"Hello, please show me your ID." The armed policeman said this to Zhou Heng, but his eyes were on Du Rui in the back seat of the car, and he obviously understood Du Rui's identity.
Documents?
Zhou Heng scratched his head, turned sideways and stretched out his hand, pulling Du Rui's collar and shaking him, causing Du Rui to shake his head, "I said, Lao Du, where did you put your ID? Why do you need any ID to enter this crappy place?" "
Damn it! Do you think I'm blind if I'm not such a bully?
The armed policeman¡¯s eyes twitched twice inadvertently. Who could not recognize the son of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary¡¯s family? Even if you drive a shabby car, you still dare to grab Mr. Du¡¯s neck and shake him around. He must be a lunatic, right?
This armed policeman also felt helpless. The so-called certificate actually refers to a pass. Is it possible that Mr. Du can really be allowed to produce a valid certificate that symbolizes himself? Isn¡¯t that nonsense!
It¡¯s a pity that the raw man in front of him doesn¡¯t know this, and he is still torturing Young Master Du.
Lao Du was awakened by him. He pointed to the roof next to the rearview mirror with a confused look on his face, "It seems where is it? You can find it yourself."
Zhou Heng pulled his hand, and a pass that allowed him to freely enter and leave the Provincial Party Committee compound slipped from the roof of the car.
In the strange eyes of the armed police, Zhou Heng swaggered into the Provincial Party Committee compound in a broken car.
The Du Rui family lives at the back of the compound. Although Jinzhou is poor, it still has a lot of things, including a row of small Soviet-style Western-style buildings built in the 1950s - villas for short.
Looking at the row of identical small western-style buildings, Zhou Heng began to count them one by one. The third one from the left was Du Rui's home.
Parking the car outside the small foreign-style building, he lifted Du Rui up by the waist like he was carrying a torn sack, and pressed the bell outside the door.
After a while, a middle-aged woman wearing a floral dress hurried out of the house.
"Xiao Rui! What's wrong with you? Who are you? Put my son down quickly, don't you see that he is suffering?"
Zhou Heng took a closer look and found that this woman was the one who showed up at the emergency center last time. She was as big as an ox. There was no connection between her and the slender Du Rui. However, these two were mother and son. Things are always so magical.
"You want me to put him down? Are you sure?" Zhou Heng doesn't care if Du Rui feels uncomfortable. He should suffer this disaster if he is drunk. As for saying that his mother loves her son, there are only four words for Zhou Heng: None of my business!
As soon as he saw Du Rui's mother, she almost pounced on her. Zhou Heng didn't bother to argue with her and just threw the "corpse" on the ground.
Du Rui screamed in pain, got up from the ground, and rolled his eyes when his old lady asked, "Mom, I feel uncomfortable enough. Can you stop for a while and let me be quiet for two minutes?"
"Okay, okay, as long as you are fineSon, what does he do? How dare you Did it hurt when I fell just now? If it hurts, tell mom, and mom will help you take care of him!"
Zhou Heng was speechless for a while, thinking that it would be hard for you, Lao Du, to have such a top-notch lady on the stall!
" Du Rui's family knows his own affairs. Of course he understands how outrageous his mother's level of care and protection is, and there are outsiders here. He doesn't want to be laughed at by Zhou Heng. The age difference between the two of them is double.
Amid Du Rui¡¯s impatient shouting, Zhou Heng followed the mother and son into the home of the big boss in Jinzhou.
There is nothing surprising about the home of the No. 1 person in Jinzhou. It is just that the furniture is relatively elegant. They are all old mahogany furniture. These are all antiques that existed decades ago.
It would be a bit exaggerated to describe it as antique, but it can also be seen that the owner of this room is still very stylish, at least he did not blindly pursue the effect and forget about the artistic conception.
To Zhou Heng's surprise, Du Rui's father happened to be at home at the moment, and was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. When he saw Du Rui being helped in by his mother, he couldn't help but snorted, "What's wrong? You haven't looked for me all day long. Do you have something to do, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Dad, we have guests, can you please save some face for me?" Du Rui glanced back slightly embarrassed, and at the same time turned sideways and let Zhou Heng follow in.
Du Haitao squinted his eyes and instantly recognized the person who walked into his house. Wasn't it the child he saw at the emergency center last time? How did he meet Du Rui? Could it be that the hurried departure at the emergency center last timewas a deliberate illusion he made?
What we have to admit is that politicians often like to figure out the psychology of a stranger at the first time, and??Thinking about it with the most malicious attitude.
Du Haitao was considering Zhou Heng, but Zhou Heng didn't pay attention to him at all.
If it were a different life, maybe Zhou Heng would still be slightly interested in people like Du Haitao, and even take the initiative to chat with him, regardless of whether the other party is willing.
But since he was reborn once, he didn't learn anything else, but his mentality has changed drastically. Apart from other things, my buddy has an upgrade system and is the only player in [Earth OL]. You guys at most It's just an NPC, what's so great about it?
It is precisely based on this mentality that Zhou Heng will treat anyone or anything indifferently.
Du Haitao said nothing, just stared at Zhou Heng. He was clearly waiting for Zhou Heng to introduce himself, but how could Zhou Heng fall for this? If Du Haitao didn't speak, it was even less likely that Zhou Heng would take the initiative to speak.
It¡¯s not like you¡¯re asking for help, so why should you be so attentive?
Du Rui was still in a semi-confused state and didn't notice that his father was having a secret battle with Zhou Heng's eyes. He pulled Zhou Heng and was about to leave the living room and go back to his room first, but he didn't expect Zhou Heng to push him away. took his hand.
"I'm back. The car keys are still in the car. Don't forget to pick them up later." Zhou Heng said and left as quickly as possible.
To be honest, he hates being in this kind of place the most. As a powerful boss, he still uses the same routine he used at work at home. Isn¡¯t it boring? Who are you showing your dead face to?
Du Haitao probably didn't realize that the young man who broke into his house was such a unique person. He chuckled and instantly changed his attitude, "Little classmate, since you are here, please sit down for a while. Xiao Rui was injured last time. We haven't thanked you for being sent to the hospital by you, so let's stay for a quick meal first."
Du Rui seemed to suddenly realize it at this time, and grabbed Zhou Heng to prevent him from leaving, "My old man didn't tell me that I almost forgot. You must appreciate this meal today, and you will not deny me this face." Bar?"
"How could it be? I still have to give you face, Lao Du, just a meal, but don't forget, my appetite don't be offended if I eat too much later." Zhou Heng laughed and patted Du Rui's shoulder familiarly.
This scene fell in the eyes of Du Rui's father, Du Haitao, but he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and called his son Lao Du. Then what should he call his father? Mr. Du?
This also made Du Haitao even more angry with this unfulfilled son. He felt that he was friends with "gangsters", and he didn't know where he found this reckless person. He was not that old, but his upbringing problem was a bit It's serious.
" Du Rui's mother doesn't care about this. She only cares about her son, and everything is centered on her son. As for who her son is friends with, she, as a mother, doesn't care.
Seeing Du Rui taking Zhou Heng to the bedroom upstairs, Du Haitao snorted coldly: "Look at the good son you educated, anyone dares to take it home! You don't have to care, but I, the municipal party committee secretary, can't ignore it!"
"Don't do this to me. If you have the ability, you can talk to your son yourself!" Du Rui's mother rolled her eyes, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "Hey, I have something to do today, I don't know. How good is the kid Xiaorui found"
Du Haitao was so angry that he slapped the table, but he forgot that the coffee table in front of him was made of mahogany. It was as hard as iron, but not as hard as the table he used during meetings. It hurt so much that he almost screamed.
Zhou Heng didn¡¯t know that his arrival would disturb the Du Rui family. He was still wondering why Lao Du had to let him in when he got out of the car just now.
Du Rui¡¯s room is not big, but the decoration style and style are completely opposite to the whole room. It looks very modern, and there is even a bamboo charcoal fiber pillow that was rare in 1999.
"I said Lao Du, you are already in your thirties, why are you still living in your own home?" Zhou Heng looked around Du Rui's bedroom, turned around and couldn't help but ask.
Du Rui smiled bitterly and said: "There are two houses outside, but I rarely live in them. They are all idle. Besides, there is no point in living alone, right? I have to find a hostess to live in"
"Zhao Xin, don't think about it. She is not something you can play around with. You should find a new mistress." Zhou Heng interrupted Du Rui without hesitation, for fear that this guy would continue to pester about Zhao Xin. Xin's topic, he was really a little afraid of this guy.
Du Rui remained silent for a while, then shook his head and sighed: "I really can't figure it out. The only son of my dignified Municipal Party Committee Secretary didn't do anything bad. He just did some small business and made money with good conscience. He's not that kind of playboy. children?Why can¡¯t I find a suitable woman to be my wife? "
"Who told you to be like a transvestite before? You are just asking for it!" Zhou Heng said with a sneer.
"Mom? What do you mean?" Du Rui didn't understand this metaphor.
Zhou Heng chuckled and told Du Rui what a transvestite was.
Du Rui's face darkened and he almost lost his breath. It's true that he has a bit of a femininity, but he can't be considered a transvestite, right? This who came up with this metaphor? It's so damn sinister!
Fortunately, after a drunken session, Du Rui had completely relaxed his mind. He simply skipped this topic and turned to another matter.
"I seem to vaguely remember, who did you have a fight with just now?"