Chapter 70 Old Looking for a Field

Pan Hongsheng was really scared. For a grassy people like him, not to mention seeing the director of the Public Security Bureau, he may not help but be sloshing at the director of the local police station. The word chief brings him not ecstasy, but frightening!

If Dad has always been the chief, then why do you live in the ravine all day long, eat, sleep and eat, and the only leisure is to vent yourself?

The pony couldn't figure it out. He looked at the barrel bathtub that had adjusted the water temperature, reached out and felt it was quite suitable. He went straight in and grinned for a while before untied the gauze.

At this moment, the old man sitting on the sofa in the living room did not care what Pan Hongsheng thought. He sorted the medicinal materials according to the year and according to the medicinal properties, and then put the scraps in a pre-prepared gauze bag and slowly walked to the bathroom.

"Come out after soaking for 2 hours, do you understand?" Looking at the redness of the water, the old man wrinkled his forehead and sighed.

"I know Dad." He nodded obediently, and Pan Hongsheng was also shocked by the words of the chief.

"I know what you're thinking in your mind, but I tell you don't think it's useless. Your father doesn't have so much ability. The reason why people call me the leader is that the general of the Fourth Army and I are young, and they give me face to call it that!"

The old man who had lived together for 20 years saw at a glance that Pan Hongsheng was absent-minded and explained with a dry cough.

"Really?" A trace of the past aura immediately appeared on Pan Hongsheng's face.

"Why did I lie to you? Treat the disease obediently and work hard to raise me. If it's really the chief, I still need to see Widow Zhang?" The old man cursed and closed the door, but Pan Hongsheng in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Pan Hongsheng is not a dhod and does not want to be a dhod. He has no plan for the achievements of the older generation, and on the contrary, others think it is an aura, but he will think it is an insurmountable mountain in front of him.

After all, it is a trend that Qing is better than blue. If the old man is really a leader, I'm afraid that Pan Hongsheng will be at a loss for a long time even if he is not depressed. If the mountain is too high, the climbers will be deterred.

Pan Hongsheng, who was soaked in the wooden barrel, fell asleep quietly. His body was weak and mentally exhausted. In addition, the old man was relieved and comfortable, and unconsciously fell asleep.

Outside, the old man who wrapped the medicinal herbs one by one looked calm and could not see anything strange, but the corners of his mouth were unconsciously **. He knew that the kitchen door was opened before he returned to normal.

"Xiao Dong, how long have you cooked for Lao Hu?" The old man smiled and looked very kind.

"Report to the chief. I have been cooking for four years. If there is nothing wrong with the brigade, I will come to see Mr. Hu. His sons and daughters are all abroad, and there is no one to accompany him." Xiao Dong gave a military salute, which was meticulous and pleasing to the eyes.

"Can you drive?" The old man continued to ask.

"Report leader, it will be open."

"Well, take me somewhere!" The old man nodded, then quietly walked into the bathroom and looked at Pan Hongsheng. He locked the door and left.

The principal of Blue Sky No. 1 Middle School is not Tang Di. The behind-the-scenes boss will not put everything on the name. It's too easy for people to know the purpose and it's too eye-catching. He, who has always been low-key, disdains to do this and won't do it, so at this moment, the principal's room is just a fat man sweating on his forehead.

This is the vice principal of a vocational high school in Jinjiang. He was dug up by Tang Di as a leader, but at this moment, he was anxiously waiting for his school's physical education teacher to come back.

"Headmaster, I'm back." A middle-aged man came in with a pale face and turned out to be the referee of the previous basketball game.

"How can you lose the game?" The headmaster asked with an angry face.

Originally, he didn't care so much about a game, but Tang Di told him that this was part of his plan. He knew that the principal, who took the wrong step and lost everything, could not be angry. Maybe he would be buried alive tonight!

"Pan Hongsheng came out of the hospital and participated in the game with an injury." Middle-aged people are also unwilling.

"How could he participate in the competition? Boss Tang has said before that this person can't participate. The fat man looked much better, but he still frowned.

"Because of a girl, he played, but he hasn't recovered from his injury." The referee's physical education teacher didn't bother to talk too much, and then skipped the middle steps and said bluntly, "In the last game, Lin Hongyi appeared. I didn't dare to go too much. Just declare our school to admit defeat."

"Lin Hongyi?" The fat on the fat man's face was obviously **, and he clearly understood who Lin Hongyi was.

After all, no one will want to work for Boss Tang, so even if the fat man knew that the physical education teacher had received a double share of money, he still didn't expose or report it, but Lin Hongyi's appearance had to pay attention to him.

"It's her. We can't do anything if we lose in the end. The physical education teacher sighed. He lost his wife and lost his army. He not only failed to let Blue Sky No. 1 Middle School win the game, but also made himself completely blocked by the Culture Bureau for blowing black whistles.

"Wait for me to make a call." His eyebrows frowned. After all, the fat man couldn't stand such a lot of pressure. He sighed and picked up the office phone, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who, please come in." He said impatiently, but the next moment, the fat man's face suddenly turned pale: "Boss Tang!"

"Did you lose the game?" Tang Di rudely sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette and narrowed his eyes. He didn't look like a black tyrant at all. Instead, he had the fluttering and calmness of a successful person.

"Lost, Lin Hongyi came out." The fat man said the truth and didn't dare to raise his head.

"It's okay. If you lose, you will lose. It's not bad for you this time. I also have an eyeliner at school. I'm here to tell you that it's safe to be your headmaster and your physical education teacher. I don't blame any of you. Tang Di, who had been silent, didn't say casually until he finished smoking a cigarette, with solemn eyes.

A wise man must have a mistake. After planning for more than 20 years, the man who carried half of the whole Shenzhen behind him unexpectedly took the wrong step.

And this originally unimportant step becomes crucial because of a person's intrusion, and even concerns his life.

My own daughter, Tang Jiajia!

At the same time, at the gate of Blue Sky No. 1 Middle School, a Passat with a photo of Army A slowly stopped in a residential area. The old man sitting in the co-pilot asked the driver to wait for him here, and then walked slowly to the school gate alone.

The little one was bullied, and I was about to come out and get the field back!