Pancake Cart

Chapter 22

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Yin Liang returned home and was about to go upstairs when Secretary Chen stopped him.

"Why?" He stepped down.

Secretary Chen was wearing a black suit, with the city zf auditorium pass pinned to his chest. He must have just returned from the conference. He dragged Yin Liang to his father's office and sat down on the couch: "The one you brought back last time Classmate, is your surname Lu?"

Yin Liang frowned: "You even checked my classmates?"

Secretary Chen adjusted his glasses: "Xiaoliang, you misunderstood."

Yin Liang was apprehensive, afraid that the cobra would discover his relationship with Lu Lu.

"I took them all home, are you on a good relationship?"

Yin Liang stared at him warily.

"Can you talk?"

This Yin Liang couldn't understand, showing a puzzled look.

"That's right," Secretary Chen loosened the watch on his wrist. The 40th anniversary commemorative model of the seagull brand gg was given by Yin Liang's father. "His father, Lu Tuo, is a well-known entrepreneur that we have always wanted to contact. He is registered in our city, but his relationship is in China, and he is also overseas all year round. The city leaders have always wanted to contact... "

He looked at Yin Liang with a pair of slender eyes, with obvious hints.

Yin Liang breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle Chen, you made a mistake, that classmate of mine is just an ordinary person."

Secretary Chen raised his legs: "Isn't it called Lu Lu?"

Yin Liang's heart skipped a beat: "Yes, it's called Lu Lu."

"That's right," Secretary Chen smiled, "Last New Year, I accompanied your father to the Federation of Industry and Commerce for a group visit. This land road happened to be there. It is impossible for such an important person with my eyesight to remember it wrong."

Yin Liang looked at him in astonishment: "What do you think his father's name is?"

"Lu Tuo," Secretary Chen wanted to light a cigarette, and gave a thumbs up with the Yellow Crane Tower between his hands. "This is the case in the political and business circles. If we can get in touch, next year, your father will be able to do it again."

Yin Liang was at a loss for a moment, and his eyes fell on Secretary Chen's cigarette case. Zhongnanhai's box contained the Yellow Crane Tower, and so did his father, a pair of hypocritical utilitarian beasts.

It turned out that Lu Lu was the same as them.

Yin Liang left home and wandered around on his bicycle. He took out his mobile phone several times, but he didn't have the courage to call Lu Lu. He was afraid that he would know the truth and that such a perfect dream like Lu Lu would suddenly be shattered.

Pancake carts, world execute me, lollipops, all fake.

He was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know who to talk to about this kind of thing. Suddenly, Jizo's blue eyes flashed in his mind, and he kicked hard, riding towards his brother's villa on the outskirts of the city.

After more than an hour, he rode to the door and threw the car away. He rang the doorbell and glanced into the courtyard inadvertently. There was a bicycle under the flower shelf. He had seen a BMW before, and it belonged to Huang Hai.

Yin Liang's mind buzzed, Lu Lu is Lu Tuo's son, does Huang Hai know, why did his car appear here in Dizang

Yin Liang banged on the door, and for a long time, Ji Zang came out in his pajamas, his hair was loose, and his collarbone was full of sweat, blocking the door to prevent him from entering: "Xiao Liang, it's inconvenient for brother now..."

Yin Liang bumped him away and broke in. There was a birthday cake on the dining table on the first floor. After blowing out the candles, he didn't eat much. He ran up to the second floor and shouted: "Huang Hai!"

There was a sound from the bedroom, Yin Liang rushed over, there was a smell in the room, I couldn't tell whether it was fishy or fragrant, there was an empty tube of ointment standing on the bedside table, clothes were messed up on the floor, a person was curled up on the bed, wrapped in a quilt Suddenly, there was a buzzing in the quilt, something was vibrating.