Zhang ilin grabbed his room card and ca out of the private room, with Secretary He Cunhao closely following behind.
As the two entered the elevator, Zhang ilin suddenly whispered, "Xiao He, take to the hospital."
"Secretary, are you feeling unwell?"
"Yes, I might have a bleeding stomach; please take for a stomach wash."
Bleeding stomach!
He Cunhao was startled.
He pressed the button for the first floor.
Exiting the elevator, he supported Zhang ilin towards the car.
In the private room.
Song Guanchao was still eating and drinking while Fu Ying said softly, "Secretary Zhang has gone to the hospital."
"Yes," Song Guanchao wiped his mouth and glanced at Secretary Jin, who was being toasted by a group, and said, "That’s about enough."
Fu Ying asked, "Will he go?"
"I don’t know."
Song Guanchao’s plan was crude, and in it, he primarily served as a guide.
He could, of course, ask Zhang ilin to ssage Secretary Jin and ask Jin Rong to co to the room.
But he couldn’t do that.
That would be too obvious.
All he had to do was make sure Jin Rong happened to see the room number on the card.
Then he would tell Jin Rong that Zhang ilin was taking a shower and would discuss matters afterward.
But he did not specify where to discuss.
However, to Jin Rong’s ears, that ant discussing it in the room.
Normally, Jin Rong would definitely go to the room to find Zhang ilin on his own.
Now, it was a matter of seeing whether he’d go or not.
If he didn’t go, he wouldn’t fall into the trap.
Similarly, if Zhang ilin actually went to the hospital, he wouldn’t be affected either.
If he did go, he’d certainly fall into the trap.
The brilliance of this plan lay in the fact that no one physically interacted with Jin Rong or directly guided him.
Everything was a choice of his own.
Even if Jin Rong beca suspicious later, it would only be suspicion.
The backlash would not reach himself or Zhang ilin.
At that mont, Song Guanchao noticed Chen Guanyun grabbed his cell phone and operated it for a bit.
It seed he had started to take action.
About a quarter of an hour later, Jin Rong also put down his glass, grabbed his phone, and walked out.
He left the private room and called Zhang ilin, but no one answered.
No answer was fine; he rembered the room number on the card.
He arrived on the sixth floor and walked down the hallway searching for room 622.
Standing outside the room, he straightened his clothes and hair.
He had drunk quite a bit, which wasn’t a good state for discussing serious matters.
Alcohol could amplify one’s thoughts, making it easy to say things that shouldn’t be said.
But he thought it was not a big deal.
Song Guanchao must have already ntioned it to Zhang ilin, who knew what he was there for.
Thus, their eting wasn’t about communication, but about directly confirming which departnts he would take over.
During the last dinner party, he had offended Wu Qiangwei, and Governor Qu had severely reprimanded him.
He needed to finalize this matter urgently.
"Knock knock."
After waiting two or three seconds, footsteps were heard from inside, and the door was opened.
The room was dark, no lights were on.
Before Jin Rong could see clearly, a hand reached out and pulled him inside.
Jin Rong was about to speak when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and quickly lost consciousness.
...
Downstairs in the private room, Yao Jinsheng leaned closer to Chen Guanyun and said, "Mr. Chen, it’s done."
"Yes."
Chen Guanyun ignited a cigarette, frequently glancing at his watch.
After finishing a cigarette, he said, "Let’s move."
It was 8:17 PM.
Several plainclothes officers arrived at the hotel, heading straight for room 622 on the sixth floor.
"Knock knock."
They knocked for a while, but no one answered.
The plainclothes officers called a staff mber, who used a card to open the door.
They all rushed in.
Inside, a man was lying naked in a spread-eagle position on the bed, a slender woman straddling him, rocking back and forth, moaning.
Another woman was lying on the man’s chest, kissing his body.
The two won and one man were intertwined, naked.
The risqué scene made the officers swallow hard.
The woman, upon hearing the noise, turned her head around, her face paled, and with a scream, she climbed off Jin Rong, grabbed the blanket, and covered herself.
Jin Rong had woken up halfway through but thought he was still dreaming.
He indulged in the pleasure provided by the two won, enjoying it imnsely.
It was at this mont that the officers stepped forward and took out their phones to snap photos.
He suddenly realized what was happening and beca fully alert. He thought about how he had been dragged into the room and knocked out, the sudden service from the two won, and now the appearance of these strange n...
I’ve been set up!
He grabbed the blanket and covered himself with it.
...
In the private room.
Secretary Sun and the others were enjoying their drinks.
Although Secretary Lu had warned him not to be too conspicuous,
the local officials today had shown him considerable respect.
From the secretaries to the departnt heads, they took turns toasting.
The toasts were more flattering than the others, making them feel over the moon.
He was quite good at holding his liquor, but he had drunk quite a bit.
At one point, soone subtly suggested arranging so girls to relieve his fatigue.
Secretary Sun wanted to, but he declined.
At critical monts, one absolutely must not make mistakes.
He put his glass down, stood up ready to leave when Director Yao suddenly received a phone call.
After the call, his expression changed.
Secretary Sun asked, "Director Yao, what happened? Is your wife checking in on you?"
Director Yao forced a smile, shook his head, and didn’t speak. He quickly walked over to Chen Guanyun and whispered a few words.
Chen Guanyun’s expression also changed.
Secretary Sun and the others, though slow, realized sothing wrong might have happened.
Chen Guanyun stood up and said, "Thank you all for attending today. It’s getting late, and you should all head back to rest. Tomorrow is the weekend, and I’ve arranged for colleagues from the tourism bureau to show you around and let you experience the cultural charm of Dujiang City."
Secretary Sun was curious and went up to ask, "Secretary Zhang, has sothing happened?"
Chen Guanyun seed troubled and paused for several seconds before sighing, "Indeed, sothing has happened, but one does not air one’s dirty laundry in public, and it’s not appropriate to tell you about it."
The more he said that, the more curious Secretary Sun beca.
"Secretary Zhang, if there’s anything I can help with, just say the word."
Song Guanchao also approached and said, "Secretary Zhang, our purpose here is to supervise. If a comrade has erred, you mustn’t cover for them!"
Chen Guanyun appeared conflicted and finally bit the bullet and said, "Director Yao, you tell them."
Yao Jinsheng was sowhat afraid of Song Guanchao, having suffered under his hand before.
He coughed and said, "I just received a phone call. The hotel staff reported so guests, and we sent soone to apprehend them... the result, we caught one of our own comrades."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Secretary Sun and the others turned strange.
This was too coincidental, wasn’t it?
And to think it was revealed during their dinner.
If this wasn’t a setup, nobody would believe it.
It was not just a setup; they also wanted to drag the inspection team down with them.
They didn’t ask further, not wanting to get involved in this.
Secretary Sun regretted his curiosity; he shouldn’t have asked actively.
Seeing their silence, Yang Qingquan from the Disciplinary Committee frowned and asked, "Who was caught?"
Yao Jinsheng hemd and hawed a bit before saying, "It was Secretary Zhang ilin."
"What?" Secretary Sun’s pupils contracted, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.
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