Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Brother, this matter..." After Bald Qiang left, Huang Lao looked a little ugly and said. .【】

When such a thing happened, Huang Laozi's face was dull and he was extremely angry. He was even worried that the dark side of society would cast a layer of darkness on Xia Yunjie's thoughts and even gradually change his outlook on life and values. Let him become extreme and even hate society. If this is true, then Han Zhenlin would not regret it even if he died a hundred times.

Because although Xia Yunjie is just a person, once he goes to extremes, he is a person who can cause social unrest and even bring about human disasters.

"Brother, getting angry will hurt your body. Let Weiguo and the others handle this matter. You are old, so don't worry about such a trivial matter." Seeing Mr. Huang's ugly face, Xia Yunjie hurriedly advised.

Only then did Mr. Huang realize that Xia Yunjie rushed to give orders because he was worried that he would be angry and hurt himself. He couldn't help but feel warm and relieved at the same time.

Because he believed that a kind and honest person like Xia Yunjie, even if the outside world changes, he would not go astray and cause harm to the world.

"Okay, let's leave this matter to Wei Guo and Pei Hao. Don't worry, this matter will definitely be dealt with seriously." Huang Lao nodded and said.

Xia Yunjie smiled noncommittally, took the initiative to help Mr. Huang add some tea, and said, "Today we will only talk about family matters, not these unpleasant things."

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't talk about it. I'll listen to you, brother." Seeing that Xia Yunjie was unwilling to mention what happened just now, Mr. Huang said with a smile, and Yu Jian just dismissed the matter. Go to the back of the head.

Huang Lao and others did not talk about what happened just now, and temporarily put the incident behind them, but Han Zhenlin and others outside the box were still scared out of their wits and terrified by what just happened.

They were beating people violently in front of Mr. Huang, and judging from the situation, Ren Yongqiang was probably a friend of Mr. Huang. If he was on Han Zhenlin's side, he could still make some excuses, but the problem is that they were beating people violently. Because Ren Yongqiang refused to cooperate with him, to put it harshly, they were robbing people and beating them when they failed. If only ordinary people were being beaten, there would be no problem, but now that the people being beaten are old friend Huang's people, the problem is extremely serious. And judging from the young man's tone just now, it's obvious that he won't let this matter go.

If it weren't for Mr. Huang's relationship, Han Zhenlin really wouldn't be afraid of that unknown young man, but now he is scared to death

So Ren Yongqiang closed the door of the box and turned around to go downstairs to the kitchen. Han Zhenlin and Hao Xusheng didn't even care about the pain caused by being thrown out by Qu Leng. Their bodies seemed to fall apart, and they rolled and crawled after Ren Yongqiang. Yong Qiang said with a smile that was uglier than crying: "Mr. Ren, Brother Qiang, we are blind to the mountains, please let us go and say a few good words to us. I promise, I promise that as long as I am in the capital in the future, No one will dare to cause trouble in your hotel again."

Ren Yongqiang's lips curved into a contemptuous sneer, and he glanced at Han Zhenlin and the others with disdain.

In the past, he was really worried about the depth of water in the capital, so he was cautious in doing things and kept his head down when he could. But is it still needed now? Brother Jie has already said that as long as business is done properly, no one has to be afraid.

Brother Jie is Mr. Huang's old friend. Even Huang Peihao, a "big official in the border areas" and who is likely to become a decision-maker of the Republic in the future, can only sit with him. With Brother Jie's words, Ren Yongqiang is still afraid that someone will come to his hotel. Looking for trouble?

Han Zhenlin saw the contemptuous look Ren Yongqiang looked at him, and realized that his words were just like farts, smelly and useless, so he could only cry and said: "Brother Qiang, Grandpa Qiang, I was wrong, I was really wrong, Just say a few nice words to me, otherwise I’m really going to die.”

"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this matter. I'm going to cook now. Don't hinder my work." Ren Yongqiang had already suppressed the anger of young men like Han Zhenlin a long time ago. Just now he just said one sentence. After being kicked hard by him, how could he speak for Han Zhenlin just because he was crying and begging for a few words? Wen Yan said expressionlessly.

After finishing speaking, Ren Yongqiang said to the reception manager in the lobby who was still a little confused: "Remember that the Emperor's Hall is not open to the public. If you bring someone you don't like next time, just leave by yourself." What are you still staring at? Why don't you invite Master Han and the others to go out?"

The reception manager in the lobby suddenly jumped up, straightened his back, and said to Han Zhenlin in a businesslike manner: "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, Mr. Hao, our Imperial Hall is not open to the public, please." You guys come down with me."

At this moment, the manager in charge of the reception was still wary of Mr. Han's identity, but now he found out that the men of the two beautiful bosses were actually friends of Mr. Huang, so he was still wary of a bird.

Although Han Zhenlin and Hao Xusheng felt very cowardly, they did not dare to cause trouble in the corridor of the Emperor's Hall even if they had the courage to do so. Upon seeing this, they had no choice but to leave the fifth floor with mournful faces, but they did not leave the Ren Family Hotel. .

How could they dare to leave Ren's hotel after digging such a big hole?

"What should we do now? Brother Lin?" Hao Xusheng asked with a cry as he stood shamelessly outside the kitchen. Seeing that Ren Yongqiang ignored them at all.

After all, Han Zhenlin had a grandfather who was of the same era as Mr. Huang, and a father who was the executive deputy minister of a certain ministry. He might be able to say a word or two in front of Mr. Huang. But what about Hao Xusheng? The most powerful grandfather in the family is a retired deputy minister of a certain ministry. His father is now just a department-level minister in a powerful department in the capital. Of course, for ordinary people, having a retired deputy minister in their family, and the department-level Yu Min of the real power department in the capital are already very impressive, but the problem is that compared with the illustrious Huang family, they are nothing at all.

Poor Hao Xusheng still didn’t know that although the old man sitting next to Huang Lao in the imperial hall was a stranger to him, secretly his status and weight in the political arena of the Republic was only slightly inferior to that of Huang Lao. He himself was not only the former The head of the special department, and now his two closest disciples, one is the current head of a special department, at the ministerial level, and the other named disciple is the secretary of the Xiling Provincial Party Committee. One person has two juniors at the ministerial level, not to mention that Li Qinghong promoted some people when he was in office. It is conceivable how powerful this force is. Who dares to underestimate it in the Republic? Even if Mr. Huang and Li Qinghong were completely equal in their interactions, Huang Peihao and others would have to respectfully call him Uncle Li when they saw him. But this old man is still just a junior in the young man's sect.

Fortunately, Hao Xusheng didn't know this, otherwise he would be so scared that he wouldn't even be able to speak now.

"How do I know?" Even though Han Zhenlin was so arrogant just now, he was so frightened that he walked back and forth with a grimace upon hearing this, like an ant in a hot nest.

"Why don't you call your dad?" Hao Xusheng suggested cautiously.

"If he knew that I had offended Mr. Huang, he would definitely break my legs." After hearing this, the blood on Han Zhenlin's face faded completely, and he said with a scared look on his face.

"But this matter will definitely not be hidden from your father and the others in the end." Hao Xusheng said softly. Now he can only place his hope on the Han family. After all, the Han family is also a powerful family in the capital. He thinks that coming to the Huang family will give him some face.

"It's better to call my brother first." Han Zhenlin also knew that this matter would definitely not be hidden from his family in the end, but after all, he did not dare to directly bring this matter to his father, so he said helplessly after thinking about it.

Han Zhenlin's elder brother Han Zhenqing is considered a leader among the three generations of the Han family. He is just thirty years old and is already a division-level official in an important department of a ministry. What he says carries weight within the family, and he has friendships with the princes in the capital.

Of course, Hao Xusheng did not dare to force Han Zhenlin to call his father. Hearing this, he could only nod and agree: "It's better to call Brother Qing first. He has many ideas and knows many people. It seems that he has a few friends with Huang Peihao's son Huang Changyu." It’s not necessarily a matter of friendship, maybe intercession through him.”

"Yes, yes, my brother and Huang Changyu do have some friendship." When Hao Xusheng said this, Han Zhenlin's eyes lit up and a glimmer of hope arose.

Huang Changyu is the grandson of the Huang family. Based on his status, if he had not followed his father to Yunling Province, if he had stayed in the capital, he would definitely be regarded as a prince-level figure in the capital. Han Zhenqing is a man of great power and scheming, and he deliberately made friends with Huang Changyu when he was young. Although I can't say how deep the relationship is, they can definitely be regarded as ordinary friends who can talk to each other. Han Zhenlin knew about this.

After saying that, Han Zhenlin hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed his brother Han Zhenqing.