How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Chapter 460 This is the Game of Thrones

Three days passed in a flash.

After sending Lao Mo off to Sakura, Ye Cheng finally had some time to spare.

Song Lian is still recovering from major surgery and needs to be monitored at all times.

During this period, Ye Cheng could not return directly to the provincial capital.

It just so happened that Qinghe and I took a rare trip together, and the two of them started to have fun.

During the day, I wandered around the streets of Kyoto, and at night, I worked all night to input the remaining micro-controllable nuclear fusion data as quickly as possible.

These three days were considered the happiest time since Ye Cheng and Su Qinghe fell in love.

Unfortunately, happiness is always short-lived.

three days later.

Early in the morning.

Ming Tombs Scenic Area Management Office.

As soon as the person in charge, Tan Xuebing, came to work, he received two notices from above, which surprised him.

"Hey...Xiao Liu, what are you doing? The Chinese New Year is almost here, what else are you going to do above?"

Tan Xuebing looked at the office clerk, frowned and asked what was going on with the document in his hand.

The Longguo Cultural Relics Administration and the Tourism Bureau simultaneously sent red-headed documents.

A copy issued by the Cultural Relics Administration.

He said that many of the ground-level buildings in the Ming Tombs were in disrepair and posed great safety risks, so a special amount of funds were allocated to immediately start building repair work.

Time is tight and the task is heavy, so the renovation must be completed before the Lunar New Year.

The other document was sent by the Dragon Kingdom Tourism Bureau.

It was said that the staff of the Ming Tombs had an arrogant attitude, extremely lack of professional knowledge, and extremely poor quality. The Ming Tombs Management Office was ordered to immediately start training for all employees. No one is allowed to work to receive tourists until the training is completed.

Tan Xuebing was stunned.

What the hell!

What does this mean?

This unclear meaning caused the entire Ming Tombs to close down.

What's going on up there?

Xiao Liu, a clerk in the office who often ran errands for the boss above, came over hurriedly when he saw the boss asking.

"Have you heard, Tan Chu!"

Xiao Liu had a mysterious expression on his face.

"What the hell did I hear!"

Tan Xuebing looked irritated: "If you fart, hurry up!"

Seeing that the boss was unhappy, Xiao Liu didn't dare to take any more measures and said quickly.

"Boss! Yesterday... someone came down yesterday. A retired boss suddenly paid a private visit to our Ming Tombs incognito and took his family to play."

"Who knew, first I was scolded by the staff for buying tickets, and then when I visited Dingling, a glazed tile fell from the treasure building and hit the big boss on the head. He almost died on the spot. …”

"What did you say?"

Tan Xuebing's eyes widened in shock.

He only took two days off to give his child a chance to get married, so why did such a big thing happen in his workplace?

A former retired boss paid a private visit incognito. He was first angrily criticized by the staff, and then almost hit to death by a glazed tile?

It’s terrible!

"It's true!"

Xiao Liu sighed and looked at Director Tan sympathetically.

"There is still a pool of blood in front of Dingling Bao Tower. Hey! You said that this incident was caused by trouble. The big boss is still discharged from the hospital. Due to his special status, the matter has been suppressed. No one knows the inside story. …”

"grass!"

Tan Xuebing was completely anxious.

"Then why didn't you tell me yesterday? Ah, why was I the last one to know?"

Xiao Liu curled his lips helplessly and whispered: "Deputy Director Miao said that he can handle it. He said that your family is busy with your children and their marriage, so you must not be disturbed..."

"Lao Miao!"

Tan Xuebing frowned.

Miao Zhijun is the deputy director of the Ming Tombs Management Office, and he doesn't get along well with him on weekdays.

But there is a dual relationship between the Cultural Heritage Bureau and the Tourism Bureau, and he has always been the successor to the next director.

Is this for my fucking sake?

It’s obvious that he wants to replace it!

Tan Xuebing was trembling with anger and wanted to ask Lao Miao about the situation.

But before he could go out, there was a commotion outside the management office.

He and Xiao Liu looked at each other and walked out the door.

But I saw several buses parked at the door.

"What are you doing?"

When Tan Xuebing saw that the gate guard actually let the tourists in, he started to shout angrily.

But I saw that there was no one in the car, and I didn't know what was going on.

"Haha! Old Tan!"

Deputy Director Miao Zhijun appeared out of nowhere.

He had a spring in his step and a smile on his face.

"No! You didn't come yesterday. Something happened to our Ming Tombs, but fortunately, the situation was not serious. I suppressed it."

Tan Xuebing's frown deepened and he said nothing, waiting for the other party to continue farting.

"You saw the above document, right?"

Miao Zhijun continued to smile: "If something bad happens like this, there is nothing anyone can do."

"No, we have to close down the business and do literacy training. It's the Chinese New Year, and it's the time when tourists gather. What a waste of revenue!"

"I quickly found a few buses and booked a hotel in the city. You leave today and try to complete this training in three to five days. It must not affect the winter vacation tourist season..."

"no!"

Tan Xuebing waved his hand to interrupt the other party's words, and his words could no longer be polite.

"Old Miao, you can't fucking tell the difference between the big and the big king!"

"Did you discuss it with me when booking a hotel in the city for training? Does everyone in the team agree?"

"This is nonsense! Now that everyone is gone, who will manage the Ming Tombs?"

"me!"

Seeing that the other party was not polite, Miao Zhijun also put away his smile and his face was filled with frost.

"Tan Chu, things have already happened. No one wants to cause such a result."

"Now the superiors require us to immediately suspend operations for rectification, and have also approved special funds to repair the Ming Tombs and eliminate all safety hazards."

"I advise you to be sensible and stop acting out of anger at this time!"

"you……"

Tan Xuebing's face turned pale with anger.

Seize power!

This is Chi Guoguo’s power grab!

Damn it, I just took two days off, what did you do behind my back?

Have the repair funds been approved?

In previous years, it was very difficult to ask for money from the higher authorities, because the scenic spots withheld part of the cultural and creative income, barely maintaining the normal operation of the huge Ming Tombs.

Is it approved now?

He just felt that there was something fishy about the whole thing.

But Tan Xuebing didn't dare to stab him. After all, he had just smashed the head of a retired boss. If he made a fuss at this time, he was definitely hoping for his early death and rebirth.

"Okay, Lao Miao, you have to go! I'll stay behind at the Ming Tombs and keep an eye on the repair work!"

Tan Xuebing retorted without confidence and turned around to go back.

"Tan Chu!"

Unexpectedly, Miao Xuejun's voice sounded eerily behind him.

"You have to position yourself right, Tan Chu! This time, the bus will take you to the city for training. Next time, it may be comrades from the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Procuratorate who will treat you to tea!"

"you……"

Tan Xuebing trembled all over.

The world is as black as crows, and no one can be said to be clean and white.

Lao Miao will do whatever it takes to seize power.

He was immediately frightened.

If the other party really wanted to use this matter to punish him, he would probably be able to squat in there for more than ten years and not be able to get out.

Tan Xuebing seemed to have aged dozens of years suddenly and slowly turned around.

"Zhijun, the business is closed for repairs..."

"Haha, I'll make the arrangements. Don't worry, Tan Chu! Learn more about advanced management models and train on the safety system. You can teach me when you come back!"

Facing Miao Zhijun's crazy smile, Tan Xuebing reluctantly walked onto the bus.

More people from the management office also came out.

No one knew what happened, and no one dared to say a word.

At this time, I simply didn’t want to feel better.

In just half an hour, all the official staff of the Ming Tombs Management Office took the bus to the city hotel to participate in the training.

Only a group of contract workers who sold tickets and maintained order were left, and they were also informed that they were temporarily on leave.

As for the tourists who gathered at the entrance of the scenic spot, they were all told that the scenic spot would start repair work and be closed for business, which would take about a week.

If you are willing to refund your ticket, you can refund it. If you are unwilling, you can wait a week and come back.

Although the tourists were puzzled, they could only go home.

As it approached noon, in the Ming Tombs Scenic Area of Nuoda, apart from the security guard at the gate and the nearby villagers, there were only three or two kittens left.

"Miao Chu!"

One of Miao Zhijun's thieves ran over excitedly.

"Here we come! All those people are here."

Miao Zhijun, who was sitting in the office, trembled when he heard this.

coming?

He looked out the window.

But the sound of rumbling cars is endless.

A large number of construction machinery was pulled on carts and was slowly driving into the Ming Tombs.

A large number of unknown people were sitting on the bus, smiling playfully.

A black car entered the management office compound.

The car door opened, and three people stepped out, two men and one woman.

The first person is Chen Wentian, the chairman of Changsheng Group.