As Shen Cong expected, Fang Ru knew to go to the school for his son.

His son is in the third grade and will take the entrance examination next year.

Don't look at Fang Ru's honesty, the nerd meaning is obvious, but his son is a small overlord, fighting and fighting.

Three days in school in school, Fang Ru first went to school to compare with him.

Fang Ru first racked his brains, hit him, scolded, and even the belt had broken two.

As a result, the effect was very small. Every time the son cried, he cried and tears, and what poisoned oaths have been sent. In the end, after three days, it is still irresistible.

For this reason, Fang Ru first changed his son to three middle schools, not that he took the initiative to transfer, but was dismissed by the school.

This time I was a bit troublesome. The son hit the person, and three stitches were sewn on his head.

Moreover, parents do business, not bad money.

Don't agree to how much money you pay, you have to send Fang Ru's son's son.

Fang Ru first worked at the Xiangyun District Committee. They didn't care at all. His relatives were still in the municipal party committee.

Anyway, Fang Ru is good at all, and the parents of the other party are always not loose, saying nothing else, only the road can go, other talks. Other talks.

There is mediation over the school, so that the two sides will be private, otherwise, his son only fired.

Fang Ru was so sad that he had circled the place.

Back to the family, He Wei came to ask for inquiries.

And begging He Wei, her father knows more people, can he ask Boss He to help find a way.

He Wei also made it difficult. This incident was a big deal in Fang Ru, but in the eyes of her father, it was a high -fired gun to fight mosquitoes, large materials and small uses.

Looking for him, it is his respect for him. Isn't this pediatric department insulting his boss He?

Shen Cong didn't take it for granted. Except for the weirdness of yin and yang, a useful idea did not have one, which is equivalent to nothing.

Because of the jealousy of Li Yuanglang, Fang Ru didn't care about Li Yuen Long for a long time.

To this day, it is impossible to find Li Yuanlang to help.

Li Yuanglang is not as good as him. One of the small subjects is unfamiliar with his life. He finds him purely.

It is true that Fang Ru had to bow his head to find Li Kewei. How to say, Li Kewei is also the secretary of the district party committee.

As soon as Li Ke heard this, his head immediately shaken into a wave drum.

"Lao Fang, it's not that I don't help you, I really don't know how to help you."

Listening to Li Ke's embarrassment with the official cavity, Fang Ru was half -hearted, and prayed that Li Ke was for many years of colleagues, and he helped him.

The son was only fifteen years old, so he was got into it. This life was completely finished.

Moreover, Fang Ru's identity is special. Once his son sentences or enters the small management office, he will more or less adversely affect him.

This is the whole body.

Li Ke couldn't stand the entanglement of Fang Ru's first, and made a few calls in front of him.

After learning about the truth, he sighed helplessly, "Older, the injured children's parents did not lie. They did work in the municipal party committee. They were still a section chief. They were more authentic than my chief. "

"Moreover, behind his deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, I really have no power, you still think about it, sorry."

Fang Ru was dumbfounded as soon as he heard it.

Deputy Secretary You and the big man that Secretary Tang could not afford to make him a small person who dares not to mess with.

Fang Ru was so anxious that he was crying, standing on the open -air balcony, holding his hair one after another, and he became a monk.

At this moment, there was suddenly a big shot on his shoulder behind him, and a cigarette was handed in.

Fang Ru didn't pick it up first, but turned back, but it was Li Yuanglang who smiled.

At that time, I was so angry that I ca n’t hit it, and I opened Li Yuanglang's hand to take the smoke. I said, "What are you doing?

Li Yuanglang didn't care, still kept laughing, ignited the cigarette, took a deep breath, "Brother Fang, the child's affairs are handed over to the child to solve it by themselves, why should you intervene?"

"Speak lightly." Fang Ru glared: "Dare to be your child, he is going to be sent in by the other party. Can I look at it as a father?"

"Hehe." Li Yuen Long took a sip of cigarette butt, but asked a word without head and no brain, "Fang, do your son resist the beat?"

"What?" Fang Ru's eyes widened, puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Li Yuanglang explained: "He hit the children, and asked the other child to return.

Fang Ru looked at Li Yuanglang in surprise, and the brain was running quickly. He immediately felt a sense of pouring, and a surprised slap on his thigh, pointing at Li Yuanglang and said, "You mean ... oh, I understand, completely understand."

"Brother Fang, but you must explain your son. This beat must be beaten. It is better to be more serious than the other party." Li Yuanlang continued to solve the confusion: "Your son is good at fighting, and naturally knows how to protect himself.

Provocation, how can people look seriously injured, in fact only skin trauma. "

After taking another cigarette, I turned around and walked away. When I left, I did not forget to tell Fang Ru. "It is best to leave evidence, which is useful at critical time."

Fang Ru had been forced to desperate. Instead of asking grandpa to tell grandma, it is better to try it.

It also allows my son to experience the taste of being beaten, saving is not wrong.

So he was ruthless and immediately pulled out his phone ...

Li Yuanglang did not expect that two things tonight hit the car.

Zhang Lai left the phone and said that he asked him to drink at night.

Tang Zhi made Li Yuen Long's mobile phone in person. She agreed to seven o'clock in the evening.

It can be seen that this Secretary Tang really likes calligraphy, especially very obsessed with Guohe.

It happened that there was a private seal of Guohe seal engraving in the hands of Li Yuenlang.

Speaking of which, this seal was given by Sun Qi.

Sun Qi was the secretary of Lin Mu, the former deputy secretary of Ganping County. He had had a relationship with Guohe. The seal was given to him by Guohe.

Later, Li Yuanlang recommended that Sun Qi served as the head of the township of Shuiming Township.

It was also a coincidence. I did not know when to put this seal in Li Yuen Long's tie box.

Thinking about going, Li Yuanglang told Zhang Lai left, let him drink with Guan Yifu first, and then he went.

Then, with this seal, rushed directly to the district committee's guest house.

Tang Zhi's house lives in the family members of the Xiangyun District Committee. He also has a special room in the district committee's hospitality. He usually takes rest.

After all, his relationship with Li Yuanlang is not very close.

However, it is a great honor to call Li Yuanlang to the room of the district committee's hospitality house.

Knocking in the door, Tang Zhi was splashing ink on his desk, and he wrote a book.

I didn't shook hands with Li Yuanlang, but asked with a smile: "Yuen Long, come here to see, how do you feel like the words I just wrote?"

Li Yuanglang slowly walked, and looked at it from the beginning to the end.

"Oh?" Tang Zhiwen heard this, and suddenly came with a mental head. He wanted to listen to a student with an open mind, and looked at Li Yuanglang's expression seriously, "You say."

"Your word tonight is even more meaningful than what I see in your office." Then, Li Yuanlang gave a thumbs up towards Tang Zhi.

call……

Tang Zhi breathed a breath, and he was breathless, which was frightened by him.

However, Li Yuanglang's words praised him with a corner, and Tang Zhi didn't mention more soothing.

But pretending to be humblely said: "Yuen Long, you are big, big, how can I have this ability, the more I can learn more like."

"Really." Li Yuanglang said in the same color: "You take a look at these strokes, how natural, how elegant, and how the federations you picked up."

"Really?" Tang Zhi looked at the strokes that picked up, and nodded and said, "Well, don't say, it's much smoother than before."

Later, he pointed at the table and said to Li Yuanglang: "Come, try to write, I can learn."

"Secretary Tang, I ca n’t talk about it, I learn from you.”

"Don't be polite, come to write, I'll grind you."

Can't hold Tang Zhi's repeated request, Li Yuanglang stabbed his clothes, picked up his brush, and wrote eight characters on the unfolded rice paper.
Chapter completed!