"Sit down for me!" Zhang Jianjun snorted again, his wife glanced at it, pursed her lips, put down two cups of hot tea, and turned around and entered the bedroom.

"Bang dang!" The moment the bedroom door was closed, it seemed to be a signal flare, and a series of accusatory words came out of Zhang Jianjun's mouth, and Zhang Bo was suddenly blindfolded when he heard it.

"I said you, are you stupid, do you open a company and don't know your identity? Yes? How dare you use my banner to disgrace people in the detention center? Do you know what this behavior is? This is the abuse of power for personal gain! It's against the law! You know? ”

"Don't think you don't know what you're doing outside, open a company, have you really managed it? If it weren't for the two talents introduced by your Uncle Li, the company would have collapsed by now, can you grow a snack and be more motivated, you have studied abroad with so much money, and what you have learned is a bad problem? It's either drinking or juggling, do you think you're still young? Do you think that your Lao Tzu is a great official who can protect you for a lifetime? ”

"I look at you, when I retire, what are you going to do with it!"

Zhang Jianjun was so angry that his fingers trembled, pointing at his son, hating iron not being steel, gritting his teeth and counting down for most of the day, then he picked up the teacup, moistened his throat, and looked at his son with fire in his nostrils.

Zhang Bomeng is circled, to be exact, he was accused by his own Lao Tzu that he was circled, what is the matter? What's wrong with me?

His father's sudden anger made him sober up most of the time, and he didn't dare to look into his eyes, and paused for a while before he asked in a low voice: "Old man, what are you doing here, don't I just want to teach a few gangsters, you know all this little thing?" ”

"Is this a trivial? Yes? Hearing this, Zhang Jianjun was angry, raised his palm high, and when he saw the young face that was fifty percent similar to himself, he took it back with hatred.

"Emgrand's Zheng Ye, he eats more food than you walk, if you walk with him, the whole family will be taken to the ditch by you sooner or later." Zhang Jianjun didn't know what to say, after all, he was a twenty-six or seventeen child, and besides, he also felt that he had no face, but he felt that his father was stimulated by something?

"Think for yourself." After Zhang Jianjun finished speaking, he drank the last tea, turned around and went into the bedroom, took off his clothes, and lay on the bed tiredly, without even eating.

After a while, Zhang Bo's mother walked out.

"Xiaobo, what are you doing outside, making your dad angry like this?" His mother said worriedly: "Your father is not good at feeding, he hasn't even eaten, you have something to do, talk to him, don't make him angry again, hey......"

After speaking, his mother glanced at Zhang Bo, turned around and went into the kitchen, and floated out a sentence: "Wait a minute, I'll give you a hot meal, you just have to go out to drink, and you have to eat the meal before leaving, otherwise when you get older, everything will come out." ”

Zhang Bo's mother is definitely a great mother, but in this family, in the face of her husband and son, she has done it, and has done many things that stupid women cannot, or are unwilling to do.

Sometimes, after she finishes walking, buys vegetables, goes home happily, makes a table of delicious meals, and waits for her son and husband to come back, hoping that they can eat hot meals and cook them themselves, even if, many times, they don't go home to eat, but she still insists on buying fresh vegetables every day, changing the tricks to make delicious dishes, and the dishes are not enough, so she buys books and learns by herself.

She is great and selfless.

When her husband and son had a conflict, she chose to take care of her husband's emotions and let her son think for himself, because she felt that there would always be a day when she left her child.

Zhang Bo sat on the sofa in a daze, his head was empty, he didn't know why he didn't even take care of his mother who had always taken care of himself and everything, but this time he didn't give himself a good face, with blame, dissatisfaction, and even anger.

"Xiaobo, come, it's hot, there's a stick bone you like." Seven or eight minutes later, the meal was served to the table again.

Zhang Bo chewed betel nut in his mouth, hoping to sober himself up, stood up, glanced at his aging mother, and walked towards the door: "Mom, the food is there, wait, I will eat it when I come back." ”

"No, you have to eat first." For the first time, his mother was angry at him and pointed to the chair next to the dining table: "Come over for dinner, your father is angry, do you want me to be angry?" ”

"Stomp!"

Zhang Bo, who walked to the door, suddenly stagnated, stayed for a few seconds, walked back with a gloomy and resentful face, picked up the rice bowl, and gulped down the rice.

"There is more than a year left, your father is retired, and he is getting older, and the company he opened for you is all relying on his prestige and connections to put it up for you, and now he is still in power, and there are still many people who want to tie up our family, you have to be motivated, you have to recycle your heart, and devote yourself wholeheartedly to your company, and your career is up, and your father and I will rest assured." While Zhang Bo was eating, his mother sat aside, her hands on the table, and said softly: "You play outside, I don't care, but, this family, you have to take it to heart, you are in your twenties this year, and when you come back from abroad, I haven't talked much to you, what I want to tell you, just one sentence, son, our family is not a capital family, when your father retires, it will never be beautiful again." As she spoke, she sighed and said with feeling: "It seems that there has never been a scene." ”

Is there really no scenery?

Really?

I can't help asking, hasn't Master Zhang, who has been in the suburbs for 20 years, ever been beautiful? In the past, those deputy county magistrates, looking at him, had to take the initiative to say hello, and the leaders who came down to inspect the above asked the first question, why didn't Secretary Zhang come?

Isn't that enough?

Maybe no one would have thought that such a person would have to spend the rest of his life in prison in the future, and maybe only his old wife, Zhang Bo's mother, would most like to see a dull life and a dull family.

"Okay, I'm full, you can rest."

Zhang Bo put down the dishes and chopsticks, dropped a sentence, got up and left.

"Son......

His mother stretched out her right hand and shouted, but seeing that there was no stubborn back, she could only slowly put it down and let out a sigh.

Outside the door, Zhang Bo touched his mouth indiscriminately, took out the phone and dialed out, and as soon as he connected, he roared: "Who told me to tell my dad?" Yes? Didn't you say okay, you do things for me, and I'll help you with activities? Do you do that? ”

"Oh, Xiaobo, it's not my uncle who sues, it's that my uncle really has no ability, and if you don't tell your dad again, you'll die." The middle-aged man who helped him throw people in, poured bitter water, and was quite aggrieved.

"What's the matter, tell me about it?"

"That's the ......" Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man told Zhang Bo everything that happened in the detention center, and at the end, he added: "The leader didn't instruct, and I didn't dare to give you a communication, oops, Xiaobo, this matter was not done, I'm sorry." ”

Zhang Bo rolled his eyes, licked the blood on his lips that had been bitten out by himself, and said, "It's okay, thank you." ”

"Thank you is unnecessary, Uncle has figured it out, if you can retire in this position, you can retire peacefully." After speaking, he hung up the phone directly, to put it bluntly, the meaning of people is very simple, such a thing in the future, you must not look for me, I don't want to be promoted and make a fortune, I just want to live a stable life, please, don't come to me, you are the eldest son, I can't afford to mess with me.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Bo took the phone and walked into the private room angrily, in front of many girls, pointed at Zheng and scolded: "What kind of dick people are you looking for, more than a dozen people, I didn't finish down a few people on the other side, fuck, and let my family know, paralyzed, now it's okay, don't fucking look for me to support the bottom, I can't drag you down." ”

Zheng was also stunned for a moment, calmly waved his hand to let everyone leave, and after the group left, he threw over a cigarette and asked lightly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" ”

"I knew about it just now, and if I had known, I would have said it?" Zhang Bo was extremely angry, and he didn't even look at the cigarettes that Zheng Ye handed over.

"So, you're not ready for revenge?" Zheng Ye sneered: "You were slapped in the face, but the world knows it, hehe, you are the son of Secretary Zhang's family, and you were actually beaten by Ma Jun's gangster, is it good to say it?" ”

For the dozen or so little brothers who folded in, Zheng didn't mention it at all, as if he had something to do with me.

Perhaps, even if this group of people really killed a person inside, it has nothing to do with him, and in other words, they can't find out about him.

"Don't irritate me, I want to kill people now, can you be satisfied?" Zhang Bo shouted with stunned eyes.

"Hehe, I'll stretch my head and kill you?" Zheng also laughed, lit a cigarette himself, and said leisurely: "We are now all the way, whether you admit it or not, we all have the same opponent." ”

"But I don't need to have such an opponent." Zhang Bo shouted.

"Really?" Zheng Ye squinted his eyes: "If you get his person, Zhang Hailong will not let you go, even if you are Secretary Zhang's son." ”