Chapter Forty-Four My Sister-In-Law Cannot Be Bullied
From the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Wang Chenghu’s face was livid. Hearing that his son was slapped in public, he immediately became furious. In Qinghe, someone dared to hit his son. It was outrageous. His nickname was Wang Laohu.
Ah, this is pulling a tooth out of the tiger's mouth.
At that time, he was about to send someone to arrest this guy, but he suddenly thought of the Zhang family who suddenly disappeared in Qinghe and was wiped out overnight.
So he became cautious again. When the investigation revealed that the person who beat him was just a country bumpkin from the mountains, Wang Chenghu's face became even more ugly. He thought he was some awesome person, but he didn't expect that he was actually a country bumpkin. It was like he
A dignified deputy director feels as uncomfortable as being slapped by a thug below.
Just as Wang Chenghu was about to send someone over, his old classmate Lin Qingping suddenly called. The two of them had been playing together since childhood, and they would always tell the truth about any rumors in official circles.
So he quickly answered the phone, but he didn't expect that Lin Qingping actually said on the phone that this person could not move for the time being.
At that time, Wang Chenghu, who was holding back his anger, wanted to scold his mother. He said to himself that my son was slapped so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was slapped while kneeling in front of so many students. You, an old classmate, didn't help me, but said he couldn't move. This
What means?
Hearing Wang Chenghu's anger, Lin Qingping quickly explained: "Old Wang, this matter really can't be handled. If it were someone else who would arrest and beat him up, he would be sentenced to a few years. But you know what happened this morning.
Come on, Ma Guotao came to my place in person and gave me a lesson, and I’m still thinking about how he will punish me next.”
When Wang Chenghu heard this, his expression changed. Everyone knew that Ma Guotao was a two-faced person. He became the director of the Municipal Bureau only because of his mouth. He could not compare with people with backgrounds like them. Therefore, Ma Guotao has always kept a low profile, but
This time it was different. Of course he had also heard about it. No one expected that Ma Guotao would be so determined and even reported the matter to the municipal party committee. Even the municipal party committee expressed support for Ma Guotao.
Suddenly, there was a tremor below, and Lin Qingping was even more frightened. He didn't even know the origin of that woman, but even the municipal committee was alerted.
"You mean, does this country bumpkin from the mountains have anything to do with what happened this morning?" Wang Chenghu calmed down.
"Oh, you guessed it right. The person who beat Xiaodong was his brother. When I heard that Xiaodong was beaten, I was very angry. After all, I watched Xiaodong grow up with my own eyes. Isn't your son mine?
Son, but we really can't mess with this matter, this is a special period." Lin Qingping reminded.
After being in the officialdom for so long, Wang Chenghu naturally knew what Lin Qingping meant. This was to tell him that after waiting for this period of time, as the saying goes, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.
But Wang Chenghu became curious: "Do you know the identity of that woman?"
"I don't know, but..." Lin Qingping suddenly whispered, "However, I guess that woman should be related to the disappearance of the Zhang family. This matter was done by Ma Guotao himself, and even the municipal party committee is blocking the news.
, it can be seen that her background is definitely not small, you think about it, in Qinghe, even in a prefecture-level city, it may not be easy to touch Zhang Fugui. "
Wang Chenghu said "Yeah" and hung up the phone. Zhang Fugui was very rich, but his power was not in Qinghe. It was just a county-level city, and there was a prefecture-level city above it. Most of Zhang Fugui's industries were in Qinghe.
In the prefecture-level city, the relationship with the superiors is also very good, so even the richest man in Qinghe, Zhou Xingxing and his father Zhou Dafu, are not willing to offend Zhang Fugui easily.
But even though such a rich man was exterminated, their public security system did not react at all. It was like a big hand behind his back, covering up this matter. It was as if Zhang Fugui's family never existed.
Wang Chenghu is powerful, but he is only powerful in Qinghe. When it comes to prefecture-level cities, he is nothing, so he must treat this matter carefully. Who said that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake? It just depends on whether this dragon is strong or not.
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When I went to the hospital to see my son in the evening, the suppressed anger in Wang Chenghu's heart immediately came up again. This slap was as painful as a slap on his face.
"Don't worry, dad will definitely avenge you. If you dare to touch my son, he is like a dragon, and I will skin him off!" Wang Chenghu promised.
Wang Dong, on the other hand, was in tears. Before Lu Changsheng was killed, he would be too embarrassed to go back to school.
When Lu Changsheng and others returned to school, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, the entire school was having evening self-study. Lu Changsheng and Zhou Xingxing had no intention of going to class, but they were forced to go by Zhong Youde, a top student.
He walked into the teaching building and, in his old-fashioned words, no matter what happens to you in the future, it is always good to learn something.
In desperation, the two of them could only go to the classroom with a grimace, but just halfway through, Lu Changsheng suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, do you know where I can apply for the art major?"
"Art major?" The two of them looked strange. Zhong Youde asked, "Why are you asking this? Do you still want to major in art?"
"I think he wants to pick up girls. Ever since his car accident, this guy has been very lucky. Only the art major in the school has the most beauties." Zhou Xingxing said with a jealous look on his face.
"Go, go, I seriously want to sign up for a major." Lu Changsheng said seriously.
"Come on, it's serious. You're already in your senior year of high school. Most majors are in the first grade of high school. The professional exams are almost over. What's the point of applying now? Are you a genius?" Zhou Xingxing said angrily,
"Just pick up a girl, just take her, we understand."
Lu Changsheng was helpless. When Zhong Youde arrived, he said calmly: "Just find the art teacher on the second floor of the teaching building. If you really want to learn painting, there is a way out."
"Yes." Lu Changsheng nodded, said a few words to them, and then went to the second floor.
After he left, Zhou Xingxing quickly looked towards the stairs and found that Lu Changsheng had really gone to the second floor, but he still refused to give up and was about to follow him when Zhong Youde said: "What are you doing, do you want to go back to the dormitory to sleep?
"
"No way, I just went to supervise Chang Sheng. This guy has been very thief recently. Maybe he deceived us and went back to sleep alone." Zhou Xingxing explained quickly.
"I think you are planning to go back to sleep, so you are using immortality as a shield." Zhong Youde said angrily.
"Don't you suspect that he doubts me?" Zhou Xingxing looked angrily, "Do you think I look like that kind of person?"
Hearing this, Zhong Youde looked at him with a smile for a few seconds and said: "A serious appearance cannot hide the passion inside."
"You..." Zhou Xingxing said angrily, "Okay, okay, I'll go to the classroom. I'll go to the classroom to sleep."
Watching him leave, Zhong Youde shook his head and involuntarily glanced in the direction Lu Changsheng left before following him.
When Lu Changsheng came to the art room, he saw a familiar figure. Who was this if not Ning Weiwei?
He saw her hunched over, arranging the equipment in the art room, facing the window. Lu Changsheng was dumbfounded at that time, and swallowed involuntarily. The pair of murder weapons in this posture had already reached the level of
A shocking degree.
But soon she straightened up and spotted the stupid Lu Changsheng at the window. He seemed to have thought of her own posture just now. Ning Weiwei's face was filled with anger: "Don't you think it's rude to peek like this?"
"Uh..." Lu Changsheng finally came to his senses and walked over, but he was thinking in his heart, is it polite to look upright?
Of course, he would never say these words to death. After walking in, he directly explained his purpose and said that he wanted to find an art teacher to apply for a major. But Ning Weiwei laughed when she heard this: "You still
Sign up for a major?”
"I really want to learn painting." Lu Changsheng said seriously. Ever since he knew that painting can break through the state of thinking, he has always wanted to sign up for this major. After all, he can't sneak into the studio every time, right?
"Hey, classmate, you have to understand, you are already in your senior year of high school, what's the point of enrolling in a major?" Ning Weiwei asked.
"I said, I really want to learn to paint. It doesn't matter whether I have a major or not." Lu Changsheng said seriously.
"Where's your brother?" Ning Weiwei suddenly asked, "Why didn't this stupid guy come with you?"
Lu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself: You may have fallen in love with my brother, right? But he said, "Go home."
"What?" Ning Weiwei's expression changed, "When did it happen?"
"It's just this afternoon." Lu Changsheng said strangely, "Why are you asking this? You can't be???"
Ning Weiwei seemed to realize that there was something wrong in her words, and quickly explained: "What are you thinking about? Your brother keeps running to the infirmary recently, saying that he wants to look at me. I'm just surprised that he was beaten by the police yesterday.
How could he go back after being taken away?"
"Oh." Lu Changsheng made a close guess. Ning Weiwei didn't say anything, but her expression told Lu Changsheng that she at least had feelings for her eldest brother.
Lu Changsheng didn't really have any thoughts about Ning Weiwei, but every time he thought about what happened with her in the studio at night...
Lu Changsheng was troubled for a while. If Ning Weiwei really liked his elder brother, then he should definitely be the matchmaker. But when he thought of those things, he felt guilty in his heart. If she and the elder brother were in love, then Ning
Weiwei is the eldest sister-in-law. You can't bully a friend's wife, let alone a eldest sister-in-law.
"What are you doing?" Ning Weiwei fiddled with the equipment, as if she wanted to dispel Lu Changsheng's doubts, but she asked, "When will he come back?"
"I don't know." Lu Changsheng shook his head and said with a smile, "If you like him, you can go to my house to find him. Just go back with me during the winter vacation."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ning Weiwei blushed and said angrily, "Two brothers have the same virtue."
Lu Changsheng smiled, but did not continue teasing. He just asked: "Where is the art teacher who applied for the major?"
"What's far away is as close as our eyes!" Ning Weiwei said while arranging the equipment.
"you???"
"Why, can't it be done?"
"Okay, why not? Why don't you, sister-in-law, open a back door for us? I guarantee that things between you and elder brother will work out." Lu Changsheng said with a sly smile.
"What are you talking about?" Ning Weiwei picked up the equipment and pretended to hit her, but her face became even redder.
"Okay, okay, if I don't say anything, okay." Lu Changsheng smiled and said, "Then Teacher Ning, can you open a back door for me?"
"Do you really want to learn?" Ning Weiwei suddenly came over and stared at him, as if she wanted to make him retreat.
But at this close proximity, the huge murder weapon almost made Lu Changsheng's nose bleed. He took two steps back and then said firmly: "Of course, why else do you think I'm here?"
Hearing this, Ning Weiwei didn't say anything. She just found the painting tools from a pile of equipment, threw them in front of Lu Changsheng, looked at her watch, and then said, "I'll give you ten minutes to draw an apple."
After saying that, she went to organize her equipment. Obviously, Ning Weiwei wanted to test Lu Changsheng and make him quit. Painting is not something that can be done casually. It not only relies on acquired training, but also
You have to have talent.
This is not because she underestimates Lu Changsheng, but because many famous artists are trained from a young age, and their talent begins when they are eleven or twelve years old. People like Lu Changsheng have already passed this stage.
Even with talent, there is no future in the future. Instead of wasting time on this, it is better to concentrate on studying and get into a good university.