Chapter 118 Unable

Tan Chao has figured it out. Song Huaiming was very unhappy. He had unconditional trust in his daughter. Tan Chao was a little embarrassed. At the beginning, he wanted to protect Sun Xiaowei, but Song Huaiming's phone call was equivalent to clarifying his position. No matter what happened, he stood on his daughter's side unconditionally, and Chu Yanran stood firmly on Zhang Yang. On the other side, that is to say, there is a deviation in his handling of the problem. He wants to free Sun Xiaowei from this matter and let Zhang Yang bear the consequences. If the matter is big, it means that he and Secretary Song are standing on the opposite side. Tan Chao was not careful. This was because he made a mistake in judgment at the beginning, thinking that Secretary Song and Secretary-General Sun would be in the same position, but he didn't expect that the interests they safeguarded were not the same.

Tan Chao was very embarrassed. He began to regret letting Sun Xiaowei go. Now it is very fierce outside the bureau. If the autopsy report proves that the death of the deceased is directly related to being beaten, then someone must come out and take responsibility.

Qiu Weiye walked to Tan Chao's side. He handed him a cigarette and whispered, "What should I do?"

Tan Chao lit the smoke on the fire machine, took a deep breath and said, "Before the autopsy report comes out, don't do anything excessively. Then... Arrange Chu Yanran to meet Zhang Yang!"

"What?" Qiu Weiye's eyes widened.

"Go!"

Chu Yanran was allowed to meet with Zhang Yang. From this point, Chu Yanran had realized that her father must have done this matter. She was a little relieved. With him, Zhang Yang should not be treated unfairly.

Zhang Yang sat in the cabin. He looked at Chu Yanran with a smile, as if what happened in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Chu Yanran came to him and whispered, "It's all my fault. If I didn't participate in any racing car, it wouldn't have happened."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's just an accident. If you say it clearly, it will be fine. What does it have to do with you?"

The police behind him stared at Zhang Yang. It was difficult for them to speak freely in such an atmosphere. Zhang Yang whispered, "Go back to rest. I'm fine!" You have been in the hospital for the past two days, and you need to have a good rest.

Chu Yanran shook her head, held Zhang Yang's hand, and said affectionately, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here with you!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "This is the Public Security Bureau. Do you think you are at home? Good boy! Girl, go to rest. I believe this will come to an end soon.

The policeman in charge of monitoring them said, "It's time to visit. Please leave!"

Chu Yanran's eyebrows stood upside down. Xing's eyes stared at the policeman fiercely: "I won't leave. If you are not convinced, you can find Tan Chao!"

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The autopsy results were finally sent to the Pingtung Public Security Bureau at 5 a.m. Tan Chao and Qiu Weiye stayed up all night. They were also waiting for this report. You should know that this report is related to the final nature of the matter. To their surprise, the autopsy report proved that the real cause of the monk's death was not trauma He had a heart attack, and a sudden myocardial infarction led to his sudden death. It can be said that this matter has nothing to do with others.

After receiving this autopsy report, Tan Chao was relieved. The monk's death was purely an accident, that is to say, the whole matter could not be a criminal case at all, so that all the suspects of Sun Xiaowei and Zhang Yang could be cleared. Tan Chao did not have to worry about the follow-up troubles, which should be the most

Qiu Weiye whispered, "Those families outside are still making trouble!"

Tan Chao said coldly, "Announce the results of the autopsy to them. Whoever is making trouble, arrest him!" He paused for a moment and said, "The charge of attacking the public security organ is not light. Let them weigh it by themselves!"

Qiu Weiye saw that Tan Chao suddenly became tough, proving that they had fully mastered the initiative in this matter. He said, "What about those who were caught last night?"

"How to deal with it... Let Zhang Yang go. It has nothing to do with him!"

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Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran left from the back door of the branch office, and the family of the deceased was still blocking the gate of the Pingtung branch office. They don't want to cause unnecessary trouble anymore.

It was not yet dawn, the wind was very strong, and it looked a little cold outside. Zhang Yang took off his leather windbreaker and put it on Chu Yanran's shoulder. Chu Yanran did not refuse. She wrapped the windbreaker tightly and looked up at Zhang Yang. His beautiful eyes were full of continuous affection.

Zhang Yang gently took her slender waist, and the two walked silently along the long street before dawn. This sudden storm made them suddenly understand in their hearts that they could not leave each other, and their hearts were embraced by strong feelings.

Chu Yanran whispered, "You haven't slept all night. Why don't you take an extra day's rest and return to Dongjiang tomorrow!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm fine. I've been out for so many days. I should go back. I'll leave in the afternoon!"

Chu Yanran nodded reluctantly. She took Zhang Yang's arm and said, "When my grandfather recovers, I will go to Beijing to find you!"

Zhang Yang nodded.

A military jeep parked in front of him, and Hong Changwu waved his arms to them from afar.

Chu Yanran hurriedly separated from Zhang Yang, but the scene of their intimate snuggling just now has been clearly seen by Hong Changwu. Hong Changwu sighed in his heart. Unexpectedly, the little girl is really in love. He still heard what Song Huaiming said last night. Song Huaiming was worried about his daughter, so he asked Hong Chang After Chu Yanran and Zhang Yang were fine. He came to the back door of the branch office in advance and waited.

Chu Yanran called Uncle Hong affectionately, and her face was slightly red, obviously because Hong Changwu saw such a close scene with Zhang Yang just now.

Hong Changwu whispered, "Get in the car!"

The two got on his jeep, and Chu Yanran said with concern, "Uncle Hong, does my grandfather know about this?" She was afraid that the matter would be known by her grandfather and stimulated him.

Hong Changwu shook his head and said, "We are hiding it from him. He doesn't know, Yanran, I'm not talking about you. Don't participate in that kind of underground racing. It's illegal. If something really happens, how can I explain it to the old chief?"

Chu Yanran whispered, "I'm sorry!"

Hong Changwu glanced at Zhang Yang from the reflector and said with some dissatisfaction, "Zhang Yang, you are also a national cadre and a member of the Communist Party. How can you fight with a group of social ruffians? In the future, think more about the consequences. Young people should not be so impulsive!"

Zhang Yang hated that he taught himself a lesson with such an elder's tone, but for Chu Yanran's face, he did not refute it. Chu Yanran couldn't listen any longer and took the initiative to defend Zhang Yang, "This matter has nothing to do with Zhang Yang. It's all my idea. I took him there (more/new/most/fast :///|.1| 6| ||. ||) Participating in the racing car, he got into trouble just to protect me.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Don't explain it for me. I really got into trouble."

When Hong Changwu saw Chu Yanran's return to Zhang Yang, he knew in his heart that it seemed that the girl's outgoing words were really true. The idea of teaching Zhang Yang a few words was also immediately dispelled. He calmly said, "The matter has been found out. The man died of myocardial infarction, which has nothing to do with But in the future, you should take this as a lesson. It's better to avoid this kind of thing!"

Hong Changwu sent them to the Longjiang Hotel and Zhang Yang got off the bus. Chu Yanran also wanted to follow, but was stopped by Hong Changwu: "Yangran, go home with me. Your Aunt Zhao has prepared breakfast and will go to your grandfather's place immediately for dinner!" Although Chu Yanran did not want to separate from Zhang Yang, since Hong Changwu said so, he had to listen to his arrangement.

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Zhang Yang returned to the hotel, and he was tossed this night. After taking a shower, he meditated cross-legged for more than an hour, and most of his energy recovered. Looking back on what happened last night, Zhang Yang was still somewhat a little guilty. After all, it was his sit-in and ignored that led to the departure of But after all, he couldn't die. Zhang Yang stretched out his arms and was about to go to the hospital to visit Chu Zhennan when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Open the door, and it was Hong Changwu standing outside the door. Zhang Yang said unexpectedly, "Uncle Hong!" But I don't know why he left and came back.

Hong Changwu nodded and said, "I'll take you to breakfast!"

Zhang Yang politely declined and said, "Forget it, I'll eat some later. It won't be troublesome."

Hong Changwu was quite persistent. Zhang Yang couldn't beat him, so he could only go to Tianming Tea House not far away with him, which is also one of the few Cantonese teahouses in Jing'an. Hong Changwu booked a room in advance in the Green Pavilion on the third floor.

Zhang Yang followed him in and knew that someone had been waiting here for a long time.

Chu Yanran's father, Song Huaiming, Secretary of the Jing'an Municipal Party Committee, was sitting in front of the window and slowly tasting the black tea in the cup. The fog in the sea of tea made his face a little blurred and more unpredictable.

Zhang Yang has an indescribable awe of Song Huaiming, not only because he is Chu Yanran's father, but also because there is an unfathomable heart hidden under his modest appearance. This feeling made Zhang Yang feel nervous. This is a kind of momentum pressure, and few people can give him such a feeling.

Song Huaiming looked at the young man in front of him with a smile and raised his jaw slightly: "Sit down!"

Zhang Yang secretly breathed for a moment, and then sat down opposite Song Huaiming. Hong Changwu did not come in. He closed the door of the Green Pavilion with his backhand and went out. He wanted to give Zhang Yang and Song Huaiming a chance to talk alone.

Song Huaiming wanted to get the teapot. He picked up the teapot first, respectfully filled Song Huaiming with tea, and then filled the empty cup in front of him. Although Chu Yanran hates her father, this layer of flesh and blood is undeniable. Of course, Zhang Yang has to show considerable respect for this future father-in-law.

Song Huaiming pointed to the tea on the table and said, "I ordered some casually. I don't know if you like it or not. Tianming's Cantonese tea is very authentic. You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Zhang Yang nodded. He was not polite to Song Huaiming. He ate thin-skinned fresh shrimp dumplings. Song Huaiming did not exaggerate. The tea here is really authentic. Whether it is honey * juice barbecue, honey nest fried taro or radish cake, the taste is first-class. Chinese people like to Talking about things during meals, because eating helps to relax nerves, and Zhang Yang gradually relaxes. He thinks that his awe of Song Huaiming is unnecessary.

Song Huaiming also ate some refreshments, and most of the time he was observing Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang felt like a hairy-footed son-in-law who came to the door for the first time. He was being reviewed by his father-in-law. In terms of calmness, of course, he could not be compared with Song Huaiming, who had been an official for many years. Finally, he couldn't calm down and took the lead

Song Huaiming smiled and said, "Let's eat first!" He was silent again.

Zhang Yang's originally adjusted mentality began to fluctuate again. He realized that Song Huaiming was deliberately testing his patience. In this way, he was already in a mess before entering the formal conversation. Unexpectedly, Song Huaiming's political cultivation was not inferior to Gu Yunzhi at his age. Zhang Yang had been in contact with a lot. There are only a few senior officials who can make him feel unpredictable. Song Huaiming is undoubtedly the youngest of them.

In such an environment, every minute and every second passes slowly, just like before the master's move, Zhang Yang secretly adjusted his mentality.

Song Huaiming finally finished eating the crystal shrimp dumplings in front of him, picked up the black tea, and took a slow sip: "How is the tea in the Pingtung Branch?"

Zhang Yang said, "It's all cold and white, and I haven't even seen the end of the tea!"

Song Huaiming laughed, and Zhang Yang also laughed with him. The laughter made the atmosphere between them more harmonious. Song Huaiming stopped laughing and said, "I'll treat you to tea this time mainly to thank you for helping my father-in-law. I heard that after you gave him acupuncture, he recovered quickly." Song Huaiming knew his father-in-law's situation from Hong Changwu. When he first met Zhang Yang, he thought that the barefoot doctor was talking nonsense. Now it seems that Zhang Yang does have real skills.

Zhang Yang rarely showed modesty: "The old chief's physique is there. In fact, I didn't help much."

Song Huaiming slowly put down the teacup, and the topic finally returned to his daughter: "Have you known Yanran for a long time?"