Same teahouse, same location.
On the other hand, people's state of mind is very different.
Fang Yan could feel that Huang Wenqiang, who was walking on the wrong side, looked at him with strong scrutiny. Such eyes could be felt in Lu Chaoge and in all the people he met.
There is a scandal between a male teacher and a female student, and the misconception is not limited to a junior high school student. Such an incident is enough to nail him to the pillar of shame.
There was a long silence.
Huang Wenqiang sighed softly and said, "Teacher Fang, things are not easy to handle."
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Do I believe him?"
"Believe it." Huang Wenqiang pointed at Fang Yan who was making tea and said: "Is this true? How can I have the intention to make tea and drink it leisurely? What? I have already made a plan in my mind. Are you prepared for the worst?"
Fang Yan used bamboo tweezers to bring the teacup to Huang Wenqiang and said, "Is there any way Director Huang can help him?"
Huang Wenqiang is a senior reporter at China Metropolis Daily and the director of the current affairs editing department, so Fang Yan calls him Director Huang.
Huang Wenqiang shook his head and said: "Did he know about that matter from his colleagues in the media? They all said that he was asking for some violent information to come out. He asked someone to inquire about it. It is said that there was someone behind the matter. According to Those guys are working like chicken blood, I’m afraid I’ll charge them a lot of retouching fees.”
Fang Yan's eyes were piercing, and he immediately returned to his normal state, asking, "Do you know who is behind this?"
Huang Wenqiang smiled and said: "Teacher Fang, I am young and have very little social experience - for things like that, naturally it requires a person to tie the bell. Just biting one thread is enough, right?"
"No, he is ignorant." Fang Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. "When Sti came out of home, a series of things happened in his body - it seems that the elegant thing of teaching people to read is really not suitable for him. Fighting and killing is his destiny in life. "
"Don't say that." Huang Haoran looked at Fang Yan solemnly and said, "Teacher Fang, please don't be irritated. I am very ignorant. In the eyes of many students, what is the meaning of my existence--- --The first time Huang Haoran asked him to do something because of me. Huang Haoran took a poem that I had commented on and read it over and over again. Huang Haoran was full of praise for my teaching method. Now he is practicing hard and trying to recite it backwards. "Tao Te Ching."
"Did all that change after I became a teacher at Zhuque Middle School? In the past, his pride made him proud, but now, his humility also makes him proud. As a father, he hopes that he Become a humble and generous person rather than a generous but overly proud person.”
"Huang Haoran was wrong. He said that he is looking forward to Chinese class every day, because I will bring surprises to them in every class." Huang Wenqiang looked at Fang Yan with a sincere face and said, "He is also looking forward to it. Wait and look forward to me bringing countless surprises to Huang Haoran and countless Huang Haoran."
Fang Yan didn't expect that Huang Wenqiang would suddenly say such a "show of favor" to him. He could feel that he had wronged his sincerity, and he could feel that he had wronged his person who seemed not very competent. Teacher respect.
Is Fang Yan really moved
"He will solve that matter." Fang Yan said. "They thought he was a good teacher. He didn't know if he could be what they imagined - at least, he couldn't be a bad teacher."
"He will say hello to his colleagues in the media, and will also meet with the education department. Maliciously reporting the scandal between a teacher and a student without sufficient evidence will have a very bad impact on the entire society and wrong teachers and students. The reputation of the students will also be seriously affected - if not handled properly, the students' lives may be ruined. You must be cautious about that kind of thing," Huang Wenqiang said. "There's a lot he can help with, and I don't ask to be polite to him."
"Leave Chengdong's affairs to him." Fang Yan smiled. "I was wrong. It takes a bell-tie to untie the bell."
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The bald man was very cautious. After coming out of the hospital, he scanned the surrounding area and found no suspicious person, then quickly walked towards a red Volkswagen.
He opened the car door and slowly drove out of the hospital compound.
Fang Yan's head appeared in the window of a black van, pointing at the Volkswagen with the tail number 098 in front, and said, "Master, please follow me."
"No problem." The skinny driver agreed readily and quickly started the car. "I beg you, the prey that is being targeted by his Yijianfeng Car God, please don't try to escape from right under his nose -----Brother, please remind me, which way did the car turn?"
"The only convenience store. "Fang Yan said angrily. Isn't that Yijianfeng Car God too inferior
"Ouch, that guy actually lurked for us - oh, why don't you go buy cigarettes." Yi Jianfeng Car God stretched out his legs and touched the cigarette box, then threw the cigarette box back, hehehe said with a smile: " I almost forgot, little brother, I don’t smoke.”
"I'll smoke it myself, don't worry about him." Fang Yan said.
"That won't work." Yijianfeng Car God shook his head. "I don't smoke, but he smokes alone, so why don't I let him smoke his two-legged cigarette? Do their illegal car drivers have professional qualities?"
"------" Fang Yan decided never to talk about professional quality with anyone again.
The Volkswagen started up again, followed closely by the van.
"Brother, am I a detective?"
"What?" Fang Yan was stunned.
"Are you going to investigate cases specifically to find out if your husband keeps a mistress and his mistress is having an affair or something?" Yijianfeng Car God said with a smile. "Just like Detective Conan."
"Detective Conan also helps people investigate cheating relationships?"
"You should have checked it, right?" Yijianfeng Car God was not very sure. "Should I just do that kind of job? It sounds too mysterious."
"I actually guessed it." Fang Yan admitted. The reason he admitted was because he didn't want Yijianfeng Car God to ask more questions. He pointed at the Volkswagen owner in front of him and said: "That guy's mistress hired him. Check to see if he will go back to have dinner with his wife tomorrow morning----"
"Are you really a detective? Are we recruiting people?"
"Watch my performance."
"I'll just take a look." Yijianfeng Car God stepped on the accelerator, and the van rushed towards the Volkswagen.
"Slow down, slow down, be careful -" Fang Yan reminded quickly.
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The van stopped in front of a nightclub called "Yulong". Fang Yan looked at the rows of red thighs at the door of the nightclub, and frowned again.
He wasn't familiar with that kind of place.
"Can you help me?" Yijianfeng Car God asked with a shy face.
"No need for now." Fang Yan paid the remaining fare and said, "Leave a business card and wait for the interview notification."
"Okay, okay. He'll be on call." Yijianfeng Car God was very excited. "I don't know, he admires Conan."
boom----
Fang Yan had already pushed open the door of the van and strode towards the entrance of Yulong Nightclub.
When he was about to reach the door, he put the Shiwang in his legs to his ears and said loudly: "Mr. Wang, he is on his way. Let's drink first without waiting for him - Ming Hong, they won't be drunk tomorrow morning." grass----"
When the reception manager saw the guest at the door, he quickly greeted her. Fang Yan swung his leg by mistake, and she immediately stepped back.
It seemed that Fou Yulong Nightclub was a regular customer, and a friend had already booked a private room.
The bald man was waiting for the elevator, and a girl wearing a red cheongsam accompanied him. The two of them seemed very familiar with each other. The bald man did some mopping movements, and the girl pushed him away but was not angry.
Fang Yan put Shi Wang in his pocket, walked behind the bald man, patted him on the shoulder, and shouted: "Bald brother-----"
The bald man turned around and saw Fang Yan standing behind him with a look of horror on his face. When he opened his mouth to beg him to shut up, he found a sharp pain in his shoulder.
The pain was so painful that it made him speechless and breathless. In the blink of an eye, dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Fang Yan pressed the Mingmen acupoint on the bald man's shoulder with his Jinzhong Xuanyin finger, and said with a smile: "Bald brother, I also came to see Brother Lang, right? Brother Lang called him and asked him to come over there to meet him. ----"
When the cheongsam woman saw the handsome Fang Yan, her eyes immediately became bright and lively, and she asked with a smile: "That handsome guy is very unfamiliar? Is it your first time here? Do you know Brother De?"
"We know each other. He and Bald have been good brothers for many years." Fang Yan said with a smile.
The woman pinched the bald man's arm and said, "Bald man is so mean. He doesn't bring such a handsome friend over to play with him."
"He's afraid that we'll spoil him." Fang Yan said with a shy smile.
"How could it be? Who does the bald man think they are?" the girl said coquettishly. "They'll treat me well."
When the elevator arrived, the girl walked into the elevator first and pressed the number '3'.
Fang Yan knew whether his guess was correct. Brother Lang is at Yulong Nightclub, and the box they are in should be on the third floor.
With my bald head, my body felt weak and I no longer had the strength to walk.
He wanted to fall to the ground, but Fang Yan's legs were lightly draped on his shoulders, as if they were hanging on to his life. His body was completely out of his control.
When he was in agony, his old sweetheart was flirting with Fang Yan, which made his body even more uncomfortable.
"Smelly bitch, let's see what he does to me when he comes back." The bald head cursed in his heart.
The elevator stops at the third floor, and the girl in cheongsam leads the way.
The music is blaring, and rows of long-legged girls in black uniforms are led by managers in different boxes. When a customer orders something for them, they will end the obligatory but humiliating parade.
Although Fang Yan kept his arms around the bald man's shoulders, he didn't attract anyone else's attention. There are so many people who are brothers in nightclubs, and that kind of behavior really doesn't mean anything.
boom-----
The cheongsam woman pushed open the door of box 308, turned around and faced Fang Yan and Bald Head and said, "Brother Lang is inside, let's go in."
"Thank you." Fang Yan said gratefully.
"I'm more polite than them." The girl glanced at Fang Yan wrongly and said, "The bald man is never wrong. He said thank you."
"Is it because the bald brother feels that he has a closer relationship with me?" When Fang Yan shut up, he had already walked into the box with his arms around the bald brother.
Brother Lang hugged the two women and sang, without feeling the danger.