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Chapter 232 Habits

'Just teach me a lesson, don't kill me.' When Huo Zhenghua heard Qian Mo's words, his mind suddenly buzzed. He was an out-and-out bastard. Guo Ling admitted that he molested a beautiful woman and summoned his younger brother to beat him School students have done a lot of things. At first, he thought that no matter how courageous Qian Mo was, he would just confront government officials like Gan Zuning and then let it go. However, the scene that happened behind the Yicaotang production workshop was something he would never forget. After returning home, his expression was still the same. It's no exaggeration to describe it as white and soulless.

Before returning to the construction site, Huo Zhenghua's first thought was his father. Like most children, after feeling fear, he thought of the safe haven of 'home'. Huo Zhenghua was just a young man who was not deeply involved in the world.

"You said Qian Mo beat Gan Zuning?"

In the study, Huo Qianquan listened to his son's rather lost-hearted account of what happened in the Yicaotang production workshop in the past two hours: After Qian Mo made a joke, it was Guo Ling who took the lead and slapped the supervisor hard. The director of the department slapped him, and then the security guards from Yicaotang directly attacked him with sticks. Although there were more people in the Supervisory Office, they had nothing in their hands. Moreover, most of them were office workers. They could eat, drink, socialize, and pretend to be powerful, but they couldn't fight.

"When Gan Zuning fell down behind, you said Qian Mo kicked him and Gan Zuning flew backwards?" Huo Qianquan looked solemn, feeling that his son's words were exaggerating. How can anyone have such strong leg strength? But Qian Mo's legs were so strong. He believed Mo dared to hit someone because he had an aunt named Li Qi!

Huo Zhenghua knew from the look on his father's face that he thought he was exaggerating, but this was what he had seen with his own eyes. After Gan Zuning was knocked down, Guo Ling kicked him disdainfully, and then Qian Mo, who had not made a move, lifted him up. With one kick, Gan Zuning was kicked three meters away. If the previous hit was a traumatic injury, then Qian Mo's kick caused the opponent internal injuries. Gan Zuning's face was ashen and bloodless, making people wonder why he didn't faint yet.

"Really!" Huo Zhenghua raised his voice by two minutes, emphasizing that what he said was the truth: "Father, Brother Qian really dares to attack! Although Director Gan is not dead this time... I think he looks like he is at least lying on the ground. Two months in the hospital bed!”

Huo Qianquan stood up and walked back and forth. If what his son said was true, then how could this young man Qian Mo be so skilled? He suddenly remembered something that happened in the first month of this year. It was about Li Qi one night. He went to pick up his nephew with a hundred armed men, and the hundreds of men opened fire with firearms...

"This is not something we can worry about blindly, Qian Mo... Since he does this, someone will wipe his butt, but! You can't just follow me and make fun of him." Huo Ganquan stopped and said in deep thought: "But you did a good job today... even Secretary Guo's son got involved, and we had a good relationship. However, as we do business, it is better to remain neutral. If Gan Zuning dares to come out at this time, there must be someone behind him... It seems that something is going to happen in Hong Kong City. !”

The port city that has been peaceful for many years may be experiencing waves. Huo Ganquan sighed. It is difficult to be a businessman. Even if you don't grovel, you still have to look up to others.



"Guo Ling! You bastard, your wings are stiff!?"

At the home of the Hong Kong Party Committee Secretary, Guo Huaxing was sitting in the living room with a livid face, pointing at Guo Ling and yelling curses. He had just learned that the director of the Supervision Department had been beaten by his own son. The information he reported was that Gan Zuning would at least have to be hospitalized. Three months later, my left foot was hit with a huge force and the calf bone was broken. The more serious injury came from the kick on my chest, which made my whole chest black and red. It became a big problem to eat.

"Look at you! A secretary's family actually fights like those gangsters!?" Guo Huaxing became angrier as he scolded him. He wanted to drink a cup of tea to calm down, but he slammed the teacup on the table: "Humph! You let me

Where is this secretary's face? It's okay now, no one was killed, but if someone were killed, I can't protect you!"

"I'm a bastard, so aren't you still the father of a bastard?" Guo Ling stood aside with a stern face. He was getting angry and he didn't dare to resist, but the thoughts in his mouth did not stop.

"What did you say?" Seeing Guo Ling muttering something, Guo Huaxing knew that he must be talking about some nonsense. There is no better son than a father.

Guo Ling was startled and straightened her back quickly. She had to pretend to be fake and put on a flattering smile: "Dad, you really can't blame me for this. The injuries on Gan Zuning's body were all caused by that jerk named Qian Mo.

At that time, I tried to stop him in every possible way, but the man just refused to listen and I couldn't stop him. How about...now you call him and scold him?"

Although Gan Zuning's skin injury was his own masterpiece, Qian Mo's kick made him take a breath, and he admired the accuracy of the force. The opponent did not faint. Now, Guo Ling faced his father

His anger can only betray his brother

"Qian Mo... Huh, you kid will bring trouble to the east. Don't think that I don't know that you must be responsible for this." Guo Huaxing knew his son's nature very well. Just now, Guo Ling couldn't escape him by turning his eyes.

Eyes: "Do you know how big of a trap this matter is for me? I have to appease the people below, but also report it to the provincial government in an evasive manner. But those people in the province are waiting to see the joke of me, the secretary of the port city!"

"Hey, Qian Mo really took the lead in this matter. That kid just said don't beat him to death..." Guo Ling saw that when her father talked about Qian Mo, he was obviously less angry and more helpless. He laughed and said, "I'll follow you."

The younger brother next to him is not acting according to orders."

To move the trouble up a little bit, he asked her to return to Hong Kong City to follow Qian Mo. Guo Ling has not forgotten this.

"You... you can't beat a government employee like that. Where do you want our government to put the face of our government?" Guo Huaxing knew that Guo Ling was making a clever reply, but it made sense, so he could only take it lightly.

He sighed: "This kid Qian Mo is really capable of making trouble. If he does something like this at this juncture, it will be troublesome for someone to talk about it."

"The key point?" Guo Ling has a strong ability to grasp useful information.

"Well, there is a young man from the Beiling family in Kyoto who came down from Kyoto to inspect the local troops. He will definitely come to Hong Kong City to 'have a seat'. The second master just informed me and told me to be careful not to let others catch my pigtails." The second master

Naturally, he is the second master in Kyoto. Guo Huaxing's re-election as Secretary of the Book Committee relied on the actions of several masters in Kyoto: "But now..."

The Beiling family? Guo Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this name for the second time. It seems that Qian Mo has also mentioned this ‘Beiling’. So, Qian Mo should know that the Beiling family is coming to Hong Kong City?

"Qian Mo seems to know about this before you do." The excitement on Guo Ling's face dissipated: "When we were in the production workshop, I heard Qian Mo talking about the Beiling family and what Beiling Ao was.

I didn't understand it at the time, but if you say it now... was Gan Zuning instigated by the Beiling family?"

Qian Mo knew it before he did? Guo Huaxing looked startled. Even the name "Beiling Ao" was not mentioned in the message given by the second master. Qian Mo actually knew it beforehand!

"It seems that Qian Mo has his own way..." Guo Huaxing picked up the tea cup that he just slapped on the table and took a sip, but his face was solemn and he still couldn't let go: "It is impossible for the second master to contact Qian Mo directly. This is

It’s not allowed... But then again, since that kid knew that 90% of the time Gan Zuning was a trap thrown by the other party, how could he be so stupid as to get in!?"

For Qian Mo, Guo Huaxing values ​​​​and protects him very much. He values ​​Qian Mo because of his abilities, and he protects Qian Mo because Qian Mo is the son of an old friend. Now Guo Huaxing hates that iron cannot become steel. Qian Mo's impulse puts him in a very passive situation.

"Father, I don't think we need to make a conclusion too early on this matter."

Guo Ling differs from Guo Huaxing's view. The older generation pays attention to winning in a stable manner, but the young people's thoughts are more focused on going eccentric. Guo Ling knows that Qian Mo is not an impulsive person, otherwise he would not be so impulsive.

With his "wood" character, Qian Mo must have thought of a solution...

"Qian Mo knew beforehand that something was fishy, ​​but he still took action. He should have his own thoughts. Didn't you say before that we cannot guess the thoughts of people with the surname Qian?"

Guo Huaxing did say this, because Chiba's pen and snake and dragon were really unpredictable back then, so he had this sigh.

"Hopefully"

Things have happened, and now we can only pray that this is Qian Mo's response. Guo Huaxing sighed quietly, but changed the topic and looked at his son with a very vicious look: "But this time you did go too far.

You are so sloppy. You think you can just walk away in Hong Kong City because I am the secretary of the municipal party committee!? You, write me a 5,000-word self-reflection tomorrow. You are not allowed to be late for the party and government classes at the University of Hong Kong in the future. I will call you.

Your teacher’s!”

Guo Ling's face turned bitter after hearing this. The five thousand-word self-reflection was still a trivial matter to him. The worst he could do was to get an article online. If not, he could ask his girlfriend Yuan Yiyi to ghostwrite it, but that party and politics course was really life-threatening...

….

Each family member is different in different ways

Qian Mo didn't know what shadow his cruelty would leave in Huo Zhenghua's heart. She didn't know that Guo Ling was silently mourning her tragic fate of going to class. Qian Mo only knew that the hot water tonight seemed to be lower than yesterday's water temperature.

No less than ten degrees

The sound of water flow stopped. After putting on all the clothes, I walked out of the bathroom. Well, it wasn't Qian Mo's imagination. From the steam, I could tell that the hot water tonight was much colder than last night.

"What? The water heater is broken?"

In the hall, Li Qi was holding Gong Ran'er. She liked this cute little girl very much, while Gong Yanmeng was sitting aside with a smile, watching the variety show quietly.

"Why has the temperature dropped so much?" Qian Mo walked to the sofa on the left and sat down, asking.

Li Qi teased Gong Ran'er with an apple. He laughed at Ran'er's silly look and ignored Qian Mo. Gong Yanmeng, on the other hand, moved his eyes away from the big screen and looked at Qian Mo.

"Auntie said you like to use boiling water for bathing. I think this is not good for your health, so I lowered the temperature of the water heater without permission. You won't mind."

The woman spoke softly, making people feel very gentle, but Qianmo did not dare to look directly into Gong Yanmeng's eyes for too long. He looked away when he picked up the apple on the table. The other person's eyes were too clear, and his own silhouette was reflected in them.

Clearly visible, Qian Mo is not used to it

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm used to taking hot showers."


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