Chapter Seventy-Two: The Seventeen-Year-Old Angel

The car drove to the door of Sister Rong's shampoo room, the door of the shampoo room was locked, and there were two seals on it, I got out of the car and looked, it turned out to be the seal of the police station, I knew that Sister Rong and they had an accident again, I couldn't help but glance at Zhang Ling, and sighed helplessly.

Zhang Ling looked at the seal and said, "What about them?" ”

I glared at her and said, "Okay, let's go and save someone." ”

I drove to the police station and found Director Wang, whom I had met last night, and Director Wang met me, but he was much colder, saying that Sister Rong was suspected of conniving at selling -yin and organizing selling-yin, and had already violated the criminal punishment and was about to enter the judicial process.

I know that the matter is big, and Wang Yingli's care last night did not suppress the matter, but attracted the attention of the people above. Zhang Ling listened to the words of the director, and said with some indignation: "They are good people. ”

The director looked at Zhang Ling and said, "I'm also a good person." ”

Yes, these people are Hao Ren, but I am not Hao Ren.

I pulled Zhang Ling out of the director's office and said to Zhang Ling, "Okay." ”

Zhang Ling said indignantly: "Then what should I do, they ...... because of me"

As she spoke, Zhang Ling was ready to wipe her tears.

I said, "Don't cry, if you want to save them, you can call your dad and explain the matter, and you will definitely be able to save them." ”

When Zhang Ling heard me say this, she was overjoyed and quickly took out her mobile phone.

Zhang Ling told Zhang Qingshi about the current situation, and after hearing this, Zhang Qingshi smiled and agreed to help his daughter fish out these stumbling women. and also took care of her daughter's caution when she came into contact with a woman who had lost her footing, and Zhang Ling agreed. Zhang Qingshi hung up the phone at this time, Zhang Ling raised her head and looked at me and asked, "Can it be so simple?" ”

I said, "As long as your dad says it, it's that simple." ”

Zhang Ling squatted on the side of the road in distress, sighed and said: "I originally thought that doing charity must be a good thing, I only need my parents to donate, but I didn't expect to start before I started, and I had to beg my family, am I stupid." ”

I looked at Zhang Ling, who blamed herself, and I couldn't help but feel like laughing. But after thinking about it, what right do I have to laugh at people? The family is a white rich beauty, who wants to do charity, and does what he wants, so he will inevitably ask his parents for money. Compared with Bai Fumei, who only knows how to drive a sports car, isn't she much better? Although some of her ideas are naΓ―ve, such as taking the report to a social security center, isn't she correcting her mistakes?

I pulled Zhang Ling up, looked her eyes and said, "It's not you who is wrong, but this era." ”

Zhang Ling didn't seem to understand what she heard, but she wasn't distressed.

Neither of us had eaten in the morning, and now it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, so I took Zhang Ling to the dumpling restaurant across the road to eat dumplings. The food made in the small restaurants in the suburbs is certainly not as exquisite as those in the city, but most of the people who live here are migrant workers, and the only advantage of the food is that it is large.

Zhang Ling has a small appetite, and she can't eat a big bowl of dumplings after eating seventeen or eighteen, and she will leave the rest to me. It just so happened that I had been busy for so long and I was hungry, so I helped her solve it. About two hours later, Sister Rong and the others were sent out again, and it was sent out by Director Wang himself. Seeing Sister Rong come out, I hurriedly walked up with Zhang Ling.

When Director Wang saw me, he immediately came over to offer his courtesy, I couldn't help but feel a little stunned, who did Zhang Qingshi ask to call Director Wang, and he was so polite to Sister Rong? I pulled Director Wang aside, took out a cigarette and gave it to him, and said, "Wang, who called you?" ”

When Director Wang heard my question, he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Isn't it your brother?" ”

I pointed at Zhang Ling and said, "She contacted her." ”

Wang Suo was a little embarrassed, Zhang Ling said just now that he was not a good person. Director Wang wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Oh, it's the call from the secretary of the municipal party committee, and I will take care of it personally." ”

"And what about last night?"

"It's the secretary of the city bureau."

I smashed my mouth and gasped, this Wang Yingli and Zhang Qingshi are really not at the same level. Sure enough, Zhang Qingshi is terrifying enough. I gave the remaining half of the pack of cigarettes to Wang Suo, and asked him to take more care of Sister Rong's hair washing room, and Wang Suo quickly agreed.

In this way, I went to see Sister Rong and them, and the three women who had lost their footing were sent out by a director, and they all looked a little dazed, but the haze of being locked up overnight was all gone, and they all had playful smiles on their faces. Only Ma Qingyu was detained overnight, and the whole person looked a little sullen. Zhang Ling looked at them tremblingly, didn't dare to talk to them, and thought for a long time, then bowed to them and said sorry.

The three women were stunned for a moment, and then I went over to explain Zhang Ling's mistake and told them that Zhang Ling was willing to support them. Sister Rong's eyes lit up, and she said that since there was nothing to do, let's go to her hair washing room and sit down.

Hearing Sister Rong say this, Zhang Ling was a little happy, she was curious about the shampoo room, and as the president of a charity, she wanted to help women who had lost her footing, so she couldn't know nothing. I'm too wasteful like that, Zhang Ling is a practical leader.

After arriving at Sister Rong's shampoo room, Zhang Ling asked Ah Hong about their real situation, but Sister Rong pulled me aside, I asked about last night's incident, Sister Rong said that after I left last night, early in the morning when they were sleeping fragrantly, a group of people came to slam the door, and they were arrested again.

I'm a little scared, it seems that my report did touch some people's nerves.

Sister Rong glanced at Ma Qingyu, who was sitting in front of Zhang Ling and looked a little cramped, pulled me back again, and said to me: "Big brother, I won't tell you, if you have spare money, you can buy Qingyu's body." ”

I was a little surprised, so I quickly excused myself and said, "No, we will donate Qingyu to let her go back to school, you can rest assured." ”

Sister Rong sighed and said, "Her family is like that, how much can you give?" Even if you give money, Qingyu may not be able to ask for it. You haven't been in contact with Qingyu, she is a strong Nier, and her self-esteem is very heavy, and now that this Zhang Ling is here, it is unlikely that she will accept your donation. ”

I couldn't help but be stunned, what Sister Rong said was right, sometimes people who look very poor don't want to eat this spittle food, but let me ask for Qingyu's body, I definitely won't. Then I'd be too beastly, I'm not that beastly, after all, she's only seventeen years old, not even eighteen.

The most important thing is that at this time, I looked at her sitting there and thought of Ma Xiaodan, who used to sit in front of me.

The same age, not the same misfortune. Ma Xiaodan has fallen, what about Ma Qingyu?