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Song Yufang ran all the way, her hair exploded on both sides, her throat seemed to be smoking, hot and hot, she couldn't take care of herself, so she rushed in first, tore her voice, and asked the child: "Are you teachers crazy?" In the university strike, they are all adults, and they have a sufficient understanding and understanding of what they do and what kind of consequences they will cause. You are all half-grown children, and you don't fully have the ability to think and act independently, so your teacher will take you to the street, and the principal will not care? ”

The student was a head shorter than Song Yufang, as thin as a hemp pole, and was yelled at and cried until he vomited, but he still insisted on finishing the words of defense: "Don't blame the teacher, we want to go to the teacher and still stop it...... So, so we're ...... Secretly follow. When we arrived at the parade, the teacher couldn't get out of the procession. ”

Mrs. Song, who fell on the chair and cried and sighed, suddenly became energetic and cried: "I can't squeeze out, so why did you run away?" As he spoke, he used all his strength to pick up the cup at hand, and was about to smash it on the head of the student who reported the news.

Seeing this, Song Yufang immediately calmed down, and stopped in the middle to protect desperately: "Don't rise again with a wave of unsettled." Okay, okay, they're all children, you can't care about it like that. A hand reached behind him and pushed the person out desperately, "You go home quickly, you don't need your help here, you don't want to make a mess again, even if you help our family a lot, okay?" ”

"yes, they're all children, why do you want to catch my children alone?! I'm just that......" Mrs. Song threw herself forward, knelt on the ground, and pounded desperately with both hands, and her palms were worn out.

"Does the master know the news?" Song Yufang didn't even have time to help, so she was so anxious that she grabbed Aunt Wang, who could still speak a whole sentence, and asked.

Since the outbreak of the May Fourth Student Uprising, the entire educational sector has been in chaos, with students having no intention of attending classes, workers having no intention of going to work, and some of them simply fleeing from school, and the military and police refusing to go back with bayonets. Even Song Ziming's primary school is the same, but it's not that their children want to go to the streets, it's the teachers who go on strike. At this time, Song Yufang didn't see her father at home, which was really strange.

Aunt Wang cried and replied: "As soon as the master heard that the little master had an accident, he took the family's cash, and immediately ran to inquire about the news." ”

"Got it, then I'll go out and make a call, and I'll be back soon." Song Yufang's mind was blank, what bank and what rules, everything was forgotten, she just wanted her brother to come back safely.

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He Shunqing received the call and immediately rushed to the police station. The prison cells here have long been filled with people, except for a few so-called important prisoners who voted on behalf of them, everyone else can leave immediately after paying the ransom.

Song Ziming, who arrived here one step earlier, finally squeezed to the desk, reported the names of his family, and asked, "How much is the ransom?" ”

The policeman didn't bother to answer, but stretched out a hand and flashed at him.

"Fifty?" Song Ziming probably can't be so cheap, but five hundred is too much. The few university faculty members caught on the head of the moon only offered five hundred. Song Jinfang is still just a yellow-mouthed child, where is this number worth.

I saw the policeman sneer: "Fifty, you can think beautiful!" Five hundred, not even one less. This little master is less than fifteen, with fine skin and tender meat, he can't bear the sin! He slouched back in his chair and rested one leg on the table.

This is obviously blackmail, not because Song Jinfang is important, but because he is young, and the adults in the family are reluctant, so they deliberately ask for a price. But what can be done, there are already rumors in the market that Zheng Mansion is going to put away its benevolence and start killing. Song Ziming didn't dare to offend the villain in front of him at all, he took out all the banknotes in his pocket, and counted them one by one with trembling hands: "Look, I brought two hundred and seven yuan and four cents, all for you, I took the child home first, and I will send the rest to you within half an hour." ”

"You think this is a vegetable market to buy vegetables, no credit!" The policeman drew back the guarantee ticket, and the copper coin on the table fell to the ground, and shouted back viciously, "Next!" ”

Song Ziming finally squeezed to this step, and in order to take his son home as soon as possible, he almost knelt down for the police: "No, the queue to find my family is lined up outside the gate, and I finally ...... it."

Who knew that the police were not impatient, but a middle-aged man lined up behind him first challenged him: "Oh, this gentleman, do you think we are easy?" Your child is less than fifteen, my child is less than eighteen, you have been in line for a long time, I am also in line with you, you have not inquired about the market yourself, and you can't delay our family reunion! ”

After speaking, everyone coaxed Song Ziming to get out of the way. A few who did not coax, but some in rags, were picking up the ocean on the ground.

If you have to ask for five hundred, then the remaining three hundred, unless money falls from the sky, Song Ziming may not have the ability to make it up even if he sells himself. In this case, let him see that someone was stealing his own hard-earned money, how could he still keep Sven, and in a hurry, he threw himself on the ground, held the money to death, and cried hoarsely: "Why are you like this, what is the difference between picking up my money in front of me and stealing." This is all life-saving money, and you are also here to save lives, and people who are sympathetic to each other do not unite with each other, but make things difficult for each other, how can you ......"

Those who pick up money may not be out of their original intentions, they are more worried about money than the Song family, so they are even more embarrassed, pushing Song Ziming together, and openly snatching the banknotes.

"It's fucking annoying!" Seeing the chaos in the situation, the policeman raised his hand and pulled out the box cannon from his waist.

The moment the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Song Ziming, a loud shout rang out from outside the door: "Stop!" ”

Then, He Shunqing rushed in, subconsciously blocked in front of Song Ziming, and grabbed the gun with both hands upward.

"Place...... The commissioner ...... "The policeman who pulled out the gun found that the person shouting at the door was his boss, who was also raising the gun at the moment, the only difference was that the muzzle of the gun was not pointed at others, but at himself." He immediately threw away his gun, straightened up and saluted.

"Uncle, you're not hurt, are you?" He Shunqing pulled up Song Ziming, who was covered with cold sweat, and patted the ashes on his body for him.

Song Ziming saw that the person who saved his life turned out to be him, and he couldn't even say a word of thanks for a while. He lowered his head and pretended to dust off his clothes, but his eyes were stunned to look at the two large tickets.

Is it appropriate to pick it up now, will it be laughed at by He Shunqing? But if you don't pick it up now, as soon as the director at the door leaves, everyone should rob it again.

When He Shunqing patted the ash on his knees, he noticed that he was absent-minded and glanced underground in the direction of his gaze. He stood up and deliberately avoided the door, and gestured to the chief and said, "Director Shen, my brother's name is Song Jinfang, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is up to my neck. ”

Song Ziming took advantage of this gap, reached out into the loess, and grabbed the mud and ash into his trouser pocket. Then, he hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hand: "Director Shen, right?" Please, please, the dog is young, but when he was playing in the street, he strayed into the parade, and the adults are invited to see it. ”

Someone muttered: "I've never seen this kind of person, and if you have acquaintances, you won't go directly through the back door, so why do you come here?" ”

Song Ziming didn't know how to deal with himself for a while, so he had to lower his head and follow He Shunqing to lead people.

Half an hour later, He Shunqing's car stopped at the mouth of the alley.

Song Yufang heard the sound of the horn and had already hurried out to greet her.

I saw Song Ziming carrying Song Jinfang, who was injured by the police, and began to gasp for breath without taking two steps, in order to carry people to the house in one go, he didn't even say hello to Song Yufang, and went straight to the door of the house with a snort.

"I only have so much time to ......," He Shunqing jumped out of the car, raised his wrist apologetically, and pointed to the dial.

Song Yufang's teardrop face kept pointing at him, pulled the car door for him, and said, "I understand, you can go quickly." I don't want to thank you, I hope I didn't delay you too much. ”

Back home, Song Yufang went straight to Song Jinfang's room: "Dad, is Jinfang's injury serious?" If one of his students who has hung up the lottery is sent to the hospital, he is afraid that he will cause trouble again. Aunt Wang, don't go far, it's too chaotic outside. Take some more money and go to the alley next door to invite the white-bearded old Chinese medicine doctor. While explaining, she grabbed a stack of banknotes from her coat bag and handed it over, and then said to Song Ziming, "Mom's heart palpitations have happened again, I whispered in her ear that Jinfang has found it, do you want to go over there to see Mom?" On the Jinfang side, I'll keep watch for a while. ”

Song Ziming raised his dirty hand and rubbed it on his forehead, making himself extremely embarrassed. He nodded silently, and when he walked to the door, Fang stopped and asked, "By the way, you...... Have you thanked someone for us? ”

"Don't be so polite." Song Yufang said, smiling slightly at her father.

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On 14 June, the Senate and the House of Representatives passed the third reading with almost record-breaking efficiency, resuming the implementation of the old rules of the Second Civil Code.

For a time, public opinion was in an uproar, especially in Shanghai, which is the financial center of the country, and all the major newspapers in the market condemned the shamelessness of the Congress with one voice.

The BOC's shareholders' meeting, board of directors, and local leaders have come forward to exert pressure.

Xu Shichang saw that the student tide on one side had not yet calmed down, and the banking industry here was almost going to put pressure on him in a striking posture. In desperation, he sent a telegram overnight to the Ministry of Finance to mediate and asked for prudent handling.

Early the next morning, the Bank of China dispatched almost all the senior officials of the headquarters to the Ministry of Finance to participate in the negotiations.

The opponent Anfu Department knows that he is bound to defeat if he is reasonable, legal, and professional, so he can only put on his military uniform, copy his own guys, and use force to exert pressure.

At the forefront of the Anfu Department was Wang Renjun, the former Minister of Internal Affairs and then Speaker of the House of Representatives. Today, one of his most important roles is the president of the Anfu Club.

"Yo, such a big battle." Wang Renjun smiled contemptuously, reluctantly stretched out his hand to Feng Guanghua, and shook it perfunctorily.

"Each other, each other." Feng Guanghua responded with a sneer.