Yang Zhiguo didn't expect the police in the city to bully people so much, and he was about to leave with Fan's father. But Daddy Fan's ass is like having roots, but he can't pull it.

"What are you still doing sitting here? Don't you see? They are doing it on purpose! These people will not help us ordinary people!" Yang Zhiguo persuaded Fan's father, "Since they said that we didn't have photos and refused us, then we can draw portraits ourselves to find them, and we don't believe that we can't find them...... If Limay sees the portrait we posted, she will come to us too. ”

"It is better to ask for others than for yourself. ”

Yang Zhiguo said a lot, and Father Fan was slightly shaken, and finally stood up.

The two of them had to buy pen and paper by themselves, write a missing person notice, and post it everywhere.

But from morning to afternoon, dozens of missing person notices were posted, and there was still no news at all.

"Isn't there a way to find it like this?" Yang Zhiguo found that posting these missing person notices was not very efficient at all, he thought about it and decided to go to Yang Tianfan first.

"Lao Fan, let's go to Tianfan first and let Tianfan help us think of a way, right?" Yang Zhiguo said to Fan's father.

Father Fan was already exhausted, and he hated and regretted Fan Limei, "Listen to you, go find Tianfan!"

The two of them asked many people along the way, and finally found the newspaper office.

Yang Zhiguo felt a little relieved when he saw this towering building and generous decoration.

Yang Zhiguo was also very opposed to Yang Tianfan going to work in the city at first, Yang Tianfan would send letters to his family every week, but Yang Zhiguo never replied to a letter.

He vaguely remembered that the letter was about this newspaper.

Just as they were about to go in to find someone, they were stopped by the security guard at the door.

"What for?"

Yang Zhiguo immediately smiled and said, "I have something urgent to find my son!"

The two security guards looked up and down at what Yang Zhiguo and Fan's father were wearing, and knew that the two of them were from the countryside, so they immediately sent them away, and said impatiently, "There is no your son here!

Yang Zhiguo was a little stunned at this moment, looked at the few big characters on this building again, and said with certainty, "This is what he said in his letter!

The two security guards continued to drive away unceremoniously, took out the electric baton, and threatened, "If you don't say it, you won't have it, go look elsewhere." ”

As soon as Father Fan saw these two people fierce and vicious, he pulled Yang Zhiguo and said, "Don't go!

Yang Zhiguo's temper was not easy to provoke, so he put a straight face on the security guard, and roared angrily, "I said, my son works inside! What do you mean you don't let me in?"

The two security guards raised the electric baton in their hands and looked like Yang Zhiguo had hit him, but before they could make a move, they realized that someone had been hit the back of the head.

"Who hit me?" The security guard turned his head sharply and saw Yang Tianfan glaring at him angrily.

As soon as the security guard saw that it was Yang Tianfan, his eyebrows instantly became polite, "It's Writer Yang......"

As soon as Yang Zhiguo saw that it was Yang Tianfan, there was naturally more relief in his eyes.

"This is my dad, what are you doing with the electric baton?" Yang Tianfan didn't expect to see this scene when he passed by the door, if he appeared a little later just now, this electric baton would probably hit Yang Zhiguo.

"Is this how you treat ordinary people?" Yang Zhiguo became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and reprimanded the security guard.

The security guard didn't dare to say anything, and he relied on the security guard of the newspaper office on weekdays, and he bullied people a lot.