The night breeze was blowing, and there was a bit of warmth in the late spring wind. It was no longer as thrilling as it was a few days ago. Fang Zhicheng walked around the uneven streets of Sanyuanqiao Community, collected some information, and rented it to himself.
I was walking to the rental house in the ant nest where I lived, and when I was near Old Man Jiang's house, I noticed a tall and thin man standing at the door, leaning on the window and looking inside.
Fang Zhicheng's first reaction was that this man was probably Old Man Jiang's son, and he yelled, "Who is he!"
The tall and thin man was startled. He slipped off the window sill and rushed forward with his head buried in the air. Fang Zhicheng exercised every day and had unusual leg strength. He ran for more than ten meters and grabbed the tall and thin man by the collar.
, and with a fierce shake, the tall and thin man lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.
"Damn, who are you?" The tall and thin man slowly got up from the ground, stared at Fang Zhicheng, and cursed.
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said, "I should be the one to ask you this question. What were you doing lying on someone else's window sill in the middle of the night? I suspect you are a thief!"
"You... are... a thief!" the tall and thin man stammered.
The movement here attracted the attention of nearby residents. Someone came over, saw the tall and thin man clearly, and shouted: "Old man Jiang, your son is back, come out quickly."
Old Man Jiang went to bed earlier, simply put on some clothes and came out. When he saw the tall and thin man, he immediately became excited. The neighbors nearby were afraid that Old Man Jiang would get sick, so they quickly persuaded Old Man Jiang, and someone enthusiastically gave Old Man Jiang’s daughter
Jiang Pei called.
"You bastard, how dare you come back?" Old Man Jiang calmed down and scolded angrily.
The tall and thin man stood up. He looked like an ordinary drug addict. His face was a little pale, and his eyes were lifeless, as if he hadn't woken up. He stretched out his hand and yawned, saying: "Old man, you have to give me something today."
Money, otherwise, I will die with you."
Old Man Jiang looked up to the sky and cried bitterly: "Why did I raise such a rebellious son like you? All the money in the family has been sucked up by your drug use. Okay, since you want to die together, then we will do it together.
Die."
Old Man Jiang turned around and rushed into the house to get the knife, but was stopped by his neighbors.
Someone advised: "Jiang Fan, your dad is having a hard time. He has sold several houses over the years to support your drug addiction. Just let him go."
"I spared him, but who spared me?" Jiang Fan said angrily, "If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to get more compensation on the pretext of urban village renovation, how could I have embarked on this unhealthy path?
The way back?"
Jiang Fan's face turned ferocious, "Those people tempted me to take drugs and let me gamble, isn't it because this old guy is a nail-biter and refuses to be demolished? He is the culprit, making me look like a ghost or a ghost.
Murderer, do you think I want to live like this? Who doesn’t know that taking drugs is slow suicide, but if I take this road, if I don’t take drugs, my life will be worse than death! Have you ever been to a drug rehabilitation center? That’s hell!”
The neighbors were startled by Jiang Fan and took a few steps back. It is probably difficult for drug addicts to control their emotions, so others were a little scared.
Fang Zhicheng stepped forward, slapped Jiang Fan hard, pointed at his nose and cursed, "Don't make excuses for your depravity. You have become what you are now, and no one has put a knife on your neck.
Forcing you to be so miserable. It's all because of your weak will. Your father has no obligation to support you for the rest of your life. As for you taking drugs, that is your own choice. Your father even sold all the properties in the family in order to support you taking drugs.
Will he care about the money and push you to a dead end?"
Jiang Fan stared at Fang Zhicheng coldly. Due to long-term drug abuse, his consciousness was sometimes sober and sometimes blurry, but human instinct told him that he could not confront Fang Zhicheng, because this kid was ruthless and he was no match for him.
"Everyone cooperate with me and tie him up." Fang Zhicheng took out the belt from his waist and told several neighbors.
The neighbors cooperated, forming a circle and blocking him in the center. Fang Zhicheng simply used a small grapple to trip Jiang Fan to the ground, then tied his hands with a belt to control him, and then
Pressed him into Old Man Jiang's house.
When Old Man Jiang saw that everyone had held Jiang Fan, his mood stabilized. After waiting for another ten minutes, Jiang Pei hurried back home. Behind her was a man who looked to be in his thirties. The man glanced at Jiang Pei.
Fan, with obvious disgust in his eyes.
Jiang Pei walked up to Jiang Fan, raised his hand and slapped Jiang Fan hard, saying angrily: "You are really going too far!"
Jiang Fan licked the corner of his mouth, and the smell of blood made him sober. He said angrily: "You bitch, why do you hit me? I won't let you go!"
Jiang Pei said coldly to Old Jiang: "Jiang Fan has lost his humanity. Dad, will you give up on him?"
Old Man Jiang said excitedly: "He is your brother and my son, how can you give up?"
The man next to Jiang Pei sighed, took out an envelope from his pocket, and said: "Dad, we have done a lot of things for Jiang Fan, but this is the last time we really help him. There is some money in it,
Just accept it, Jiang Pei and I will leave first."
"Sun Bai, you?" Seeing her husband say this, Jiang Pei had a look of disbelief on her face.
Sun Bai said in a deep voice: "Jiang Pei, we are husband and wife, and I have never shied away from my obligations and responsibilities. But your brother's matter has made me exhausted. I really hope there is a solution to this matter.
End it and stop affecting my life. At the same time, I also hope that you will make a choice and make a complete decision on this matter. Otherwise, we... get divorced!"
"Divorce?" Jiang Pei didn't expect her husband to say such words, "Sun Bai, are you too cold-blooded?"
Sun Bai shrugged and said: "Jiang Pei, don't speak without conscience. I have been silently enduring everything for so many years. How many people can do this like me? You actually think I am cold-blooded? That's all, if you think I
Cold-blooded, if you don’t want to continue living with me, then just let nature take its course. I’ve already given you the money, so I don’t think there’s any need to keep it.”
After finishing speaking, Sun Bai adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and decisively left the room.
Jiang Pei covered his face in pain.
The onlookers whispered to each other, full of sympathy for the Jiang family.
Fang Zhicheng felt very ashamed, because the tragedy of the Jiang family was entirely caused by the government. The transformation of urban villages led to this abnormal story. Their family went from happiness to falling apart, and the government has an unshirkable responsibility.
Fang Zhicheng left in silence, feeling an urge in his heart to remedy the situation, but he didn't have many options.
Urban planning has a great impact on society. Many families will be affected by policies. Individual power is too small. When policies are driven by ruts, personal interests will be infinitely reduced. It is a wrong idea that individual interests give way to collective interests.
, the deformed ideology has remained in the hearts of the Chinese people for a long time, and the government has never had the slightest intention of correcting it. This is the saddest thing.
Fang Zhicheng returned to the rented house in Ant Nest, took out his mobile phone and found the phone number of Lu Yao, the propaganda director of the Dongtai Municipal Party Committee, and then sent a text message asking her if she could introduce a familiar and authoritative reporter.
Lu Yao was very surprised to receive a text message from Fang Zhicheng. Because the two had different positions, they rarely communicated with each other. However, after all, they were colleagues. Lu Yao still sent Fang Zhicheng the contact information of a current affairs reporter from Huainan Daily.
Sincerity.
"Zuo Leng?" Fang Zhicheng has heard of this person's name. He is a reporter who has won several excellent journalism awards across the country.
He took the initiative to dial Zuo Leng's number. Zuo Leng didn't wait for Fang Zhicheng to introduce him and said with a smile: "Are you District Chief Fang? Minister Lu just talked to me on the phone. I know you and you are an excellent young leader.
.”
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "It's an honor. I know your name like a thunderbolt. There is something I want to ask you for help with."
Zuo Leng thought for a while and said: "District Chief Fang, as a reporter, you have your own bottom line. Say hello in advance. If you violate my principles, I will reject you."
Fang Zhicheng secretly thought that Zuo Leng was really a reporter with personality. In this era, there are few reporters who keep the bottom line like him. Fang Zhicheng sighed and said sincerely: "Don't worry, Reporter Zuo, wait for me to say
After all, you will find that this is an extremely valuable news material that can have a national impact."
Zuo sneered and said: "I believe you, because when you were in Dongtai, you also brought many surprises to us reporters. Otherwise, I would not be easily persuaded by Lu Yao. I guess, do you need me to give Xia Guang
Does the district do a soft propaganda? Like the county magistrate Siwu, or the secretary of the county party committee who dares to tell the truth?"
"No..." Fang Zhicheng slowly said something that surprised Zuo Leng, "I hope you can reveal a story hidden under the iceberg this time, a fact that is enough to make all the cadres of the Xiaguang District Government feel shameless.
…”
"Negative report?" Zuo Leng was a little surprised, and at the same time, the reporter's curiosity aroused, "District Chief Fang, let's meet..."
Fang Zhicheng said in a solemn tone: "Then tomorrow?"
After hanging up the phone from Fang Zhicheng, Zuo Leng's legs kept shaking, as he would do every time he encountered exciting topics. He has been in the Huainan media industry for more than ten years, and he is still only the deputy director of the department. The reason is that,
He often disobeys the arrangements of his superiors and reports on some very sensitive topics. But because of this, he has received great attention from some leaders, and his position in Huainan Daily is irreplaceable.
Zuo Leng has been paying attention to Fang Zhicheng since two years ago. He has analyzed that Dongtai's rapid rise in Huainan is closely related to this person. For example, the Yinzhou underground bank case that shocked the country previously included Fang Zhicheng.
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What kind of surprise will he bring this time? Zuo Leng is full of expectations.