Wen Liang rested on the sofa for a while, then he remembered that Liu Tianlai was still waiting for news, so he called him. Wen Liang didn't need to remind him about the detailed arrangements, as Liu Tianlai was professional in this area and would definitely reassure everyone.
With so many big shots involved, Wen Liang is not afraid that Liu Tianlai will not try his best. Such a good opportunity to make merit and show himself is hard to come by. If Deputy Director Liu, who appears rough on the outside but is delicate on the inside, can't seize it, it would be a waste of such a great son like Liu Zhihe!
"Director Liu, I won't say much else. There is only one thing you need to pay attention to. You must take good care of Ji Su and her mother Su Rui. Otherwise..."
Liu Tianlai participated in the whole process of Ji Zheng's affairs, so how could he not hear the unsatisfactory meaning in Wen Liang's words? He was startled and patted his chest to assure, "Don't worry, Young Master Wen, I will make sure that nothing goes wrong!"
As the case goes deeper, Ji Zheng's role will gradually become more prominent. Zhou Yuanting and Fan Heng'an are fine, as they don't care about Ji Zheng. But there is no guarantee that there are some blind people in Qinghua Factory who will do something impulsive. The tough folk customs of Qingzhou are always a headache.
No matter who was hurt between Ji Su and Su Rui, Wen Liang could not explain to Ji Zheng.
What's more possible is that I can't explain it to myself!
After Wen Liang hung up the phone, An Baoqing said, "I'm afraid Director Liu will be promoted this time. Xu Fuyan now directly asks Liu Tianlai for help. Zhao Xinchuan is completely useless..."
Wen Liang laughed coldly, "If you don't work hard when you are farming, but still want a share of the harvest, there is no such thing in the world. Zhao Xinchuan wavered when we were in the most difficult time. Although he won't be punished later, he can't sit on this position anymore. Xu Fuyan can give him a full director salary and retire early, which is the best result."
An Baoqing nodded knowingly. No matter how you look at it, Xu Fuyan doesn't seem to be a magnanimous person. He is kindhearted enough to let Zhao Xinchuan leave his post safely. Otherwise, after so many years in the public security system, who can't find some faults
Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief because the commotion caused by Dandelion's message had come to an end. The closer it got to the final moment, the more vigilant he had to be. He didn't want to fail at the last moment. It would be too late to cry, and he would be known as a fool in the Qingzhou officialdom. An Baoqing was also obviously relieved, and he leaned on the sofa opposite and closed his eyes.
There was a hint of paleness outside the window; daybreak was approaching.
Wen Liang gently stroked the purple clay cup in his hand. The clear Biluochun tea in the cup exuded a charming fragrance as always. He suddenly asked, "How is that matter going?"
An Baoqing was stunned at first, but soon understood what Wen Liang meant and said, "We are still looking. It should be in Bai'an County. Although this county is not big, the permanent population in the urban area is also 20,000 to 30,000. It is not easy to find a woman with a child."
Wen Liang remained silent for a long time, staring at his own reflection in the teacup. The young face seemed familiar yet unfamiliar. Struggle, confusion, self-blame and other expressions flashed through his eyes, but eventually turned into coldness and ruthlessness.
A single woman whose husband is often away from home and whose child just turned one year old, in this conservative era, rumors are inevitable. Without even looking up, he said calmly: "Use all your strength, and you must find it this month!"
An Baoqing noticed the sternness in Wen Liang's tone, subconsciously sat up, and said in a deep voice: "I understand!"
"Master Wen, I still don't understand why you are looking for them so urgently?"
This is not the first time that Minister An Bao has asked this question.
Since Wen Liang dug a trap in the western suburbs last time and caught Zhao Jianjun and his gang, a gangster revealed during the interrogation that Zhao Jianjun was not single. He also had a woman in Bai'an County. Although they were not married, she gave birth to a son for him. This matter was very secretive. No one knew about it except Zhao Jianjun's diehard brothers who came out of the orphanage together.
This is understandable. Zhao Jianjun started as a small thug with nothing and gradually became famous in Qingzhou. It is obvious that this process is full of blood and gore. He has made many enemies in Qingzhou and might die on the street one day. If there is a woman who is willing to leave a child for him, he naturally has to stay away from the circle of Qingzhou and not let outsiders know.
Coincidentally, in October, when his son had his birthday, Zhao Jianjun was so happy that he drank a few more glasses. He took out photos of his wife and children to show off, and the gangster remembered them. After being arrested and taken back to the police station, it seemed that they were going to be serious. Everyone was in a panic and reported any situation, trying to make a contribution and save their lives.
After Wen Liang got the news, for some unknown reason, he immediately asked An Baoqing to send people to Bai'an County to look for him, but he did not explain the reason. Sometimes, An Baoqing would think that Wen Liang wanted to root out the problem, but he also knew that this guess was impossible!
Wen Liang had no reason to fight with a dead man. Not long ago, the court sentenced Zhao Jianjun and three others to death for hooliganism, gathering a crowd to cause trouble, and intentional homicide. The rest were sentenced to suspended death penalty, life imprisonment, and eight to fifteen years. The gang of scum who once bullied the village finally got the retribution they deserved. According to Liu Tian, after the court's verdict, the gangster who reported that Zhao Jianjun had a wife and children was only sentenced to one year, suspended for two years. He has seen the photo and is now following An Baoqing's men to look for people in Bai'an County. So, useful people have a way to survive!
Just like the previous times, Wen Liang did not answer An Baoqing's question. He tilted his head back and drank the water in the cup in one gulp. Drops of water quietly slid down his chin, soaking his clothes in the blink of an eye.
Once you step into this world, you will find yourself surrounded by thorns and traps. However, even if you pour the water from the Qinghe River to wash away the dust on your clothes, it still cannot wash away the desires in your heart.
From the day he decided to join the game to help Zuo Yuxi take revenge, the sixteen-year-old boy has been far away from his former innocent days. His eyes are no longer clear, and his hands are stained with blood. He is neither a good person nor a bad person.
That's all!
"Brother Jiu, I'm tired, you go and do your work."
After Minister An Bao left, Wen Liang was too lazy to go into the suite. He slowly fell on the sofa and soon fell into a deep sleep.
When he opened his eyes again, Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, then he jumped up, and the silk blanket covering his body fell off. He couldn't suppress the surprise on his face and said, "You're back so soon?"
Zuo Yuxi smiled and dodged his bear hug, saying, "I just came back not long ago. Guess what surprises are coming next?"
Wen Liang held Kong for a moment, carried forward the spirit of fighting again and again after repeated failures, and continued to attack without being discouraged: "Is there a reward if you guess it?"
Zuo Yuxi didn't dodge this time, and was hugged by Wen Liang. He put his hands on his chest and said coquettishly, "Guess first!"
"I guess, it's a surprise..."
Zuo Yuxi didn't react for a moment, and immediately knew what he meant. He raised his hand to hit him, but Wen Liang grabbed it with a smile: "I'm just kidding you. The task force has moved in, right?"
Zuo Yuxi knew that she couldn't hide it from him, so she nodded and leaned into his arms, whispering: "I still feel like I'm in a dream, I can't believe it..."
Wen Liang stroked her hair. Although the journey was extremely difficult, they had made it through. History is written by the victors, and the difficulties of the past will become glory in the future.
"But what made me happiest was the phone call you made last night! You know what, little idiot, I've never heard your voice sound so nervous..."
Wen Liang hugged Zuo Yuxi tighter and said with a smile: "Nonsense, why would I be nervous? We are all blessed with good fortune, nothing will happen to us!"
It is easy to get priceless treasures, but it is hard to find a lover. If I have such a person in my life, I would ask for nothing else!
Wen Liang stood up and sat aside. Zuo Yuxi supported her waist with her hands and leaned back. Her exquisite silk cotton skirt was a little messy, and a few strands of scattered hair stuck to her mouth, perfectly depicting the most beautiful parts of a stunning woman.
"Forget it! Since you're so well behaved, I won't mind hanging out with Xu Yao last night. Otherwise... Humph!"
Wen Liang knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he smiled bitterly and said, "An Laojiu is really unreliable..."
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(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
The holy spring of thy music rushes forward, breaking through all the rocks that stand in its way.
My heart longs to sing with you, but I can't make a sound. I want to speak, but words can't make a song. I call
Oh, you have made my heart a prisoner in the vast net of your music, my master!
Please allow me to slack off for a while and sit beside you. I will finish the work at hand later.
Without your presence, my heart knows no peace or repose, and my work becomes an endless sea of toil.
Endless toil in the.
Today the heat of summer comes to my window and whispers: the bees are singing in the palace of flowers.
This is the time to sit quietly, facing you, singing the song of life in this silence and endless leisure.
Pick this flower and take it away without delay! I am afraid it will wither and fall into the dust.
I received an invitation to the world's festival, my life was blessed. My eyes saw beautiful sights, my
The ears also heard intoxicating music.
My task at this banquet was to play music, and I did my best.
Now, I ask, has the time finally come when I can go in and see your face and offer my silent respect
Is it a gift? (To be continued)