Officialdom: From village head to provincial party secretary

"How's things going in Nanzhou?"

It's still early.

Qin Shanhe got up early.

While drinking tea and eating snacks, he asked to his subordinates who were watering the flowers.

"Leader, according to the reports from our subordinates, more than 70,000 people have been infected with the plague in Nanzhou City, 30,000 of whom are from the city and 40,000 from the refugee camps. There are also more than 50 deaths."

The subordinate immediately replied with a smile.

"Not bad……"

Qin Shanhe was very satisfied with the result.

Although it's a bit cruel.

But isn’t the effect excellent?

"Where's Zhao Limin? What's his reaction?"

Qin Shanhe was eager to know what expression Zhao Liming had at this moment.

"Zhao Limin?"

The subordinate was stunned, looked over in astonishment, and said, "He is also infected."

"what?"

Qin Shanhe spat out a mouthful of tea, stood up suddenly, and looked over with wide eyes.

"The people below said that he was also infected, and he was vomiting blood and was in a coma. It seems...his condition is more serious than that of ordinary patients."

The subordinates didn't understand why their leader reacted so strongly.

So, I added again.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Qin Shanhe's old face turned red.

His eyes were soon filled with an intense fear.

Is this a plague?

Not at all.

It's a mixed poison.

In other words, these 70,000 people were all plague victims chosen by them.

But now tell him.

Is Zhao Liming also infected?

Will he get infected?

Absolutely not.

Because no one would poison him.

Now, he is in this situation.

What does it mean?

It means that Zhao Liming already knows about this.

Even...even want to use this incident to make a fuss.

"not good……"

Qin Shanhe seemed to have thought of something?

Shout loudly in your mouth.

He just threw away the tea and snacks in his hand.

"Ah... puff..."

The next second, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Qin Shanhe's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he felt dizzy and his whole body was covered with black veins.

poisoned.

That's right.

He was poisoned.

Moreover, they were hit by the mixed poison that he had used on the people of Nanzhou this time.

“Leader, leader…”

"Leader, what's wrong with you? Leader..."

"Oh no, the leader is vomiting blood..."

Whether it was the men next to him or the men outside the house, their faces changed drastically, and they shouted loudly and ran up quickly.

"Let's go, let's go back to the capital, quickly..."

Qin Shanhe's eyes were filled with fear. He opened his voice, shouting heart-wrenchingly and unwillingly.

He got it.

He understood everything.

He, Zhao Liming, knew about his plague plan.

Therefore...he wanted to use this so-called plague to keep himself in Nanzhou forever.

Even...even in order to avoid suspicion from his superiors.

He even pretended to be infected with the plague.

So cruel.

What a ruthless method!

"Quick, prepare the car and escort the leader back to Beijing."

"quick……"

The men quickly became busy.

After lifting Qin Shanhe into the car, the car rushed towards the airport at an extremely fast speed.

However, the car had not driven far before a turbulent river appeared in front of them, and the road ahead was directly washed away by the river.

“Is there any other way?”

"Where's the map? Where is the map?"

"Yes, but we have to take a detour of 500 kilometers..."

"Five hundred kilometers? Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Find a way to get the leaders to cross the river quickly, quickly..."

Seeing this scene, the men present were all panicked and started shouting loudly.

He was so anxious that he jumped around on the pot like an ant.

Do they know too well what this moment means?

Once the leader dies.

The consequences would be disastrous.

"That's too late……"

Just when his men were getting anxious and about to jump over the wall, Qin Shanhe grabbed one of them.

Qin Shanhe was originally a man in his seventies.

Now that he has been poisoned by this mixed poison, he can't hold on any longer.

More importantly, the poison he was poisoned with this time was not a minor one.

But it is highly poisonous.

"lead……"

The subordinates all looked over, tears streaming down their faces.

Although the leader in front of me is a little fierce, a little bad, and a little black-hearted.

But there is one thing that cannot be false.

He is his own leader.

Once the leader dies.

Their future is completely over.

"Dazhong, pass this to Tiesha and ask him to avenge me and kill Zhao Limin..."

Qin Shanhe took out a brocade bag from his clothes with difficulty.

Then he stuffed it into the hands of one of his men.

He shouted loudly in unwillingness.

"Pfft..."

With a sound of blood spurting out, Qin Shanhe died with his eyes open.

"lead……"

The men were stunned at first.

Then they cried out loudly and heart-wrenchingly.

The cries echoed throughout the entire broken river.

……

"Boss, check out..."

In an unremarkable small town.

The name of this small town is Hongjiang Town.

Because it is close to the Yangtze River, it is the only way to the north.

Therefore, many convoys heading north or south will stop for a rest in Hongjiang Town.

At this time, in Hongjiang Town, in a small restaurant called Grandma's.

A fat man who looked to be about 300 pounds and less than 1.6 meters tall, stood up from the dining table with the help of two of his men and spoke briefly to the restaurant owner.

"It's raining so hard, why don't you take a break before continuing on your journey?"

Just as the fat man was about to pay, a man's voice interrupted him.

The voice was neither fast nor slow, and even contained a hint of sarcasm.

Moreover, it seems particularly abrupt at this time.

"you……"

When one of the men next to the fat man heard this, he immediately got furious and looked towards the source of the sound angrily.

But just when he was about to burst into curse.

A familiar figure appeared before them.

"Zhao Limin?"

After the fat man saw who was coming, his pupils couldn't help but shrink and he spoke in a cold voice.

He actually met Zhao Liming here?

You know, this place is hundreds of kilometers away from Nanzhou!

"Should I call you Secretary Li? Or should I call you Master Li?"

Zhao Liming stopped and looked at the fat man in front of him with a smile.

That’s right, the fat man in front of him was the fat man who did not get out of the car and rescued Qin Shanhe, Shen Jiamin and Tan Aiguo in front of the provincial government gate that day.

He is also that cruel and ruthless.

The one who did not treat hundreds of thousands of people in Nanzhou as human beings.

Of course, he has two other identities.

Secretary of the General Administration.

And...the second master of the Li family in Beijing.

Perhaps many people don’t know about the Li family in Beijing.

However, there is an identity that many people are definitely familiar with.

That is... the family that He Jianlin married into.

"You want to keep me in Nanzhou?"

Li Er's pupils shrank and he asked in a cold voice.

Zhao Liming appeared at this time.

Even a fool knows what he wants to do next?