Chapter 230: Little People's Spring (four more)
It was already 3:30 pm the next day when it was facing south, the scorching sun was sinking, and the yellow afterglow filled the streets of Chaonan City.
Wei Sheng is like a long-distance traveler, a trace of homesickness arose when she walked out of the station, even though she had only been away for three or four days.
As soon as he got out of the station, it was not difficult to see Liu Jianren’s Toyota car parked at the entrance of the station. He leaned against the body with his legs crossed. He was wearing a black long-sleeved leather jacket with only a thin white T-shirt inside. Although the hair looks clean and crisp, the face is exhausted.
He was smoking cigarettes, as he always did, as if the whole world was not in the eye, but it attracted the passing girls to look at him frequently. According to later generations, Liu Jianren's handsome face with a hooked nose , The rate of return is quite high.
Wei Sheng smiled slowly when he saw him. The latter raised his head and saw her. In the afterglow of the setting sun, he dropped his cigarette **** and strode towards her, grabbed her shoulder and looked up and down, "Are you okay? Who the hell? Kidnapped you? What did they want? How did you escape?"
Wei Sheng sighed and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I'll talk in the car."
The two got into the car, and Wei Sheng told Liu Jianren about a series of things that happened in the trip, because after Yuan Chunbo helped to grab the site of No. 23 Middle School, she told Liu Jianren about her dealings with the Uyghur Party. Understand roughly.
At this moment, I was shocked to hear that the Zhiwei party's high-level officials wanted Wei Sheng to serve as the chairman of the directly affiliated ministry of the Chaonan City Zhiwei party.
You know, in November last year, Wei Sheng had just transferred to Chaonan No. 1 Middle School. It was the first time they met Li Wenmiao. They talked about Li Xianzong, the chairman of the Chaonan Ministries, with a three-point awe. .
But now, just a few months later, Wei Sheng has taken his place.
Regarding this, Liu Jianren couldn't help feeling full of emotions. How could Wei Sheng not be like this? How could she have thought that because of the beginning of Miles, all of her three games were shown in the eyes of the Zhi Uyghur party's high-level leaders, and she was so." value'.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Wei Sheng looked at the scenery outside the window and couldn't help feeling sigh. She walked step by step like walking on thin ice. While building a factory, she wandered between politics and black. From a little-known person, she spelled her own sky in Chaonan City. Although it will take some time for the sky to clear up completely, it is not easy.
Over the past six months, it has gone through various games, whether it is with the Wancheng Group, or with Li Xianzong, Gan Bo, or even intervening in the game between Tang Mingshan and Ge Yuanshui.
Dealing with these big people who are enough to support the south half of the sky as a small person. With the vision of the previous life and this phone, with the courage and the accumulation of study, finally in the spring of 1999, we ushered in stability. The dawn.
"I've been comforted by your parents. I have found two policemen to come to your house to lie. When you go back, you will say that you were abducted by a trafficker. The police will solve the case and send it back to you." Liu Jianren single-handed Wheel, "By the way, I want to contact Yuan Chunbo for a game in Nanshan recently. Anyway, that's your place, right? I've become a dog in the past six months, and I will have a place to play in the future."
Wei Sheng groaned after hearing the words. Since the fall of Li Xianzong, the investor of the Nanshan Racing Team has been changed to her, but so far, there is nothing to invest in.
Originally, there were some unclear accounts between Wei Sheng and Yuan Chunbo. After all, he used to be a member of the Uyghur Party with Li Xianzong. After he defeated Li Xianzong himself, Yuan Chunbo began to gather Li Xianzong’s stall. If the money was not enough, he would come to him to get it. , And the two seemed to be too busy recently, and they seemed to have some tacit understanding, and did not discuss how to divide the family.
Now she has become a member of the Uyghur Party. According to the internal system, she is Yuan Chunbo's immediate boss. On the other hand, she is also the person who supports Yuan Chunbo. If the latter is a smart person, I believe she will take the initiative to do this. Express your opinion.
The next day, Wednesday.
The spring rains cover the earth finely and densely, tender green leaf buds emerge from the treetops, and unknown flowers and plants emerge from the flower beds on the roadside, adding infinite colors to this spring.
The eye-catching picture also changes from the snowy winter to the colorful sunny spring season.
The arrival of the spring rain indicates the complete departure of the cold winter. Wei Sheng came to the school for the first time under an umbrella after being abducted by a trafficker. Once again, she was greeted by the upsurge of public opinion and the gossip of No. 1 Middle School.
"Have you watched? It's her."
"The trafficker was abducted, and I was almost frightened to death after listening to it. My life is really big, and I can come back well."
"I don't know what happened?"
"Let you know if something goes wrong? I can't hide it."
From the teaching building to the class, Wei Sheng's voices are endless. It is not difficult to imagine how bored the students in the ivory tower are all day long. A little bit of novel rumors are enough to stir up their curiosity.
After the phone was charged and powered up last night, she received calls from Yang Jiajia, Cui Xian, Shao Bingran, Gao Rui, and Li Xingyu. So several people knew that she was fine last night. She also said that it was because of other things. Did not let the so-called traffickers be abducted.
When she said it, several people believed it.
Sometimes Wei Sheng is very fortunate to have such a few friends around him, especially in school, he did not experience the society as a big dye tank. The pure emotions are beyond the imagination of adults. In later generations, he can call in time whenever he encounters problems. However, there are very few friends who have expressed concern, the indifferent sorting of human relationships, the indifference of being able to hide further when things happen, or the indifference to disdain.
In comparison with these, the few calls made last night have really moving reasons.
When Wei Sheng stepped into the classroom, Cui Xian was already sitting in his seat. Today, the weather was gloomy and there was no sunlight hitting the boy, but he still couldn't stop the eye-catching luminous body that came with it.
Just looking at it, I feel seductive. Wei Sheng thought about squinting his eyes and smiled, then he sat down and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Obviously, Cui Xian's eye circles are a bit heavy, and his spirit is no better than before.
He pursed his lips and glanced at Wei Sheng, "Is it all right?"
With three plain words, as one of the people who know Cui Xian’s temperament best in the world, Wei Sheng can feel the tens of thousands of words contained in it. She smiled and nodded, “It’s okay.”
Cui Xian squirmed his lips and finally held back the question. In fact, he had too many questions, and Wei Sheng also had too many secrets. He didn't know where to ask.
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