called and reported myself..."

"Report what?" Zhou Hongyu asked in surprise.

"Report this room for suspicious transactions tonight..."

"Wang Feng, you bastard!"

"I didn't call you here so you could run wild..."

Before Wang Feng could finish speaking, Zhou Hongyu's expression changed.

She gave a low shout, her eyes filled with disappointment as she looked at Wang Feng, seemingly never expecting him to be this kind of person.

"Madam, I...!"

Wang Feng hurriedly waved his hand, but then he heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door. His expression changed, and he knew there was no time to explain in detail.

"Madam, please believe me. Only in this way can we survive and clear Mayor Tang's name!"