[Impacting the new book list over the weekend, Octopus asks for support from recommendation votes. This week’s recommendations are a bit weak, so I can only rely on everyone]
They broke up in front of the dormitory hall. Zuo Xiaoqing raised her beautiful eyes as clear as spring water and looked at Zhang Yang quietly: "I suddenly forgot that I should say thank you to you..."
Zhang Yang laughed: "I am the one who should say thank you!" Thinking of the moment when Wang Zhongke led the police to take him away by force, Zhang Yang was immediately filled with gratitude to this girl who was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. Although Zuo Xiaoqing's bravery
There are factors related to her family background, but it takes a lot of courage to stand up at that time.
"Then we're even!" Zuo Xiaoqing left a smile and walked toward the stairs.
Zhang Yang looked at her figure quietly, feeling a little dazed until Chen Guowei and Wang Rui rushed up and put their arms around his shoulders: "Hi! Zhang Yang, your grappling skills are so cool. What kind of skills is that?"
"Split the tendons and cross the bones!" After Zhang Yang said this, he walked towards the dormitory, leaving only Chen Guowei and Wang Rui standing there dumbfounded.
Han Chuanbao fully realized the power of splitting tendons and dislocating bones. He went to the county hospital for emergency treatment that night with his dislocated arm hanging down. X-rays were taken to prove that it was a dislocation, but the position of the dislocation was very strange. The doctor on duty at the orthopedics department studied it for a long time.
Uncertain of using manual methods to restore the position, he was finally advised to go to the county hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. So Han Chuanbao reluctantly went to the county hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. His father, Han Weizheng, was naturally alarmed and used his connections to find the old director of the orthopedics department of the county hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.
, after watching the film, the old director shook his head and said: "Manipulative reduction is impossible. Either surgery, or go to a municipal hospital."
Now the two men were indeed a little dumbfounded. You must know that the old director is also a leading figure in the orthopedics academic community in Jiangcheng City. Since he said this, there is probably nothing he can do even if he arrives in Jiangcheng. Han Weizheng looked at his son's appearance and felt confused.
He feels distressed and annoyed at the same time. The annoyed part is because he has offended many powerful people. The distressed part is that he is his thorn in the side after all. You can't just watch him suffer, right?
Han Chuanbao put all the responsibility on Zhang Yang, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't let me meet him again, otherwise I will break his legs..." Before he could finish his words, he hit me hard on the back of the head.
a slap.
Han Weizheng scolded angrily: "You don't think you've caused enough trouble for me. Director Shao of the County Public Security Bureau came in person with just one phone call. Who is behind this? That's Secretary Li of the county party committee, and that's Director Tian of the municipal bureau!"
"
Han Chuanbao lowered his head after being scolded. He just said harsh words. He had seen the whole process with his own eyes. No matter how weak his brain was, he understood that he couldn't afford to offend the backer behind him.
Not to mention these backers, the boy named Zhang Yang had made himself and his two subordinates look like this in just a few moments. There is no doubt about his fighting ability.
Han Weizheng's heart was up and down, and he was silently thinking about how to deal with this matter. Wang Zhongke had already described what happened in detail on the phone just now, so naturally he couldn't help but complain to him. Han Weizheng was worried about more than just his son's injury.
, What makes him even more worried is the series of subsequent effects. Shao Weijiang, Li Changyu, and Tian Qinglong are not something he can compete with. As a father, he is clear about his son's problems. Han Weizheng has worked hard for so many years.
He worked hard to get where he is now, and the harder it is to get, the more he doesn't want to lose it. And everything he owns has become unknown overnight because of his son's youth and frivolity. Han Weizheng clearly realized that if
If you don't handle this matter properly, you will soon be thrown into the dust and you will never be able to recover.
Han Weizheng quickly made a decision: "Xiaobao, find out what the two girls lost and find the lost items as soon as possible!"
Before that, Wang Zhongke had already issued an ultimatum to Han Chuanbao. Han Chuanbao sighed: "I asked the bus driver. It should be Sun Haizi's group from Liang Ji who did it. I called him, but this is a bitch."
No call back."
Han Weizheng couldn't help but cursed: "You worthless thing, what good will happen if you hang out with those gang of rogue thieves all day long? Who of these scum is loyal?" He paused and said: "They are disgraced.
You should have made a record of something. Now go and buy it for me. Buy whatever is missing. If you really can’t buy it, use the money to replace it for me.”
"Dad..." Han Chuanbao realized that the matter was much more serious than he expected.
"Also, starting from tomorrow, you, the security section chief, will stop working. I will send all the temporary workers Sun Chuanfu and those who participated in the fight home."
"dad……"
"Don't fucking call me dad, why did I, Han, give birth to such an unworthy person like you!" Han Weizheng scolded angrily.
Even if you scold him, you should still feel sorry for your own son. Otherwise, there is no such thing as a calf-protector. Han Weizheng is a calf-protector, and for the sake of this precious son, he can lower his arrogant head and even put down his self-esteem.
.So early the next morning, he took Han Chuanbao to apologize to Zhang Yang. The reason why he chose to go to Zhang Yang to apologize first was because Zhang Yang was a boy, and it should be relatively easy for men to communicate with each other. The second reason was because of Zhang Yang’s behind-the-scenes
It was Li Changyu, secretary of the county party committee. In Han Weizheng's view, Li Changyu was undoubtedly more terrifying than Tian Qinglong, the police chief in Jiangcheng. After all, Tian Qinglong needed to use other means to deal with him, while Li Changyu only needed to say a word to deal with him.
Yes, there is another important reason. The dislocated right arm has been tormenting my son all night. Since all this was caused by Zhang Yang, maybe someone will find a way to cure it. What is the old saying? To untie the bell, you must tie it.
Lingren. A man can stretch and bend, but he must bow his head when it is time to bow his head, no matter who the other person is, no matter how old the other person is! Speaking of which, Li Changyu, secretary of the county party committee, is also younger than himself, so he himself bows to others in the same way.
This is the first time that Zhang Yang has met the manager of the Chunyang County Passenger Transport Company. Han Weizheng is forty-five years old this year, but he has always claimed that he is forty-six years old. After all, no one wants to be someone else's wine table when it comes to the attributes of the zodiac.
Just kidding, he is not tall, has a bulging beer belly, a fair and fat face, and is mostly bald. The hair on his forehead is left very long, and then neatly combed to the back of his head with a comb, a typical place.
Support the center.
Seeing Han Chuanbao next to Han Weizheng, Zhang Yang had already vaguely guessed Han Weizheng's identity. Han Chuanbao's eyes looking at Zhang Yang no longer had the arrogance and domineering look of yesterday. All that was left was pity and pain. The injury on his right arm had tortured him all night
, his face also turned pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Han Weizheng walked over with a smile and extended his hands to Zhang Yang enthusiastically: "This is Zhang Yang, I am Han Weizheng from the passenger transport company..."
Zhang Yang ignored him and glanced at Han Weizheng coldly. His hands were still in the pockets of his white coat. Just like that, Han Weizheng's hands were frozen in the air. Han Weizheng was so angry in his heart, but he knew better why he came today.
If you ask for help from others, there is nothing you can do if they ask you to eat something and hold it back.
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