Standing Committee of the National People's Congress

  January 3rd, Friday, the weather is getting colder and colder, the sky is gloomy and depressing.

  At 10 o'clock, Han Dong received a call from the county party committee office, informing him to attend the enlarged meeting of the county party committee standing committee at 10:30 in the third floor conference room of the county party committee.

  Hanging up the phone, Han Dong had a bad feeling in his heart and got up to walk outside.

  In the corridor, Lu Jin-yuan stood at the door of his office with a hint of mockery on his lips. Seeing Han Dong walking downstairs, he smiled and asked: "Where are you going?"

  Han Dongzhan stopped in his tracks, turned around and gave him a look of disdain, then turned back without saying a word.

  "You..." Lu Jinyuan pointed with a look of utter defeat, but Han Dong's figure had already disappeared at the stairwell entrance. He angrily adjusted his glasses and took two deep breaths, his face looking extremely unsightly.

  At this time, Hu Mei walked over with a flattering smile and said: "Director Lu..."

  Lu Jinyuan furrowed his brow and rebuked, "Are you very idle? Do we still need to follow the work discipline? Every day, speaking in a soft and sweet voice, like a government employee?"

  A stern rebuke, and Hu Mei was immediately stunned, the flirtatious smile on her face unable to be wiped away in time, the muscles on her cheeks slightly stiffening. "Director, I..."

  Lu Jinyuan waved his hand, "Aren't you going back to work?"

  "It is..." Hu Mei said in a low voice, feeling wronged, and walked back to the office with her head down. She came out again soon after, with a red face.

  Lu Jinyuan said displeased: "What's wrong with you?"

  Hu Mei said weakly: "I... I'm going to the bathroom."

  Lu Jinyuan glared at her, "You're the one with all the questions!" He grunted and turned back into his office, quickly grabbing a notebook and hurrying downstairs. He was originally supposed to attend the county committee's enlarged meeting, but thanks to Han Dong, he almost forgot.

  ……

  The third floor of the county committee, in a spacious and bright conference room, dozens of people sat densely, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

  In addition to the eleven members of the Standing Committee, the meeting was also attended by leaders from various departments of the county committee and government, as well as secretaries and mayors of each township.

  When Han Dong walked in, everyone inside turned their eyes to him, with shock, doubt, sympathy, and schadenfreude.

  Although most people saw Han Dong for the first time, they recognized him at a glance because everyone was an old acquaintance and knew the purpose of this meeting. So when Han Dong's brand new face appeared, everyone immediately thought of who he was.

  But who would have thought that this bold guy, who has been making radical remarks and drawing attention from leaders at all levels, is actually so young, looking like a student who just graduated.

  "You can't judge a person by appearance."

  "It can't be seen."

  Everyone whispered in amazement.

  Han Dong smiled wryly, was this a criticism meeting specially convened for him? He found an empty seat by the door and sat down, pulled out a Chinese cigarette and lit it, took a deep drag, slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke, and his mood calmed down with the rising mist.

  A low, muffled cough echoed through the room, and the conference room suddenly fell silent.

  Wang Jingui's cold gaze swept across Han Dong's face, his hands clasped behind his back, as he walked slowly into the conference room, nodding expressionlessly at the people greeting him from all sides.

  Han Dong noncommittally pursed his lips and puffed out a wisp of blue smoke.

  Each of the standing committee members arrived one after another, and as they passed through the entrance, their eyes would linger on Han Dong for a moment. Han Dong didn't seem to care, but the middle-aged man sitting next to him appeared somewhat uneasy, occasionally shifting his chair to the side.

  County Party Secretary Huang Wenyun finally entered the conference room, wearing a black jacket and holding a thermos cup in his hand. He walked with a stern face to the main seat opposite the door and sat down. His secretary Zhang Changhe followed him in, carrying a black leather briefcase and a notebook, and sat behind Huang Wenyun, opening the notebook and starting to write.

  "Everyone is here, let's start the meeting." Huang Wenyun said in a deep voice, "Comrades, today's Standing Committee meeting has two main agenda items. Next, we will begin with the first item, please let Secretary Feng lead us to study the spirit of the Municipal Party Committee's important document on the current situation."

  Feng Zhenhua, the full-time deputy secretary of the county party committee sitting on Huang Wenyun's right hand, flipped open a stack of documents and began to read out the municipal party committee's document in a loud and clear voice.

  The conference room was filled with a haze of smoke, and Feng Zhenhua read the municipal party committee's document in a rhythmic tone. Everyone puffed on their cigarettes while pretending to listen intently. They all knew that today's main event would come later, when the county party committee members would surely engage in a fierce battle over Han Dong's issue.

  Originally, as a ordinary staff member, Han Dong's punishment wouldn't have needed to go all the way up to the Standing Committee. However, his situation is special and he's now considered a public figure, with provincial and municipal leaders paying attention, and it also involves the county committee leadership's internal struggles, that's why it's been made such a big deal.

  As expected, after Feng Zhenhua read the municipal party committee's document and Huang Wenyun made a brief speech, he said: "Next, let's move on to the second agenda item, discussing Comrade Han Dong's issue. Everyone can share their thoughts."

  "I'll start." Wang Jingui, with a dark face like Bao Gong, spoke first and directly questioned Han Dong, "I think that for such serious violations of organizational discipline and arbitrary remarks, the county committee cannot tolerate or condone it. For comrades like Han Dong, we must severely punish him. Therefore, I suggest expelling Han Dong from the party and removing his public office!"

  Everyone heard this and immediately took a cold breath. This is too cruel. Han Dong was demoted from a bureau chief to an ordinary employee, and he also had a disciplinary record. This was already miserable enough. Now Wang Jinggui wanted to expel his party membership and public office, which was simply like pushing someone down and then stepping on them twice.

  "Is this to be killed and destroyed?" A strong sense of anger surged in Han Dong's heart. Wang Jinggui must have meant to strike back, when he went to the Statistics Bureau to support Huang Song that day, but ended up not getting rid of him, so he probably held a grudge against him. Being removed from office is nothing, but being expelled from the party as well is also too hard to accept.

  Minister of the Organization Department, Sun Yifang, raised his eyebrows and said: "Not bad, I agree with Secretary Wang's opinion. For those who smear our Fuyi County, we must not be lenient or soft-handed, and we must severely punish them without pardon."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Vice County Magistrate Han Wenxue also expressed that they must expel Han Dong from the party and his official position.

  County Party Committee Deputy Secretary and Political and Legal Affairs Committee Secretary Jiang Deming looked at the notebook in his hand and said, "I agree with Secretary Wang's opinion."

  Four people expressed their opinions one after another, with an air of not stopping until Han Dongyi was completely defeated.

  The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became unusually heavy, giving people a feeling that a storm was approaching.

  His situation is getting worse." Many people in the meeting room cast sympathetic glances at Han Dong.

  "Brothers, don't forget to collect and vote, thank you Xiaojiao."