Chapter 85: Called by the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee
Chapter 85: Summoned by the Municipal Party Committee Secretary
The conflict with Wentangjian was greater than imagined, which was something Yang Xiaole did not expect.
After meeting at the police station that day, Yang Xiaole knew that the hypocritical masks between him and Wen Tangjian were completely torn apart, and both parties wished for the other's death.
I don’t know which bastard reported the information, but even the newspaper knew about it and knew about Yang Xiaole and Wen Tangjian’s billiards gambling.
The son of the dignified Municipal Party Committee Secretary lost ten million by betting on billiards. This in itself is not a glorious thing. Two keywords are very attractive: Municipal Party Committee Secretary, ten million.
In the past few days, Chen Yuan had not lived a steady life. She was very scared. She was afraid that Wen Tangjian would attack Yang Xiaole. She had regretted it a long time ago. If she had known this, she would not have taken Yang Xiaole to her classmates' banquet anyway. If not
When she took Yang Xiaole to attend some classmate banquet, what happened today would never have happened.
Standing on the podium, Chen Yuan was distracted several times. Her lost look made the students in the audience confused. They all thought about what happened to the beautiful class teacher? What was she thinking?
"Did you see it? Did you notice anything different about Lao Ban today?" Zeng Yin lowered his head and whispered to Yang Xiaole and the others.
Chen Yang said: "What's the difference? I'm always distracted and don't know what I'm thinking. Third Master, do you know?"
"I'm not saying this, please take a closer look." Zeng Yin said.
"It's nothing, I don't think there is any difference." Zhuo Dang looked at Chen Yuan on the podium seriously for a while, but he didn't notice any difference in her. She was still as sexy and beautiful as ever.
"Alas! With your little discernment, I really don't know what to say to you. Look, is there an extra necklace around Lao Ban's neck?" Zeng Yin said, looking distressed.
Chen Yang was stunned, "Tsk, what's so surprising about this? Isn't it just a necklace?"
"That's an extraordinary necklace, youngest. You, the second generation of the damn rich, have done it all for nothing. You have no discernment at all. According to my guess, the necklace that Lao Ban is wearing is worth at least two million or more."
Zeng Yin's words shocked Zhuo Dang and Chen Yang. They both stared wide-eyed and said, "Two million? Real or fake?"
"Youngest, how do you know?" Yang Xiaole, who had not spoken yet, asked. He actually admired Zeng Yin's vision, so he could tell?
A proud smile appeared on Zeng Yin's face: "Hey! Because I had seen that necklace in a jewelry store, and I was thinking about snatching it away."
Yang Xiaole and the other three people were sweating profusely on their foreheads. They robbed him. Damn it, Zeng Yin, the bastard, wanted to rob him. With such a small body like him, it would be faster to seek death.
"Can't you just let the one she wears be A-grade?" Chen Yang always thought it was impossible.
Zeng Yin rolled his eyes at Chen Yang and said with disdain: "A person? Do you think it's you? Don't think about who our boss is? Will she be the kind of person who uses an A person?"
Chen Yang choked and blushed, "Is it really that expensive? Who gave it to me? Is it Wentangjian? No, it shouldn't be him? Sister Yuan will never want Wentangjian. Could it be that you, Third Master, bought it?"
?" Chen Yang suddenly turned his attention to Yang Xiaole.
Yang Xiaole smiled. Before he could answer, the bell rang. Chen Yuan on the podium said class was over, and the whole classroom started to boil.
"Third Master, please tell me, is it a gift from you?" Chen Yang asked. He really hoped that Yang Xiaole would answer yes, but he also hoped that Yang Xiaole would answer no. A necklace worth more than two million yuan is too expensive.
The phone rang, interrupting Yang Xiaole who had just opened his mouth to speak, "My maknae, I'm sorry, wait until I answer the phone."
When Chen Yang saw this, he almost went crazy. He wanted to take the phone in Yang Xiaole's hand and smash it to the ground. He was so paralyzed that it wouldn't ring sooner or later.
"Hello." It was an unfamiliar number, and Yang Xiaole was not familiar with it.
"Yang Xiaole, I am the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee. I am at the gate of your school now. Come out now and I will wait for you." The voice on the phone said.
Yang Xiaole was stunned when he heard this. Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee? He was so paralyzed that he came to kill him? It’s just that the tone of the other party’s words was really unbearable. Isn’t he just a fucking secretary? Does he need to be dragged like this?
"Okay, I'll be there." After saying that, Yang Xiaole didn't give the other party a chance and hung up the phone directly. Yang Xiaole has always disliked this kind of person the most. What is it? Is it just because he is the secretary of the municipal party committee secretary? So he feels superior to others.
?
"Third Master, who is it?" Chen Yang asked. Seeing that Yang Xiaole's face was not good, he hurriedly asked with concern.
"What a bastard." Yang Xiaole said, "I'll go out for a while."
When he walked to the school gate, he saw a black Audi car parked there. Yang Xiaole guessed that the car should be the car of the secretary of the municipal party committee.
Sure enough, when Yang Xiaole walked towards the car, the black Audi car window slowly lowered, "Get in the car."
Yang Xiaole sneered, no wonder people don't like officials so much now. Look at that airs and paralysis. Just a secretary can be dragged like this, but what if it is the secretary of the municipal party committee? What kind of drag will it be like? Damn.
The other party's face was not very good. Yang Xiaole hung up the phone just now, which made the secretary of the municipal party committee feel very angry. Over the years, most people have not even had time to flatter him. Who dares to hang up on him directly like Yang Xiaole?
Being able to become the secretary of the municipal party committee secretary is naturally the most trustworthy person of the municipal party committee secretary. If the secretary wants to say a few bad words in front of the secretary, it will be easy.
It is precisely because of this that people want to curry favor with the secretary and hope that he can put in a good word for them in front of the municipal party committee secretary.
"Mr. Secretary, what do you want from me? I have class in a few minutes. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly." After getting into the car, Yang Xiaole said. He was quite unhappy with the so-called secretary in front of him.
Yang Xiaole is like that, if you respect him a foot, he will respect you a foot. Now that the other party doesn't treat him as a human being, does he still need to be polite to the other party? Bullshit.
"Yang Xiaole, you are crazy." the other party said.
"Haha, Secretary, we are all for each other."
"The secretary wants to see you." the other party said.
"Well, just in time, I was planning to meet him, let's go, we're in a hurry." Yang Xiaole knew that the matter was getting serious, and Wen Tangjian no longer had the ability to settle things.
Half an hour later, Yang Xiaole met the current Pengcheng Party Committee Secretary, Wen Yucong, in the city government office.
"Haha, classmate Yang Xiaole, I'm sorry for calling you here in such a hurry, I hope you won't be offended." Wen Yucong walked up to Yang Xiaole with a smile, and stretched out his hand to shake it with Yang Xiaole.
Seeing Wen Yucong's smiling face, Yang Xiaole had an illusion in his mind. Could it be that Wen Tangjian was not Wen Yucong's son?
Yang Xiaole had seen Wen Yucong often on TV, but this was the first time he saw Wen Yucong in real life. Wen Yucong on TV always looked serious, unlike now, where he seems so approachable.
Smiling tiger!
Yang Xiaole came to a conclusion about Wen Yucong in his heart. Of course, he hoped that Wen Yucong was really easy to talk to and approachable.
"Secretary, I wonder what you want from me?" Yang Xiaole asked pretending not to know.
Wen Yucong said: "Haha! Come on, classmate Xiaole, sit down and talk first." Wen Yucong pointed to the sofa next to him and said to Yang Xiaole: "The main reason I came to you today is to say sorry to you. As a father,
I'm not qualified."
Yang Xiaole was stunned. He could hardly react to what the other party said. Apologize? Wen Yucong apologized to him? Really or not? After all, he is also the municipal party committee secretary!
"Classmate Xiaole, I know a little bit about what happened between you and Tang Jian. He is wrong in many aspects. Therefore, I apologize to you today not in the name of a municipal party committee secretary, but in the name of a father." Wen Yucong
said.
Yang Xiaole's old face was a little embarrassed. As the saying goes, you can't hit someone with a smile. No matter whether the other person is acting or speaking from the heart, Yang Xiaole can't attack the other person. A dignified municipal party committee secretary has already bowed to you like this, what else can you do?
"Secretary, it's not that serious. It's just a small misunderstanding between us. Let's forget about it," Yang Xiaole said.
"Okay, haha, classmate Xiaole, I'd like to thank you very much." Wen Yucong laughed heartily.
"Secretary Wen, Mr. Ling and I had a billiards bet, and I also beat him and took away his 10 million check. But you also know what happened later. I don't know whether it was me who was unlucky or Mr. Ling who was lucky. I
You can still encounter robbers when you go to a bank." Yang Xiaole said with a bitter look on his face: "So it has absolutely nothing to do with me causing the young master to lose 10 million now."
Wen Yucong nodded, "I know it's impossible for you to take away the ten million without a check."
Yang Xiaole smiled, feeling quite embarrassed. He had always misunderstood Wen Yucong before and thought Wen Yucong was not a good person, but now he knew that Wen Yucong was a good person and a good official.
"Secretary, it's true that I'm sorry that I made you take time out of your busy schedule to see me."
"Haha, it's okay, Xiaole. Some reporters may come to find you during this period. I hope you won't talk nonsense then. I will also handle it well. What do you think?"
Yang Xiaole suddenly realized that he was so paralyzed that he had been making trouble for a long time because he was afraid that he would talk nonsense. "Okay, no problem, but secretary, since we have met now, there are some things I want to talk about. I hope you won't be offended."
"Of course, please tell me." Wen Yucong said.
"I don't want things like what happened that day at the police station to happen again. Everyone's tolerance is limited, and I am the same, but I can't always talk easily." Yang Xiaole said lightly.
Wen Yucong's face became a little unnatural. How could he not hear the threat in Yang Xiaole's words?
Yang Xiaole also noticed something was wrong with Wen Yucong's expression. Even so, he still wanted to say that he didn't want Wen Tangjian to frame him one after another in the future.
First the gentleman, then the villain.
"Don't worry, I will tell him." Wen Yucong realized that Yang Xiaole was not simple. Faced with his gaze, Yang Xiaole did not make any concessions and was not afraid at all.
In Pengcheng, in this office, no one dared to look at him like this. Today I finally met him, but the other person was just a student.
"Thank you Secretary, I feel relieved with your words. I am just a student and just want to live an ordinary life." Yang Xiaole said.
"Haha, classmate Xiaole, you are still so young and you want to live an ordinary life? The future of the world belongs to you young people, and the future of the motherland still depends on you, so don't think about living an ordinary life so early and work hard.
Pursue your own goals." Wen Yucong said with a smile.
"Haha, Secretary, maybe I am just a person without great ambitions, which makes you laugh, Secretary." Yang Xiaole said.
In the following time, the two of them chatted about many topics, and apart from the matter about Wentangjian, they had a very happy chat.
"Secretary, I won't disturb you anymore." Yang Xiaole knew that he could leave, and there was no point in staying any longer. Should he still wait for someone to treat him to dinner?
"Okay, classmate Xiaole, come and sit here more often when you have time. Talking to young people like you will also make me feel much younger."
Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "It is an honor for me to be able to talk to the secretary." Although he said this, Yang Xiaole did not dare to take it seriously. It was just a polite comment, but he must not take it seriously.
After leaving Wen Yucong's office, Yang Xiaole walked out of the municipal party committee building. He refused Wen Yucong's offer to send him a car back to school.
It wasn't that Yang Xiaole was easy to talk to, but that he really didn't want to see that bird secretary for fear that he would feel nauseated.
After Yang Xiaole left, Wen Yucong immediately picked up the phone and said, "Don't mess with him during this time."
On the contrary, just now, Wen Yucong had an approachable smile on his face, but now, his face is a bit colder and angry.