From Yunhai Villa in Xishan District to Light Textile City in Niecheng District, in the middle, it almost passed through the entire Liangfucheng District. It was more than 20 kilometers away. When Nie Zhenbang and others arrived here, it was almost twenty minutes later.

At night, the six-story office building of the Light Textile City Factory is now filled with thick smoke and sea of ​​fire. Around it, there are red fire trucks. Many fire armed police soldiers are busy and busy, evacuating the crowd, connecting the water source, and spraying water on the building from all directions of the office building.

A cordon was already set up around. The lights were flashing, and many police officers were on duty to guide the onlookers and passing vehicles.

Seeing Nie Zhenbang and others walking in front and behind, the commander of the military sub-district and the director of the Public Security Bureau followed. After saluting, the police on duty immediately opened a road for Nie Zhenbang and others.

Just walked into the factory area.

A major soldier in military uniform came up and saluted: "Commander, our headquarters received a fire call twenty minutes ago and arrived at the scene within five minutes. At present, the fire has been initially controlled. The cause of the fire is still under further investigation." Peng Kaibao replied with a military salute. His eyes were deep and he looked at the office building. At this moment, more than a dozen water guns were suppressed from all directions. The open flame had been initially controlled on the periphery.

A lot of thick smoke and dust rushed straight into the sky. However, in the interior of the office building, open flames could be seen rushing up from time to time.

"Jiang Zhiyong, I don't care what method you use, 1. You must put out the fire as soon as possible. Now, can people go upstairs? Ask the soldiers to bring gas masks and get oxygen. Enter the floor to extinguish them locally. You must put out the fire in the shortest time. This is an order!" Peng Kaibao pondered for a moment and immediately made a decision.

After Jiang Zhiyong left, Peng Kaibao walked to Nie Zhenbang and said in a deep voice: "Mayor, this fire is strange."

Nie Zhenbang also knew that the fire was strange. However, after hearing this sentence, he still looked over. At this moment, Nie Zhenbang also wanted to hear the opinions of professionals.

Next to it, Peng Kaibao also said in a deep voice: "Mayor, several enterprises in the city have always been key fire prevention units in our city. Veils and silkworm sand are flammable items. For this reason, our armed police fire department has also specially dispatched a working team to regularly promote fire prevention knowledge and inspect fire work in the three factories in the textile city. It can be said that each building in the textile city has undergone strict fire inspection. In other words, as long as there are signs of fire, part-time firefighters in the textile factory can quickly put out the fire, which is a doubt."

After pausing, Peng Kaibao looked at the still-burning building and continued: "In addition, now more than a dozen water guns are suppressing the fire, and the fire outside has been put out, but open flames are rushing out from time to time in the building, which is not normal. This situation is very similar to the situation of gasoline burning." The so-called speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. Peng Kaibao himself had not realized this, but Nie Zhenbang frowned. Could it be that this was Wu Aijun's intentional arson. The purpose was to destroy the evidence and prevent the working group from starting?

Thinking of this situation, Nie Zhenbang said in a deep voice: "Old Peng, after the fire is put out, your people will immediately block the scene and conduct a strict investigation of the cause of the fire. We must find out the cause of the fire. This is related to our overall situation. Do you understand?"

As soon as Nie Zhenbang finished speaking, a voice came from the periphery. He looked sideways. Under Fan Changsheng's leadership, Li Guohua, Huang Junshan, Li Xiaoqin and Hu Youquan, the secretary-general of the Municipal Party Committee, all followed him in. These four people are Fan Changsheng's direct subordinates.

Before Fan Changsheng arrived, the voice came: "Mayor Nie is indeed quick. How is the situation? Has the sharp momentum been controlled?"

Fan Changsheng's expression and tone made Nie Zhenbang unable to understand Fan Changsheng's meaning. This matter came too suddenly and the fire was strange. The deep consideration was another aspect. Will the city party committee leader be involved in the issue of the light textile city?

In other words, this is also a habit that Nie Zhenbang developed when working in the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. After pondering for a while, he slowly said: "The fire has been initially controlled. However, according to the report, the location of the fire this time was the archive room on the third floor. In this way, the financial data and various information of the Textile Factory over the years may have been destroyed. The investigation of this working group is an irreparable loss. It will definitely affect the investigation of the working group." After saying this, Nie Zhenbang's eyes were closely focused on Fan Changsheng and others. However, Nie Zhenbang was a little disappointed. Fan Changsheng and others had a dull face and had no reaction. That is, they were not anxious about the sudden fire that would affect the investigation of the working group, nor were they happy that the investigation of the working group was in a deadlock.

At this time, Wu Aijun, the director of the Textile Factory No. 1, walked out of the way, with a guilty expression on his face. As soon as he walked to Fan Changsheng and Nie Zhenbang, he lowered his posture, bowed slightly, and said with a panic look on his face: "Secretary Fan, Mayor Nie, I reviewed the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, and I asked the organization to punish me. At work, I made a careless mistake. I could not emphasize the awareness of prevention, so that such irreparable losses occurred, which caused the investigation of the working group to fall into a deadlock. This is my responsibility, and I requested organizational punishment! "Nie Zhenbang's view on this Wu Aijun is very bad. This person is too slippery. Last time, the luxurious conference room of the Textile Factory No. 1 gave Nie Zhenbang a preconceived view. He looked at Wu Aijun. He was wearing brand clothes, brand, and this concept has just emerged in China.

From this point, it is enough to prove that Wu Aijun is a arrogant and corrupt lifestyle. When Wu Aijun finished speaking, Nie Zhenbang also said, "Director Wu, it is good to have this awareness. How did you arrange it? The office building has not been arranged on weekdays? The fire has spread, so you called the fire alarm, what are the firefighters in the factory doing?

As the factory director, you must have an unshirkable responsibility.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice sounded next to him: "Mayor Nie, is this a little too serious? Director Wu has the responsibility for leadership. That's true. However, everything on duty is done. If you want to say responsibilities, it's better to be on duty and neglect your duties. If you say this, it may make the comrades at the grassroots level below feel disappointed."

Looking in the sound, Huang Junshan looked over. His eyes did not retreat. Everyone was a member of the Standing Committee, and Huang Junshan was not afraid of Nie Zhenbang at all.

Is Huang Junshan's rise targeting him or is there any hidden information? While thinking, Fan Changsheng said next to him: "It seems that the fire has been controlled. In another half an hour, it will probably be extinguished. In this way, a standing committee meeting will be held overnight."

Anything involved in the Light Textile City is not a trivial matter. Now, the Light Textile City is at a critical moment of reorganization and merger. In addition, several working groups have entered, but a fire suddenly broke out. It is reasonable and it is inevitable that the Standing Committee will be held. When Fan Changsheng proposed it, naturally no one opposed it.

Nie Zhenbang also walked to Chen Le at this moment and whispered: "Old Chen, this fire is coming strangely. Here, you arrange personnel to protect the fire scene and investigate it as soon as possible. This matter is not that simple."

After giving the order, Nie Zhenbang also took a car to leave. In the small conference room of the municipal party committee, at this moment,

The heater in the room was fully turned on and the exhaust fan was also turned on.

The Standing Committee meeting was held in the evening, which was not once or twice in Liangxi City. All the Standing Committee members were used to it. In the conference room, many Standing Committee members sucked in the clouds and blew the smoke to suppress their fatigue and boost their spirits.

Before the meeting, the Standing Committee members gathered together in groups of three or three, and exchanged in a low voice. Huang Junshan, Li Xiaoqin and Hu Youquan were discussing something in a low voice. Zhao Xintian was talking to Wen Yuhe at this moment, while Huang Jiang was communicating with Ye Zhengwen in a low voice. Lei Dingguo was alone, sitting in his seat like Mount Tai, closing his eyes to rest.

At this moment, Nie Zhenbang was drawing something on his notebook. He wrote some words on the blank paper, including the investigation team of the Discipline Inspection Commission, the restructuring of the textile group, the fire, financial information, Huang Junshan, Wu Aijun, etc. At such a critical moment, all the things were burned out. If there was nothing strange about it, Nie Zhenbang would definitely not believe it.

Next to him, Li Guohua looked calm and composed. Since his work was adjusted and underestimated, Li Guohua has seemed much lower-key during this period and rarely expressed his opinions during the meeting.

Fan Changsheng also walked in from outside with his notebook at this moment, with no expression on his face and no emotion could be seen. When he reached Fan Changsheng's level, his mood was not reflected in his emotions. This is a basic skill. Fan Changsheng undoubtedly did a good job in this regard.

After looking around everyone, Fan Changsheng immediately said, "I believe everyone has received the news too.

A fire broke out in a sudden fire in the first textile factory. The cause of the fire has to wait for the fire department's investigation results. This fire burned out the financial data of the first textile factory over the years, and the investigation of the working group also reached a deadlock. Now, let Comrade Dingguo first talk about the investigation of the working group."

Listening to Fan Changsheng's words, Lei Dingguo looked up at everyone. As the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, Lei Dingguo has never been likable in the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. Lei Dingguo is too upright and is determined to be brave and never retreat. In this way, Lei Dingguo can naturally offend people. However, his position is fearful.

Therefore, over the long run, Lei Dingguo has developed a lone-like pattern.

"The investigation in the Light Textile City is still in the stage of collecting evidence and collecting evidence. At present, the situation is still normal. The employees' response is not very big. This fire is fatal to us. I suggest that the person responsible for the fire be dealt with seriously and Wu Aijun's leadership responsibilities are held accountable." At the beginning, Lei Dingguo's words shocked the audience. The conference room was quiet.

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