Chapter Ninety-Seven: Little Farewell Reunites to Mention Old Things
This time, the deputy office who was kicked by Leng Jun was suddenly frightened, he didn't even dare to speak, he hurriedly ran back to the office, and made a phone call to the main office.
came out with a black face, and the deputy instructed his subordinates to lock the six people in a small black room, and then cautiously said to Leng Jun: "You can't play like this in the future, isn't this a smear on your father's face, you go back first, and we'll call you if there's something." ”
"Hmph, come to my house and say something directly, I don't have the time to come to this ghost place again," Leng Jun snorted angrily and left alone.
As soon as he got home, Leng Jun called Zhang Guoqiang, and after Zhang Guoqiang asked about the situation on the phone, he directly complained:
"I said Xiaojun, your father just issued an order to rectify it, and you made mistakes, which is really worry-free. ”
"Uncle Zhang, you can help, get them out quickly, people were taken away from me, and now that I'm coming out alone, how can you let me meet these buddies in the future?" Leng Jun smiled and begged Zhang Guoqiang on the phone.
Zhang Guoqiang was so anxious that he complained again: "When is it, you are still angry, buddy, so let's take a thousand yuan." ”
"No, those dogs don't need money, they say they want to be sentenced," Leng Jun said through gritted teeth.
"Let you go, you will go," Zhang Guoqiang on the phone, laughed again.
Half an hour later, Leng Jun returned to the police station, and when he saw the police station, he wondered and asked, "What, haven't you stayed enough?"
"You think I'm willing to come back, there are my brothers and sisters here, I'll come and see them," Leng Jun said with a smile.
"What do they have to look at, you just wait to visit the prison!"
In the end, he is a college student, he has seen the world, Leng Jun saw that the institute did not drive him away, dragged a chair by himself, sat down, and stopped gnawing.
The deputy looked at him inexplicably, but he couldn't figure it out, and thought:
If you want to stay, stay there, I'm fine on duty anyway.
Neither of them spoke, so they were exhausted, each thinking about their own thoughts, and after a few more minutes, the phone on the desk of the deputy office rang.
The deputy immediately grabbed the phone, listened and nodded, here and again, two or three minutes, before hanging up the phone.
"Leng Gongzi is Leng Gongzi, he really has great powers, take a thousand yuan to pay the fine, and then take the six of them away. ”
Leng Jun didn't make a sound, took out a thousand yuan, and slapped it on the desk.
"It's really amazing, everything is planned and planned!" the deputy gave Leng Jun a thumbs up.
"You give me a formal ticket," Leng Jun was thinking now, this money, go to Aunt Jiang Feng, she will definitely be happy to report.
"You still need a fine, no!" this time almost skewed the deputy officer's tone.
If it's really the county magistrate who is not as good as the current management, after this small request was refused, Leng Jun lost his temper, he could only lead the six, and the buddies and sisters who were still trembling were so frightened that they left.
Leng Pengcheng's personal deployment of rectification brought Leng Jun into the police station for the first time, and Zhang Guoqiang easily released him again, without even leaving a record.
After Leng Jun came out, he was even more empty-eyed, and later he didn't even pay attention to his father.
Leng Pengcheng soon learned about his son's invitation to the police station, and when he heard the reason, his annoyance surged upward:
You little bastard, you are also the son of a feudal official, how can you do such a shameful thing?
When I went home that night, I just caught Leng Jun, this time Leng Peng didn't even bother to eat, first a long set of old teeth and calloused ears.
Leng Jun, he himself is now the master of teaching others, and he can't allow others to discipline him at all, but it is indeed his own fault first, not to mention that this person is his own father, so he can only force his temperament to listen to two sentences at first.
Unexpectedly, the words of the father of this feudal official, the more he said it in the later stage, the more he said it, the more unpleasant it became, all kinds of sarcasm, all kinds of ridicule, all kinds of belittling and reprimanding, and finally made Leng Jun unbearable.
How could Leng Jun not know about his father's story, and there were many of them arranged by his son himself.
So Leng Jun first responded with all kinds of yin and yang weirdness, and then went-for-tat, and then almost poked out all the things he told his mother about finding a little butterfly for his father to play with.
Anyway, at that time, it was the old and arrogant, and the little one was fierce, and one did not let the other, and the father and son actually slapped the table and hit the bench.
As soon as Xia Qin saw the father and son who were in harmony on weekdays, he made a big move for the first time, so he hurriedly came to coax this, and then persuaded that.
But it's all useless, the two men are like two roosters with red eyes, or one won't let one else, when it comes, even Xia Qin herself was scolded for it, she ran away with tears in her eyes.
In the end, when the situation of this father-son war was almost out of control, it was still the baby princess of the family, and after the little cute Leng Linger came back from school, she went out in person, she first went to appease her father, then glared at her eyes, and then grabbed her brother's ears, and pulled Leng Jun into the room, which was considered to calm down a family turmoil.
Afterwards, Leng Jun also regretted his impulsiveness that day.
Isn't all of this dependent on my father!
Don't make your dad unhappy!
So he ran to Zhang Guoqiang to ask for advice, how to make his father happy, Zhang Guoqiang naturally couldn't ignore it, and smiled and gave Leng Jun advice.
Leng Pengcheng and his son were angry, in fact, most of them were annoyed by the conversation with him above, and he always felt that he was shrouded in a bad omen, as if something was lurking around him, and he couldn't find it, and he couldn't catch it, so his mood has been very bad.
After thinking about it, for the sake of his own safety, Leng Pengcheng had to call Jiang Hao, and reluctantly proposed to temporarily cut off contact and wait for the calm to calm down.
After staying up for almost a month without seeing Jiang Hao, Leng Pengcheng's mood became worse and worse.
All this was seen by Zhang Guoqiang, who had already sat in the first place in the Finance Hall of Stone Town.
So that Sunday, Zhang Guoqiang came to call Leng Pengcheng and said that he would take him out for a walk.
Leng Pengcheng, who had not had a chance to steal for a month, was depressed, of course he knew that if he went with Zhang Guoqiang, there would definitely be meat to eat, so he hit it off and ran away.
The two didn't even call a driver, so they drove themselves to a high-end hotel in the mountains on the outskirts of the city.
The person in charge of the hotel seemed to be very familiar with Zhang Guoqiang, and he had already arranged everything for them, the most luxurious single room, eating, drinking and having fun were all free, and he also gave up Leng Pengcheng at first sight.
After settling in, they went for a walk by a brook with clear water, and since the hotel had just opened, it was already winter, and there were basically no people, so they were free.
The two walked side by side, Zhang Guoqiang began to persuade Leng Pengcheng to be more open-minded, don't be old-fashioned and childlike, the child has grown up, which way to go, they should know in their own hearts that they should try to avoid conflicts with children.
After being persuaded for a long time, Leng Pengcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and asked Zhang Guoqiang: "Has your daughter Xiaoli gone abroad?"
"I left a few days ago and went to the United States," Zhang Guoqiang replied after looking at the queen of heaven.
"Why didn't you say earlier, I should have sent something to the child," Leng Pengcheng complained.
"I've done it for you, your current position is different, don't bother with these mundane things in the future," Zhang Guoqiang smiled.
"What did you send for me?" Leng Pengcheng asked again.
"I gave some dollars and two sets of girls' hand accessories, to put it bluntly, it's all your heart, and the child asked me to thank you. ”
"Why do you give these mundane things? You should give your child a good camera, so that she can take pictures of the scenery over there and show it to everyone," Leng Pengcheng likes to take pictures, but he thinks that others like it.
"Yes, yes, the camera that Li Yan sent. ”
"Oh, yes, they've all bought things for the kids. ”
"It's all sent, and no one is missing. ”
"What about Jiang Feng, what did she give?" Leng Pengcheng still remembered this Jiang Feng who he liked the most.
"Just count Jiang Hao's gift is the heaviest, these people are all combined, they are not as thick as hers, she gave hundreds of thousands of dollars, and she sent a secretary to the family. ”
Leng Pengcheng nodded approvingly, and then asked, "How is Li Yan's company running now?"
"Yes, with you and her backstage, it will definitely not be bad, but she started relatively late, and she will definitely not be able to catch up with Jiang Hao's strength. ”
Leng Pengcheng stopped, picked a withered chrysanthemum from the side of the road, then turned his head to look at Zhang Guoqiang and asked, "How is your work?"
"A few days ago, a working group came to the financial headquarters, and I checked it over and over again for a week, but after all, it was still mouth-to-mouth, every one of my accounts was clear, and the procedures were complete, rest assured, it was impossible for them to find out anything from me," Zhang Guoqiang said with a smug smile.
"Hehe, the iron abacus really lives up to its reputation, if nothing happens to you here, I can really rest assured. ”
"Let's go back, the autumn wind is blowing," Zhang Guoqiang proposed.
After dinner, Leng Pengcheng and Zhang Guoqiang, who had drunk a few cups of deer blood, were pulled into the mahjong room by two beautiful little butterflies.
After the absent-minded Leng Pengcheng played a few laps, he felt bored, and when he saw his eyes looking at the little butterfly, Zhang Guoqiang couldn't help but laugh, sent him back to the room, and said that he was going to do something, so he quit first.
It may be that the deer blood reacted, Leng Pengcheng took a shower, but he still couldn't suppress the fire in his heart, lying on the bed and turning over and over, complaining in his heart that Zhang Guoqiang couldn't do anything, he heard the door knock softly.
Leng Pengcheng didn't even look at it, thinking that Zhang Guoqiang was back, and hurriedly protested: "Guoqiang, why did you do it? Why don't you leave the two little butterflies just now!"
"Two no, one is okay?" a familiar female voice suddenly came.
Leng Pengcheng was not mentally prepared at all, he was startled first, and after turning over and taking a look, he immediately jumped out of bed with joy.
"Wow, why are you, come quickly, you dead Jiang Hao, you want to die to me!" Leng Pengcheng rushed up and snatched Jiang Feng over.
"Hehe, you can't eat without butterflies for a day, haven't you been boiled up during this time, how is the dirty uncle arranging today?" Jiang Fengjiao smiled coquettishly.
How could he still have the heart to speak, Leng Pengcheng directly began to hurry with what and that......
After a long time, seeing that Leng Pengcheng was not sleepy at all, Jiang Feng asked lazily, "Did you miss me?"
"Think, think, you little goblin, you almost miss me to death, I have you in my dreams almost every day," Leng Pengcheng seemed to be ten years younger immediately.
"Hmph, I don't believe it, honestly, who else do you want?" Jiang Feng pouted.
Leng Pengcheng tilted his head and thought about it, and said with a smile, my first thought must be you, the second thought, of course, is He Lingzhi, and the third thought, that is, it is Yu Ying, hey... It's a pity that this girl is disobedient...
Hearing Leng Pengcheng mention Yu Ying, Jiang Feng's heart trembled, and she suddenly remembered the nightmare a few days ago.
In that dream, she dreamed that Yu Ying, whose hair was scattered, her face was covered with blood, and she was covered with scars, stretched out her hands stained with mud and blood, jumped to her bedside, stuck out her tongue and kept shouting:
Give me back my life, you give me back my life!
Another chill hit his heart, and Jiang Feng hurriedly interrupted: "You tell me about Sister Lingzhi, how did you meet?"
"Don't say it, as soon as you say it, you'll go back to the way before," Leng Pengcheng shook his head with his eyes closed.
"Well, let's talk about it, people want to hear your old story," Jiang Feng said with a wink.
Unable to stand Jiang Hao's coquettishness, Leng Pengcheng sat up from the bed, and after taking a sip of strong tea, he began to let his thoughts pass through, recalling the first woman in his life besides his wife.
At this time, Leng Pengcheng not only remembered He Lingzhi, but also thought of He Lingzhi's grandfather, and remembered the bad old man, who had calculated for him that he would have a rich and noble life...