"Xinyan, what are you talking about?" Zhang Zongze supported himself, hugged her knees, and said, "What's wrong with me? Tell me, can I change it?"
"Zongze, are you Mayor Han who is taking the lead in rectifying Yancang Town?"
It turned out that this was the case. Zhang Zongze secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm not trying to punish him. This is our job. He has a mental problem and a bad health. I just asked him to rest in advance and recuperate."
He relaxed for a moment, and even looked surprised. Song Xinyan saw it, and her heart skipped a beat: He must be hiding something else from her!
Compared to him messing with Han Wei, there was something bigger he was hiding from her.
"Zongze, I haven't asked you what you have been doing over the years. I don't want to interfere with your work. However, no matter what we do, we must be worthy of our conscience and withstand scrutiny."
Song Xinyan said, "Today, someone said hello, saying that you insist on being an enemy of Han Wei and want to deal with the innocent people in Yancang Town? Someone warned the Qin family to withstand the storm! Zongze, your current unit is not suitable.
Let’s find another place.”
Zhang Zongze angrily picked up the ashtray and threw it on the ground, and said angrily: "Song Xinyan, I am also a college student. I have achieved today's results based on my own ability. I have never relied on you or my mother to get some resources. Why do you have to
Are you suppressing me repeatedly? I don’t want to change units, I don’t want to change!!”
"Whether you admit it or not, we have actually benefited from the Qin family! We must also be careful in our words and deeds for the honor of the Qin family." Song Xinyan said coldly, "If you feel wronged, we can divorce, I
Don’t delay your future.”
When Zhang Zongze heard that Song Xinyan was getting a divorce, his arrogance suddenly disappeared.
He didn't dare to feel wronged or divorced. He didn't care whether he could be promoted or not after leaving her. Even if he had already reached this position, he could throw away his job and rush back to the countryside. It was just a matter of a few lines on a document.
Even though she cannot give birth, even though she is not pretty enough, there are still a lot of high-quality men who are willing to marry her even if she is divorced.
Slowly sat down, held Song Xinyan's hand, sighed, and said: "It's just letting someone go, how can it affect our marriage! Oh, who told me that I have you in my heart, don't be angry,
I just won’t arrest him.”
With that said, he took out the documents in the bag, showed them to Song Xinyan, and tore them up in front of her!
"Innocent people are not allowed to be in trouble. Even if the Han family's youngest son is a fisherman, he has the Han family and the Cheng family behind him. Grandpa must be courteous. You cannot afford to offend him."
"Even if the substitute teacher looks very inconspicuous to you, he might be someone you can't afford to mess with!"
Song Xinyan's mood did not improve when she saw him tearing up the documents. She became more and more suspicious of his relaxed and calm cover-up just now. What on earth was he hiding from her?
Zhang Zongze now has ten thousand kitchen knives dancing in his heart. He has been around for so many years and is still the grandson-in-law of the Qin family. He can't even take down the mayor, the grandson of a landlord, and he can't even touch a substitute teacher who spreads rumors and causes trouble.
He wants to vomit blood
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After Xu Zishan submitted his essay, he asked Xu Mingshe to call Duoduo Qian, and together they went to work on the vegetable patch in the school.
With Qian Duoduo farming, she felt much less worried. Qian Duoduo was a lot of people and didn't understand the world, so he wouldn't ask her where the seeds and seedlings came from, so she could cheat openly.
Xu Mingxuan did not follow. He was currently doing summer homework, preparing for fourth grade courses, and practicing martial arts with Old Man Xie. The muscles and bones that had been stretched apart in the past two days began to hurt.
Xu Zishan saw that he was in so much pain that his legs were bowed when he walked. He came back and lay on the bed, unable to move even after taking a shower. He massaged him and he screamed in pain.
Asked if he could persist, Xu Mingshe buried his face on the bed and said feebly that he could persist.
Xu Zishan smiled, this younger brother is tenacious and will definitely make great achievements.
"Sister, where's the big guy? If he's not here every day, why would he be so reluctant to disappear?"
"You mean Han Ji? I don't know where he went."
I haven't been seen for two days, and I haven't even said hello.
What do you mean? Going to sea?
Didn’t you say that you want to be with someone? You don’t even say a word when you go out.
Bad review!
Cursing Han Xinghui, the waiter at the guest house knocked on the door and said that a gay man named Song Haiyang was looking for her.
Song Haiyang got his driver's license at his father's place, took some time off, and rode his motorcycle to Yancang Town.
He lost a lot of weight. When he saw Xu Zishan, he smiled broadly and gave her his driver's license: "It was done a few days ago. I was sick and the delivery was late. Are you in a hurry?"
"Thank you so much. With this driver's license, it will be easier for me to travel in the future. You came just in time today. I made fried chicken and treated you to dinner."
"Did you cook it with your own hands?" Song Haiyang was very happy. She wanted to be able to cook for him with her own hands. Does this mean that she liked herself a little bit?
"Yes, I made it with my own hands." I brought it out of the space with my own hands.
It didn't matter what Song Haiyang ate, he just wanted to see Xu Zishan.
Standing at the door of the kitchen of the guest house, watching her busy, the smile on her face never fell.
In fact, Xu Mingxuan came to see his sister after Song Haiyang was injured in the last typhoon, and his impression of Song Haiyang became much better.
However, he also saw that Song Haiyang was not just being nice to the Xu family, but wanted to find a partner with his sister.
Song Haiyang was okay as a friend, but definitely not as a brother-in-law. How could his sister marry a gangster?
Xu Mingxuan came over and took his arm and said, "Let's go to the restaurant and wait for dinner. You don't know how to cook. Why are you looking at my sister?"
Song Haiyang wanted to say that I just want to see your sister. I like whatever she does, but he didn't say it out loud because he didn't want Xu Mingxu to have a bad impression of him. The big man was fawning over Xu Mingxu.
"Brother, what is your sister doing here these days? Why don't you go back?" He was very regretful. Why didn't he think of finding a good job for Xu Zishan?
Xu Mingxuan felt very awkward when he called him younger brother, and said: "You can just call me by my name. You fight all day long, and your younger brothers are all gangsters. I won't be your younger brother."
Song Haiyang smiled awkwardly and said, "We are not hooligans."
It's not up to you to decide whether you are a gangster or not. Everyone says you are gangsters! Xu Mingxuan complained in his heart, but did not say it out loud.
Xu Zishan brought out each portion of the fried chicken, because Qian Duoduo was also there and she "cooked" a lot, so she had to eat her fill when treating guests.
The hamburgers Xu Zishan sells this time include not only chicken legs, but also black pepper beef, cod burgers and shrimp burgers. The chicken rolls are simple, with chicken tenders and cucumber strips dipping in sauce rolled up in a pancake.
She worked in the kitchen for a long time and actually fried some French fries, even the oven was in a pose.
Song Haiyang looked at Xu Zishan eagerly while eating. He wanted to say something but felt it was inappropriate, so he just smiled stupidly.
"Song Haiyang, what happened to the tuberose you took away last time?"
"All are sold, 12 yuan a pot." He put a wad of money on the table and handed it to Xu Zishan, "3360, count."
Last time he took away 280 pots, 12 yuan per pot, 3360 yuan.
"Why is it so expensive? Didn't you say 5 yuan a pot?" Xu Zishan only kept 560 yuan and pushed back the rest.
Song Haiyang pushed it back again, determined not to: "As promised, I'll give you whatever I want to sell you, and I'm not short of money."
After finishing the meal, Xu Mingxuan whispered: "Have you heard of the Sanbugui Market in Dongpu District?"