When Xu Fuyan was concentrating on controlling the Standing Committee, Wen Liang naturally couldn't go to school leisurely. As the mastermind behind the whole incident, when the Qinghua Factory case was deadlocked, Wen Liang started from the impossible, step by step, calculating the general situation, guessing people's hearts, and pushed the situation to the current point. If it were spread out, I don't know how many people would be shocked. What's more commendable is that he seemed to be careless in doing all this, but in fact he acted after careful planning, and he had no plan left out. He started from the small things and made long-term plans to firmly control Qingzhou!
Han Feizi called the three ways of law, tactics and momentum the strategy of strategy. Law can govern a corner, tactics can control the masses, and only momentum can control the overall situation. What is momentum? Standing a piece of wood on a high mountain, it overlooks a stream thousands of feet deep. That is to say, it is not how long or how big the wood is, or what is powerful in itself, but it has incomparable power by virtue of the rugged terrain.
Because of this, although Wen Liang's political schemes could not compare to those of Xu Fuyan and Zhou Yuanting, who had been in the officialdom for a lifetime, as a reborn person, he had already won more than one level in terms of power without having to think about it. Through the fragmented memories of the future, he found the most correct path in the treacherous officialdom, and then walked on it without hesitation, using the law as the vertical and the tactics as the horizontal, regardless of right or wrong, and anything that stood in his way would be beaten to a pulp at best, or even killed at worst, without any mercy or compassion.
This is Zongheng!
With strong affection in his left eye, he is still the young man in white clothes, gentle as jade, standing in the sun; with overwhelming power hidden in his right eye, he is a power-hungry man with a heart as cold as ice, with his hands behind his back, he can separate life and death in two with one knife.
Where there is light, there is darkness; where there is sunlight, there is reflection!
The bell for the first class in the morning rang loudly, and Wen Liang ran out of the school as if escaping. He kept thinking back to what had just happened. When he took out the leave note, Teacher Ye's big watery eyes were full of disbelief, which made him feel uneasy no matter how he looked at it.
Uncle Wen was sitting on the bus, still shamelessly thinking, should he find a time to invite Ye Yuting to have a candlelight dinner together, so that he can be more relaxed when signing in the future...
There was no bus stop near Diyuan Garden, so Wen Liang had to walk for more than ten minutes after getting off the bus. I don't know if it was caused by the sprinkler truck that had been roaming around Qingzhou City since early morning, or if it was a broken water pipe somewhere. Where the sidewalk and the main road meet, there is a water line that stretches for hundreds of meters, which is probably up to your ankles.
Wen Liang walked along the waterline, with a certain evil taste. His eyes swept straight across the reflective ripples, as if he wanted to seduce a lively mermaid with his charming eyes. From time to time, he would lift his hair on his forehead and sing one more line at the end: We said to the sun, our hairstyle never changes. We said to the Yangtze River, our brother is so handsome...
While he was enjoying himself, a limited edition Porsche 911 whizzed past from behind, right next to the waterline. No matter how fast Wen Liang reacted, he couldn't compare to this luxury car which was just launched this year. Although he turned his head in time, the splashing water still soaked half of his body.
Qingzhou is not a particularly developed economic region. There are not many rich people, but there are still some. However, those people value their status, and absolutely no one would drive a sports car worth millions of yuan in the city. Wen Liang knew that he could not catch up, and he did not even see the license plate number. He could only raise his arm and raise his middle finger to the Porsche that was already hundreds of meters away.
It was not winter in Qingzhou yet, but the wind was still piercingly cold, not to mention that the wet clothes were sticking to his body, and it seemed that even his blood was freezing. Looking at his own miserable appearance, Wen Liang muttered angrily, "Don't let me see you again, or you'll be in trouble!"
Wen Liang wrung his clothes twice on the side of the road, thinking that he was unlucky, but he was a little worried. It was not a good time to go out, could there be any changes in the Standing Committee
People under great pressure often worry about gains and losses, and a small problem will cause inexplicable speculation. He immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the Imperial Garden.
Wen Liang suddenly stopped after walking a dozen meters, and his dark eyes narrowed into a slit. He learned this habit from Liu Zhihe, because he envied the cold and vulgar look in the narrowed eyes. Wen Liang imitated it many times and finally learned it well.
The Porsche actually turned back from the end of the road, this time the speed was obviously much slower, and it stopped right next to Wen Liang. This time Wen Liang saw it clearly, the red license plate starting with GuanB belonged to the Political Department of Guanshan Military Region. The rules of the military region are that A is the headquarters, C is the logistics department, D is the equipment department, and so on.
This is not a big deal, but a very big one. Wen Liang believes that even if someone dares to use the license plate of the Qingzhou Military Sub-district, no one would be so stupid as to directly hang a fake license plate of the Political Department of a large military region and go out. Although the last five digits are not the leadership sequence, it is still enough to scare people. (The military license plate in 1995 had not been changed yet. It should be the first heavenly stem and earthly branch such as Jia, Wu, Wei, Geng, and Ji. For the sake of harmony, the format after the license plate was changed in 2004 was directly adopted, starting with the first character of the military region. It's painful, so I made this note!)
The car window rolled down, and a girl wearing Chanel sunglasses with gold titanium frames leaned against the window, the wide frame covered half of her face, so her features could not be seen clearly, but she looked very pretty even when she was exposed. She had a smooth and slender forehead, a small and delicate nose, and red lips with a thin layer of lipstick. Just looking at the texture, it was obvious that it was not a high-end product that someone like Wen Liang could afford.
Wen Liang originally thought that a domineering young man from a wealthy family was passing through Qingzhou, but he did not expect it to be a beautiful woman with close ties to the Guanshan Military Region, who looked to be only in her early twenties!
"Hey, little classmate, was the water splashed on you just now?" There were only a few people on the whole road, and Wen Liang had half of his body wet. Was there any need to ask
Wen Liang looked at her coldly and said, "Little girl, it's no big deal if the water splashes on anyone. But I have to tell you first, you are going against the flow now!"
This girl actually drove back in the opposite direction so brazenly. If it wasn't for the fact that it was 1995 and this area wasn't the main urban area, and it was just after rush hour in the morning, there wouldn't be many pedestrians and almost no cars. You, MB, are driving in the opposite direction and just move forward for me
The girl was visibly stunned when she heard Wen Liang's unfriendly tone. She knew that the people in Qingzhou were tough, but could even children have such bad tempers
"According to the Regulations on Speed Limits on 17 Urban Roads promulgated by the Traffic Police Brigade of the Municipal Public Security Bureau in 1994, your speed exceeded the limit of 60 kilometers per hour, and you were driving in the wrong direction just now, which is a serious violation of traffic regulations. Comrade, you must have run many red lights, right? Show me your driver's license!"
The girl felt her brain was a little short of oxygen for a moment, and subconsciously asked a question that brought shame to her family's best business genius: "Qingzhou is really amazing, can you be a police officer at such a young age?"
"It's not amazing. You can drive. Is this the driver's license issued by the Black and White Impermanence Driving School of the Hades Division of the Yama Palace?"
Wen Liang was angry at her behavior of a road killer and spoke very rudely. If the red letter "B" in front of the license plate was not too glaring, he would have wanted to arrest the girl and throw her to the traffic police team for further training in traffic knowledge.
After the girl asked that question, she immediately knew that she had done something stupid. This is not a foreign country, and it is impossible for a teenager to enter the civil service system. Seeing Wen Liang's cold and serious face, but his words were much more interesting, he laughed: "Originally, I wanted to come back and say sorry to you. Just now, I was in a good mood and saw that the road was relatively quiet, so I drove faster and didn't notice that there was water on the side of the road. But you first gave me the middle finger, and now you are sneering at me. We are even now, OK?"
Wen Liang saw that the girl did not use her power to bully others as he had imagined, and her words were reasonable. He was in a hurry to see Zuo Yuxi and did not have time to waste time with her. He said, "For this set of clothes, the loss of work, shock, mental damage, and lumbar muscle injury, I will not ask for more for the sake of the Military Region Political Department. You can just pay a thousand yuan as a token of your appreciation."
The girl's eyes were hidden behind her sunglasses, so her expression could not be seen when she heard these words, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips: "Oh, that's great, you even recognized the military district's sign. It's okay that you recognized it, but you dare to blackmail me? Don't think that I'm easy to cheat just because I returned to China a few years ago. For someone like you, I will only have to compensate you fifty yuan at most." She thought this kid was quite funny, so she deliberately followed his tone and made a joke.
Wen Liang suddenly realized and said disdainfully: "I was wondering why I felt that you were not normal in the head. It turns out that you grew up eating American hamburgers, you sea turtle. Well, I must have this compensation. We can't make RMB, but it's good to earn some foreign exchange for the country. You drive a Porsche but are still so stingy. You are indeed an elite cultivated by the evil capitalist society!"
The girl didn't know whether to laugh or cry. From the first sentence, this brat had been occupying the commanding heights of the government and the law, and then attacked her from all sides. He even started with traffic regulations and recognized military license plates and Porsches, and actually made her speechless. If the family knew about this, wouldn't they laugh to death
"Tell me your name, and I'll take you out for a nice meal as compensation. How about that?"
Wen Liang was now certain that the little girl was not a bad person. If anyone else had such an identity, let alone coming back to apologize, it would be good enough if they didn't keep giving him the middle finger when they saw him.
"You're from the Military Region Political Department, you're great for driving a Porsche, you're a good person for driving a nice car, right? My mom is calling me home for dinner, bye bye, I remember the license plate number anyway, I'll ask you for compensation when I run out of money."