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

After Chen Yuanda left Song Huai'an's office.

He didn't linger at the door. He walked to the stairwell, took out his phone, and dialed Hu Yuheng's number.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

He got straight to the point:

"Secretary Song reviewed the timeline and said we could prepare to close the net."

Hu Yuheng paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, as if to make sure he hadn't misheard:

"What about Zhao Zhengping?"

"right."

There was a two or three-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Hu Yuheng's voice was a little lower than before:

"I understand. I'll call Secretary Wang now."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Yuheng didn't delay and immediately dialed Wang Qingquan's number.

After the call connected, she conveyed the decision of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection:

"Secretary Wang, Director Chen sent a message back from Beijing. Secretary Song checked the timeline and said that it's time to close the net on Zhao Zhengping."

Wang Qingquan didn't ask any further questions, and replied with a single word:

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone.

Wang Qingquan went to Han Qiming's office.

When he reached the door, he saw that it was open.

Han Qiming was sitting behind his desk reading documents when he looked up and saw Wang Qingquan standing in the doorway. He put down his pen.

"Come in."

Wang Qingquan walked in, sat down opposite him, and began speaking directly:

"Secretary Han, I have an important matter to report to you."

The Central Commission for Discipline Inspection has already made its stance clear regarding Zhao Zhengping.

Secretary Song reviewed the timeline and concluded that the chain of evidence was complete, allowing for the swift apprehension of the suspects.

Han Qiming leaned back in his chair, remained silent for a moment, then picked up the landline on the table and dialed a number.

He said something into the phone:

"Secretary Liang, I'll go over there this morning to report in person."

After putting down the microphone.

He stood up, picked up a folder from the corner of the table, and looked at Wang Qingquan:

"I'll go to the provincial party committee first. You can make preparations for the coordination on your end."

Wang Qingquan stood up: "Okay."

……

At 10:30 a.m., Han Qiming arrived at the Provincial Party Committee.

Liang Hua was reviewing documents in his office when he saw Han Qiming enter. He put down his pen and pointed to the chair opposite him:

"Qiming's here? Have a seat."

Han Qiming placed the folder on the table without opening it.

"The Central Commission for Discipline Inspection has reviewed the complete timeline of Zeng Zhiyuan's case and believes that Zhao Zhengping's chain of evidence is complete."

Secretary Song's statement was—we can prepare to close the net.

Liang Hua listened without saying anything.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then asked:

"How was it arranged?"

Should we go directly to his office? Or arrange to meet him?

Han Qiming thought for a moment: "Let's invite him over. Going directly to his office would be too much of a commotion. I'm worried it might cause panic and create unnecessary trouble for the provincial party committee and government..."

Liang Hua was silent for a few seconds, then nodded:

"Can."

……

The special task force, Hu Yuheng's office.

Her phone rang; it was Han Qiming calling directly.

She quickly answered the call.

"Comrade Yuheng, I have reported to the Provincial Party Committee and we will proceed according to plan."

You should have someone contact Zhao Zhengping and say that some things need to be verified in person, and ask him to come to the task force this afternoon.

No need to mention anything else.

Upon his arrival, the proper procedures were followed, and he was immediately detained.

Hu Yuheng responded, "Okay."

After the call ended.

She walked out of her office and came to the door of the large office at the end of the corridor.

Chen Dapeng was sitting in front of his seat looking at the materials.

She stood at the door without going in, only saying four words:

"Come with me."

Chen Dapeng put down what he was holding, stood up, and followed her into the office at the end of the corridor.

Hu Yuheng sat down behind the desk and waited for him to close the door before speaking:

"Zhao Zhengping's operation is scheduled to close in this afternoon. Stay in the office and get ready to wait for further instructions."

Chen Dapeng paused for a moment, then, without asking any further questions, simply replied:

"it is good."

Then, he turned and left Hu Yuheng's office.

Then, Hu Yuheng picked up the landline on the table, dialed a number, and it was answered after two rings.

Her tone was calm, without any unnecessary preamble:

"Governor Zhao, this is Hu Yuheng from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection."

There are some situations that I need to verify with you in person.

If it's convenient, please come to the task force this afternoon.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then Zhao Zhengping's voice came through:

"What's going on?"

"Some details regarding the provincial capital project need to be confirmed in person."

There was another two seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Zhao Zhengping asked, "What time in the afternoon?"

Hu Yuheng: "Anytime before 3 PM is fine."

Zhao Zhengping: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Yuheng put the receiver back on the landline and opened the folder in front of him.

She turned to a certain page and stared at it for a long time.

That page happened to be about a sum of money that Zhao Zhengping had never mentioned before.

……

2:40 PM.

Zhao Zhengping's car was parked at the entrance of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection compound.

He got out of the car wearing a dark coat, without a briefcase or secretary.

He walked into the courtyard at a moderate pace, almost the same as the previous two times he had come.

After going upstairs, he walked through the corridor, paused at the door of the meeting room, and then pushed the door open and went in.

Chen Yuanda and Hu Yuheng were already waiting.

Chen Dapeng sat against the wall with his notebook open in front of him.

Zhao Zhengping sat down across the table, his hands on the surface, without moving.

Chen Yuanda didn't beat around the bush and said directly:

"Governor Zhao, we've invited you here today because there are some things we need your cooperation in explaining."

He opened the folder in front of him:

"Regarding your involvement in the provincial capital project, multiple testimonies and materials have pointed to your connection with the funding approval process."

We have already reviewed your previous explanation materials.

However, recent supplemental testimony indicates that you were aware of where some of the funds went at the time.

This is inconsistent with your statement in the explanatory materials.

Zhao Zhengping did not respond immediately.

He sat there, his gaze fixed on the table, and only looked up after a moment:

"I did not conceal anything in my previous explanation materials."

Chen Yuanda didn't respond to that sentence, but closed the folder and placed it on the table.

You don't need to answer here today. The organization will give you time.

Zhao Zhengping's gaze lingered on Chen Yuanda's closed folder for a moment before he looked away.

He didn't speak again, nor did he stand up.

The silence in the interview room lasted for about ten seconds.

Chen Yuanda stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.

At that moment, two uniformed personnel were standing outside the door.

Chen Yuanda stepped aside to make way for the doorway, and the two men walked in and stood on either side of Zhao Zhengping.

One of them said:

"Comrade Zhao Zhengping, please cooperate."

His voice was soft and flat, just a routine announcement.

Zhao Zhengping remained silent for a few seconds.

He knew what he was about to face.

Today, he won't be able to leave this building...

He slowly stood up, his body trembling slightly.

His hand was still resting on the edge of the table; he paused for a moment before letting go.

Then, he followed the two men out of the conversation room.