Chapter 261 Careful thinking
Jianshan Club.
Zheng Yihong walked in from the door with brisk steps, walked in front of Gao Mingyuan, and said with a smile: "I got the report letter, it's about Yang Dong."
Gao Mingyuan put down his teacup, looked up at Zheng Yihong and said, "Yang Dong, the vegetable market?"
"Yes, the vegetable market." Zheng Yihong nodded affirmatively.
Gao Mingyuan took a sip of tea and said, "Clean up the tail. We must not let this happen to us."
But looking at his expression and listening to his tone, he seemed a lot more relaxed. For Gao Mingyuan, as long as it was not directed at him, it was fine.
Zheng Yihong nodded and said, "I know, I'll arrange it right away."
Then he stood up, walked away with his long legs.
After Zheng Yihong left, Gao Mingyuan also stood up. He was ready to relax. The anti-gang office had made him nervous for two days, and today he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Gao Mingyuan came to the dance studio in the club, where Mai Jia was learning to dance with great effort. Her agile dance moves showed that she had already reached the standard of a girl group.
Seeing Gao Mingyuan, Mai Jia danced more seriously, showing off her feminine beauty and perfect curves.
Gao Mingyuan admired her quietly, but there was no desire in her eyes. He loved power and money, but not beauty.
On the surface, Mai Jia is his girlfriend, but he has never picked this beautiful flower on the grounds that Mai Jia's mother has not yet agreed.
In fact, Mai Jia was just his tool, a tool he used to win over and control the royal government.
Although Gao Mingyuan is not a member of the officialdom, he can decide the promotion of many people. Therefore, he is particularly power-hungry, and Wang Zheng and others are his tools to manipulate the officialdom.
As soon as the dance was over, Mai Jia ran to Gao Mingyuan, pulled his arm and said coquettishly, "Lao Gao, how was my dance?"
Gao Mingyuan said gently: "I think it's good, but my opinion doesn't count. Only the teacher's opinion counts."
To anyone who looks at him, he is a gentle and refined Confucian businessman, not a ruthless gangster boss.
“Miss Mai learns quickly and is very talented. She can now perform on stage,” the dance teacher praised.
Gao Mingyuan still had a bright smile on his face and looked gentle and elegant. "Thank you, teacher. It's all because of your good teaching. Xiao Fang will take you back."
Mai Jia put her arm around Gao Mingyuan and chattered away. The love between her brows could not be hidden. She looked exactly like a little girl in love.
It’s a pity that she didn’t know that the person in front of her was the enemy who killed her father and mother.
"You still have to continue learning. Once you have acquired the skills, I will invest in a movie and find Zhang Yi to be the director, and you will play the leading female role." Gao Mingyuan made a big promise.
Mai Jia's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, "Lao Gao, are you telling the truth? Please let me act in Director Zhang's movie."
"How could it be false? As long as you have money, there is nothing that is impossible in this world." Gao Mingyuan said with a smile. He did not think it was difficult to act in Zhang Yi's movie.
As soon as these words came out, Mai Jia's face turned red with excitement and she was almost about to reach a climax. At this moment, Zheng Yihong called.
Gao Mingyuan glanced at the phone, then said to Mai Jia, "You go back first, I have something to take care of."
"Then come back and accompany me as soon as you are done with your work." Mai Jia kissed Gao Mingyuan, then left obediently, twisting her graceful body.
I really don’t know if Gao Mingyuan is incapable or has a strong willpower. He can remain unmoved in the face of such a beauty.
After seeing Mai Jia leave, Gao Mingyuan picked up the phone and asked, "Is the matter settled?"
"The notice has been sent down and it is being processed." Zheng Yihong paused and continued, "The matter with the High-tech Zone did not work out. Song Jie is a stubborn person and he did not respond at all. Manager Guan tried many methods but none of them worked."
"Come over and talk." Gao Mingyuan said expressionlessly.
Zheng Yihong came quickly, followed by a hot woman who looked to be in her thirties, with big breasts, a thin waist, and a pair of long legs wrapped in black stockings.
This outfit is definitely the most fashionable in this era, and her figure and appearance are unique even in the entertainment industry.
She is Gao Mingyuan’s public relations manager Guan Shanshan. There is no goal that she cannot achieve. This is her first failure.
"Mr. Gao." The woman's voice was naturally lazy and full of charm.
Gao Mingyuan did not look at the woman, but was making tea by himself, as if making tea attracted him more than the girl.
"Come on, sit down and talk." Gao Mingyuan didn't even raise his head, still concentrating on his tea ceremony.
"Mr. Gao, I'm sorry..."
Gao Mingyuan put down the teacup in his hand and interrupted her: "You know I don't like to hear sorry, I just want to know how to take down Song Jie."
Guan Shanshan shook her head and said, “I have tried everything, but the power, money, and beauty I promised are all ineffective.
Song Jie has a strong will. He works all day long, goes home right after work, and never socializes. I really can't find any opportunities."
Guan Shanshan was about to continue speaking when she was interrupted by Gao Mingyuan.
"Oh, there is such a person. Did you take action yourself?"
Gao Mingyuan has great trust in his public relations manager and finds it hard to believe that anyone can ignore her charm.
Guan Shanshan nodded in frustration, "I tried twice and failed both times.
But I can see that Song Jie is not unmoved, he just has a strong will. I can see twice that he is suppressing himself badly. "
"Interesting, there are still people you can't defeat." Gao Mingyuan was not discouraged, but smiled instead.
Then, Gao Mingyuan turned his gaze to Zheng Yihong and instructed: "Yihong, tell me about Song Jie's information."
Zheng Yihong answered casually: "Song Jie was born in 1968. He joined the army in 1988, participated in flood relief in 1991 and made great contributions. In 1992, he was promoted to a company-level officer for his meritorious service.
He was already a deputy regimental-level officer in 1998 and had a bright future.
In the same year, he transferred to the local area due to family reasons and served as the director of the Economic and Trade Commission of Shimen District, Luteng City.
In 2000, due to the institutional reform, he was transferred to the Municipal Development and Reform Commission as deputy director. Before that, he had always been inconspicuous, seldom participated in social activities, and always focused on work.
After Qi Tongwei became the mayor of Luteng City in 2002, Song Jie was highly valued and directly assigned to Yunyang County as the county party secretary.
At the beginning of this year, he was transferred back to the city and served as the director of the High-tech Development Zone and the director of the High-tech Industrial Park. Song Jie worked very hard and was called "Dictator Song" by everyone.
At the same time, he is also highly regarded by Qi Tongwei and is considered one of the most promising candidates for the position of deputy mayor this time."
If Qi Tongwei were here, he would definitely scold Xu Pengfei severely, as his professional level is far inferior to Zheng Yihong.
"What do you think of how to deal with Song Jie?" Gao Mingyuan asked seriously.
Guan Shanshan said, "Boss Gao, Boss Zheng, through my contact with Song Jie the day before yesterday, I found that he has a sense of inferiority in his bones."
"Oh, what do you mean?" Gao Mingyuan became interested, and even Zheng Yihong looked curious.
"I paid special attention to Song Jie's eyes. I could tell from his expression. I don't know the specific reason." Guan Shanshan answered seriously.
Gao Mingyuan looked at Zheng Yihong and whispered, "Investigate everything about Song Jie and make sure to take him down. Cooperate with President Zheng."
Zheng Yihonghe Guan Shanshan quickly replied: "Yes, Mr. Gao."