Chapter 1189: A Dead Dog!

Little Yellow Dog?

This is a title that Huang Zhengqing has long forgotten in the years.

Even more than 30 years ago, when he was just a small official who quietly climbed up. Few people would call him that.

Now, even more of a no!

But this almost insulting word suddenly popped up, and it came out of the man's mouth.

Huang Zhengqing was a little dazed for a while.

There is complexity, grievance, anger, but more than that, confusion.

At that time, the first young man in the capital was the Tianzi No. 1 of the real younger generation. Not only in the business world, but also in the political arena, it is also invincible.

And the old monster Tang Guozhu is such an existence.

Although he has been away from China for more than 30 years, his name and the memory he brings to people will never be erased. Even on the day of entering the coffin, the ghost will not be gone, and it will follow closely.

Huang Zhengqing knew that Tang Guozhu was back.

As an officialdom tycoon, he still has very rich news channels.

When Tang Huan provoked the little young master and faced a desperate situation. Huang Zhengqing knew that it was Tang Guozhu who came forward to settle it.

It's just that after that, Tang Guozhu didn't stay in Sijiu City like a scavenger. Instead, he chose to disappear again.

But all the older generation who followed Tang Guozhu knew that Tang Guozhu was not dead, and he had returned.

The current Huang Zhengqing is an officialdom boss standing at the top of the pyramid.

He holds great power, and it is not too much to say that he is a big man who calls for wind and rain.

He knew that Tang Huan was a descendant of the Tang family and the son of Tang Guozhu. He still dares to target and suppress.

What does this prove?

proves that he didn't take Tang Guozhu to heart at all!

He is not afraid of Tang Guozhu!

At least not as scared as it was thirty years ago!

Yes.

He originally thought that after these thirty years, he had gotten rid of the predicament of that year. has made himself incredibly powerful. Fearless -

But.

When Tang Guozhu poked his face out of the car window and shouted a little yellow dog very skillfully.

Huang Zhengqing was stunned.

He felt as if his heartbeat was missing.

Beads of sweat oozed from my back.

Nervousness, hesitation, restlessness, and even panic.

All sorts of emotions are pouring in. Huang Zhengqing didn't even want to respond to Tang Guozhu's greeting - an impolite greeting.

But he couldn't escape.

Because Tang Guozhu had already gotten out of the car.

It's exactly the same as it was more than thirty years ago.

He was so frivolous, arrogant, arrogant, and confident.

His body is full of envy, jealousy, and red-eyed temperament.

He was like God's favorite, even after being missing for more than thirty years. As strong as ever, it's scary.

Even today's Huang Zhengqing has climbed to the height he dreamed of with years of struggle.

But in the face of this top-notch gentleman who had called for wind and rain in Sijiu City, Huang Zhengqing still felt strongly uneasy.

There is also a fear.

"Tang Dashao. Don't come unharmed?"

Huang Zhengqing greeted him hard, and the expression on his face was well controlled. It's cold, and it's tough.

He waved his hand and motioned for his entourage to leave.

Roll as far as you want!

It's better not to hear a word again!

What is Tang Guozhu's character?

He will not save face for Huang Zhengqing just because he is in a high position.

If you talk too much, you will inevitably speak wildly, and it will inevitably make Huang Zhengqing lose face.

Huang Zhengqing made a very wise choice.

He chose to face the strong Tang Guozhu alone.

No matter how presumptuous this old monster is, he won't beat himself up, right?

He dared to do this back then, but now-at least Huang Zhengqing doesn't think Tang Guozhu will be like this, young and vigorous.

Tang Guozhu threw a cigarette into his mouth in a very chic manner, and then lit it.

He took a puff.

There was a ruffian breath flowing in his body.

He narrowed his deep eyes. Leisurely strolled to Huang Zhengqing's side.

Then, a hand was casually placed on Huang Zhengqing's shoulder: "I'm fine." Eat fragrant and drink spicy, still spend time drinking and drinking every day, and be merry. ”

"It's you. Tang Guozhu changed his words and carefully looked at Huang Zhengqing's old face. "It's time to pull the skin. I can't even look at the wrinkled face. Political struggles hurt me. ”

An inexplicable remark.

Huang Zhengqing was a little confused when he heard it.

He was grabbed by Tang Guozhu's shoulders and wanted to resist, but he seemed to be pressed by a thousand catties of boulders and couldn't move.

Well, it's not surprising - Tang Guozhu was a macho man when he was young, and he was still the kind of invincible macho man. Where does Huang Zhengqing have the capital to resist?

"Tang Dashao. Looking for me?" Huang Zhengqing asked with concern.

This old monster's aura is too strong.

The deterrent power is amazing.

Even if Huang Zhengqing is just alone with him and doesn't do anything, there are bursts of pressure in his heart. It makes it difficult for him to hold himself.

He just wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible.

Then he rushed home to take a shower and sleep, and slowly digested the psychological shadow of this conversation.

Yes.

Some psychological shadows are planted in a young age, and even if they die, they are difficult to break free.

Tang Guozhu is such a demon, a nightmare.

"What do you say?" Tang Guozhu looked like he asked knowingly. There was a sinister expression on his face. "Little Yellow Dog, are you inflated, or am I Tang Guozhu unable to lift the knife?"

"Even my son, you dare to move?"

These words seem to have pierced Huang Zhengqing's heart.

He had an instantaneous hallucination of prostration. I can't even stand on my feet.

Huang Zhengqing took a deep breath. Slowly soothe the panic in your heart.

After all, he has been in a high position for many years, and his psychological quality has long been different.

Even Tang Guozhu is still a nightmare existence in his heart. But it will not be like back then, only wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Now, he has learned to bark at least twice.

"I'm just doing what the above means. Huang Zhengqing said with a righteous look. "Tang Dashao. If you have any doubts. Go ask above. ”

Syllable.

Tang Guozhu slapped Huang Zhengqing on the back. It's like fighting cattle across the mountains - Huang Zhengqing feels that his heart is about to burst. It's so uncomfortable, it's like suffocation.

"Yes. Tang Guozhu said with a smile. "Little Yellow Dog, who did you learn this official tone with?"

In the face of such a face-tearing ridicule-

Huang Zhengqing endured.

What can I do if I can't bear it?

He disgusted Tang Huan, even if he didn't care.

Could it be that you still want to disgust Tang Guozhu?

This old monster is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He hadn't shown up for thirty years. This appearance, isn't it even easy to settle the little young master incident?

Even if Huang Zhengqing hates Tang Guozhu again, he knows it very well. In today's Chinese officialdom, especially the one at the top of the pyramid. At least half of them are all fox friends that Tang Guozhu made back then.

Some people still have a deep friendship.

Even if he, Huang Zhengqing, is in a high position again, it is impossible for him to pose any threat to Tang Guozhu on his own.

Therefore, it is impossible to call the board.

It's impossible in this life...

"Tang Dashao. What exactly do you want to say?" Huang Zhengqing didn't want to intrigue with Tang Guozhu.

He was under too much pressure.

The heart is running out.

No kidding, Huang Zhengqing's heart is really not very good. Blood pressure is also high.

It's really because it's too tense and exciting, what kind of heart attack is it, who is responsible?

Who to talk to?

"Keep your mouth shut. Tang Guozhu said with a smile. "Don't chirp everywhere. It's okay to trouble my son again. ”

"I turned you into a dead dog. ”

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