"Bastard! Wang Qing put down the phone and casually smashed the purple clay pot at hand on the opposite wall, he was cautious in his life, why did he give birth to what kind of son?

"What's wrong?, Yongqiang has an accident?" Wang Qing's wife, Huang Tong, hurriedly walked over when she heard the sound and asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Qing nodded and said mockingly: "You are smart, whenever there is a little movement at home, you will know that it was your precious son who provoked it!"

Huang Tong looked at her husband's bloodshot eyes and asked, "Is it a big deal?" Why don't I call my cousin?"

Huang Tong, who graduated from primary school, pretended to be his own son in his heart, and never paid attention to the rights and wrongs outside, only knowing that if something happened to his son, her husband would not be able to solve it, as long as he called his cousin Mayor Huang An, any problem could be solved.

Wang Qing smiled self-deprecatingly, how could a smart person like Huang An take this kind of thing on himself, maybe he still has the idea of letting him kill his relatives in righteousness.

"Something happened at that nightclub!"

Huang Tong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's that Tianhao nightclub, right? It's not Yongqiang who opened it himself, what does it have to do with him?"

Wang Qing pressed his hands on his knees, sighed, and explained: "Yongqiang took the dry shares inside, I remember you said it, right? Two hours ago, Ding Xiangzhong personally led a raid and arrested a large number of drug addicts, and a large number of drugs were found in the nightclub. ”

"This ......" Huang Tong was still a little stunned, "Yongqiang definitely won't take drugs, I asked him last time, this matter has nothing to do with him!"

Wang Qing couldn't bear it anymore, with such a stupid wife and such a second son, he had really had enough of it in the past few decades, so he stood up and reprimanded loudly: "You are stupid, what does Ding Xiangzhong have to do with our family? A city bureau chief personally led a team to raid a nightclub, just for your son, and if you don't take drugs, you can't hide, transport, or sell drugs? Do you know how many grams of drugs trafficking is caught and you have to eat guns!"

Huang Tong stood stupidly in place, and it took a long time to react, "What should I do then?"

......As soon as the words fell, the phone rang, Wang Qing remained motionless with a cold face, looked indifferently at his wife's outstretched hand, and suddenly said, "Do you still want your son?"

"Can the two of us bow our heads for our son, is your cousin willing? You don't know him, will he bow to Zhang Changhe for the sake of his nephew? I am such a son......" Wang Qing covered his face and said slowly.

The monotonous ringing of the bell echoed in the house, and after a long pause, Huang Tong finally heard her husband muttering in a low voice: "The good days are gone." ”

Huang An stared at the mobile phone on the table that was automatically hung up because no one answered the call for too long, his face was cold, and the newly transferred secretary on the side asked tentatively: "Maybe there is no one at home, why don't I call Director Wang's mobile phone?"

Huang An waved his hand and didn't speak, let alone whether there was anyone in Wang Qing's family, only that it had been more than two hours since the incident happened, and Wang Qing hadn't even made a phone call so far, Huang An knew very well what kind of choice Wang Qing would make. In all fairness, Huang An can't blame anything, his cousin's family is just such a son, in order to keep this son in other aspects of the temporary peace with Zhang Changhe, it is completely possible for Wang Qing to do it.

Thinking of the storm in the city during this time because of the highway roll-up, Huang An took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, shook the cigarette box, and the last one, the family only allowed him to smoke one pack of cigarettes a week for his body, Huang An hesitated for a while, but still lit it, thinking that he had quit smoking for ten years, or after Zhang Changhe landed in Qingping, he began to smoke again.

Wang Qing is a very utilitarian person with strong ability, and he has followed Huang An for more than 20 years, working hard and complaining, but Huang An knows very well that Wang Qing's biggest problem is that he is too greedy. Huang An finally got on the road with the provincial first construction through the relationship in the province, and as a result, after Wang Qing got most of the second package project of this expressway, he gave it to the city first construction, not to mention others, even the internal construction committee of the city was not peaceful during this time, Zhang Changhe also knocked a few words intentionally or unintentionally several times.

After tonight's incident, Zhang Changhe and Ding Xiangzhong's disposal was clearly aimed at Wang Yongqiang and Wang Qing, and secretly went to the highway project, thinking of this, Huang An sighed heavily, and his hand, which was not easy to reach into the highway, was cut off by force.

Tonight's Qingping is destined to be restless, Feng Yiming's house is now very lively, the director of the Office of the Municipal Party Committee, the Secretary General of the Municipal Party Committee, and Ye Huai'an and several other Zhang Changhe's henchmen rushed over, since the situation is good now, it is natural to rely on this opportunity to strive for the most interests and more space.

Feng's mother washed some fruit and sent it into the house, took two bottles of hot water into it, turned her head and pulled Lu Fei to the small room, tonight Feng Yiming and Ye Zi came out of the nightclub Soon after, they received a call from Zhang Changhe and Feng Wei'an and went back to the city No. 1 Middle School directly, Zhang Miao is still lying on Feng Yiming's bed to sober up.

This time it was hard for Feng Yiming, a few women next door gathered in a room, Zhang Miao's wild girl might still be lying on the bed, although it was her own room, it was not good to go in now. And staying in the living room and bedroom, not to mention the meaningful glances that Zhang Changhe cast from time to time, and the warning eyes of his father, just a few other city leaders that Feng Yiming was not familiar with made him unbearable.

Gao Zhenhui, director of the Office of the Municipal Party Committee, saw Feng Yiming's eyes as soon as he entered the room, pointed at him and asked: "Old Feng, this is your kid, right?

Feng Yiming glanced at the unkind Ye Huai'an, and muttered in a low voice: "Tear down the bridge after crossing the river, who are they!"

Feng Wei'an glared at Ye Huai'an, who was not well-intentioned, turned his head to look at his son, who had given him a headache all night, and shouted: "Feng Yiming, don't go out yet!"

"Don't, Yiming is the hero tonight, just like Yiming said, how can you tear down the bridge when you cross the river!" Ye Huaian also handed a cigarette to Feng Yiming, arguing with a smile.

Frightened all night, I feel like I have taken a roller coaster, and the result is good, although I am worried about the baby daughter next door, but I have to sit here and discuss a series of affairs with my subordinates, Zhang Changhe was still thinking in my heart just now, whether to call the boss of the city Wujian who came to the door to complain a few days ago, and suddenly heard a few subordinates ridiculing tonight's hero Feng Yiming.

"Yiming, you are really like what the langur said, you are a member of the blessing general!" Zhang Changhe interrupted Ye Huai'an and Feng Wei'an's bickering, and said with a sinister smile: "Since you are a lucky general...... Then go out and guard the door and be a welcoming boy. ”

Feng Yiming rolled to the gate in a gloomy manner, but fortunately, the teachers of the No. 1 Middle School in the city were asleep at this time, and no one saw this tragedy.

Just thinking about whether he could get his hands on the storefront on South Street of Wang Yongqiang's guy when he turned around, he suddenly heard the sound of vehicle tires rubbing against the ground downstairs, Feng Yiming stretched out his head and looked at it a few times, opened the door expressionlessly, took out a stick from behind the door that usually Feng's mother used to dry clothes, and looked coldly at the old bastard who was going upstairs.