Epiphanies of Rebirth

Chapter 13

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The old man stood tall and stared at the group of people who suddenly appeared without saying a word.

If he didn't speak, no one dared to speak first. It was as if a ball of liquid nitrogen had been dropped at the scene, and the freezing air that was about to freeze made everyone restless. Du Kang's greetings were not answered, so nervous that his forehead was sweating. When he looked up, he saw the handcuffs on Mr. Fang's hands. His legs softened and he almost knelt down.

Liu is actually something that is more than enough to fail! Get into a big disaster, but in the end, you have to take the thunder!

At this moment, Du Kang wished he could just grab a gun and kill the culprit standing in the back. His back arched more and more severely. He pulled the key from Director Liu's waist and untied the handcuffs for Fang Lao. At the same time, he asked coldly, "Fang Lao, why don't we change places?"

Fang Lao asked blankly, "Are you going to invite me too?"

This is angry! Not too angry! Du Kang swallowed hard and replied with a forced smile: "Fang Lao, you are joking, I am not worried that there are too many people here, in case they bump into you. The other comrades in the museum delegation are also very worried about your health. My son is waiting for you at the guest house where you are staying, and has always told me that I must invite you back unharmed..."

"No injuries, haha!" Fang Lao turned his hands behind his back, his deep eyes swept around the scene slowly, what he said was like a compliment, but Du Kang's back was wet when he heard, "This family's The head of the household, a young man with high ideological awareness and dedication who voluntarily donated ancestral cultural relics to our museum, has been 'invited' by your competent subordinate to go back to assist in the investigation. I also have to thank you for coming in time, otherwise it will be too late In a few minutes, I guess I will end up like this!"

Du Kang was so scolded that he didn't dare to lift his head, so he could only keep repeating "it was my negligence in management".

Fang Lao gave him a deep look, snorted coldly, and walked out across the crowd with his hands behind his back.

When passing by Director Liu, he didn't even glance at him, as if he was facing a transparent person, and this transparent person was not even qualified to stay in his corner for half a second.

The stalemate at the scene was finally broken, and the four bodyguards quickly followed the old man and blocked Du Kang's move to help him. Being rejected so rudely, Du Kang didn't see any negative emotions on his face. Instead, he politely stepped aside and let these bodyguards walk in front of him.

As soon as his arms tightened, he turned his head and immediately saw Liu Shi's pale face.

Director Liu's eyes are dim. He has worked in Liyun for so many years, and he has dealt with Du Kang a lot of people. From wearing this dress, all he sees is Du Kang's calm and dignified leadership attitude. This is still him. For the first time in my life, I saw the other party look so sullen.

How big of a story does this have to have to make the other party be so cautious and polite? Director Liu realized that it was not good from the moment he was beaten just now, and every second passed, his heart sank. Until this moment, his heart was already beating like a drum, and his blood pressure had soared to its peak, but there was a sincere fear that pressed his back, hands and feet, with bursts of cold.

"Du, Secretary Du... this..."

He couldn't even speak, the palms holding Du Kang's arm were sweaty, and the only thought in his mind was that he couldn't let the other party go just like that. His subconscious intuition told him that when Du Kang left, his future life It's completely over.

The intuition was correct. The moment Du Kang's eyes fell on Director Liu, the respectful and polite smile on his face when he was facing Old Man Gao suddenly disappeared.

His expression was gloomy, and angry flames jumped in the pupils of his eyes, as if he wanted to strangle Director Liu to death in the next second.

"Liu is actually." Du Kang gritted his teeth and read Director Liu's name, grabbed the other's hand holding his arm with a sullen face, and opened it little by little.

He didn't want to stay here for a second, and before leaving, he just pointed at Director Liu with his finger: "Remember, this account still has to be calculated."

The people who were crowded in the room like sardines poured out again, and even the group of students who had no resistance just now left, leaving only Liu Shi and a group of followers he brought, who were abruptly left behind. In a messy living room.

Liu actually took off the hat on his head slowly, as if he had been exhausted, he leaned on the sofa and squatted on the ground at a loss.

He knew the location of the warehouse, and he knew that he had tried his best to put the cultural relics there. However, at this moment, there were no guards in the room, so he borrowed two more courage and did not dare to ask close there.

He was like a drowning man, struggling with endless regrets and fears, unable to survive.

His followers were also panicked, neither daring to go out with those who left, nor approaching him to ask the root cause. They looked at each other, each seeing the same sentence in each other's eyes—

Done.

Outside the house, in the yard, Du Kang finally found an opportunity to get close to Fang Lao. He caught Mr. Fang's frown when he saw the greenery in the yard being in a mess, and with a wink, he immediately suggested: "Look at the chaos in this yard, the grass is bald, I just found out that Even the coffee table in the house was broken, this is all our fault. Don't worry, Mr. Fang, I will arrange for someone to come over and take care of the aftermath, and I will do our best to minimize the loss of the householder in this incident. "

When Fang Lao heard this, he glanced straight at him, and nodded slightly. Although he still didn't look good, it still made Du Kang feel at ease.

Realizing that he had found a way to appease Fang Lao's anger, he hurriedly wanted to make up for the mistake, and while winking at the secretary who followed him, he quickly stepped forward and opened the car door for Fang Lao.

"Elder Fang." He discussed it, "Then let's go to the guest house now...?"

Fang Lao sat in the car with a solemn face: "Go to your city bureau, I will personally go and pick up the young man you took to 'cooperate with the investigation'."

Du Kang was stunned when he heard the words. Just as he was about to dissuade him, Fang Lao, who signaled the bodyguard to close the car door, suddenly lowered the car window and glanced outside the car, as if looking for something.

Then he found it, and his fingers crossed the crowd lightly: "That black-faced comrade, get into the car in front and lead the way."

Father Deng, who was soothing Gao Sheng and the others, jumped in his heart when he was named, but when he wanted to take a closer look, the car window had already rolled up.

He was at a loss for a while, and his response was slower, but Du Kang, who was standing by the car, immediately realized something, and his face towards Father Deng immediately softened.

"Comrade Deng Fengshou, since I called you, what are you still doing?" With an encouraging and trusting smile on his face, he waved kindly to this subordinate who didn't even look at him when he reported his work, "Come here quickly. , squeeze with me in the same car."

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On Lin Jingzhe's side, outside the interrogation room, Director Zhou (Deputy Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau) who also came to "cooperate with the investigation" was leaning against the door, looking through the small bar window at the lack of progress inside, frowning. The lid of the enamel teapot in his hand was scratched and scratched. He glanced at the time, but still felt that this group of people should not be dragged on any longer. Lin Jingzhe hadn't even asked to go to the toilet until now.

He touched the landline on a desk and dialed the provincial capital.

In the provincial capital, at Kechang Wang's house, Jiang Chacha and his wife have changed from a hotel treat to a guest room, and brought a rather delicate little gift.

Section Chief Wang's eyes lit up when he opened the gift box. He took out the square big brother in the box, turned it over and over, pulled out the antenna, and brought it close to his ear to feel the feeling of making a call.

This is really a small gift that suits his heart.

"Oh, if you said you came here, what are you bringing with you." He smiled so much that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretched out, but he refused to accept it, "This gift is too expensive, you should take it back."

Jiang Chacha and his wife looked at each other with smiles on their faces. Before Qi Qing came, he was worried about what to bring. According to his style, it is best to give the money directly. It was Jiang Qiaqia who stopped him, saying it was too boring. Instead, he found such a rare gift from his home that a friend brought back from abroad a few days ago. Who knew that it would be delivered to the heart of the God of Wealth.

Jiang Qiaqia opened his mouth, his voice was gentle and powerful, with a temperament that made people feel like a spring breeze: "Brother Wang, what are you talking about? It's just a little thing. Compared with our friendship, it's nothing."

Section Chief Wang smiled and put the eldest brother back into the box: "I have never seen a machine of this model in Qunnan. I'm afraid it cost tens of thousands to buy it? This is not a small thing."

Jiang Qia Qia said, "It doesn't matter how much it is worth, it's just a tool for people to use, don't you think?"

Section Chief Wang laughed, and finally handed the box to his wife who was sitting next to him. His attitude became extremely enthusiastic, and he even urged his wife: "Why are you standing still, go, go and give it to us quickly Brother Qi and younger siblings pour a cup of tea, and use the box of Longjing before the rain that I just brought back yesterday."

Qi Qing's heart-wrenching worries suddenly eased away. There are good husbands and wives in the family. He has already admired his wife so much. She not only helped him get in touch with such a big backer that he could meet and cannot ask for, but also the small opinions at critical times in the future have achieved quite good results. . As long as they can build a good foundation with the lifeline of Section Chief Wang, the development of Qiqing Real Estate is bound to be limitless, and they don't even need to look into the future. It is estimated that they can benefit a lot from the new plan this time.

The two parties drank the mellow and fragrant Yuqian Longjing chatting and chatting, and Director Zhou's phone number came in and reported the less than ideal progress here.

Seeing that Section Chief Wang's face was not very good-looking, Jiang Chacha asked keenly, "Brother Wang, what happened?"

Section Chief Wang covered the receiver and said, "It's not very easy to handle. It is said that the victim is under control, but the other party refuses to sign the self-report."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Jiang Qia Qia's brows jumped slightly invisibly, but then quickly concealed his unnatural expression. Qi Qing, who was beside her, snorted coldly: "This countryman, don't eat or drink for a toast."

"Yeah." Jiang Qiaqia bowed her head slightly, she had been called by her parents-in-law before.

Success is just around the corner, and the temptation of those antiques is too great. Section Chief Wang thought about it and felt that he was dealing with a child who lived in a small city like Liyun and had no elders in his family. Guessing that the problem is not big, he boldly ordered: "He doesn't need to sign voluntarily. If he really refuses to sign, he can just press his fingerprints. If there is any problem, I will solve it myself."

Director Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed. After hanging up the phone, the smile returned to Chief Wang's brow. He rubbed his hands together and breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the clear tea in the teacup on the table with a long look: "This time it should be possible."

"Then congratulations in advance, the sword meets a hero, and I have to congratulate my father's antiques, and finally found a good owner who really understands them." The sweet words that coaxed Section Chief Wang into a comfortable body. Seeing that the other party was coaxed into a grin, and instead of the ignorant look that he had when we first met, Jiang Qia Qia struck while the iron was hot, and put forward his intention: "Brother Wang, there is one more thing, that land No. 6..."

"Hey! It's easy to talk about." Section Chief Wang fell into the sofa with a smile, "You come to my office tomorrow with your documents, and we'll discuss it in detail. I won't talk about this for now, come here, I'll show you Try your sister-in-law's specialty dish."

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In Liyun City, Lin Jingzhe closed his eyes and rested his eyes, and suddenly heard a chaotic footstep, followed by the approaching of the same chaotic dispute.

"Our Director Deng has said that all procedures must be in accordance with regulations..."

The few people who blocked the crowd were surrounded and pushed open. With the loud sound of the door being kicked open, Lin Jingzhe opened his eyes and faced the dazzling light. He saw the "Director Zhou" who had met at home just now. walked in.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Director Zhou was standing by the door and commanded, "Hurry up and finish it quickly."

Then two people walked towards Lin Jingzhe with a box of bright red ink pad and the stack of paper that had never been signed. The two looked at each other and cooperated tacitly. One pressed the paper, and the other reached out to grab Lin Jingzhe's arm. .

"What do you want to do?!" Lin Jingzhe's eyes widened, and he kicked his feet up, hitting the gripper's stomach.

"Ouch!" The other party was kicked, and he bent down in pain. When he recovered, his eyes immediately became quite cruel.

"You fucking don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink! Wait!" He let out a harsh sentence, and was reluctantly suppressed his anger under the urging of his companion "business is important".

He grabbed Lin Jingzhe's arm again, using extra strength this time, and with a snap, he pressed Lin Jingzhe's hand into the ink pad, and then placed it on the signature page of the stack of paper.

With limited movement, Lin Jingzhe couldn't resist the attack from the left and the right, but he was also unwilling to let the other party do as he wished, so the moment his palm pressed the paper, his five fingers slammed hard on the paper. He wiped it ruthlessly, and instantly pulled the originally clear palm print into a blur.

It doesn't work at all! The man who was kicked just now became more and more furious. He took the stack of papers and looked at it, and his anger burned his forehead involuntarily.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife and nailed to Lin Jingzhe's face with a mocking smile. He clenched his fists, his knuckles rattled, and said word by word, "When the business is over, I will let you know that impulsiveness is a What happened."

Immediately, without turning his head, he instructed in the direction of the door, which was suddenly much quieter for some reason: "Go! Print another copy, no! Print ten copies! Let's take your time and let him press it one by one!"

"Haha." But he didn't wait for the answer he imagined. In the direction of the door, an emotionless laughter suddenly sounded after he finished giving orders.

Who is watching their own jokes? He frowned slightly, and was even more impatient in his heart. He turned around after hearing the laughter, and wanted to show the other party some color.

But it is easy to turn the head in the past, but it is difficult to turn it back again.

Outside the gate, there was a... no, a few faces that he would never admit wrong if he turned into ashes. In the past, he had to follow his brother-in-law, Director Zhou, to report to the work. The faces that were fortunate to meet appeared together without warning.

"What do you want to print, so many ten copies?" The big boss who had never spoken to him finally opened his mouth to him for the first time, but he was so flattered in his heart that he didn't dare to give birth.

Du Kang wanted to interrupt for a long time, but was stopped by Fang Lao and did not dare to speak. He watched a performance from beginning to end, his face was already grim to the limit, but he still squeezed out a twisted smile. Facing the dull-looking guy in the room, who had obviously been frightened by his appearance, he slowly spread out his hand: "How about you show me too?"