The anti-Japanese ideology that has lasted for thousands of years is deeply rooted. The awe of ordinary people towards the powerful class cannot be eliminated in just thirty years of reform and opening up. The behavior of the elders of the Yang family is reasonable and understandable. If it were anyone else, I am afraid they would be far less calm.
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A society in which officials and senior officials suppress people to death.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Liu Rulong and Zhou Zhengchuan are almost the most powerful boss.
Yang Chen's elders carefully stayed with him until about seven o'clock in the evening. Finally, they couldn't stand it any longer. Uncle Yang Chen hesitated again and proposed that he wanted to leave. This time, Liu Zhou and others were no longer enthusiastic about staying. They had to attend a meeting with the Xinfeng Municipal Government in the evening.
Li Hanwei, who was at the banquet, also took the opportunity to say goodbye.
A group of relatives walked out of Yang's house and took the elevator downstairs. They were relieved and said goodbye to each other. Most of them lamented that what they experienced today was so unbelievable.
Several families went their separate ways.
Yang Hao drove the Buick Excelle out of the Mingdu Community of Hengda. The four people in the car were distracted and silent. In the past, every time relatives got together, it was like an addiction to experiencing a sense of superiority. They were always very excited afterwards.
Yang Guoliang, who was in the back seat, pressed down the window halfway, lit a cigarette, and smoked quietly until he finally made a decision. He gently patted his son Yang Hao's shoulder and said meaningfully: "From now on, put down your arrogance and be more arrogant."
Get close to your two cousins and have a good relationship, it will come in handy in the future."
"Am I close to them?" Yang Hao was a little angry. He was used to looking down on his two cousins, and he showed disdain as always.
Yang Guoliang lowered his face and said solemnly: "I am doing this for your own good. Guo Tao of your second aunt's family has turned over because of his good relationship with Xiaochen."
"I don't believe that Xiao Tao can earn hundreds of millions. Do you also believe that Deputy Mayor Li praised Zhou Zhengchuan because of his reputation? I asked, the Q7 that Xiao Tao drove back was rented, and it was purely for rent.
A bloated face pretends to be fat. If you are really rich, how can you use this frivolous trick?
Talking about Xiaochen...it's obvious that he's just a freeloader. I admit that Nalan Tongtong is awesome, but do you think they can get together in the end? Xiaochen is just a college student now, and we have a bunch of relatives in our family.
It makes him think so hard, his thinking is really weird."
Yang Hao's analysis was so clear and logical that Yang Guoliang was speechless. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that what his son said was quite reasonable, so he simply remained silent.
Buick Excelle is drifting away.
The wine shop at Yang Chen's house was still the same, with everyone leaving. The three living and dead brothers, who had not gathered together for a long drink and chat in many years, spoke freely and raised glasses frequently.
"Guodong, how powerful your son is. You know, he single-handedly killed six gangsters. People in the Xijing Public Security System guessed that he was an elite member of the Langya Special Forces. I think so too." Zhou Zhengchuan made a drunken gaffe and exposed Yang Chen.
bottom.
"Chenchen, aren't you discharged from the army?" Yang Guodong turned to look at Yang Chen who was watching the Mango TV party with Nalan Tongtong in the living room, confused.
Yang Chen smiled and said nothing.
"How come I haven't heard of the Langya Special Operations Brigade?" Liu Rulong couldn't help but ask, his words showing a hint of drunkenness. He looked at Zhou Zhengchuan and then at Yang Chen in confusion.
Yang Chen looked at the three drunken old guys and said with a smile: "There is no Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade in the world. It is purely a fabrication."
"What about you?" Yang Guodong asked with a frown.
"Dad, I can only say one thing. So far, I am still a soldier." Yang Chen told the truth. This is no longer a secret in itself. There is no harm in telling it. He has a fierce code name for wandering abroad, and has done things for the country and the military.
Those things are top secret.
Still a soldier.
Yang Guodong was stunned after hearing his son's words. Zhou Zhengchuan and Liu Rulong looked at each other in surprise. The calmest person in the room was Nalan Tongtong, who looked at the TV without any reaction.
"Okay, okay." Yang Guodong came back to his senses, said hello twice, raised his glass alone, and drank it all in one gulp. This man who had a special affection for the army hoped that his son would work in the army for a lifetime and continue his dream.
Being injured, taking off his military uniform, leaving the iron-forged camp, and being an unknown hero for thirty years was a regret that Yang Guodong could not let go of in his life, but he was good at hiding it and never showed his feelings.
Well done to my son.
It suddenly became clear.
Maybe he drank too much, maybe he was too excited, Yang Guodong put down his wine glass and burst into tears.
Liu Rulong and Zhou Zhengchuan patted Yang Guodong on the shoulder, knowing why the bloody man who had no fear of death had tears in his eyes.
A thousand cups of wine are not enough to meet a close friend. It was around ten o'clock in the evening when Liu Rulong and Zhou Zhengchuan had the best time and left drunkenly. Yang Guodong sent his old comrade downstairs.
Liu Hua, Yang Chen, and Nalan Tongtong also followed Yang Guodong downstairs and watched several cars drive away from the community.
After the old friend left, Yang Guodong withdrew his gaze from the distance, turned to look at his son, and said with emotion: "Your Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhou have a high and powerful position, but with a son like you, dad doesn't feel inferior to them at all."
Yang Chen, who didn't know what to say, nodded heavily and silently recited the vow he made: to make his parents straighten their spines in front of everyone.
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The eighth day of the first lunar month.
Yang Chen had to attend a junior high school class reunion.
This party was specially organized for Yang Chen by a few good brothers from junior high school.
It was almost lunch time, and there was a huge flow of people in front of the Xinfeng International Hotel. In the large open space between the hotel's main entrance and the parking lot, a group of young men and women, numbering more than 20, gathered, and people continued to join this group.
Three or five people gathered together to chat, and occasionally burst into laughter.
"Brother Yong, why aren't you here yet, brother Chen?"
Someone in the crowd asked loudly, and the eyes of dozens of men and women all turned to one person. Hao Yong, who was once one of the top five in the Ninth School, is now in the criminal police brigade of the city bureau.
Hao Yong is the main initiator of the party.
Wang Xiaofei, Li Feng, and Sun Yu surrounded Hao Yong, smoking and talking nonsense.
Four of the five out of nine came, but the most legendary Yang Chen is missing. It’s understandable that some people can’t hold back their eagerness.
"Don't worry, Yang Zi never breaks a promise."
Hao Yong smiled at the friend who asked the question. In fact, this guy was also very anxious and looked at the direction where Yang Zi might appear from time to time.
Dozens of men and women are waiting eagerly.
Waiting for that domineering man in junior high school who made their blood boil or secretly fall in love with them.
Most of them are either busy with their studies or running for life early. They have not paid attention to the news about Yang Chen for many years. I wonder how the legendary figure who was once famous in the Ninth Middle School is doing now. Is he still powerful or just like them?
Becoming more ordinary?
On the road in front of the hotel, a shiny black Mercedes-Benz G55 off-road vehicle gradually stood out from the traffic and came into people's sight.
"This car is domineering." Someone praised.
The approaching Mercedes-Benz G55 suddenly deviated from the road, turned towards the hotel, and drove towards the gathered crowd. Most men and women looked at it in surprise.
The off-road vehicle braked suddenly and stopped firmly in front of everyone.
One person opened the door and got out of the car. He had very manly short hair, a slightly longer head, and slightly shorter sideburns. It was similar to the hairstyle of Master Huang. He had a handsome face with sharp edges, wearing toad mirrors, and a fluttering black windbreaker that perfectly set off this figure.
He has a slender and muscular figure and is full of coolness.
