As a chat partner, Mr. Zheng is very qualified. The saying that age is knowledge is vividly reflected in Mr. Zheng. Yang Song found that there are almost no topics that Mr. Zheng can't talk about, so in
When discussing what Yang Song likes to do, Yang Song mentioned games.
The originally amiable old Zheng suddenly sighed and said: "Computer games are eroding the intellectual curiosity of the next generation. They would rather spend their time playing games than reading a thoughtful book. What is the point?"
Are we getting old, or have times changed?"
Yang Song was speechless to what Mr. Zheng said, so he just said a few words and then turned back to himself. He told Mr. Zheng a lot about what happened today, as well as his inner struggle and pain.
, I don’t know why, even though Yang Song is still wary of Mr. Zheng, he is still willing to share his joys, sorrows, and joys with him.
In response to Yang Song's complaints, Lao Zheng comforted him very openly: "I appreciate the saying that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If you choose to face all this, it means that you are mentally mature and can control your own
People will surely achieve success in the future, believe in yourself."
The chat lasted for half an hour. Xiaorou knocked on the door and said something in Mr. Zheng's ear. Mr. Zheng stood up with a smile and said, "Xiao Yang, it's time to go."
Yang Song nodded. At this moment, he suddenly thought of why the old man wanted to chat with him so much. It seemed like nonsense, but the relaxed chat made Yang Song feel at ease, and he even felt vaguely dependent on the old man.
He felt that if he stayed with this old man, he might not suffer such terrible treatment.
After walking out of the confinement room, Yang Song discovered that the entire police station had been completely taken over by the army. Just one corridor was filled with soldiers. They all looked at the young and old with curious eyes, without any knowledge.
They could not have imagined that they would gather them together early in the morning and mobilize thousands of people to fight just to protect these two people. How high are their statuses?
The policemen of the entire police station were gathered in the lobby on the first floor, surrounded by soldiers with live ammunition. As the national government's anti-violence force, they squatted aside spinelessly. Even the director Gao Jinjun was no exception.
He pulled his head and looked downcast.
When Yang Song and Mr. Zheng came down from the second floor, Gao Jinjun immediately raised his head and shouted: "Mr. Zheng! Mr. Zheng! It's great that you are here. Please explain to these comrades quickly. They detained us as soon as they arrived!"
An officer with the rank of colonel came to Mr. Zheng. For this commander who was sent directly by the supreme leader, he must remain 100% focused and serious and saluted: "Commander, please give instructions."
Mr. Zheng came to Gao Jinjun with a smile and said with a smile: "Xiao Gao, I have wronged you. The superiors asked me to block all news. Just go with them. No one will make things difficult for you. Don't worry."
Gao Jinjun was stunned, feeling extremely indignant in his heart. What on earth does this mean? I am aggrieved? Do you want to put me under house arrest? I am the director of the Bureau, how can I just say that I am under house arrest? Even if there is an instruction from above to block the news, this should not be the case.
How can you treat yourself? Besides, it was your own family that found this Yang Song. How can you treat yourself like this?
Wait, when he thought of Yang Song, Gao Jinjun immediately looked at Yang Song, who was standing next to Mr. Zheng with a smile on his face, and was suddenly shocked. Could it be that this brat said something bad about him? Otherwise, how could he treat his hero like this?
?Oh my God, why did I say my name so shamelessly? This guy is so cruel. Within a few hours, revenge came!
Seeing Gao Jinjun's pale face, Yang Song felt very happy. He knew that the government would not really do anything to Gao Jinjun. After all, he had not made any mistakes. It was just a policy requirement, so he was temporarily placed under house arrest and sealed. But even so, he still felt very good.
, it was just so satisfying. Seeing his desperate expression, he clenched his fists happily. This can be regarded as a small revenge. You and your son disgusted me all night, so I let you spend a few days in jail, which can be regarded as direct revenge.
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Patting Gao Jinjun on the shoulder, Mr. Zheng walked towards the outside of the police station with a smile. Yang Song followed Mr. Zheng and smiled at Director Gao: "Director, for the sake of the national plan, I have wronged you!"
Gao Jinjun glanced at Yang Song bitterly. He misunderstood what Mr. Zheng meant. He thought it was because of Yang Song's instigation and confusion of right and wrong that the superiors wanted to liquidate him to appease the angry Yang Song. He was filled with grievances and anger but could not vent it out.
, there are hundreds of soldiers gathered here. As long as he makes any move, they will not hesitate to subdue him to the ground. At that time, he will really be disgraced. Thinking of this, Gao Jinjun gritted his teeth and choked out.
With a smile on his face, he said: "It's okay, it's okay."
Glancing back at Yang Song and Gao Jinjun, Mr. Zheng smiled and stopped at the door of the police station to wait for Yang Song.
Walking in front of Mr. Zheng, Yang Song said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng." He finally understood. Mr. Zheng knew that he had resentment towards the Gao family and his son. Before leaving, he passed by Gao Jinjun. That was
I purposely let myself vent. How could he not be grateful for such good intentions? Maybe this is the temperament of people who have been in high positions all year round. They are naturally able to convince others and have a lot of salary without having to pay anything.
He worked hard.
Mr. Zheng smiled nonchalantly and said, "Let's go."
Just behind the police station, there is a brand new helicopter parked. Looking around, you can see four or five small dots in the sky not far away. They must also be helicopters. Such a large formation, Yang
Song couldn't help but smile bitterly, this looks too good on me.
But Yang Song also knew that all this had nothing to do with him, Yang Song. Rather than protecting Yang Song, it was better to say that these thousands of soldiers and the escorting helicopters were protecting all mankind.
Sitting in a helicopter is not as comfortable as a jet, let alone a passenger plane. Flexibility and convenience are the characteristics of a helicopter. The propellers made a huge noise as soon as they started turning. Yang Song quickly took the earphones handed over by a soldier.
, put on the head.
Watching the plane take off slowly, Yang Song felt a little melancholy in his heart. He was about to leave the city where he had lived for nearly twenty years. In this city, he had experienced the pain of losing his parents and the confusion of his youth.
, even after passing the college entrance examination, I thought that my life would be so ordinary forever, but I didn’t expect that God would play a big joke on me, making my future full of unknowns, and even putting a heavy burden on my shoulders.
the safety of the entire human race.
However, Yang Song has always had the spirit to move forward in adversity since he was a child. Reality cannot crush his waist, and this huge pressure naturally cannot crush his will.
"God, you have already given me a big gift. I want to see if you have any bigger surprises waiting for me?" Yang Song murmured, looking at the sky.