Chapter 293 My relatives, what can I use to comfort you
Chapter 293: What can I do to comfort you, my loved one (crying for votes)
"Just now, that teacher called you Wang ***?" After all, he came from the village, and Father Liao was very sensitive to the word ***.
Wang Zijun smiled and said, "I used to be the youth league committee member of the school."
"*** of the school league committee, what level is that?" Father Liao looked at the grand school gate, and his voice became much more humble without realizing it.
"It's considered a formal science level, but uncle, you don't need to compare me as a formal science level with the first and second leaders in your hometown. There are a lot of people at my level in the school, and I can't control a few people.
"Yes." Wang Zijun realized that Father Liao was a little embarrassed and quickly explained to Father Liao.
It turns out that's the case. Father Liao breathed a sigh of relief instinctively, but even so, he couldn't help but sigh: "Teacher Wang has become a full-time student at such a young age, which is amazing."
It can be said that Liao Anru knew a lot about Wang Zijun's situation, especially after the accident happened. She accidentally learned a lot about this person, and knew that he was now the county magistrate in charge, and his father did not know about it.
The emotion made her face turn a little red.
"Dad, don't talk nonsense." Liao Anru coughed lightly and reminded.
Father Liao, who didn't know what his daughter meant, didn't feel comfortable asking in front of Wang Zijun at this time, so he just scratched his head and walked quickly forward.
After walking out of the school gate, Father Liao walked towards a hotel with a relatively lavish decoration. Wang Zijun, who knew the temper of his former father-in-law very well, smiled and said before he entered the hotel: "The main dish of this restaurant is
Sichuan food is too spicy, let's go to a comfortable place to eat." As he spoke, he walked towards a small shop that he often went to.
Although Father Liao has never been to a big city, he still knows a lot about the ways of the world. He knows in his heart that Teacher Wang wants to save himself money. There are so few young people who are so careful, and there are more of them without realizing it.
Somewhat favorable.
"Boss, cut a plate of pork head, some spinach mixed with pork liver, a plate of boiled pork slices, and some roasted bean curd sticks. When all the dishes are served, just a bowl of chopped green onion noodles per person." Wang Zijun walked into the store,
Without waiting for the waiter to bring over the menu, he spoke to the waiter in succession.
After listening to Wang Zijun's order, Father Liao was secretly happy. This little teacher was like a roundworm in his stomach. How come these dishes he ordered were all his favorites? You know, on weekdays,
He doesn't want to be so extravagant. He is only willing to satisfy his craving during the holidays.
Although the shop is small, the taste and affordability of the dishes are first-rate. Soon, four dishes were served one after another. Wang Zijun took a bottle of Jiangcheng Daqu, a specialty of Jiangzhou City, and filled it up gently for Father Liao.
superior.
"Uncle Liao, come, let me propose a toast to you." He gently picked up the wine glass, and Wang Zijun could not help but be filled with emotion. This kind of situation had happened many times in his previous life. In the life of his father-in-law,
Sometimes, scenes like today are all too familiar.
Picking up the wine glass, Wang Zijun seemed to have gone back many years ago, back to those peaceful and ordinary days, back to the years when the two of them had fun drinking together.
Except for the location, everything seems to have remained unchanged. However, as a prince who has been reborn, he clearly knows that although the situation remains the same, things have changed and there is an insurmountable gap between the three of them.
There is a deep chasm.
Father Liao is a good drinker. When he is tired from farm work, he likes to drink some wine to relieve fatigue. At this time, when he saw Wang Zijun politely holding a wine glass to toast him, he quickly picked up the wine glass and said: "Teacher Wang, it's my turn to toast you. If you want to say that I
The baby is in Jiang City, but it has caused you a lot of trouble."
Father Liao's words were mainly polite words. Wang Zijun smiled and didn't say anything. He just raised his neck and drank the wine. When Father Liao saw Wang Zijun finish the wine, he felt that there was no need to be polite anymore, so he drank the wine.
Drink the wine in the glass.
The 52-degree Jiangcheng Laojiao makes people feel like fire is rising in their stomachs after drinking it. Under the influence of this alcohol, the distance between Wang Zijun and Father Liao quickly narrowed.
Drinking glasses of wine made Mr. Liao's face turn red, and Wang Zijun's heart began to fly a little. Over the past year, Wang Zijun's drinking capacity has not improved much, although when there are many social activities, he
A meal may take five or six occasions, but on that occasion, in many cases, water can only be used instead.
During Liao's father's conversation, Wang Zijun heard about some situations in Yanzhinan Village, heard about the changes in some familiar people but should not know them in this life, and even learned about Liao's father's purpose of coming to Jiang City.
"Teacher Wang, when our oil press comes over, I will definitely get you some peanut oil that I pressed myself. I dare not say anything else, but the quality can definitely be guaranteed." Father Liao patted his chest and shouted loudly.
said.
Wang Zijun smiled and nodded. He picked up the wine glass and said, "Uncle Liao, I would like to wish your oil pressing plant great prosperity and good business." As he spoke, Wang Zijun picked up the wine glass again and said.
Father Liao was obviously very concerned about this oil pressing factory. When he heard Wang Zijun wishing them good luck in starting their business, his smile became even brighter on his dark face.
"I would like to lend you your kind words, Teacher Wang. All the young and old men in our Yanzhinan Village like to hear what you said. Come on, let's do it." Father Liao picked up a piece of pig head meat and then said with a smile: "This time our village is here to extract oil.
The opportunity, I was rushing to come, the main reason why I can come is because of my Xiaoru's favor."
"My Xiaoru is a college student and went to college in Jiang City. She is knowledgeable and educated. I am also very prestigious in the village. Who can do this job if I am not allowed to do it?" Father Liao said when Liao Anru was mentioned, his face changed.
Full of pride. In his memory, what Wang Zijun disliked most about his former father-in-law was his boasting, but now listening to his boastful words, Wang Zijun found it so pleasant.
"Yes, it is not easy to train a college student in rural areas. Anru is very good." Wang Zijun picked up the wine glass and touched another one with Father Liao.
Liao Anru rarely spoke while the two men were drinking. She sat at the table and occasionally ate some food, but most of the time, she watched the two men drinking. Originally, she was worried that her father would say something embarrassing, but
Seeing Wang Zijun's expression on her face as she was having a late meeting with her father, her heart sank in her stomach.
However, as the dishes began to become a mess, Liao Anrun's questions that had been suppressed in her heart surged into her heart again like a tide. Why was he so good to her? Why?
To help yourself go to college, why should you risk offending others and have a fight with Sun Changhao? What is going on with all this...
Thoughts were lingering in Liao Anru's mind. In the flash of these thoughts, a bold idea suddenly appeared: Could it be that he is doing everything for me? If that is the case, what should I do?
"It's okay to give it to him, even if he just..."
Liao Anru did not think about this idea any further. When she looked at Wang Zijun who was already a little drunk, her eyes suddenly felt a little misty.
After sharing a bottle of wine, Liao's father still wanted a drink, but Wang Zijun stopped him. He really couldn't drink. He said that he had something to do at school in the afternoon, so he ended the drinking.
After eating some noodles, the three of them walked out of the restaurant. This meal was paid by Liao's father, although Wang Zijun wanted to pay the dozens of dollars, even though he knew that these dozens of dollars were enough for the Liao family.
A month's expenses, but he still gave up the opportunity to pay the bill to Liao's father during the negotiation.
For a person who cares about face, sometimes eating is not as important as face, and Father Liao is undoubtedly this kind of person. The best respect for such a person is to give him this opportunity. For this father-in-law who has lived in poverty all his life,
After treating your child's teacher to a meal, you can enjoy talking about it with your fellow villagers when you return to the village.
However, while Prince Liao was going to pay the bill, Wang Zijun took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket and gave it to Liao Anru, telling her to give it to Liao's father later, "It's not easy for your father to be at home. This money is used to pay the bill."
.I'm leaving first..."
When saying goodbye to Liao Anru, Wang Zijun softly uttered these four words. These words made his heart break, and he felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart, as if saying goodbye was as heavy as a stone.
I left first. Wang Zijun, who was repeating these words in his mouth, felt a little crazy, and the two figures who were drifting away seemed to be gone forever.
As if meeting each other...
Drinking wine can easily make you drunk, and for a person who doesn't drink much, this sentence is even more effective.
Wang Zijun was not a big drinker to begin with. When the feeling of Liao Anru and his daughter leaving came to his mind, he finally couldn't help but get confused. Fortunately, he could still insist on returning home, but this sleep lasted only one afternoon.
When Wang Zijun woke up from bed, he felt his head was dizzy. He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom in a daze.
"Did you go drinking with Sun Kai?" Wang Guangrong, who was reading the newspaper on the sofa, asked in a deep voice when he saw his son getting up.
Unexpectedly, his father, who has so many things to do all day long, is at home! Wang Zijun was a little surprised, scratched his head and said: "It's not with Sun Kai, but with a friend from the village."
"Well, wash your face quickly, your grandpa is waiting for you to eat." As Wang Guangrong spoke, he started to look down at his newspaper again.
"Dad, you read the newspaper every day and you still haven't finished it. Tell me, what does the old man want from me?" Wang Zijun picked up a yellow pear and took a bite, then lay down comfortably on the sofa and said.
Wang Guangrong smiled helplessly at Wang Zijun's scoundrel appearance. He put down the newspaper and said, "You won't be back for a month or two. Your grandpa misses you. Come, give it to your dad while there is still some time."
Tell me how your work went after the annexation of Lubei County?"
"What else can we do? The sound of the waves is still the same." Although Wang Zijun used a song title that I don't know if it appeared in this era, he gave a general introduction to the things in Lubei County.
As a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary-General of a province, Wang Guangrong has a very keen insight into what his son was like when Lubei County was under the jurisdiction of Jiang Province. Although this guy has tenacity and hard work, he is not afraid in his heart.
Yes, no matter what, with him and the old man standing behind his son, there is nothing to worry about no matter how he flutters. At critical moments, you can still rely on him. But things are different now. It is better for the county magistrate to take charge of this.
He still understands some truth.
However, Wang Guangrong felt much more at ease when he heard his son say with a playful smile that the sound of the waves was still there. His son's meaning was very clear, and Lubei County was still running according to his son's will.
As the county magistrate, it is not easy to be able to control the situation. However, while he was pondering, Wang Guangrong still asked with some worry: "I heard that the new *** here were transferred from the capital.
of?"
"Yang Juncai is not much older than me. Tsk tsk, ministries and commissions are better. He is the number one right away." When Wang Zijun was in Lubei County, although many people followed him, he could only keep some words in his heart, but
At this time, facing Wang Guangrong, Wang Zijun spoke openly and spoke out the words that were deep in his heart.
"You brat, you're an old bird flying over a pig. You only see other people's blackness but don't see yourself as black. You're not qualified to say this. In the eyes of outsiders, you're a big tree with deep roots." Wang Guangrong scolded with a smile.
He made a sound, and then said with a smile: "To come down to take charge of a party at such a young age, this kind of grassroots training is of great significance. It seems that your *** Yang is the key training target of their family!"
"No, originally, I wanted to get along well with him, but who would have thought that this guy would give me a bad start as soon as he came up, so I had no choice but to take it on!"
Wang Zijun said these two words in an understatement, but Wang Guangrong still understood the meaning of the words. The face that was a little disapproving just now became much more solemn. At his level, for
The Yang family already had a general understanding, and the reason why Yang Jun was sent to train at such a young age was even more obvious.
Is it okay for my son to fight against such a person with drums and gongs? After all, Lubei County is not in Jiang Province, but is under the management of Shan Province. The Yang family's influence there is of course far-reaching.
"Zijun, it's not good to hang out in official circles and fight to the death. The best way is what I told you before: don't reach out upwards, shake hands downwards tightly, colleagues hold hands, and you have your own hands. There is no real truth in politics.
Friends are only allies with related interests, but even so, political struggle must pay attention to strategy." Wang Guangrong pondered for a moment, and then said seriously.
Although his father's words sounded unpleasant, Wang Zijun knew that this was also regarded as an official secret by people in the officialdom. After being silent for a long time, he said: "Dad, there are some things, and sometimes, you have to deal with them."
Going up."
There are places and times where you have to rush forward! Repeating what his son said, Wang Guangrong's expression changed constantly. This was not the first time he had heard the meaning of this sentence, but the person who spoke it was
It's not the same. The person who said this to him that time was the provincial party committee secretary of Jiang Province who kept his promises, but this time, it was his own son.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and Wang Guangrong did not speak any more. He knew that being cautious was his advantage, but it was also his disadvantage. Just as the old man warned him, as a competent leader, he still lacked something.
Responsible.
Sometimes this shortcoming is nothing, but at certain moments, it will become his most fatal shortcoming. There is nothing wrong with being cautious, but if you want to accomplish something, as a leader, you need to dare to venture and dare to do it.
Have the courage to take responsibility.
The father and son chatted casually for a few more words, and then walked towards the old man's small courtyard. At this time, the lights were on, and the small courtyard was covered with ivy and grape trellises, giving people a hazy beauty.
The stone table in the small courtyard was now filled with all kinds of fruits and vegetables. The old man sat in the same position that he had not changed for many years, quietly waiting for the arrival of the prince and master.
As soon as I greeted the old man, I heard someone in the room shouting: "Grandpa Wang, where are the apples at home?"
The voice was crisp and melodious, and the old man's originally smiling face was now full of smiles.
"Girl, it's on top of the locker in the kitchen. Wait a moment and I'll ask Zijun to help you." As the old man spoke, he glanced at Wang Zijun.
Of course, Wang Zijun knew what the old man meant, and he hurriedly walked towards the room. With the lights on, the villa was as bright as day, and a young and beautiful figure appeared when Wang Zijun entered.
Looking at him with a smile on his face.
Although Wang Zijun was very familiar with this face, when he saw this face at this time, he was still shocked by this gorgeous divine light. This divine light was so touching that people would be intoxicated at the sight of it.
feeling.
"Brother Zijun, you ungrateful villain, I've been thinking about playing with you all day, and you didn't say hello to me when you came home?" Lin Ying'er was wearing a small orange T-shirt on her upper body and on her legs.
The white cropped pants and the ponytail combed back made her look extremely pure and beautiful. With a smile on her face, she looked like an angel bathing in the sun.
Although he became more and more resistant to emotional matters, Wang Zijun still had the feeling of holding this beautiful woman in his arms. Although he knew that it was immoral for him to do this, his heart was racing in all directions, just like a
A wild horse is free from stiffness, its hooves beat like drums, and its passion is flying.
"It's true, girl, I was planning to check in with you in the afternoon, but I never thought that I would meet an acquaintance in the morning and accidentally get drunk!" Wang Zijun said as he walked into the kitchen.
"It's an advantage for you!" The moment Wang Zijun walked in, Lin Ying'er smiled. She didn't know when a big red apple appeared in her slender hands, and she stuffed it into Wang Zijun's hand.
.
Wang Zijun was stunned at the sudden appearance of apples, and then he saw Lin Ying'er's naughty smile. How could he not guess that this girl was just an excuse for him to find apples.
Before he could laugh out loud, Lin Ying'er had already ran out with a small basket of apples, leaving Wang Zijun alone in a daze with two apples.
Girls always advocate romance. Wang Zijun shook his head and sighed in his heart. This flower can only be viewed from a distance but not played with. For Lin Ying'er, it is better to keep a certain distance, otherwise,
If you destroy this beauty, there will be no end.
The old man was in a high mood today, so he made an exception and took out a bottle of Moutai that had been hidden for more than 20 years. However, Wang Zijun drank a little too much at noon, so he could only taste a little and put it down.
"You kid, you still drink like this. I really don't know how you managed to get along in the countryside." The old man held the wine glass and said with a bit of hatred for the iron.
Wang Zijun smiled softly, but he didn't want to tell the story of how drunk he was. Fortunately, the old man also knew that his grandson's drinking capacity was only this, so he cursed lovingly and changed the subject: "I heard
, he just took office, and you gave him a big lesson?!"
Wang Zijun was stunned. Of course he knew who the old man was talking about. What surprised him was that he didn't expect that the old man only spent time at home tending flowers, fruits, and vegetables, but he actually seemed to have a clairvoyant view of the outside world and knew so clearly.
!
After pondering for a moment, Wang Zijun smiled silently and said honestly: "It's not that serious, Grandpa. It's just a stretch."
"Can't you, can't you just live in peace? In the mountain province, there is no harm in keeping a low profile." The old man nodded to Wang Zijun, and then said: "If people can't defeat you by force of arms, they will definitely think of other ways. You said
, why do you have to get into a tense situation and tit-for-tat as soon as he comes?"
Wang Zijun smiled and said nothing. Although the old man was talking about Wang Zijun, he obviously recognized Wang Zijun's ability. He picked up the wine glass again and took a sip and said: "In Shan Province, I still have two old friends.
, when will you visit? Although I can’t help you with big things, small things shouldn’t be a problem.”
Wang Zijun nodded and agreed respectfully. He knew that his grandfather was worried that he would be bullied in the mountain province, so he specially introduced him to a supporter to enjoy the cool weather.
With the old man sitting there, the meal was very homely. Although Lin Ying'er sat next to Wang Zijun, she didn't say a few words to him. She spent most of the time listening to the old man talk about life.
the little things in.
When the moonlight became cooler and cooler, Lin Yinger left, and only three people, Wang Zijun, grandson and grandson were left in the whole courtyard. The old man looked at Lin Yinger who was jumping around like a deer, and sighed softly: "
Ying'er is a good child, but it's a pity that Zihua is too incompetent and not worthy of her at all."
Wang Zijun never expected that the old man would still have such thoughts. After thinking about it in his heart, he breathed a huge sigh of relief.
A soft pager sounded in Wang Zijun's ears. He quickly took out the pager and saw that there was a small Chinese character on his page.
"Would you like to go shopping?" There was no sign, but Wang Zijun knew clearly in his heart that this was what Lin Ying'er had left. He looked at those simple five words, and the thought of leaving jumped in his heart.
girl.
To go or not to go? Two thoughts flashed alternately in Wang Zijun's mind. As these two thoughts continued to switch, Wang Zijun's heart was full of contradictions.
"What's the matter, Zijun? I think you're a little absent-minded." Mr. Wang looked at Wang Zijun's paging look and asked softly.
"It's okay, Grandpa, Sun Kai asked me to go out to play." I originally wanted to say that someone from the county reported to me, but when I came to my mouth, the excuse suddenly changed.
"Then go ahead and don't stay with us here. Young man, you have been working on a string all day long. When it's time to relax, go relax." The old man waved his hand very considerately, indicating that Wang Zijun could do it.
left.
Although Wang Zijun was extremely happy to leave the old man, he still wondered why this happened? Could it be that, just as a man cannot be alone at all times, he also has an urgent desire in his heart.
Do you want to be infinitely close to Lin Ying'er?
"Stop, keep the money!" A muffled shout suddenly sounded from behind Wang Zijun, and something as hard as a stick was pressed against Wang Zijun's lower back instantly.
Wang Zijun, who was feeling a little hesitant in his heart, was shocked when he suddenly realized that there was a hard object pressing against him. He didn't even have time to think about it, and he rushed towards behind him.
After being reborn, Wang Zijun has always paid great attention to exercising his body. Although he is not as strong as those who have been trained professionally, he is much stronger than ordinary people.
What he didn't expect was that the body behind him seemed to have no strength the moment he hugged it. How could Wang Zijun let go of such a great opportunity? With a gentle movement, Wang Zijun pushed his opponent towards him.
He fell to the ground, and he himself was pressed down.
"Um..." There was a gentle scolding. In this scolding, Wang Zijun realized something. How could this girl deliberately cause trouble? When he looked down under the moonlight, he realized
Lin Ying'er's face, full of panic, had already appeared next to her.
But at this time, he could no longer hold back, and his body that had already fallen down pressed tightly against Lin Ying'er, landing right on the girl's two bulges that were like buds opening in the first place.
"I'm not..." Wang Zijun was about to tell the difference. As soon as his eyes fell on the girl's face with her eyes slightly closed, Wang Zijun's mind was pounding. Unknowingly, he was intoxicated by being pressed against him.
Amid the beauty below, her lips were a little excited, and with scorching heat waves, they moved towards Lin Ying'er's flower-like lips.
The masculine energy in Wang Zijun's body seemed to instantly ignite Lin Ying'er's enthusiasm. The two of them were quarreling and panting. Wang Zijun's hands instinctively moved softly in his arms at the moment when passion surged.
Yu Wenxiang walked upstream.
The night was silent and the moonlight was cold. The two men and women on the grass suddenly fell into a love that they could not control.
"Well..." Lin Ying'er, who was a little out of breath, let out a low voice. And this voice also woke up Wang Zijun who was attacking the city from his endless intoxication.
Looking at Lin Ying'er, who was blinking like a frightened deer beneath her, she suddenly felt that her position was a bit too high.
The two hands were in the wrong position. Wang Zijun suddenly realized that at this moment, his two hands had already reached into the girl's clothes. Although the positions were not the same, whether they were pointing upward or downward, they were all the same.
Went to a very sensitive place.
But this is not what makes him most embarrassed. The most embarrassing thing is that his vagina, which is already full of feelings, is pressing tightly against Lin Ying'er's shorts. She wears single clothes in autumn, so what can be done to separate her?
.
The best way was to get off Lin Ying'er quickly, but the girl's intoxicating body made Wang Zijun's two big hands unwilling to leave.
Let go. The anxious Wang Zijun quickly gave orders to his two palms, and his two palms also moved away from their positions with his greatest perseverance. But what made Wang Zijun blush was,
Just when his palm was about to leave, he pinched Lin Ying'er's position again.
What are you pinching? Wang Zijun, who wanted to chop off his broken hand, protested silently, but what was the use of this protest?
"Ying'er, I...I'm not..." Wang Zijun finally got up from this girl and murmured to Lin Ying'er, explaining in a low voice, but Wang ***, who has always been a bit sharp-tongued, this time
Sometimes I feel like I mean nothing.
"You're such a bad guy." Lin Ying'er stood up gently from the ground. Her innocent face was full of shyness, and her eyelashes like small fans were fluttering gently. After saying these six words
, like a deer, he ran quickly towards Lin Zeyuan's house.
Although he couldn't say that he was crossing the flowers, Wang Zijun could hear the girl's thoughts from the figure of the girl leaving in a hurry. Looking at the graceful figure gradually disappearing into the night sky, when Wang Zijun was upset, he actually felt something in his heart.
A hint of joy.
A trace of true joy that comes from deep in my heart, which is indescribable but can be felt.
"Men are all beasts!" After muttering something in his mouth, County Magistrate Wang Da turned around and walked towards his room. There was really nothing to explain at this time. He could explain it clearly.
Why did he push Lin Ying'er down, but he couldn't explain why his palm was doing something wrong, or why his lips got into the other person's mouth.
This is another confusing account. Wang Zijun originally wanted to avoid the relationship issue. But now, by mistake, there is an extra Lin Ying'er.
"I just want to treat her as my sister." Facing the moon, County Magistrate Wang Da defended himself silently and sanctimoniously. However, he knew very well in his heart how feeble his defense was.
Wang Zijun, who was a bit insomniac, didn't know what time he fell asleep. In the debate between animals and morality, he finally decided to take a shower and go to sleep first.
"Dong dong dong..."
The heavy knock on the door woke up Wang Zijun from his sweet dream. Wang Zijun was still a little dizzy. Although he didn't want to think about it, he still had to get up. After all, it was his mother who was urging him.
"Oh, son, you lazy boy, what time did you sleep until? Come and answer the phone, Su Ying is calling." Zhao Xuehua said lovingly and scolded when she saw her son getting up from the bed.
Girl Su Ying, what kind of phone call should I make at this time? *** Wang was very unhappy that her dream was disturbed, but she still walked to the phone and answered the call.
"Hey, cousin, come here quickly. Sister Anru's father has been beaten." An urgent voice came from the other end of the phone. Upon hearing this anxious voice, Wang Zijun suddenly fell asleep.
Half of it.
Although Wang Zijun felt that he had no contact with his ex-father-in-law after having a drink, but when he heard that his ex-father-in-law had been beaten, his heart was suddenly filled with endless anxiety and anger.
"Where are you? I'll go over there right away!" Wang Zijun started to put on clothes as he spoke.
"It's at the entrance of Chenhua Machinery Factory. Come quickly!" Su Ying hung up the phone as she spoke.
Prince Jun put down the phone in a hurry, put the clothes on himself in a few clicks, and walked quickly out of the room.
"Son, why are you in such a hurry and where are you going? Come here and have some food before you leave!" Zhao Xuehua looked at her son walking to the door and shouted loudly.
Looking at the scallion pancakes in his mother's hands, Wang Zijun knew that his mother had cooked it for him personally. If he had time, he would definitely have a good meal, but now, he can only disappoint his mother.
.
He reached out and grabbed a piece of scallion pancake, and while stuffing it into his mouth, Wang Zijun said loudly: "Mom, Su Ying has something urgent to do with me. I'm leaving first." While speaking, Wang Zijun opened the door and hurriedly opened the door.
Run towards the door.
Since I didn’t drive this time, County Magistrate Wang Da had to wait for a taxi. Sometimes these taxis are so weird. When you don’t want to use them, one after another passes you by.
Brother will also stick his head out and ask you if you want to sit down. However, when you really want to sit down, you suddenly find that it is either invisible or there is already someone in the car.
After waiting for two taxis to no avail, Wang Zijun wanted to run over quickly. Fortunately, just when he was about to implement his plan, another taxi came speeding towards him.
"Chenhua Machinery Factory." Wang Zijun opened the door and said to the driver, then sat in anxiously. How could Su Ying and Liao Anru bump into each other?
Although the relationship between these two people was good in the previous life, it was mainly based on the marriage relationship between himself and Liao Anru. Now that he is destined not to marry Liao Anru, how could the two of them know each other? Could it be that this friendship is not the reason?
Can it be postponed from the previous life?
However, Wang Zijun did not think much about this issue. After all, this is not the most important thing now. For Wang Zijun, the most important thing now is his old father-in-law. How could he be beaten?
I remembered that yesterday at the dinner table, Liao's father said that he would open an oil pressing factory. It seemed that the machinery place was called Chenhua Machinery Factory. Just as thoughts were flashing in Wang Zijun's mind, the taxi stopped.
Wang Zijun threw down twenty yuan and quickly got out of the taxi without waiting for the driver to give him change. He saw a group of people surrounding the gate of Chenhua Machinery Factory, as if they were watching the fun.
Wang Zijun looked at these people with a vague feeling of ominousness.
"What's going on?" Wang Zijun rushed into the crowd and saw Liao's father squatting on the ground, but the top of his head was stained red with blood. Liao Anru knelt on the ground, carefully hugging her injured father, while
Excitedly, he argued loudly with three men wearing clothes with the name Chenhua Machinery Factory.
Su Ying was standing next to Liao Anru, her face was flushed, but at this time she was looking at the group of people opposite her angrily, but she was also about to cry without tears.
"Come on, come on, don't make trouble here! It's impossible to come to our factory to blackmail people. Look clearly, this is Chenhua Machinery Factory, and you can't just frame it based on your words. Wait a moment and the police will come.
, go to the police station and explain it clearly!" The one standing in the middle of the three people from Chenhua Machinery Factory was a little fat, with a hint of impatience on his face, and shouted loudly to Liao Anru and the others.
"The police arrived just in time. I was just about to report the crime. You beat my father like this and then bite back. It turns out that we framed you. If we don't give you an explanation today, I'm still not done with you." Liao Anru looks good.
Although he looks weak, he speaks with a strong tone.
"Yes, we have to ask the government for comment. If you don't give us an explanation today, we will keep complaining. I don't believe it. There is no room for reasoning here!" Su Ying, who always had the temper of Little Pepper, spoke at this time.
It seems more and more tyrannical.
"Reason? Okay, we'll reason with you." The man standing in the middle looked at Su Ying and Liao Anru with disdain and spat.
Just as the man was talking, Wang Zijun walked in quickly. Liao Anru and Su Ying, who were in a panic, relaxed when they saw Wang Zijun. Liao Anru, who had argued loudly with the man just now,
Emotionally out of control, as if seeing a relative, his eyes were sore and tears fell down.
"Are you here to help? But whoever comes today will not end this matter. You attacked our state-owned factory privately and destroyed our production. If you don't lock up the person involved for a year or two today, this matter will not be settled." The man looked at it.
He glanced at Wang Zijun and continued to speak harshly.
Just as Wang Zijun was about to speak, a siren sounded from afar. In just a minute, a small police car stopped at the scene of the accident.
"Director Zhao, you are here." The middle-aged man who had been shouting endlessly just now saw a man in police uniform getting out of the car in the middle, and greeted him with a smile, and said with a smile.
"Well, Old Sun, what happened here?" Director Zhao is in his thirties, a bit thick and tall, and is wearing an old-fashioned police uniform. He looks very uncoordinated, but the bright cuffs are on his
His waist was flashing, which made the people standing next to him tremble.
The man called Lao Sun pointed at Father Liao who was squatting on the ground and said: "Director Sun, this guy bought the oil press in our factory, and now he wants to blackmail us, and even stormed our factory to stop us.
Production, under the restraint of our factory workers, hit their own heads, and now they are blackmailing our factory. Why do you think people are like this nowadays? The social atmosphere has been ruined by these people. How can we do it in our factory?
Take good care of this kind of thing!"
"You're talking nonsense..." Like a completely angered lion, Liao Anru shouted angrily at the man named Sun.