Chapter 135: A Determined Female Warrior
Early risers in the corridor came and went, and they looked curiously at the few people at the entrance of the corridor. A few people who often followed current affairs and politics quickly recognized the mayor among them, and the other residents stopped to watch.
Mayor! For the small citizens here, it is a rare big man, and in their eyes, it is simply an unattainable existence. Now that the number one person in Yundu has appeared in the community, how can they not be surprised?
The number of onlookers has been increasing over time.
"It's good that Ms. Fan can remember, in addition to visiting the children, we also want to discuss something with you this time. However, you see that people come and go here, I don't know if it's inconvenient to enter the house to talk? Pu Rong saw that the surrounding residents were gathering more and more, and he didn't want to be watched as monkeys in the end.
Fan Su hesitated slightly, but still agreed: "Okay, please follow me." After speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the corridor.
Yao Lulong asked a group of bodyguards to stay downstairs after lining up the onlookers, and he himself took Pu Rong and Yang Zhiwei upstairs after him.
Back home, Fan Su first let the baby go back to his room, and then entertained the three big people. In fact, when it comes to hospitality, there is really nothing decent in the home of a small citizen like this, at most it is just a cup of tea. But how can the tea of ordinary people get into the eyes of the three big people, they are all people who are used to drinking the best in tea.
Yao Lulong and Pu Rong were okay, and after taking the teacup, they took a sip of the meaning, and then put the cup aside. And Yang Zhiwei didn't even look at it, and he didn't bother to touch the inferior tea leaves in the cup like crumbles.
Putting down the teacup, Yao Lulong said to Fan Su, who was standing aside with the tray: "Ms. Fan, you sit down first, so that we can talk conveniently." ”
Yao Lulong tried his best to speak in a calm tone and an equal attitude, after all, he was still counting on Fan Su to reveal the whereabouts of the 'divine doctor' and save his seriously ill father.
Fan Su placed the tray on the table, pulled a chair across from the three of them and sat down. However, she still seems a little reserved, and she is rarely seen even by ordinary public officials, let alone a person at the level of a mayor.
And Yao Lulong, as the mayor of a city, has the power cultivated in a high position all the year round, no matter how peaceful he behaves, he can still bring some psychological pressure to ordinary people. It is precisely because Fan Su feels this kind of coercion, coupled with the identity of the other party's mayor, that she is very restrained, no matter how she says it, she is just an ordinary woman.
Yao Lulong didn't speak after seeing her sit down, knowing that she was afraid of her identity to behave like this, so he laughed dryly and said, "Hehe, Ms. Fan must be very confused about why we are here." Actually, we would like to ask you about someone, who is very important to me, so I would like to ask Ms. Fan to tell me the truth. ”
At this time, Fan Sucai calmed down his nervousness, and said with an unnatural look on his face: "Mayor, you are polite, if you have any questions, you can ask, as long as I can answer them, I will tell you the truth." ”
Yao Lulong was very satisfied, and he didn't talk nonsense anymore, and asked bluntly: "Okay, let me ask you, where is the miracle doctor who treated your child in the People's Hospital a week ago?" ”
"This" Fan Su was embarrassed, and when Ye Qi cured the baby for leukemia, he told her very clearly not to spread the matter. Ye Qi has always taken good care of their mother and daughter, and she has been telling herself to keep secrets every moment in order to repay her kindness.
And at this moment, even if the mayor asked, she could only say regretfully: "I'm sorry mayor, I can't disclose the news about him to you." ”
At this time, Fan Su actually forgot about his nervousness, forgot about his restraint, and forgot that he was sitting in front of him as the supreme ruler of Yundu. Standing up, he stared at the three big men in front of him very firmly, and his resolute attitude made the three men who had been in high positions all year round tremble.
What a determined and unyielding look?!
Fan Su, who was still a housewife just now, reminded the three of them of the revolutionary female martyrs during the Anti-Japanese War. With strong convictions, even if the enemy put a gun to her head, even if she was subjected to any cruel torture, she would not confess any secrets.
At this moment, the three big men felt like they were the villains in the movie, the executioners who persecuted heroes like Sister Jiang and Liu Hulan.
"Ahem~" Yao Lulong coughed, the embarrassment and unnaturalness on his face were covered up in an instant, and the guilt that had just sprouted was suddenly flown to Mars. No matter how he said it, he was also the top leader of a city, and he was just confused by the huge contrast shown by Fan Su just now. Now that he has reacted to it, with his super cheeky skin honed in society and officialdom for many years, he will not let this psychological burden remain for a long time.
Pu Rong and Yang Zhicheng's faces also returned to normal one after another, one of them was the director of the hospital, and the other was the secretary of the mayor's side. Although the thickness of the two faces is not as good as that of their mayor, they are not far apart, and they are still extraordinary beings compared to ordinary people.
"Ms. Fan, although people say that 'they do not stand without trust', it should also be judged on a case-by-case basis. You and I were both born and raised by our parents, and now my father is lying seriously ill at home, and without the help of the divine doctor, I am afraid that his old family will not survive next spring. Therefore, I hope that Ms. Fan will tell me the truth for the sake of human life, so that my old father can save his life. ”
Yao Lulong's words can be described as full of emotion, in order to win more emotional points, he actually squeezed out a few tears in the corners of his eyes. If he is selected as one of the top ten filial sons in the country now, he is guaranteed to be nominated.
The mayor of a city pleaded bitterly in front of him, and Fan Su's firm heart couldn't help but loosen a little. But soon he remembered Ye Qi's entrustment, no matter what, he couldn't tell this secret privately, and even if he wanted to say it, he had to get his consent.
"I'm sorry, I really can't disclose the information to you without his consent, I hope you can understand." Fan Su still insists, although this performance is very rigid, but this is her principle of life.
Yao Lulong knew that he couldn't ask a reason if he continued like this, so he got up and sighed: "Hey~ Okay." This is my contact information, and I hope that Ms. Fan will tell me the results after negotiating with the 'miracle doctor'. ”
After speaking, he gave Yang Zhiwei a look. The latter hurriedly took out a business card from his briefcase and handed it to Fan Su.
"Let's go." Yao Lulong said to Yang and Pu with a little frustration.
However, when he walked to the door, he turned to Fan Su and said, "I heard that Ms. Fan also has a healthy restaurant over there in Yongan Building. However, as far as I know, this restaurant used to be just an ordinary restaurant, and I wonder if this 'healthy' restaurant now has the corresponding hygiene permits? If not, I can help you get it done. ”
He was luring and threatening. The hygiene standards for healthy meals are very different from those for ordinary meals, and the hygiene permit of the previous restaurant can no longer be used. So at this time, Fan Su's health restaurant is waiting for an official health permit to be issued, and she is only using a temporary permit. If the government really wants to be more serious, it can confiscate the temporary card at any time, and then even the 'taste of love' will have to be closed for rectification.