I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

Chen Dapeng regretted it immediately after sending the message.

I don't know why that sentence suddenly popped into my head.

He wanted to retract it; his finger hovered over the message, but he didn't press it, thinking:

"Forget it, I've already sent it, what's the point of taking it back? Let her see it, anyway, I'm not lying to her, this is what I really think."

He saw the "hmm" He Ying sent, along with an ellipsis and a question mark, and guessed that He Ying must have been stunned as well.

Meanwhile, on He Ying's side...

She was stunned for a moment when she saw the message Chen Dapeng sent, and then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

She waited for Chen Dapeng to reply, but after a long time, Chen Dapeng did not send any more messages.

She smiled to herself, thinking: I never thought Dapeng could be shy.

That night, he wasn't like that at all...

Thinking about it, she suddenly blushed...

Shake your head immediately, trying to stop thinking about what happened at the hotel that night...

……

Monday morning, in the office of Liang Yuanzheng, the municipal party secretary.

He sat behind his desk, with the stack of materials He Ying had brought spread out in front of him.

I looked at each page slowly, taking a long time to read each one.

Zhou Mingyuan sat opposite him, and He Ying sat next to Zhou Mingyuan.

Neither of them spoke, waiting for Liang Yuanzheng to finish reading.

The office was quiet, with only the sound of papers turning.

About half an hour later.

Liang Yuanzheng put down the last document, took off his glasses, placed them on the table, and leaned back in his chair.

"Comrade Mingyuan, you go first."

Zhou Mingyuan recounted the entire story of the case in Liuhe Town.

From the moment the audit team discovered the problems, to Fang Zhiwen's surrender, to He Ying's discovery of the provincial capital's assets, she recounted them one by one.

He didn't embellish the story; he was simply stating the facts.

He spoke for nearly ten minutes, during which Liang Yuanzheng did not interrupt, only nodding occasionally to indicate that he was listening.

After Zhou Mingyuan finished speaking, he glanced at He Ying.

He Ying took over and gave a detailed account of Fang Zhiqiang's four properties in the provincial capital, three companies, the flow of funds from Hongxin Consulting, and the money laundering chain of overseas accounts.

She went into more detail than Zhou Mingyuan, providing specific data, dates, and account names for each item.

After listening, Liang Yuanzheng did not immediately express his opinion. His expression was very serious, as if he was thinking about something.

He Ying looked at him, wondering: What is he thinking?

Are you considering the political implications of this?

Are you wondering who's behind Fang Mingyuan?

I'm still wondering who might be implicated if the investigation continues?

"Comrade Mingyuan, Comrade He Ying," Liang Yuanzheng stared into their eyes, "I've heard everything you've said. I have a few questions for you."

Zhou Mingyuan and He Ying nodded at the same time.

"First, do you have direct evidence to prove that Fang Mingyuan's assets in the provincial capital are related to him?"

He Ying replied, "Most of the properties and companies we've found so far are registered under Fang Zhiqiang's name."

However, Fang Zhiqiang is Fang Zhiwen's cousin, and Fang Zhiwen is Fang Mingyuan's cousin.

"This bloodline, combined with the financial connections, allows the disciplinary committee to trace further down the chain."

Liang Yuanzheng nodded, then asked:

"Secondly, is it possible that Fang Mingyuan knew the news in advance?"

Zhou Mingyuan and He Ying exchanged a glance.

He Ying said, "It's possible. He's been operating in the county for over ten years, so he has a wide network of information and connections in the province and city."

But when we came to the municipal party committee to report today, we didn't tell anyone our real purpose, so the news shouldn't have reached his ears yet.

Liang Yuanzheng nodded again and asked the third question:

"Third, if the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection gets involved, how long will it take to get a result?"

He Ying thought for a moment: "It will take at least a week, or at most half a month. Fang Zhiwen has already turned himself in, Zhou Deming has confessed, and we have the statements from Qian Cheng, Liu Jun, and Wang Lei. Fang Mingyuan can't escape."

Liang Yuanzheng remained silent for a moment.

He looked at the stack of materials on the table, then at Zhou Mingyuan, and then at He Ying.

He knew what this decision meant—initiating an investigation into an executive deputy county head was something that had never happened before in Qingshun County.

Fang Mingyuan had been operating in the county for more than ten years and had dealings with some leaders in the city.

If we investigate him, will it implicate others?

Who will be involved?

But if we don't investigate, the 1160 million yuan in Liuhe Town will never be clear.

Liang Yuanzheng picked up the pen on the table and wrote a line on the first page of the material.

He Ying couldn't see what he wrote, but she saw him push the materials aside and lean back in his chair.

"Mingyuan, He Ying, you two go back first. I'll have the people from the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection go to Qingshun County this afternoon."

Zhou Mingyuan was stunned for a moment.

He Ying was also taken aback.

They thought Liang Yuanzheng would hesitate, tell them to go back and wait for further instructions, or even ask more questions.

But he said directly, "I'll have the people from the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection go to Qingshun County this afternoon."

Zhou Mingyuan stood up, and He Ying followed suit.

"Secretary Liang, thank you," Zhou Mingyuan said.

Liang Yuanzheng nodded slightly without saying anything.

He picked up the pen on the table and continued reading the next document.

Zhou Mingyuan and He Ying walked out of the office and gently closed the door.

The corridor was quiet, and He Ying took a deep breath.

She thought she would have to say a lot, that Liang Yuanzheng would ask more questions, and that he would tell them to go back and wait for further notice.

But after reviewing the materials, Liang Yuanzheng asked three questions and made a decision.

Decisive and efficient, leaving no room for compromise.

"County Magistrate He."

Zhou Mingyuan's voice came from the side.

He Ying turned her head.

"Secretary Liang has agreed. Now it's up to the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection."

He Ying nodded without saying anything.

The two walked out of the municipal party committee building and stood at the entrance.

He Ying took out her phone and sent a message to Chen Dapeng: "Secretary Liang has agreed. The Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection will be here this afternoon."

After sending it, she stared at the screen.

Chen Dapeng replied instantly: "Great. Then Fang Mingyuan—"

He Ying picked up where he left off: "There's no escaping it."

……

Meanwhile, Liang Yuanzheng was present after Zhou Mingyuan and He Ying left.

He picked up the stack of materials and looked at them again.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Zhou Mingyuan and He Ying; he was confirming—confirming that these things could withstand scrutiny, and confirming that no unexpected events would occur after the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection intervened.

Ten minutes later, he closed the materials, placed them on the corner of the table, picked up the landline on the table, and dialed a number.

The phone rang twice and was answered.

"Secretary Han, please come here."

The person on the other end of the phone didn't ask what was wrong, only saying one word: "Okay."

Liang Yuanzheng hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair.

Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Han Yuming pushed open the door and went inside. He glanced at Liang Yuanzheng.

"Secretary, what instructions do you have for me?"

Liang Yuanzheng pointed to the chair opposite him.

"sit."

Han Yuming sat down opposite him, placed his notebook on the table without opening it, and waited for Liang Yuanzheng to speak.

Liang Yuanzheng pushed the stack of materials on the table in front of Han Yuming.

"Take a look at this first."

Han Yuming picked up the materials and turned to the first page.

He didn't ask "What is this?" or "Who sent it?", he just looked at it page by page.

He reads the materials faster than Liang Yuanzheng, but he doesn't skim through them; he focuses on the key points—glancing at the headline, looking at the key data, skipping long paragraphs of descriptive text, and going straight to the conclusion.

This is a professional habit of discipline inspection cadres: they review materials not to understand the process, but to find problems.

Less than ten minutes later, Han Yuming closed the materials, looked up, and stared at Liang Yuanzheng.

"From Qingshun County?"

"Yes. The case in Liuhe Town. Fang Mingyuan, the executive deputy county head."

Han Yuming tapped the cover of the document lightly with his finger.

Fang Mingyuan—he had heard of this name before.

The executive deputy county head of Qingshun County has been operating in the county for more than ten years and also has dealings with some departments in the city.

During his years at the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, he received more than one letter of complaint about Fang Mingyuan.

But each time, either there was no evidence or the clues went cold, and in the end, nothing came of it.

It's not that Fang Mingyuan is innocent; it's that his network of connections is too dense. Every time the investigation reaches him, the trail goes cold.

"Secretary Liang, what do you mean—"

"An investigation has been launched."

Han Yuming remained silent for a moment.

"Are these materials enough?"

Liang Yuanzheng leaned back in his chair, staring at Han Yuming.

Fang Zhiqiang owns four houses in the provincial capital, with a market value of over ten million yuan.

His three companies have a registered capital of ten million yuan.

His renovation company subcontracted the work through Hongda Trading, making a difference of three million yuan.

Three million went into his mother-in-law's company, to a 67-year-old retired worker.

The money left my mother-in-law's company, went overseas, entered a casino in Southeast Asia, was laundered, and then became an investment in a resort project.

He finished speaking in one breath without pausing.

"Secretary Han, tell me, is this evidence sufficient?"

Han Yuming remained silent for a moment.

That's enough.

"Then file a case."

Han Yuming nodded.

"Secretary Liang, I'll arrange it right away."