Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

The Standing Committee members sat in the conference room, looking at each other with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

When they heard Sima Bo say that he would conduct an exit audit on Wen Tao, the shock in their hearts was like a surging wave, instantly drowning their thoughts.

Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths slightly open, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

At this time, the Standing Committee was completely controlled by Sima Bo. His powerful aura and majesty made everyone feel an invisible pressure.

Unlike Zhao Lei, these members of the Standing Committee have spent most of their lives grappling with their careers, finally reaching their current high positions. For them, every step was filled with hardship and calculation.

Therefore, facing the current situation, they simply did not have the courage to stand up like Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei has reached the point of throwing everything into despair, but the other members of the Standing Committee cannot act so impulsively.

After all, the positions they have worked hard for for many years are hard-earned. If they lose everything because of a momentary impulse, it will be a loss.

Moreover, the Secretary-General who had already left was just a passing cloud to them, and it would not be wise to stand up for him.

Furthermore, the exit audit is a procedure clearly stipulated by the state, and no one has the right to interfere with it at will.

Thinking of this, all the members of the Standing Committee lowered their heads. After a moment of silence, they said in unison: "I agree!" "Agree!" "I agree too!"

The sounds rose and fell, echoing throughout the conference room.

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The meeting finally came to an end, and all the issues and details related to the meeting flew into Wentao's keen "ears" without omission, as if they had wings.

Normally, a normal person would be so angry that they would slam the table and grit their teeth when hearing this kind of thing.

But Wen Tao just shook his head gently. Not only was there no anger on his face, but he even had a barely perceptible smile.

He slowly walked to the window of the office building of Liao'an Hotel and stared quietly at the bustling scene of traffic and people coming and going on the streets of Anyang City outside the window.

A "Defeat the General" cigarette burned quietly between Wentao's fingers, and smoke rose up.

When the cigarette was almost finished, Wentao turned away from the window and returned to his slightly messy desk. He opened his laptop and scanned the screen, finally stopping on a folder titled "Evidence."

I clicked the right button of the mouse and pressed the print button.

As the printer hummed, sheets of material were spit out continuously.

Wentao waited patiently for the last sheet of paper to slide out of the printer, then carefully picked them up one by one and sorted them out carefully.

Every page of paper seems to carry a heavy secret, which requires Wentao to carefully sort out and organize.

After a while, all the materials were sorted out.

Wentao put them into a thick file bag and sealed it tightly.

Then, he took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the room of Sun Mingli, the head of the Central Committee Inspection Team.

This file bag contains some "black materials" on relevant cadres in Liaoan Province that Wen Tao collected during his tenure as provincial inspector.

Back then, due to comprehensive consideration of many factors and the advice given by Jian Hongguo, Wen Tao had to let these cadres go temporarily.

However, fate is always full of drama, and now most of these cadres are involved in Sima Bo's promotion and appointment.

Although he did not deal with it at the time, Wentao kept all the materials in his hands.

Now, it's time for these materials to come into play!

Secretary Sima, since you are so unkind and unjust, don’t blame me for throwing the “trump card”!