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Volume 2: My Comrades, My Soldiers Chapter 162: The Destiny is You

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    In fact, with Wu Lixing and Wu Tianming's shrewdness, they already knew that Wushan must have its own secrets.  ¡Æ It¡¯s just that they won¡¯t ask. No matter what, they are all members of their own family, and everything is developing in a good direction.  Wushan has been running around outside for a while. Even though he has great skills and can travel to and from several places at any time, he mostly goes to see his woman.  Therefore, it was a rare opportunity to come to the city and stay with Wu Lixing for a short while. As for my mother, it was said that she went to play with the three maids again.  We should simply let the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection and its own Discipline Inspection Commission review the company's matters, so that those people know that Wu Yan Wang is still so selfless, and this is the image he has been establishing all along.  By the way, he was going to pick up Wu Conglang from school.  In today¡¯s schools, the burden on children has begun to increase.  It is rare to have a break on weekends, so either one teacher makes up for classes or another teacher gives lectures. This starts from the lower grades of elementary school.  In another time and space, as a teacher, Wushan hated this phenomenon deeply.  But now, in this neither awkward nor awkward position, it¡¯s really hard for him to say anything.  ¡°If you talk about spending some money, you might offend people from the Ministry of Education, so that¡¯s not necessary.  The son¡¯s household registration is with Wang Lu, and he and his mother are schoolmates, but Lulu said that basically there are no teachers he is familiar with.  In front of the school, parents were everywhere picking up their children, but unfortunately he didn¡¯t recognize any of them.  It¡¯s just that for such a big man, it¡¯s still quite conspicuous, so Wu Shan realized that it wasn¡¯t very appropriate. He should have worn sunglasses if he had known earlier, but it didn¡¯t seem to be a good idea.  It's not summer.  While they were thinking wildly, some students had already walked out of the school.  Waited for a long time.  The child never came out, not until the end.  When there were no more students, Wu Shan panicked.  Fortunately, Wang Lu bought him a mobile phone and saved his number.  Hey, shut down?  Seeing that the guard was about to close the door, Wu Shan quickly stepped forward: "Comrade, why didn't my son come out?" "How do I know? Is there something wrong with you?" The old man said with a slap in the face: "Go, go, go!"  " "What are you talking about?" Wu Shan was stunned and said with a sullen face, "My son has a make-up class today, but I came to pick him up and didn't pick him up. Can't I just ask?" "Yes, you don't care about the students in the class.  What's going on, it seems like there's nothing wrong with me asking, right? " "What's wrong with you? Are you being shot?" The old man frowned: "Tell you, young man, the parents of the students in our school are all well-educated, and the conditions at home are good."  "Get out of the way!" Wu Shan didn't want to talk to him: "He's from the Military Commission!" The guard was dubious. He took the work permit and looked at it, and was frightened.  The roots of the imperial city.  Who doesn¡¯t know what is going on with the members of the Military Commission?  Damn, for such a young committee member, he swallowed involuntarily.  "Comrade, I'm so sorry!" The old man returned the work permit in fear: "Which class is your son in?" "Class 18, first grade." Wu Shan was not angry at all.  How is it possible to be acquainted with him?  "I'm from Teacher Xiang Xiuli's class," the guard nodded and bowed: "Comrade, I'm sorry. Their class went to Xiangshan Park to see the maple leaves today, and they probably won't be back for a while. How about I ask for you?" Wushan was noncommittal, please wait.  He slowly shook his head.  I remember what Lulu said in the morning.  My son will be picked up at three o'clock in the afternoon.  Fortunately, there were parents coming over one after another, and he stopped him casually and asked: "Hello, big sister, are you here to pick up the 18-year-old student in the first grade?" "Yes?" She raised her head,  He replied cheerfully: "What's your child's name?" "Well, his name is Wu Conglang." Wu Shan found that he was very wrong. This is a big girl, with crow's feet on her face, and she is still wearing a young girl's clothes  apparel.  With the deepening of reform and opening up, people's various habits are changing.  Let¡¯s take dressing as an example. Today¡¯s young girls dare to wear anything. I heard from Lulu that in the summer, there are still girls wearing bikinis on the streets, and they don¡¯t know whether they are true or false.  This eldest sister is probably around forty-five years old. She is wearing all kinds of fancy clothes, which is not what she should be for her age?  "Hongbo's mother, do you know Wu Conglang?" She raised her hand to the side: "I haven't heard Juanjuan say that." "Yes, you don't know?" Although Hongbo's mother is about thirty years old,  , the clothes are much more decent: "The captain of our class is the first in the grade." "Ah? Even the one who fights is pretty good?" Juanjuan's mother suddenly realized: "I can't believe it?It's your son.  "    "What?  Wu Shan was a little surprised: "Wu Conglang had a fight in school?"  "Although the child is young and has not learned any advanced exercises, he still followed Taoist Master Qingfengzi's instructions to cut off his hair and cleanse his marrow. His physique must be much stronger than that of ordinary students. "Of course, he also learned some exercises.  , was imprinted in his mind by Wushan. This was something that the Tianshan sect had specially trained for the children of the sect. You must know that the more powerful a practitioner is, the less likely he is to have heirs.  All the children are very precious, and I don¡¯t want them to suffer at all. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, hahahaha!  "Juanjuan's mother smiled apologetically: "Once a senior student came to make trouble in the class and was beaten away by Wu Conglang. From then on, everyone knew how powerful he was.  "    "Ah, haha.  Wu Shan relaxed and said, "Didn't you say three o'clock?"  Why didn't they come back?  " "Are you Cong Lang's father?  Hongbo's mother looked up and down: "No wonder your son is so tall, half a head taller than my children."  ¡± She explained: ¡°This morning the teacher sent a message to every parent, saying that he would take the children to Yanhuang for dinner, and Xu Rui¡¯s father would treat them.  "    "that is!  Juanjuan's mother slapped her thigh: "The car will drive directly to the top of the mountain, and then go to Yanhuang next to the National People's Congress for lunch. We will pick you up at 3:30."  " Xu Rui's father, who is that? Wushan feels a little tricky. "You must never owe others a favor, even if it is a student's parents. "If someone asks you for something in the future, will you help or not? And this trend cannot last long,  This classmate will treat me to a treat tomorrow. If the family is doing well, it will be difficult for people to have two jobs. "Should all the children go?  "At this time, several more parents came over, and Wu Shan asked in a low voice: "Are there any students who don't want to go?  " "Maybe," Hongbo's mother pondered for a moment: "Wang Jing's family situation is not good, her father is a worker, and her mother has been taking medicine for a long time. She probably did not participate in activities.  " "Speaking of Wang Jing, I just remembered, our family Hongbo said.  She has the best relationship with your children.  A child in the class said that the two of them were having an affair, so Cong Lang was beaten up!  "Wushan was dumbfounded: "Their teachers don't care?  What and what?  Who did you hit?  Was it broken?  " "That's not possible!  "Hongbo's mother is very talkative and a little aloof when she speaks. She probably doesn't like Juanjuan's mother and doesn't even look over there. "It's normal for children to fight and fight. He didn't do anything, but  He picked up the child by his collar and said that he was scared to death.  " "Our son has the best relationship with your family Conglang.  He even visited your house!  "    "Yeah?  "Wu Shan really doesn't know yet. "Yes, is that your younger brother or older brother? The one who looks after the house cannot speak.  Hongbo's mother showed a smile: "My son is coming home."  I have always missed the food cooked by my aunt.  "It turned out to be a courtyard house in the city. Wushan thought he had taken it to the Kaoshan Residence. Don't talk about the children in the house over there. Even Wushan and Wang Lu rarely brought people there. If Hongbo had really been to this place, then  It means that Lulu knows their family. ¡°Yes.  Wu Shan nodded repeatedly: "You are welcome to visit Hongbo often. If you like to eat, you can eat there every day."  " "Then why are you so embarrassed?  "Hongbo's mother chuckled. The two of them just chatted together. Juanjuan's mother saw that she couldn't get in the conversation and went to talk to other parents. There were people chatting together, so time flew by very quickly.  "Dad Conglang, they are back.  "Juanjuan's mother shouted from the side: "Look, that Beijing A five-six photoshoot belongs to Xu Rui's father.  " Wushan looked up and saw a luxury version of the Yanhuang car coming in the opposite direction. He couldn't help but frown. However, it was not far from the red light intersection. When the passing vehicles saw the car and the license plate, they knew that it must have some problems, so they all gave way.  . Xu Rui's father has a little sacrifice, can you just take his own child home?  Opening the car window, a large group of parents rushed up to greet him. Although Hongbo's mother was very aloof, she smiled apologetically and went up to say something to Xu Rui's father.He has a big neck and sits in the passenger seat without even raising his head. He nods from time to time and hums occasionally.  "What?" Hongbo's mother came over and mentioned that she was with Conglang's father, and he immediately stuck his head out.  Although neither Wang Lu nor Wu Shan¡¯s identity has been exposed in the school, there are always some caring people who say hello from top to bottom. The head teacher must know something.  Otherwise, it would be impossible to give the squad leader directly to Cong Lang.  Society is such a reality. I believe that if anything happens to Teacher Xiang Xiuli in the future, or her leaders, etc., they will all deal with her through her.  The world is like this, and the Wu family is no exception.  "Wu Dong!" He quickly got out of the car and walked quickly with his round body: "I am Xiao Xu Dongliang!" At this time, Xu Rui's father was smiling all over his face, and he looked like two different people from before.  "It's still Lao Xu," Wu Shan didn't know who this person was, so he stretched out his hand: "The children are classmates, there can't be a generation gap between us brothers, right?" "Haha, you are right again, Director Wu!" Xu Dongliang  The handshake was very measured, neither light nor heavy: "Why are you free to pick up our family from Conglang today?" "You want to be lazy," Wu Shan smiled: "Besides, I am not a good father. I have never picked up or dropped off.  "You need it for work!" Xu Dongliang shouted, "Dr. Wu, when will my brother Qi, Tang Hongqi, invite you to have a dinner together?" He said this in a low voice.  Individuals can hear it.  Actually, it was just when he came over.  Other parents consciously stepped out of the way.  "Don't listen to what the guard said just now. The students' parents are either rich or noble. They are not so awesome.  "So you are Hongqi's friend?" Wu Shan's eyes lit up: "No problem. Ask him to call me." Tang Hongqi's father, Mr. Tang, like Wang Tiecheng, both moved to the government after the founding of the People's Republic of China.  He's a pretty awesome guy.  Because of his age, he was slightly older than Secretary Dongfang and was inconspicuous among the founding fathers.  When Taizu was in power, there were a lot of various movements. He had both sides, and he never offended anyone. He was not a blind follower of Taizu's line.  When I retired, I just got a deputy state-level treatment.  You know, in this day and age.  Most of those people during the founding of the People's Republic of China are still alive.  Those who had a much higher status than him in the past did not fare as well as he did.  Once again at my father-in-law¡¯s house, my father-in-law Wang Tiecheng talked specifically about this person, saying that in order to behave in the world, you must be wise and use your brain to do things.  At this time, the children¡¯s bus was following behind, but their class teacher wanted to gather the fight and count the number of people before disbanding.  Wu Conglang saw his father.  Overjoyed, I said goodbye to several familiar classmates.  Unexpectedly, as soon as the car started, Zhu Jianguo¡¯s call came in.  "Brother. I'm picking up Conglang now. What's going on?" Mobile phones in this era don't even have Bluetooth.  Wushan holds the steering wheel with one hand, but he is very skilled.  "You send the child home first." Zhu Jianguo's tone was unmistakable: "I'll wait for you at Changchun Pavilion." Probably because it was difficult to talk on the phone, he had just finished speaking.  Just gave it up.  Wu Shan could only smile apologetically at his son: "Your uncle comes to see me if you have something to do." "Huh!" Cong Lang sat in the passenger seat and rolled his eyes: "You remember to owe me once, dad!" Changchun Pavilion was very lively.  , very different from the last time I came here.  After all, the master is not here. No matter how enthusiastic the people below are, they can't compare to the brotherhood between Wu Shan and Zhu Jianguo.  In the hall, a temporary runway was set up, where dozens of good-looking men and women walked with tablecloths.  At present, there are still many gaps between China's fashion industry and the West.  Let¡¯s put it this way, if it were a fashion show in France or Italy, the models would all have amazing figures working part-time.  ¡°In China, even in the capital, the first thing a model pays attention to is appearance. Those who are not good-looking will not be allowed here at all.  After a casual glance, Wu Shan unexpectedly discovered that there were several relatively famous male and female celebrities, but they were all people with average reviews. ??????????? In TV series or movies, you are the role of a vase, and you rely on your face to make a living.  In fact, it is also a kind of resource, no one can say anything.  Even if someone is dissatisfied occasionally, it is just envy, jealousy and hatred. There is no complete fairness in the world.  Even if the room is full of models, Wushan is still more conspicuous when he walks in.  "Mr. Wu, please come over here!" A tall girl asked her at the door.??Shan caught it and took it inside.  Zhu Jianguo himself did not go to the fashion show. It was probably someone who had a good relationship with him who used this place to hold activities.  "Brother, you are here!" He stood up: "This is Tang Hongqi, you can call him Lao Qi!" What is this called?  He was talking with his younger brother just now, but he saw the real person right away.  "Xu Dongliang and I just broke up!" Wu Shan couldn't help but smile: "I'm talking about you." "Xiao Liang," Tang Hongqi's eyes are wider than ordinary people, but you can't tell when he smiles, his face is full of sincerity  : "His words are a bit unreliable. He didn't bring you any trouble." "Our two sons are classmates." Wu Shan stretched out his hand.  "Kuang Shixiong, please give me your advice!" "Sui Huazhong!"  A lot of people stood up and shook hands.  "Brother, we are all discussing the same issue!" Zhu Jianguo got straight to the point: "Do you think the oil in Iraq can make money now? Otherwise, we will go to Africa to make trouble." "It's hard to say," Wu Shan didn't know how to answer.  : "After all, there is oil everywhere in the Middle East. Are you afraid of competition?" "It's not competition, Brother Shan!" A teacher, Ou Debiao, said with a louder voice: "We don't want to go to the Middle East and follow others. We want to open up new markets in Africa.  Market." Easier said than done!  Wushan couldn¡¯t help but ponder, because the oil there is all controlled by Western European countries, and most of them are their colonies.  Just as he was about to speak, a graceful figure flashed beside him.  He suddenly realized that the fate was you!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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