Yang Luo said very "wronged": "Since your old man doesn't welcome me, then I will leave."
Wang Bangquan snorted: "Stop doing this with me, wait, I'll ask someone to pick you up." After speaking, he hung up the phone.
Yang Luo smiled hilariously, stuffed the phone into his pocket, took out the cigarette, and handed one to the lieutenant colonel: "Do you want to smoke?".
The lieutenant colonel looked at Yang Luo very strangely. He had seen many children from aristocratic families come here to meet their elders, and there were quite a few who forgot to bring their IDs or passes. They all called people to come down and pick them up. But no one is like Yang Luo, who talks so casually with those chiefs, even when they are on the phone, they are all respectful, and they don't even dare to breathe.
Obviously, the young man in front of him has a very close relationship with Chief Wang Bangquan, not as simple as an ordinary junior. Seeing Yang Luo handing over cigarettes at this time, he was also very polite, shaking his head and said, "I'm on duty, so I can't smoke, thank you!"
Yang Luo said: "I remember, when old man Wang went to Jinzhou to meet me."
The colonel stretched out his hand, "My name is Chen Jie!"
Yang Luo shook hands with Chen Jie: "You know my name, so I won't say it."
Chen Jie smiled, took out his ID and handed it to the lieutenant colonel.
The lieutenant colonel saluted and said with a smile: "I'm on official duty, please forgive me!"
The two belonged to the security regiment, one was in charge of the entire Yuquan Mountain security work, and the other was the guard next to the chief, so they must have known each other. But even if he knew him, maybe he was very familiar with him, but the lieutenant colonel checked the certificate carefully before returning it to Chen Jie, saluted again, and waved his hand to let him go.
Chen Jie said: "Follow me!" After speaking, he got into the car.
Yang Luo drove behind the jeep, and Bei Yinyao said: "I didn't expect it to be so tight here. Wang Lao's guard, and he is also a colonel, also needs to check his documents."
Yang Luo smiled slightly: "Here, except for those old guys who can swipe their faces, no one else can. Even the commander of the guard regiment has to be inspected according to the rules."
After entering the road up the mountain, there are still more than a dozen sentry posts along the way, but I have received a notice from the foot of the mountain, and the journey has been smooth, and I have not been stopped for inspection.
Bei Yinyao looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, as well as the antique buildings of different styles. Yang Luo explained to Bei Yinyao which leader lived there once and who lived there now.
Bei Yinyao's heart beat violently when she heard every name that came out of Yang Luo's mouth. It also gave her a very intuitive understanding, no wonder this place can be compared with the Forbidden City. Everyone that Yang Luo spoke of was like a thunderbolt, a figure whose name was engraved in history. In the TV movie, I don't know how many times it has been performed.
Wang Lao¡¯s home is a garden-like antique three-story building with a withered lawn on the front. Four guards with live ammunition are patrolling the bluestone-paved road leading to the house. He stepped down and saluted, then turned to another bluestone path and continued patrolling.
Chen Jie parked the car in an open space next to the lawn, which is probably the parking space. Yang Luo stopped the car, took two bags of tea, picked up one bag and got out of the car with Bei Yinyao.
The three walked towards the house more than 30 meters away, and when they came to the door, Chen Jie said, "Go in quickly, the chief is still waiting." He opened the door and walked in.
Wang Bangquan was sitting on a rattan chair, holding a teacup in both hands, looking down at the mess on the Eight Immortals table in front of him. He raised his head when he heard the door knock, then lowered his head and continued to watch the endgame.
Yang Luo pursed his lips, and with his hands behind his back, he swayed towards Wang Bangquan: "Old man Wang, I came to see you with good intentions, but you just ignore me. This is not the way to treat guests."
When Chen Jie heard that Yang Luo called Wang Bangquan the old man, his heart skipped a beat. He secretly looked at Wang Bangquan, only to see that Wang Bangquan was still looking down at the endgame, and ignored Yang Luo at all.
"Tsk tsk tsk"
Yang Luo glanced at the chessboard, and said with a voice, "This is a dead end, it cannot be solved."
Now Wang Bangquan raised his head, "You kept saying that you came to see me, but you came with two empty paws?"
Yang Luo bent down with a hippie smile, looked at Wang Bangquan and said, "Heart, I came here with sincerity, isn't it better than some material things?"
"Fart!" Wang Bangquan scolded, "How much is sincerity worth? I, an old fellow, like those material things."
Yang Luo sat down on the rattan chair opposite Wang Bangquan with a golden knife, hid the tea leaves behind him, raised his legs and said disdainfully: "Tuosu, you are a great communist, an older generation of proletarians Revolutionary, how can you look like this?The positions are to be exchanged. "
Wang Bangquan snorted: "You dragged me into the water, and you still want me to exchange with you?"
Yang Luo said with a smile: "I'm a farmer who doesn't let the rich water flow to outsiders. If you, an old man, feel that you are at a disadvantage, then forget it. If you want to exchange with me, there are many people who are willing to enter the water."
Wang Bangquan stopped talking. Although he never laid a brick for his son's pipeline, he was still his son anyway. If he was just a full-time deputy secretary, he would never go to the muddy water there. But if you add politics and law and Shenzhen City, then this weight is huge, not inferior to the position of secretary of the first provincial party committee.
Yang Luo smoked a cigarette, looked at Wang Puqi with a smile, and looked quite calm. Such a big cake, even this old fox, absolutely cannot refuse.
Wang Bangquan looked at Yang Luo with lightning-like eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"
? Yang Luo laughed wildly: "It's bloody, raise your eyebrows and smile lightly, and point your gun at the poor gangsters, who dares to fight me?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com