Chapter 18: Who is Niu Guodong? We only know Han Qian
Go to Shengjing to get nail clippers?
Han Qian really thought about it.
But at this time, it is not good to go to Shengjing, and the people brought by Chen Qiang have all gone to Shengjing.
After playing in Yezhai Pavilion for a while, Han Qian drove Yeats's car away.
Yeats stood on the second floor and looked at the departing car, sighed weakly, and then lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.
It's so tiring.
Han Qian, who was driving the car, called Gao Cheng and asked if Wu Sixuan's face had been seen, and Gao Cheng said in a low voice
"The doctor said that it was just a minor problem, and you can go back to China with a simple repair! I admit I made a mistake in this matter! ”
"Let's not talk about the past, who will accompany you?"
Han Qian lit a cigarette!
Then he whispered.
"I forgot the red light on the phone and hung up! I'm going to be beaten up again in a while, so come back when you're done." ”
After hanging up the phone, the car stopped at the main gate of the yamen, and as soon as Han Qian walked into the compound, he saw Cheng Jin sitting in the courtyard.
"Why didn't you go to Shengjing for a meeting?"
Cheng Jin waved at Han Qian, pointing to the small bench in front of him, Han Qian stepped forward and sat next to Cheng Jin, Cheng Jin frowned.
"What are you going to do in Shengjing? They have a meeting to open theirs! Now public opinion has begun to make a fuss, saying that Niu Guodong was forced to death by you! ”
Han Qian handed Cheng Jin a cigarette and pouted.
"Niu Xiaohua doesn't want to leave a good reputation for Niu Guodong at all? But I have to say that although I don't have a memory of Lao Niu's behavior, nursery rhymes and I nag a lot! What do you think? You said that you want to protect the reputation of this old colleague, and I have this black pot on my back! ”
Cheng Jin stretched out his hand and touched Han Qian's head, and said in a low voice.
"It was my mistake at the beginning! It shouldn't be said that the last face for the old cow is saved! Niu Xiaohua has more grievances with you or Lin Zongheng's side, why are you and Liu Shengge digging Lin Zongheng's ashes? ”
Han Qian was slightly stunned, shook off Cheng Jin's hand, and frowned.
"What nonsense, I don't dare to do such a thing as digging up people's ashes! What can I do about this unconscionable thing? ”
Cheng Jin said with a smile.
"You don't do it, but Su Liang does it! He dug Feng Zhida's grave! You don't know this? ”
"I've got amnesia!"
Looking at Han Qian's innocent face, Cheng Jin smiled.
"There is no difference between your amnesia and not having amnesia, Yeats and nursery rhymes are all your memories, will the two of them tell you about this? But it's okay to use amnesia as an excuse, a lot of resources in the city have been robbed of it by the rain recently, so be stable for the time being! ”
Han Qian nodded, and then asked.
"I really don't care about public opinion, although I retired a few years ago, I have always been doing it on the coastal side! Let's not talk about these things for the time being, let's talk about Qin Yaozu being shot first. ”
Cheng Jin was stunned and frowned.
"Shot? Lose your marbles? Shoot him? ”
Han Qian sighed.
"I called the hospital and asked about it, and it was indeed a shot, but it was not serious!"
Cheng Jin's brows did not stretch, he thought carefully for a while, and sighed.
"Lao Qin probably doesn't want to cause trouble for you, so he went to various universities early in the morning to popularize the law, probably to break the rumors outside, the problem is still with you, the other party wants to crush you to death with public opinion. It has an impact on your enjoyment or your glory. ”
Han Qian turned his head and pouted.
"What's the impact? Warmth is my ex-wife, Yan Qingqing just has a child with me, I don't care about fame! When public opinion got up, the two of them went online and started scolding me Ok, as for others scolding me? How many heads do you have? Whoever dares to call me, I will let Tu Xiao arrest him! Besides, am I afraid of public opinion on this side of the coast? ”
In the vegetable market not far from the backyard of the Han family, a vegetable seller aunt about fifty years old looked at the reporter in front of her, her eyes full of disdain.
"Our Xiaoqian forced Niu Guodong to death? I don't care who forces anyone to die, I just care if my family's food is fresh enough, when Xiaoqian will come over and get some food to eat at home! Do these things you are talking about have anything to do with us ordinary people? ”
The reporter pointed the camera at the woman who was buying vegetables and asked.
"Since that's the case, you also know that Han Qian forced Niu Guodong to death?"
The aunt's face changed instantly, and she pointed at the woman and screamed and scolded.
"You have a crotch open line, why do you say that our Xiaoqian forced others to death? Do you have proof? Do you have witnesses? If you have a long mouth and can't speak, you go to serve men, what nonsense are you talking about here? ”
"That is, what's wrong with our prince? How many times did our young grandmother go to the yamen in order to make it cheaper for us to buy a house? ”
"Our prince wants us children from other places to go to school and get a good education! For our students, there is no money, and Principal Tong is building a school out of his own pocket! What did Niu Guodong do? Does he care if we live or die? ”
"How many years has Niu Guodong been working in Binhai? Xiao Qian has only been here for a few years, and we all come to the market voluntarily to clean up! When Xiao Qian didn't appear, who cared if we were cold or hungry? Who bought us gloves and thermos mugs? If you open your mouth, you will talk nonsense! ”
"Why don't you care when we don't have money? Now Xiaoqian has made us a market, put on thick clothes for us, and look at the whole country, which sanitation worker can drive a car to sweep the road? Forcing Niu Guodong to death? It doesn't matter to us whether this kind of person dies or not, we care if we can be fed and clothed, we care who delivers the benefits to us, not Niu Guodong just spins around in front of us and asks a big guy! ”
"My grandson was born a little disabled, and it was Wen Dong who personally went to the hospital to get busy, and all of us couldn't scrape together 2,000 yuan at that time! Who cares about us from the people at the yamen? It was the warmth that Wen Dong told us not to worry about anything, after surgery, the prince was forced to not go back to the city, and specially called us to tell us that we don't have to worry about anything, and don't worry, any child in the coastal hospital is the best care, if you have money, throw some of it, and if you don't have money, you can say that it is my aunt Han Qian, aunt! ”
"We are willing to call Xiaoqian the crown prince, you tell me, where were you when we used to go to work and couldn't get paid? My family was beaten up and came to you reporters, where were you? ”
"Han Qian doesn't charge us a penny in this vegetable market! Why don't you care about the high price of housing and the fact that our children go to school? ”
The more people in the wet market talked, the more excited they became.
A basin of cold water poured down the reporter's head, the female reporter's hair was caught, and several women grabbed the female reporter and screamed angrily.
"Who told you to come? Who asked you to discredit Xiaoqian? ”
The woman's hair was removed, the microphone was smashed, and the camera was shattered.
When Zheng Jing came with someone, he just said that he knew!
No more follow-up!
Female journalists are not reconciled!
drove to the construction site, took out the press card and walked into the scene to start the interview, and met a construction worker on the road, the reporter was colorful.
"Hello, can I interview you?"
The worker was a little nervous, wiped the ash on his hands and nodded, and the reporter said again.
"Do you know Mr. Niu Guodong?"
The worker nodded.
"Know! Who was that before, I've heard of it! The people are not bad, they are very good! ”
"Okay, then what do you think of Han Qian's forcing Niu Guodong to death!"
As he spoke, the worker's face changed, he took a deep breath and said with a smile.
"What do you think? I covered my eyes and didn't look at it, Xiaoqian forced Niu Guodong to death? What a big joke this is, you may not know our prince! Then I'll tell you! There was an accident at the construction site where I was back then, and a young man who didn't work well drove a tower crane and smashed a worker off the balcony! You reporters didn't report to this matter, right? ”
The female reporter is colorful.
"I just came to Marina!"
The worker laughed.
"Yes! You've just arrived, and you don't know anything! This tower crane is not very old, in his twenties, he works during the day and goes all night at night, but the operation error hurts someone, if it is you, how do you deal with it? Is it a personal mistake that has nothing to do with the construction site? When our prince came, he ran over and kicked the kid twice, and let him go! What kind of compensation? How can children have money? Now this worker is not working, Mr. Yan let him enter the glory and handle the retirement, with a pension of 6,000 yuan a month! Six thousand! Do you know what 6,000 is? It's enough for a family not to have to worry about what to eat tomorrow! It's the cost of buying clothes and toys for children! He is still giving it until now, and he is suffering from being injured, but does this matter have anything to do with our prince? Our prince raised him for a lifetime! ”
Speaking of this, the worker was a little excited, wiped his tears and shouted.
"What does the prince owe us? What should we do? ”
The reporter asked with an ugly face.
"You have paid for the beautification of this city."
"Who works for nothing? Don't pay us anymore? Are we fools? Can you be a journalist without money? The whole coastal work is thankless only for our prince, and now we are all willing to work with Tu Xiao, because Tu Xiao's children call the prince uncle, we are not afraid! Injured the prince raised us, you raised me? Niu Guodong raised me? Han Qian owes us? He shouldn't owe, I don't know what the professionalism of your journalists is, I know! Think about it more before doing things, is he Niu Guodong a miserable person or a pitiful person? He knows how heavy a brick is? He knows how much cement we carry a day and can earn a hundred dollars? ”
The reporter frowned.
"Then Han Qian knows?"
The workers laughed.
"Know! Our prince knows, our prince is a child from a poor family, he knows how much a meter or two is, and whether a pound of meat is expensive or not! You ask Niu Xiaohua, does he know how to grow potatoes? Does he know what the concept of pork is for seventeen yuan a pound? Do you know how much a watermelon costs five dollars a pound in winter? Niu Guodong is good, it's good! But what good is his good for us? It's nothing more than everyone saying yes and putting on a show! Who really cares if we live or die? Yes? ”
After saying this, the worker turned and left, leaving the reporter standing still and not knowing what to do.
Not long afterward, the reporter drove to Primordial University!
Squeezed through the crowd, walked in front of Qin Yaozu with the microphone, took a deep breath, and said.
"Qin Hall, there are rumors that you were injured yesterday, may I ask if this is true!"
Qin Yaozu frowned and looked at the reporter in front of him, then hammered his chest hard, and frowned.
"You look like I'm hurting? Which TV station are you? Which media's? I'll ask your person in charge to go to the city bureau to see me, and I'll have a good chat with him about the quality of you reporters, and don't leave yet! I'm going to check if it's a real or fake reporter! ”
The reporter stood stunned.
She knew what happened to her interview with Qin Yaozu.
She also knew that Qin Yaozu was indeed injured.
Look at him as the head of a provincial department, in order to prevent Han Qian from suffering public opinion, he was holding a gunshot wound to popularize the law in various universities?
Why is he Han Qian?
Why do so many people love him?
The reporter ignored something she already knew, or that she didn't want to admit.
Because Han Qian loves everyone in Binhai City.
Han Qian would never take the life of everyone in Binhai.
No matter what he did!
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