"Mr. Han, Zhao Qiang was taken away." A prison guard left the interrogation room after Zhao Qiang and the others left, went to an uninhabited corner alone, and quickly dialed a number.
"Who are you from?" A calm man's voice came from the phone.
"In the army, Commander Liu wants to call Zhao Qiang commander."
"..." The other side of the phone was silent. After a while, he said, "Okay, I understand." Then he hung up the phone.
Han Baiwen stood alone at the window and lit a cigarette. After taking a heavy puff, he thought about it, picked up his suit jacket, and drove straight to the provincial capital.
Han Baiwen drove very fast, and it seemed that he could see the anxiety in his heart.
Chief?
A military commander or a general would call a little teacher his leader?
Han Baiwen couldn't believe it, but things were real and really happening.
In other words, I really hit the wall this time!
Han Baiwen was so confused that he couldn't think of a single thought for a while. So, he chose to go to the provincial capital. To listen to the teachings of the old man of the Han family in the provincial capital, and to obtain his protection.
The connection with those who are in politics can be quite strong because of matters such as business, interests, and money. However, those who serve in the military do not have any matters of business, interest, or money. Even if they are, they are not Korean.
Bai Wen can do it. Because those people are all unreasonable people with guns. What can you do to them?
The most important thing is that now Han Baiwen has no confidence in his heart, and he is a little scared! Growing up under the protection of the Han family, although Han Baiwen looks gentle and elegant on the outside, he also has an arrogant character. Otherwise, he would not
He would take Zhao Qiang directly to prison and torture him to extract a confession. In his heart, he would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let one person go! But this time he arrested him wrongly. Maybe this mistake will make him
He was ruined, had nothing, and even died!
Han Le is dead, and Han Baiwen is not old enough to have children. While Han Baiwen secretly cursed himself, he seemed to have some hatred for his dead son. When he was young, he could use bricks to
But now he doesn't dare to hit people. He can only ask people to hit people with bricks. Because, the older you get, the more precious life becomes.
The Han family in the provincial capital is located in the center of the provincial capital, but it is surprisingly quiet. The wide yard, coupled with the gorgeous European-style villa, looks particularly conspicuous.
Han Baiwen parked the car at the gate, got out of the car and rang the doorbell. After a while, an old housekeeper came over and opened the door outside. When he saw Han Baiwen, he was stunned and said: "Third Young Master, this
Why are you here so late at night?"
This old butler is a close confidant of Mr. Han. They have been together since they were young. It can be said that he is already a member of the Han family. Han Baiwen smiled a little far-fetched and said: "Haha, Uncle Li, I have something to do with my dad.
It’s okay, is my dad asleep?”
"Not yet. I haven't been in a good state of mind lately and can't sleep, so I just want to go to bed later." Uncle Li moved away and let Han Baiwen walk in.
Han Baiwen nodded and said, "I'm going to find my dad."
The style inside the villa and the appearance are actually two different tastes. The outside is European style, but inside, it completely highlights the Chinese classical culture. Chinese paintings and ceramic flower screens are all very reasonably placed in the living room.
, although there are many, they don’t look cluttered, which is obviously the result of some design.
Facing Mr. Han who was sitting on the sofa in the living room with his eyes closed and concentrating, Han Baiwen walked up to him respectfully and shouted in a low voice: "Dad!"
"Yes." Mr. Han nodded slightly, opened his eyes, glanced at Han Baiwen strangely, then nodded on the sofa and said, "Sit!"
After Han Baiwen sat down, he glanced at the tea on the coffee table in front of Mr. Han, frowned and said, "I heard from Uncle Li that you haven't been sleeping well recently, so don't drink tea. Drink some milk, which will help you sleep."
"Do you think I am you young people? I can't get used to the taste of milk." Mr. Han sighed and said: "You young people, what kind of coffee, cola and other things do you like to drink? This tea is not good for me.
Say, it’s just a drink.”
"Haha, your son, I am not a young man!" Han Baiwen chuckled, pushed up his glasses, and said with a smile: "I now feel that except boiled water, everything else is harmful to the body."
Mr. Han shook his head, closed his eyes again, and said calmly: "As I get older, my children don't like to come here anymore. As an old man, I feel a little uncomfortable. Hey... If you have time, ask Han Le to come and see me.
Look at me."
As soon as he heard Han Le, Han Baiwen's face darkened and he whispered: "Dad, that's why I came here."
"What's wrong with Han Le?" Mr. Han asked leisurely.
"Dead."
"Dead?" Mr. Han suddenly opened his eyes. Although he was already in his twilight years, his eyes became more and more fierce. "How did you die?"
This is a kind of aura! It is not the kind of turtle qigong that explodes into the small universe, but an aura accumulated by a superior person over the years! Although Han Baiwen is over fifty and has rich experience, but in
In front of Mr. Han, he was still a little oppressed and couldn't breathe. He gritted his teeth and said, "Killed!"
Mr. Han stared at Han Baiwen with scarlet eyes, and finally couldn't help it, and a drop of turbid tears flowed out. Mr. Han wiped the tears with his sleeves, and laughed at himself: "I, Han Wei, have been struggling for most of my life, but I have nothing."
Relying on every penny from the Han family in Beijing, I was able to lay such a foundation in this provincial capital. I didn’t expect it! Haha, I really didn’t expect it! As I get older, I’ve actually been reduced to the point where the white-haired people are giving away the black-haired people.”
After hearing Han Wei's words, Han Baiwen felt a little uncomfortable. He lit a cigarette and comforted softly: "Dad, don't get excited..." In fact, at this time, Han Baiwen didn't know how to comfort him.
She didn't tell Han Wei because she was worried about his health. If his body had a baby, Han Baiwen would have to commit suicide. Should he give away the younger one first and then the older one?
"Aren't you excited? Why aren't you excited?" Han Wei angrily yelled. "How could you, a father, let your child suffer such a misfortune? You said you...hey..." Han Wei really couldn't say any more.
, muddy tears kept falling.
Han Baiwen handed Han Wei a tissue, shook his head and sighed, laughing at himself: "I don't have an eldest brother, a second brother, or a fourth brother who is so fierce. There are many children and grandchildren in the family. I only have a son like Han Le, and I usually only have a lot of children.
I doted on him a little bit, but I don’t know who he provoked to end up in such a misfortune.”
"I want to know what happened!" Han Wei's eyes were like burning fire, and those cloudy eyes seemed to be able to see through the essence.
"At the beginning, I just thought Han Le was going somewhere to play..." Han Baiwen told the whole story, and finally said: "In the end, the guy named Zhao Qiang was taken by a military commander named Liu.
Gone."
"Huh! You were just suspicious at first, but now I'm afraid you have decided that he is the murderer?"
Han Baiwen nodded, "It seems that I still underestimate him. I have heard the name of Commander Liu. He has always run the army with iron-blooded methods and has never engaged in malpractice for personal gain. I didn't expect this little
The teacher can actually ask this great god to take action..."
"No! I'm not asking. I'm afraid Commander Liu is rushing to help. Didn't you just tell me that Commander Liu calls Zhao Qiang the leader?" Han Wei said lightly. "I'm afraid... Zhao Qiang's status is not low!"
"Yeah, I didn't expect that there would be someone like me who arranged for his son to go to a primary school to polish his skills." Han Baiwen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's just that I'm very surprised that there is anyone in our province who can let Commander Liu take action, even at the expense of
Offend our Han family."
"We don't have it in our province, but we have it in Beijing!" Han Wei revealed the key point in one sentence. In this province, the Han family can be said to be a big one, and everyone can only look at it. It is impossible for anyone to be on an equal footing with them.
If it's in other places, it's not worth Commander Liu's intervention. Then the only possibility is in the heart of China, Beijing!
"Dad, what do you mean..."
Han Wei nodded lightly, sighed, and then his veins popped out, looking very angry, "I don't care where Zhao Qiang is from, my grandson must not just die! I'll call the Han family
!" This time the Han family in Han Wei's mouth was the Han family in Beijing.
"Thank you, dad!" Han Baiwen said sincerely. Just like what Han Wei said, when Han Wei was young, he worked hard for this foundation without using any money from the Han family in Beijing. But now, for the sake of his deceased grandson,
Han Wei put down his old face and asked the Han family in Beijing for help for the first time! This shows how much Han Wei attaches importance to Han Le, or in other words, to Han Baiwen.
In fact, no matter how big the family is, how extensive the business is, or how rich the money is, the family affection within it is indescribable. After all, this Han Le is the biological grandson of Han Wei!
Han Wei opened the phone book and searched for a long time before he found a number. He picked up the landline next to him and called the number according to the number in the phone book. After a while, the call was connected. Han Wei immediately said: "I
It’s Han Wei!”
"I know you are Han Wei, and I also know what you want from me." A confident, slightly old voice came from the other end of the phone, and he spoke very fast. "I should have helped you, but
There is nothing I can do about this matter. Seeing as you are my clan brother, I will say one more thing, you have offended a guy you can’t afford to offend and I don’t want to offend you either, so you’re in luck!”