Feng Wei'an nodded and continued: "The city has been talking to the Xiang family, and wants the Xiang family to organize several groups of businessmen from Yangcheng to come to Qingping for field trips in the name of the Hometown Association. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"No wonder this grandson has a fearless posture today. Feng Yiming flattened his mouth and said: "It is impossible to organize businessmen to come to Qingping for inspection, it is impossible to rely on the organization of the Xiang family, right?

"It's not very enthusiastic. Feng Wei'an sneered and said: "Actually, Qingping posted it here, but it's okay, because the nephew was treated unfairly in Qingping, and now Qingping's image in the minds of those people in Yangcheng ......"

"This road is not passable, take another road, the merchants are all a bunch of dead brains!" Feng Yiming was indignant, Qingping City Merchants Bureau was only established last year, there are a lot of people, although it is quite important, but there are many mothers-in-law above, there are many mountains, and there are not many people who can do things.

The corners of Feng Wei'an's mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly: "Why do you go a different way, it can't be done because Feng Wei'an has offended everyone, anyway, there are people waiting below to carry the black cauldron, do you really think those guys have bad brains?"

Feng Yiming looked at his father with a black face, thinking that it was estimated that his father had suffered a lot of anger in the city government building during this time, although there was a Zhang Changhe behind him, but it was estimated that there were many people in the corner who were aiming at his father's back and waiting for the black gun.

"Yiming, you can save me worry, don't make trouble anymore, now as soon as I receive the news of your trouble, I feel that I have to prepare a bottle of fast-acting heart pills by my side. Feng Wei'an instructed earnestly.

Feng Yiming was really speechless, Dad, if I didn't make trouble, let alone your current position as the secretary general of the municipal government, or Dad, you were yourself, maybe you were all locked up and being censored now, and I thought I was making too many troubles......

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The next morning, Feng Yiming waited for Wu Haishan from the Academic Affairs Office to come to find trouble, and he was already ready with a lot of cynicism in his stomach, until noon, he didn't see this guy, Feng Yiming followed Zhang Jingjing downstairs in disappointment.

"There was such a big fuss yesterday, did you go to the hospital for a check-up?" Zhang Jingjing asked softly as she looked at the boy who was still blue and purple on his forehead.

Feng Yiming touched the wound on his head, this was caused by the other party's kick on the head when he pressed a gangster yesterday, and he applied potion yesterday, but it couldn't go away for a while.

"It's okay, the stick hit your back at the beginning yesterday, did you take the medicine, and then I went to the infirmary, and you have already gone home. ”

Zhang Jingjing nodded and said, "I'm fine, in fact, I just rubbed it to the point, and your arm blocked it at that time." ”

After a pause, Zhang Jingjing stopped, looked back at the boy's eyes, and asked seriously: "Zhang Miao suddenly came out yesterday, why?"

Feng Yiming is also a little inexplicable, yesterday when there was tension on both sides, and at the moment when it was about to erupt, Zhang Miao suddenly ran out and made such a fuss, and gave Xiang Yuning a "broken son and grandson's leg", Feng Yiming didn't understand why from yesterday to now, he didn't feel that he or Ye Zi, and the relationship with Zhang Miao had reached the point of "living and dying together".

Zhang Jingjing, who was clear in her heart, looked at Feng Yiming, who was confused by the second monk, wrinkled her nose slightly, changed the topic, and asked, "The school won't punish you, right?"

Feng Yiming turned his head to look at the office building not far away, and said with a smile: "After all, our side is in charge, and the school didn't issue any notice this morning, so it is estimated that there should be no problems." "City No. 1 Middle School has always dealt with the matter of students making trouble and fighting harshly and quickly, but there has been no action so far, presumably on the one hand, although Feng Yiming's group is not the injured party, but it is indeed reasonable, and on the other hand, it is also concerned about the identity of many teachers and workers.

waved goodbye to the boy, got on a bicycle and went out of the school gate, but Zhang Jingjing recalled in her mind the news she got from various places after yesterday's scuffle, and then came to make trouble after going through the transfer procedures with Yuning, in fact, yesterday's fight was unavoidable, Feng Yiming couldn't throw a few girls and a group of brothers to the gangsters, and turned around and fled, the only way to solve it was to win the fight and let the other party reap the consequences.

In a few sentences, he figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing, calmly judged the other party's methods and purposes, and then used his own appeal to win over a group of classmates, and sent all the other party to the hospital in a tyrannical way.

Zhang Jingjing couldn't help pondering in her heart, it seemed that several of her cousins and cousins who had worked did not have such clear and calm thinking and decisive and simple means.

Thinking of the word "hot goods" said by her mother Lu Yu, remembering Zhang Miao's angry and helpless expression last night, and thinking of Feng Yiming's stunned and overwhelmed look just now, the girl's heart is five points sweet, three points of vigilance, one point of caution, and one point of yearning.

Compared with Zhang Jingjing, who is tasting his heart, Feng Yiming, who just went home and received a call, really beeped in his heart, his previous life was an era of news explosions, and even Hillary and Trump's presidential elections can be put on the Internet for everyone to judge, Feng Yiming thinks that he is still well-informed compared to people in this era, but the old / second hand of the Xiang family is still on the hospital bed, and the son with a plaster cast on one leg is sent directly to the door of the city government building, this kind of thing Feng Yiming has really never heard of.

"I told you a long time ago, the second child of the Xiang family is a broken household, even if he makes a fortune to the family, he is still that virtuous, what do you say you provoked him? Okay now, the whole city is watching jokes, do you think you just look at his jokes to the old / second?

Feng Yiming's hand squeezed the microphone, his muscles were exposed, there was really no good way to encounter this kind of muddy bastard thing, he couldn't let Peng Shinian throw people back to the hospital?

Feng Yiming thought about it for a long time before he made up his mind and asked, "Xiang Lao/Er is at the door of the municipal government building?"

"Of course, I have been scolding all morning, saying that I have to have a good voice, which is really true. It's so ugly that I can't listen to it anymore, and if you keep making trouble, your father's reputation will be ruined. ”

Feng Yiming took a deep breath and said respectfully: "By the way, Director Ding, I ...... with you last time."