Tool: No advertisement, full text, and Chang Ning stood up with his right hand. He paced back and forth in the living room for a few steps and stopped in front of Ma Yingtang.

"Yingtang, you are a business-oriented cadre. When it comes to solving cases, you are no worse than those experts from the Ministry of Public Security who start with zero fonts. They are just a few years older than you and have a deeper qualification. However, when you reach a certain level and height, you must be tightened in your mind, that is, you must be political, political everywhere, political at all times, and politically speaking in everything. In this regard, you still have something to lack, which is worse than your senior brother Wu Guilong."

Ma Yingtang smiled foolishly, "Leader, you are right to criticize me. I will strengthen my studies in the future and constantly improve myself."

"Study? It's pure nonsense. Where did you learn it from? It's in the book, in the file, on TV?" Chang Ning smiled without a smile.

"Hehe, that's true. You said that if you read too much, you will become a fool. You can't become an official."

"Haha, I'm talking about the point, I'm so pedantic. I've never become a climate. At most, I just follow others and work with my bag and nostalgic."

Ma Yingtang smiled and said, "For me, the biggest and most fundamental politics is to follow you."

Chang Ning said: "It's not the case. You have to learn to think. Politics is a subject that everyone can play, but if you want to play well, you have to learn to think and ask more about why in everything, for example, why the three imperial envoys came, why do you want to steal your lead in solving the case? How will they do the next step? Is there any way to prevent their plan from succeeding? What precautions should be taken...and so on?"

Ma Yingtang was so happy that the leader was inspiring himself. In fact, he had already understood what to do and had taken relevant measures. However, he had developed a habit for many years. The leader always had to do what he asked for instructions in front of him. "Leader, once you say this, I basically understand where the direction is."

With the help of Ma Yingtang, Chang Ning lit another cigarette

"As for those three imperial envoys, they can kill them with one reason. Humph, strong dragons won't suppress local snakes. Tell them that the task force is carried out under the leadership of the Ningzhou Municipal Party Committee. Your team leader is appointed by the Municipal Standing Committee. No one has the right to replace him. The Party leads everything and the Party commands the gun. Even if the Minister of Minister Fu comes, he has to stay honestly for me."

"I'm just answering them?" Ma Yingtang was excited.

"Just say that, just say that I said it. Whoever doesn't agree, let him come to me?" Chang Ning said with his right hand waving his right hand.

"What instructions do you have on the case?"

Chang Ning smiled, "I don't care about the specific one, just report the process of the case to me at any time."

Ma Yingtang is back

As soon as the room opened gently, Murong Xue and Yuan Sibei both came out

"Silly girls, I'll tell you to go back to Hong Kong, but you just don't go back. Do you want to find a beating?" Chang Ning cursed with a smile.

Yuan Sibei blushed, "Young Master, it's nothing to do with me. She forced me to stay."

"Haha, I only have one arm left, it's inconvenient to do that job." Chang Ning smiled wickedly and sat back on the sofa.

Murong Xue stuck it up, hugged Chang Ning's right arm and said, "I won't leave. I've only met three or four times a year. I finally came here, so don't even think about driving me away."

"Forget it, if you don't leave, you won't leave, but now is an extraordinary period. You can't run away, you can only stay at home honestly."

Murong Xue nodded, "Xiao Chang, I'm idle anyway, so why not draw a portrait for you."

"What, don't draw or draw. Can I draw like this?"

"No, I must draw it. I'll take it back for the children to show it."

Among the people Chang Ning knew, although Murong Xue was not engaged in "professional", she was a famous talent, known as the full range of piano, chess, poetry and painting.

"Young Master, let A Xue paint it" Yuan Sibei advised with a smile

Chang Ning pretended to be unhappy and said, "It's all the mothers of two children. It's not good to learn something. Learn piano, chess, poetry and painting, and you can eat it."

"Xiao Banxian, what's wrong with piano, chess, poetry and painting?"

The two started to verbal battle again, Yuan Sibei was so happy when he saw it.

"In the music, chess, poetry and paintings, the only thing I like is Go, because its competition is also the only culture that has not been completely destroyed today. The other four items are almost destroyed by the current human beings."

Chang Ning is right, as the zither who knows each other's voice, it must be the first to be destroyed. The elegant meaning of communication between gentlemen is in this most vulgar era, and there is no possibility of making a sound. As a cultural class that is full of voice, it is destroyed from the root, so there is a zither, no zither, no sound, and no ears. A large number of people are just using this to get rich, which goes against the original willingness of the guqin to isolate the world.

The destruction of poetry is the most thorough, and there is no friend's sadness and hatred. Under all the contemporary jiāo principle, this will be understood as "comrade". The plunder of the country through the city and the plunder of the country and the figure of jiānyín is no matter how it is not worthy of being described in any human language. The groans of the star prostitutes and the sound in the pig pen are eternal hymns given to them, and the ugly and meaningless simplified words cannot support the birth of poetry, but instead prove the death of poetry. Mandarin, as a market language without rhythm, is a laughing joke in the world in every reading of the article

As for the law, it has almost been completely bureaucratized and vulgar. A large number of bureaucrats who have been a lifelong reading machine have transformed into so-called legalists in their later years. He mistakenly thought that he could write "read" with a pen, which is called "justified". Whether these civilizations that have been completely destroyed for decades can be tolerated and reborn in the mastery of the same big hand, no one has hope. In the current world of Dharma, except for one or two old gentlemen, the rest are all mercy in putting down the scale rod and picking up the pen. It is a large number of advanced etiquettes used to flatter stupid officials. All the Dharma bases have become a huge vulgar character, portrayed in the desolation of literati and death today, becoming a shame for generations.

The last painting is not mentioned. The aesthetic world that artists have worked hard to build is long ago replaced by the prostitute's nv's stage and the clown's songs...

Chang Ning's long remarks made Murong Xue and Yuan Sibei stunned. Yuan Sibei asked: "Young Master, is this really true in the domestic cultural circle?"

"A leaf knows autumn, a glance at the whole picture, from everything today, you can see tomorrow's world" Chang Ning sighed and said

As he was talking, suddenly a noise came from outside

"Bon"

It's the sound of guns
Chapter completed!