Ren Xiaoyao did not answer his son's question immediately. He seemed to be concentrating on driving and looking ahead.
"We'll wait until Zhou Jie comes back. We still don't know how much that kid knows that he shouldn't know."
"Dad, I think we should give Liu Gen a warning to let him know what he shouldn't say and not to say nonsense." Ren Jiaju said.
Ren Xiaoyao thought for a while, nodded and said, "Your method is feasible. Now is the time. Write an anonymous letter to Principal Qin."
"Anonymous letter..." Ren Jiaju asked in confusion: "Why write an anonymous letter?"
"Isn't that kid on probation for one year? Let the school expel him first." Ren Xiaoyao then told Ren Jiaju about how Liu Gen helped Wen Hanmei in gambling and asked him to write it clearly in an anonymous letter.
Ren Jiaju asked in surprise: "Dad, how did you know that Liu Gen was also involved in gambling?"
"Wen Hanmei once mentioned it in front of me." Ren Xiaoyao glanced sideways at his son.
"That's not going to involve Sister Hanmei." Ren Jiaju still doesn't know the relationship between his father and Wen Hanmei. He usually calls Sister Wen Hanmei.
"She has fled abroad, and it will not have any impact on her." Ren Xiaoyao said: "Originally, I wanted to deal with Liu Gen after he refused our request. At that time, I was worried about you, Sister Hanmei, so I endured it.
With that tone, I am taking advantage of this incident to give that kid a warning and tell him not to talk too much."
"Haha... Dad, your thinking is much smarter than mine." Ren Jiaju said with a smile, "I was still thinking of finding a few people to beat him to death."
"Jiaju, use your brain more when doing things in the future. Li Ganzi and Li Tianyi are a lesson." Ren Xiaoyao took the opportunity to teach his son: "Be polite to your enemies and let them fall unconsciously.
After knocking the opponent down, he still thanked us in his heart. That's his true skill. Sometimes, you don't have to use a knife to kill. It's the courage of an ordinary man. Just like Li Tianyi, you are a fool! You deserve to die!"
"What an idiot... haha... If you tell others this, they will definitely not believe that it can come from the mouth of the dignified deputy mayor of Nanhai City." Ren Jiaju laughed and made fun of his father.
"Your father and I have been tired of talking in officialdom all these years, always speaking insincere official language. People sometimes use vulgar language only when they speak from the heart, and the so-called elegant language spoken on the scene,
It's all fucking bullshit! In this world, I'm afraid there is no language that is more false than what politicians say. It's not even as good as a bitch. A bitch spreads her legs. That's real work, but politicians just talk.
The last one is used to deceive the common people behind their backs! What they say about servants of the people and serving the people is just a slogan that fools people! I believe that few officials really want to be public servants in their hearts. Those who are promoted as public servants
I am afraid that I am so heroic that I am secretly laughing underground." These words of Ren Xiaoyao could only be said in front of his son, and they were regarded as leading by example.
After hearing what his father said, Ren Jiaju was shocked. He had thought his father was a great person since he was a child, but he never expected that his father would not only use foul language, but also completely deny everything he had gained through hard work for most of his life.
"Dad, don't you want to retreat?" Ren Jiaju asked cautiously.
"Retreat... haha... I haven't had enough official addiction yet. How could I retire? Son, your dad is the best candidate for the next mayor." Ren Xiaoyao laughed and said, "I'll tell you this.
Dad, I think you have grown up and are about to enter the society. There are some things that take most of your life to understand and even pay the price to understand. Now, you have picked up a bargain and you don’t have to wait until you fall down to understand the truth.
, Dad told you all."
"I don't want to be an official. It's useless to know these nonsense in the officialdom." Ren Jiaju said with a curl of his lips.
"It seems that you took the sincere words that dad just said as fart!" Ren Xiaoyao lowered his face and said: "I am telling you this not to let you get involved in the officialdom in the future, but to let you use the mentality of being an official to
To deal with them, dad, I can't be your shield all my life. From now on, you have to walk your own path. If you understand these nonsense in the officialdom, it will benefit you without any harm!"
"I got it, dad!" Ren Jiaju said loudly and disdainfully, not wanting to listen to his father's preaching anymore.
"Jiaju, remember what dad said, do whatever it takes to achieve your goal!" Ren Xiaoyao finally said: "Anyone who is in your way is your enemy. You must find the most beneficial way to defeat the enemies who stand in your way."
Get rid of it! Currently, Liu Gen is one of the enemies standing in front of you and my son. Even though he is just a small character, he must be inconspicuous. Do you understand what dad means?"
"Well, I will do what dad wants." Ren Jiaju nodded and replied.
---------------------------------------------Conspiracy in the car of Ren family and his son
On the night of Liu Gen's visit, Yang Guanghui went to Nanhai University to find Xia Yang. This was the first time he went to see her after joining the internship.
The final exam of this semester is coming soon. After dinner, Xia Yang and several classmates in the dormitory were preparing to study in the library. As soon as they walked out of the gate of the girls' college, they heard Yang Guanghui calling her.
Yang Guanghui wore an impressive police uniform, but he did not have a police title.
"Xia Yang, that boy who called you is from the police academy? He's very handsome." A girl whispered.
Another girl said jokingly: "Xia Yang, you already have Brother Liu Gen, give this one to me."
Yang Guanghui jogged a few steps and arrived in front of Xia Yang and the other girls, smiling.
"What are you doing here?" Xia Yang asked coldly and unhappily.
Yang Guanghui smiled awkwardly and said hesitantly: "I was passing by...hehe...to do some errands at your school...hehe...I happened to see you..."
"Xia Yang, please introduce us." One of the girls looked Yang Guanghui up and down.
"The Forensic Medicine Department of his medical school..." Xia Yang seemed to be reluctant to introduce Yang Guanghui to her classmates.
"My name is Yang Guanghui. When we meet for the first time, are you all Xia Yang's classmates?" Yang Guanghui introduced himself generously. This was to win the favor of Xia Yang's classmates.
Several women chattered and introduced themselves, but Xia Yang seemed to be an outsider.
"Let's find a place to sit." Yang Guanghui suggested: "I'll treat you."
Xia Yang was about to refuse, but her classmates kept saying yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Of course Yang Guanghui is happy to take this opportunity to express himself in front of classmate Xia Yang.
No matter how careless Xia Yang was, he would not deny Yang Guanghui face in front of his classmates, so he reluctantly acquiesced.
After sitting down at a barbecue shop in the snack street, Xia Yang's classmates learned that Yang Guanghui had participated in the anti-gang and evil operation in Nanhai City, and they all asked curious questions.
As long as Yang Guanghui could talk, that is, what was reported in newspapers and TV, he answered one by one that he was different from Liu Gen. He seemed to be very excited in front of girls, and he talked about everything and could please girls very quickly.
, several of Xia Yang's female classmates were all fascinated by him, but Xia Yang looked gloomy and seldom spoke.
At around ten o'clock, Yang Guanghui's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was a call from the Crime Unit, he thought something had happened and answered it immediately.
"I'm Yang Guanghui...what...what's wrong with my dad..." Yang Guanghui's face turned pale. He didn't hear a word of what the other person said after that, and he just stood there crying silently.
When Yang Guanghui answered the phone, several girls who were chattering seemed to sense something was wrong from the changes in Yang Guanghui's facial expressions, so they stopped talking and looked at him quietly.
Xia Yang saw that Yang Guanghui's eyes were filled with tears first, and then tears fell down.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Xia Yang felt the unknown from Yang Guanghui's tears and asked in a low voice with concern.
Yang Guanghui's absent-minded eyes moved to Xia Yang, as if trying to hold back his grief, he choked and said: "My dad... he was killed..."
Xia Yang stood up in shock: "Uncle Yang... was killed..."
The other girls also opened their mouths in shock, and one of them quickly said: "Go back quickly."
Xia Yang's eyes were also filled with tears, and he pulled Yang Guanghui up: "Let's go quickly..."
Yang Guanghui seemed to have lost his soul, so he let Xia Yang pull him up and follow her to the roadside.
Xia Yang stopped a taxi and put Yang Guanghui into the car. He also got in and asked, "Are you going back to your home?"
Yang Guanghui's tears were still falling down, he shook his head and said: "Go to the detachment, you can't go home, you can't let my mother know... my mother won't be able to bear it..."
Xia Yang then told the driver the address, stretched out her hand to hold Yang Guanghui's hand, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but she didn't know how to say it. She could only use this body language to express her inner grief.
Yang Guanghui sobbed sadly along the way, and Xia Yang didn't say a word and cried silently with him.
When he arrived at the detachment, Xia Yang learned from a policeman that less than an hour ago, the two policewomen who went to Hong Kong with Yang Rucheng, one of them named Yan Yu, called back and reported in tears what happened in Hong Kong.
thing.
At about eight o'clock, Yang Rucheng was shot dead in a nightclub in Kowloon. He was shot once in the left chest and in the heart. He died on the way to the hospital. Yan Yu made the call in the ambulance.
Yang Guanghui, who had been grieving for almost an hour, seemed to wake up, wiped away his tears with his hands and asked: "Did someone from the Hong Kong underworld do it?"
"We are currently contacting the Hong Kong police for verification, and we have not determined who the murderer is yet," the policeman replied.
"I'm going to Hong Kong to avenge my father!" Yang Guanghui said loudly.
"The director specifically stated that you cannot go to Hong Kong," the policeman said.
"Why?" Yang Guanghui shouted angrily, grabbing the policeman by the collar and questioning him.
"The director is worried that you will do something drastic."
"If his father was shot dead, would he worry about doing something drastic?" Yang Guanghui almost roared.