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Chapter 88 Confrontation

Zhang Chi has been reading in the school library these days, more like flipping through books than reading. Usually he can read more than a dozen books a day.

Usually there are not many people in the school library, and most of the time the teacher responsible for managing the books is there alone. She used to have a habit of leaving early in the afternoon. After all, everyone has a family, so she walked ten or twenty minutes early to pick her up from a nearby kindergarten.

Children, the government's time can be used as little as possible, and the water supply department can make do with corruption.

But when Zhang Chi was like this, the teacher became depressed. He would not leave until five o'clock in the afternoon, so the administrator teacher could only stay with him.

Zhang Chi could feel that the administrator teacher's resentment was growing day by day, and the anger level was getting higher and higher day by day. On the fifth day of his continuous visit, the administrator teacher finally couldn't help it anymore: "I said this classmate, everyone is in the classroom."

Review, why don't you go? The college entrance examination will be in a few days."

Zhang Chi held a book in his hands and read it in fascination, and hummed perfunctorily.

The administrator's anger level rose to 1500 because he ignored her. She got up and walked over. It was Friday and she was going to pick up the children early today. Now, all plans were messed up by him.

She came to Zhang Chi and saw a stack of books in front of Zhang Chi: "Collected Works of Nietzsche", "Computer Programming and Technology", "Traditional Chinese Painting Landscape Techniques", "Learning Freestyle in Ten Days", "Human Weaknesses", "Poor Dad"

"Rich Dad", "Planting and Gardening", "Complete High School Geography", "Proof of Wildness"... This is too complicated. Can he finish reading so many books?

Look at Zhang Chi holding a full English version of "Jane Eyre" in his hand.

Although the administrator teacher was not a substitute teacher, she had heard that this guy’s academic performance was at the bottom of his senior year graduating class. She couldn’t help but said, “What on earth are you doing here?”

Zhang Chi put down the book and looked at the administrator with a smile, thinking to himself, "Didn't you see me reading?" He asked knowingly.

The teacher administrator pointed to the books piled like a mountain on the table and said, "Can you finish reading? Do you understand?"

Zhang Chi nodded. He had read a lot of books and had the confidence to act cool. He was full of poetry and calligraphy. Isn't that irritating?

The administrator teacher picked up the English version of Jane Eyre on the table: "Tell me, what is it about?"

Zhang Chi said: "What page is it?"

"Page 5!" The administrator teacher was really angry. She had never seen such a pretentious student in her whole life.

…the moon was set, and it was very dark; bessie arrived a lantern, whose light glazed on wet steps and gravel road sodden by a reent thaw…

Zhang Chi recited the content on the fifth page fluently, with no stagnation in his flow, so smooth that the administrator teacher couldn't bear to interrupt him. When he heard this guy's standard pronunciation and recited it without missing a beat, the administrator teacher was completely on the spot.

Dumbfounded, dreaming? I must be daydreaming.

She quickly turned back to a certain page and said the page number again.

……i'll tell you, if i an, the idea, the piture these words opened to my mind: yet it is difficult to express what i want to express.……

……i thank my maker, that, in the midst of judgment, he has remembered mery. i humbly entreat my redeemer to give me strength to lead heneforth a purer life than i have done hitherto!

The administrator's mouth opened wide and her eyes widened. She could no longer hide her shock. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes or heard it with her own ears, she would never have believed that this humble boy could actually

The English version of "Jane Eyre" can be recited by heart.

Zhang Chi was still calm and calm, and did not get carried away. He picked up "Planting and Gardening" and asked, "What do you ask next?" Finally got a chance to show off, but this guy still has more to show off. After becoming a mortal, he has a strong desire to express himself.

The administrator teacher shook his head, still unable to wake up from the shock the other party brought to him.

Zhang Chi said: "Can I still read books in the future?"

The administrator teacher didn't answer. When Zhang Chi picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave, she chased after him and handed Zhang Chi a spare key: "You can take a look at it, but remember to lock the door!" I really need to hurry up and pick up the child, otherwise I will

Take a copy of "The Official Path of Medicine" to test him.

Zheng Qiushan went to the hospital to visit Huang Chunli and found out that she had been taken home. It is said that Lin Chaolong and his wife specially imported a set of the most advanced monitoring equipment from abroad for her recovery, and also invited world-class brain experts to consult with her.

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Zheng Qiushan decided to visit Lin Chaolong in person. He had many questions and wanted to ask this famous figure in Beichen for advice.

Lin Chaolong wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it he decided to meet with the policeman in charge of Huang Chunli's case.

Zheng Qiushan was led by his secretary to Lin Chaolong's office. Before entering the office, he received a call from his ex-wife Qiu Dongqing. However, she had just received a notice that she was about to go on a business trip to handle a business dispute and might not be able to make it back tonight.

He was asked to pick up his daughter from school in the afternoon and take care of her for one night, and Zheng Qiushan wholeheartedly agreed.

Lin Chaolong stood up with a smile and greeted him: "Hello, Officer Zheng!" He took the initiative to extend his hand to Zheng Qiushan and shook hands with Zheng Qiushan.

Zheng Qiushan first explained his purpose of coming.

Lin Chaolong was very polite and cooperative. He smiled and said: "Cooperating with the police investigation is the responsibility and obligation of every citizen. If you have any questions, Officer Zheng, just ask."

"Then I'd like to thank Mr. Lin first." In fact, Zheng Qiushan has already suffered a loss at the hands of Lin Chaolong. The last time he went to investigate Huang Chunxiao, he was severely reprimanded by his superiors and warned him that he would not do anything without concrete evidence.

Before providing evidence, you must not disturb the victim's family by making false accusations.

Lin Chaolong is an entrepreneur with great social influence and a philanthropist who is enthusiastic about public welfare. You must be cautious when investigating him. Even if Lin Chaolong is polite now, he might complain to his superiors when he turns around. Zheng Qiushan will do the same.

Be mentally prepared to be trained again.

Zheng Qiushan said: "Mr. Lin, in fact, I am not only the police officer in charge of this case, I am also Miss Huang Chunli's friend."

"Chunli is lucky to have a friend like you." Lin Chaolong always had a modest smile on his face. At first glance, it seemed easy to approach, but upon closer inspection, there was an indescribable feeling.

A sense of indifference and distance.

"Ashamed, I failed to fulfill my responsibility as a police officer in the jurisdiction to protect her." Zheng Qiushan began by examining himself.

Lin Chaolong was keenly aware that Zheng Qiushan's feelings for his sister-in-law were unusual. It was probably the policeman in front of him who went to investigate his wife last time. His enthusiasm for the case was not only due to his police duties, but may also be mixed with it.

There is an element of personal emotion. Lin Chaolong said: "Tea or coffee?"

"Have tea!"

Lin Chaolong asked his secretary to serve tea.

Zheng Qiushan took the bamboo leaf green that was delivered and said thank you, and then said: "Mr. Lin, I came to you to find out something from you."

Lin Chaolong nodded, indicating that he could ask questions.

"Excuse me, do you know He Donglai?"

"He Donglai! Are you talking about the suspect who committed murder and arson?" Lin Chaolong has been paying attention to the progress of the case. For the safety of his family, the police also specially reminded him.

"it's him!"

"We know each other, but we don't have much contact with each other."

Zheng Qiushan changed the subject and asked, "Do you know Chu Wenxi?"

When Lin Chaolong heard this name, he felt like he was pricked by a steel needle. However, he controlled his emotions well and remained calm on the surface: "She seems to be He Donglai's wife. I have some impressions, but I don't recognize her."

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"Mr. Lin should know that there was a big incident in Tzu Chi Hall twelve years ago. Because of the unexpected death of Chu Wenxi, your father-in-law, Mr. Huang, was involved in a medical dispute. It was also because of that incident that Mr. Huang

After closing the Tzu Chi Hall, I became disheartened and chose to retire."

Lin Chaolong nodded and said: "I remembered that this happened. The lawsuit was still in court, and it was finally ruled that my father-in-law did not need to bear responsibility."

"I heard that Mr. Lin is Mr. Huang's personal disciple?"

Lin Chaolong became more and more alert. He looked at this inconspicuous police station officer and said, "Yes!"

"You are better than your master. Mr. Lin gave up medicine and went into business, and has achieved such a scale. Mr. Huang, Mr. Izumi Izhi, will definitely be proud of your achievements today."

Lin Chaolong said: "Being a doctor is to save people, and being a pharmaceutical company to develop new drugs is to save more people." His answer was reasonable and full of emotion.

"I admire you, I admire you! Mr. Lin's mind and feelings are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people like us."

Lin Chaolong chuckled and said: "Actually, there is no distinction between high and low people. No matter what you do, as long as you live up to your conscience. I have always believed that the value of a person's existence in this world depends on how many people he can help."


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