Chapter 2070: Who Dare to Fight Me
Yang Luo said very "aggrieved": "Since your old man doesn't welcome me, then I'll leave." β
Wang Bangquan snorted: "Don't come with me like this, wait, I'll call someone to pick you up." After that, he hung up the phone.
Yang Luo smiled, stuffed the phone into his pocket, took out the cigarette, and handed it to the lieutenant colonel: "Do you smoke?" β
The lieutenant colonel looked at Yang Luo very strangely, he had seen many children of the family come here to meet their elders, and there were many people who forgot to bring their documents or passes, all of them called to inform people to come down and pick them up. But there is no one like Yang Luo, who talks to those chiefs so casually, even when he is on the phone, he doesn't dare, all of them are respectful, and he doesn't even dare to breathe.
Obviously, the young man in front of him has a lot to do with Chief Wang Bangquan, and it is not as simple as an ordinary junior. At this time, when he saw Yang Luo handing over cigarettes, he was also a lot polite, shook his head and said: "I'm on duty, I can't smoke, thank you!" β
Yang Luo nodded, threw the cigarette into his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it, and as soon as he was halfway through his cigarette, a jeep with a military license plate drove out of the mountain pass and stopped not far in front of Yang Luo. A colonel got out of the car, saw Yang Luo and said, "Young Yang, we've met!" β
Yang Luo said: "I remember when Old Man Wang went to Jinzhou to see me. β
The colonel pointed out his hand, "My name is Chen Jie!" β
Yang Luo shook hands with Chen Jie: "You know my name, I won't say it." β
Chen Jie smiled, took out his ID and handed it to the lieutenant colonel.
The lieutenant colonel saluted and said with a smile: "I am on official duty, please understand!" β
The two of them belong to the same guard regiment, one is responsible for the security of the entire Yuquan Mountain, and the other is the guard next to the chief, so they must know each other. But even if they knew each other, they might still be very familiar, but the lieutenant colonel still carefully checked the documents, and then returned them to Chen Jie, saluted again, and waved his hand to let him go.
Chen Jie said: "Follow me!" After saying that, I got into the car.
Yang Luo drove behind the jeep, and Bei Yinyao said: "I didn't expect it to be so tight here, Wang Lao's guards, and he is also a colonel, also need to check his documents." β
Yang Luo smiled slightly: "Here, except for those old guys who can brush their faces, no one else, even the commander of the guard regiment comes over, and he has to be inspected in accordance with the rules." β
After entering the road up the mountain, there were more than a dozen sentry posts along the way, but I had already received a notice from the foot of the mountain, and the road was smooth and I was not stopped for inspection.
Bei Yinyao looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, as well as the antique buildings of different styles, Yang Luo explained to Bei Yinyao which leader once lived and who lives there now.
Bei Yinyao listened to every name that popped out of Yang Luo's mouth, and her heart would beat violently. also gave her a very intuitive understanding, no wonder this place can be compared with the Forbidden City. Everyone Yang Luo said was like thunder, and they were the people whose names were engraved in history. In TV movies, I don't know how many times it was performed.
Mr. Wang's home is a garden-style antique three-story building, the faΓ§ade is a withered lawn, four heavily armed guards are patrolling the bluestone paved path leading to the residence, seeing the colonel's car from a distance, he stopped and saluted, and then turned onto another bluestone path to continue patrolling.
Chen Jie parked his car in an open space next to the lawn, which is estimated to be a parking space. Yang Luo stopped the car, took two bags of tea, picked up one and got out of the car with Bei Yinyao.
The three of them walked to the house more than 30 meters away, and when they came to the door, Chen Jie said, "Hurry up and go in, the chief is still waiting." As he spoke, he pushed open the door and walked in.
Wang Bangquan was sitting on a rattan chair, holding a teacup in both hands, looking down at the endgame on the table of the Eight Immortals in front of him. He raised his head when he heard the door knock, then lowered his head again and continued to look at the endgame.
The corners of Yang Luo's mouth pursed, and with his hands behind his back, he walked to the opposite side of Wang Bangquan: "Old man Wang, I came to see you with good intentions, but you ignored me, this is not hospitality." β
When Chen Jie heard Yang Luo call Wang Bangquan old man, his heart jumped, and he secretly looked at Wang Bangquan, only to see that Wang Bangquan was still looking down at the endgame, and he didn't pay attention to Yang Luo at all.
"Tut-tut......"
Yang Luo glanced at the chessboard and said in a loud voice: "This is a dead game, which can't be solved." β
At this moment, Wang Bangquan raised his head, "You kept saying that you came to see me, and you came with two empty paws?" β
Yang Luo bent down with a hippie smile, looked at Wang Bangquan and said, "Xinyi, I came with sincerity, isn't this better than some material things?" β
"Fart!" Wang Bangquan scolded, "How much is sincerity worth?" I'm an old guy who likes material things. β
Yang Luo sat on the rattan chair opposite Wang Bangquan, hid the tea behind him, and said disdainfully with Erlang's legs: "Vulgar, you are a great communist and a proletarian revolutionary of the older generation, how can you do it like this." Too superficial, too superficial. Yang Luo shook his head when he said this.
Wang Bangquan glanced at Yang Luo: "Is it superficial?" Perhaps, but society has created a superficial atmosphere, and since people are in this society, then don't deliberately avoid vulgarity. Communists and revolutionaries are also people, so let's be vulgar. After saying that, he lowered his head again, as if the chessboard was more attractive.
Listening to the old man and the young man bickering, Bei Yinyao stood aside and pursed her lips and smiled. And Chen Jie also felt funny, it was the first time he saw Wang Bangquan fighting like a child, and he was still facing the younger generation. Chen Jie couldn't help but smile and glanced behind Yang Luo, he didn't know what was hidden in the paper bag, but he knew that it must have been given to Wang Bangquan.
Yang Luo took out the tea bag, hooked it with his fingers, and dangled it back and forth in front of Wang Bangquan's eyes.
Wang Bangquan sniffed his nose, and snatched the tea without warning, just like a child who got candy, he couldn't wait to open the package, pinched a little with his fingers and put it under his nose to smell it, put it in the palm of his hand and observed it carefully, and then raised his head after a while: "The best dragon well before the rain, where did you get so much?" β
said: "Doesn't your old man have a big red robe, and he can still look at Longjing?" β
Wang Bangquan snorted: "Do you think that this superb dragon well before the rain is worse than the big red robe?" Even if there is a difference, it is a difference in fame, and the annual output is not much. β
Yang Luo knocked his head: "I robbed it in the Laoshe Teahouse." β
Wang Bangquan was stunned, "No wonder, I got so many at once." As he spoke, he handed the tea to Chen Jie, "Put it away!" β
"Yes!" Chen Jie took the tea and walked upstairs.
Wang Bangquan raised his head slightly, looked at Bei Yinyao, and said with a smile: "You are Bei Yinyao!" β
Bei Yinyao bowed slightly and said, "Hello Grandpa Wang, I'm Bei Yinyao!" β
Wang Bangquan laughed, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit, don't stand, otherwise this kid will have to fight with me again." β
This old man knew Wang Rou's feelings for Yang Luo, but he felt that his children and grandchildren had their own blessings, and the emotional affairs could only go with the flow, and he couldn't come reluctantly, so he didn't have a prejudice against Bei Yinyao. even likes Bei Yinyao's generous and gentle personality a little.
Bei Yinyao pursed her lips and smiled and sat on the sofa, her legs together and slightly tilted to the side, her hands on her knees, and her upper body straight.
When Wang Bangquan saw Bei Yinyao's appearance, he couldn't help nodding slightly, and then looked at Yang Luo: "He said that he missed me again, and brought me this bag of tea. Say, find me something! β
Yang Luo gave a thumbs up and said, "Your old man is really sharp-eyed, and you can see at a glance that something is wrong with me." β
Wang Bangquan didn't eat Yang Luo's set at all, and said with a blow beard and glaring: "I know what shit you shit when you kid pouts his ass." β
Yang Luo smiled: "Then I'll say it, the first and second leaders are dissatisfied with the situation in the south, so let me go over." β
Wang Bangquan frowned: "To what extent?" β
Yang Luo knocked his head and said in a deep voice: "The guillotine is ready, and it is sharpened. β
Wang Bangquan took a sip of tea, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and after a while he said, "Tell me what you are looking for." β
Yang Luo said: "They gave me five places, two of which were members of the Standing Committee. I have already talked to Li Zhenyu about changing the position of the mayor of Changsha and the secretary of Tangshan for the position of the squad leader in the south. If nothing else, there will be no problem with this transaction. Next is the position of full-time deputy secretary, see if your old man is interested. β
Wang Bangquan leaned back and said with a smile: "You kid is not small, you actually want to pull me into the water." β
Yang Luo smiled: "When you go into the water, you can catch fish to eat, otherwise you can only watch others eat, aren't you hungry?" β
Wang Bangquan suddenly became very serious: "The water there is too muddy, no matter how good the water is, if you go down, you won't necessarily catch fish, but you will drown." β
"How can there be a free dinner in the world?" Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lit one, "Life is an adventurous journey, especially in officialdom, only by daring to take risks can you get more." β
Wang Bangquan frowned, "A full-time deputy secretary, you want to pull me into the water?" β
The corners of Yang Luo's mouth pursed: "What if you are also the secretary of the provincial political and legal committee and the secretary of the Shenzhen Municipal Party Committee?" β
Wang Bangquan's eyes lit up, and the current secretary of the Nanbian Provincial Political and Legal Committee and the Secretary of the Shenzhen Municipal Party Committee are both full-time deputy secretaries. But once the net on the south side is torn open, the chances of such a situation are not very high.
Yang Luo continued: "Your old man should know me, I have always said the same. However, such a position is to be exchanged. β
Wang Bangquan snorted: "You dragged me into the water, and you still want me to exchange with you?" β
Yang Luo said with a smile: "I am a fertile water that does not flow into the fields of outsiders, if your old man feels that he is at a loss, then forget it, if you want to exchange with me, there are many people who are willing to go into the water." β
Wang Bang didn't speak, although he had never paved a brick for his son's pipeline, but anyway, it was his own son. If he was just a full-time deputy secretary, he would never wade into the troubled waters there. But with the addition of politics and law and Shenzhen, then this weight is large, and it is not inferior to the position of the secretary of the provincial party committee.
Yang Luo smoked a cigarette and looked at Wang Puqi with a smile, his expression quite calm. Such a big cake, even this old fox will definitely not be able to refuse.
Wang Bangquan looked at Yang Luo with electric eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure?" β
Yang Luo laughed wildly: "Bloody and bloody, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, pointed to the gun and asked the poor man, who dares to fight with me?" β