Chapter 212: The Little Monk's Worries
Understanding the cause and effect, Wang Zhi really didn't know how to speak, but he also understood that although the little monk was less than sixteen years old, it was the development period, and it was normal to think about it, and in ancient times, there were many people who got married at the age of fourteen or fifteen.
Anyway, Wang Zhi understands the cause and effect of this matter, since it is this kind of cause and effect, then this matter is not too serious, although it is said that the little monk hurt people, but in Wang Zhi's opinion, it is not a big deal, and it is originally what people who practice martial arts should do when they see injustice.
As the saying goes, righteousness is more common than dog slaughterers, which is the case, and those who practice martial arts naturally cannot lack this kind of righteousness, otherwise they will inevitably become scum who harm society.
But even so, Wang Zhi still has to talk about the little monk, after all, the society is different from before, even if it is a righteous shot, you have to have a brain, like today, this matter is not the little monk himself.
Wang Zhi glanced at the little monk coldly: "Go back and clean you up again, it's really getting more and more arrogant." ”
After talking to the little monk, Wang Zhi turned his head and said to the middle-aged police officer: "I'll take this kid away, there's no problem, why don't I ask Zhang Haiyang to call you?" ”
"No, no." The middle-aged police officer nodded hurriedly and smiled: "Even if you take it away, it's not a big deal in the first place?" ”
"Isn't that a big deal?" The two police officers who were originally sitting behind the interrogation table didn't figure out what was going on for a while, and couldn't help muttering in their hearts: "Isn't this attack on the police a big deal?" ”
This attack on the police is a big deal, but it depends on who attacked the police, with Wang Zhi's current power in Jianghuai City, this matter is really not a big deal, how dare the middle-aged police officer stop it.
Although the beaten party also has some origins, it is far from the one in front of him, do you hear what people say: "Do you want me to ask Zhang Haiyang to call you?" ”
The two policemen on the side naturally heard this clearly, although they didn't understand it very well in their hearts, but they could also see that the young man in front of him was not small. Naturally, I won't say much.
The three of them kept sending Wang Zhi and the little monk to the courtyard, and watched Wang Zhi drive away in a long way, and the two policemen asked: "Head, what is the origin of this person?" ”
"What's the matter?" The middle-aged police officer snorted coldly: "Speaking out scares you to death." Wang Zhi from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, have you heard of it? ”
"How could I not have heard of it!" The two of them looked at each other in unison and nodded their heads, this is really not small!
"Alright, you guys get busy, I'll report to the director." The middle-aged officer waved his hand, then went back to the police station's office to make a call.
Although he made his own decisions and let the little monk go. But it still has to be reported, after all, this matter has a lot of impact, and the director naturally wants to know, but he believes that the director will definitely not have any opinions.
Sure enough, Wu Haosen, the director of the West Lake Branch, only whispered "um" twice after hearing the middle-aged police officer's report, and then said: "I know, Xiao Chen, you did a good job!" ”
Director Wu dares to say that the middle-aged police officer is not doing well. Zhang Haiyang, the current secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, was still the director of the branch bureau like him more than a year ago, and how he is now in the position of secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, Director Wu is very clear about this.
Of course. There is no need to talk about these things in detail, but it is said that the little monk followed Wang Zhi into the car, and the car drove not far from the West Lake Branch, and the little monk spoke in a rambling voice: "Master, that, I'm worried that those guys will find trouble with Xiao Yun!" ”
Xiao Yun is naturally the girl that the little monk has been paying attention to every day these days, her full name is Lin Xiaoyun, a girl from an ordinary worker family in Xihu District, and she is now in her first year of high school.
"I don't know what to say about you!" Wang Zhi couldn't cry or laugh again when he heard this, and from his point of view, he naturally disapproved of the little monk chasing girls at such a young age. …,
But he was a young man after all. Although he has experienced a bizarre encounter, he is only twenty-four years old to put it bluntly, and he has only graduated from school in a year or two since he was a middle-aged manager, and he can be regarded as a young man in the new era, let alone a little monk. He himself liked other girls when he was a freshman in high school, if he really spoke coldly to the little monk, the little monk's feelings were naturally needless to say.
"That's it, tell me where she lives, I'll go with you to see it." Wang Zhi sighed and said, and then said solemnly: "But let me remind you, after all, you are only sixteen years old, and other girls are still in high school, if you have the heart, I will transfer you to the same school with her next year, but you can't mess around, learn more knowledge." ”
"Got it, master!" Hearing Wang Zhi say this, the little monk suddenly burst into joy and nodded happily.
"Damn!" Seeing the little monk's watch, Wang Zhi couldn't help but burst into a foul language in his heart, how could he feel that he had been fooled by this guy.
Lin Xiaoyun's home is not very far from the West Lake Branch, but it is less than twenty minutes away, and the little monk follows Lin Xiaoyun all day long, and he is naturally clear about the home address of the girl.
Under the instructions of the little monk, Wang Zhi drove into the residential area where Lin Xiaoyun was located after a short while.
"This is the residential area of the JAC Depot!" Looking at the signboard at the entrance of the community, Wang Zhi finally understood the share of Lin Xiaoyun's parents.
Twenty years ago, the Jianghuai City Depot was a very famous enterprise in Jianghuai City, where workers were paid well and were well paid, and regular workers were able to get houses.
However, with the continuous impact of private enterprises and foreign companies, Cheche has fallen in decline in recent years, and now I heard that it is planning to carry out restructuring, and the city government has also allocated a sum of money, but I don't know if it is true or false.
Wang Zhi's black Mercedes-Benz has no problem entering the provincial party committee and provincial government, and it is naturally no problem to enter the residential area of this car factory.
Entering the residential area, Wang Zhi parked the car under the floor where Lin Xiaoyun's house was located, got out of the car with the little monk, and looked up at it.
"Do you know which one?" Wang Zhi asked the little monk.
"I don't know!" The little monk shook his head, at most, he watched Lin Xiaoyun enter the unit building, how could he follow up.
The two were talking downstairs, and suddenly there was a fierce noise from the direction of the third floor, Wang Zhi and the little monk glanced at each other, and quickly ran upstairs.
When the two of them ran up to the third floor, they saw three men standing at the door of a house, and the noise came from this house.
"Guo Jibo, you bastard, my daughter is only sixteen years old?" The two of them had just taken two tentative steps forward when a rolling pin was thrown out, and a somewhat hoarse female voice came out.
Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then walked over again, he knew that this family should be Lin Xiaoyun's family, and the little monk's worries really didn't come out of thin air, and someone really came to look for trouble. (To be continued)