Tianyuan Divine Art

Cheng Ziqian returned to his seat and sat down. After pondering for a moment, he said solemnly: "Xiao--&--you stepped into the parking lot and got on the bus back to town. Ye Lingtian didn't bother to pay attention to him, he was still at ease, he was him, and he didn't need to change himself because of other people's gazes.

In a luxuriously decorated villa in the southern suburbs of Guixing County, Luo Dagang sat on the sofa with a gloomy face. Opposite him was a middle-aged man in his fifties, not tall, a little fat, and a little bald.

"Lao Luo, you said that kid is the son of that private driver named Ye?" The middle-aged man asked unhurriedly, playing with the teacup in his hand.

Luo Da had just sucked a few puffs of cigarettes, and said gloomyly: "County magistrate, Chen Qiang personally investigated this matter, so it shouldn't be wrong!"

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Li Dezhi said with a livid face: "Lao Luo, Chen Qiang is cold for now, as for the Chengdong Police Station, let him go out. The situation is not optimistic now, and Cheng Ziqian has already won him over within a year since he came here. The four Standing Committee members, as long as we get one more vote, we will be at a disadvantage. We must not let him control the Standing Committee, you should contact them and find time for us to get together."

Snuffed out the half of the best Furong King in his hand and threw it into the ashtray. Li Dezhi stood up and walked slowly to the window with his arms folded. Just go and make trouble. A little furry boy can't afford to turn around!"

When Ye Lingtian returned home, he saw Yang Sulan sitting in the main room with an ugly expression on his face. Seeing her son push the door in, she asked with a smile, "Lingtian, how are you? Have you seen Secretary Cheng and Director Wang?"

Ye Lingtian didn't answer his mother's words, but asked with a gloomy face: "Mom, did they say something again?"

Guessing that those two snobbish uncles might have said something sarcastic to his mother again, Ye Lingtian felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Yang Sulan glanced at Ye Lingtian, sighed, and said displeasedly: "Your grandma asked why you didn't go to celebrate her New Year's birthday, whether you were admitted to university, and your wings are stiff, so you don't take the old man seriously. I explained to them that you went to pay New Year's greetings to Secretary Cheng of the County Party Committee, but when your two uncles heard about it, they asked you to build a bridge for them and asked you to treat Secretary Cheng to a meal, and they would accompany them when the time came. "

After hesitating for a while, Yang Sulan continued: "Your uncle also said that the county has already given a conclusion on your father's problem, so let us stop writing letters to the city and province, saying that we are disrupting the normal work of the government. He also said Well, the county leaders have already mentioned to him that as long as we don’t write letters to the city and the province, the county will let him go to the head of a department with real power.”

"Haha!" Ye Lingtian laughed back angrily: "Despicable! Shameless! They base their glory and wealth on our pain, and they talk so grandly and plausibly, are they still human? Mom, you don't need such relatives!"

Ye Lingtian was completely annoyed this time, and said angrily: "Why don't you take the old man seriously? When have they ever seen me? When I was admitted to university, they didn't even say congratulations, let alone congratulations." One sentence. Because I didn't go to pay them New Year's greetings, I was blamed? Well, from now on, I won't pay attention to them!"

"I've had enough of this anger for so many years. I want me to build a bridge for them to meet Secretary Cheng. Go ahead and dream!" Ye Lingtian said while taking out the bank card he had just obtained and the newly bought mobile phone and stuffed them into Yang Sulan, saying. : "Mom, there is 50 in this card. You can take it and spend it as you want. Anyway, it's just a sentence, just have a good time! I will pick you up to Yanjing after I graduate!"

Ye Lingtian's words were like thunder in the daytime, and Yang Sulan was stunned, speechless for a while.

Since her husband passed away, in order to support the family and bring up her son, she has been submissive and has long been used to other people's eyes and ridicule.After a few years, her character has become a little weak. Even if she is angry outside, she will only cry silently when she is alone at night.