Chapter 118 [Arrogant] (Part 1)

Tan Chao had already figured it out. Song Huaiming was very unhappy. People had unconditional trust in his daughter. Tan Chao was a little embarrassed. At the beginning, he wanted to protect Sun Xiaowei, but Song Huaiming's call was equivalent to clarifying his position. No matter what happened, he would stand on his daughter's side unconditionally, and Chu Yanran was firmly standing on Zhang Yang's side, which means that there was a deviation in his handling of the problem. He wanted to free Sun Xiaowei from this matter and let Zhang Yang bear the consequences. If the matter was big, it would mean that he and Secretary Song were on the opposite side. Tan Chao did not intend to make a mistake at the beginning. He thought that Secretary Song and Secretary Sun would have the same position, but he did not expect that the interests they protected were not the same.

Tan Chao was in a dilemma. He began to regret letting Sun Xiaowei go. Now there is a fierce incident outside the branch. If the autopsy report proves that the death of the deceased is directly related to being beaten, someone must come out to take responsibility.

Qiu Weiye walked to Tan Chao, handed him a cigarette, and whispered: "What should I do?"

Tan Chao put the cigarette on the lighter and took a deep breath and said, "Don't do anything excessive before the autopsy report comes out. So... arrange for Chu Yanran and Zhang Yang to meet!"

"What?" Qiu Weiye's eyes widened.

"Go!"

Chu Yanran was allowed to meet Zhang Yang. From this point of view, Chu Yanran realized that her father must have intervened in this matter. She felt a little relieved. With his words, Zhang Yang should not be treated unfairly.

Zhang Yang sat in the hut, and he looked at Chu Yanran with a smile, as if what was happening in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Chu Yanran came to his side and whispered: "It's all my fault. If I didn't participate in any racing, this wouldn't have happened."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's just an accident. If you make it clear, it will be fine. What does it have to do with you."

The police behind him looked at Zhang Yang with great urgency. It was difficult for them to speak freely in such an atmosphere. Zhang Yang whispered: "You go back and rest, I'm fine! You have been in the hospital for the past two days and need a good rest."

Chu Yanran shook her head, held Changyang's hand, and said affectionately: "I won't go anywhere, I'll stay here to accompany you!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "This is the Public Security Bureau. Do you think it's at home? Be good! Girl, go and have a rest. I believe this will be a result soon."

The policeman who was in charge of monitoring them said, "The visiting time is up, please leave!"

Chu Yanran's eyebrows were raised and her starry eyes stared at the policeman: "I won't leave. If you don't accept it, please come to Tan Chao!"

The autopsy result was finally sent to the Pingtung Public Security Bureau at 5 o'clock in the morning. Tan Chao and Qiu Weiye were not sleeping all night. They were also waiting for the report. You should know that this report is related to the ultimate nature of the matter. What surprised them was that the autopsy report proved that the monk's real cause of death was not trauma, but because he had a heart disease and a sudden myocardial infarction caused him to die suddenly. It can be said that this matter has nothing to do with others.

After receiving this autopsy report, Tan Chao breathed a sigh of relief. The monk's death was purely an accident, which means that the whole incident could not constitute a criminal case at all. This would eliminate all suspicions of Sun Xiaowei and Zhang Yang. Tan Chao did not need to worry about subsequent troubles. This should be the most ideal result.

Qiu Weiye whispered: "The family members outside are still making trouble!"

Tan Chao said coldly: "Announce the autopsy results to them. If anyone is causing trouble, arrest him for me!" He paused and said: "The crime of attacking the public security organs is not light, let them weigh it for themselves!"

When Qiu Weiye saw Tan Chao suddenly become tough, it proved that they had completely grasped the initiative in this matter. He said again: "What should we do if those who were arrested last night?"

"What should I do?... Let Zhang Yang go, it has nothing to do with him!"

Zhang Yang and Chu Yanran left the back door of the branch, and the family of the deceased were still blocked at the gate of the Pingtung branch to cause trouble, and they did not want to cause unnecessary trouble anymore.

It was not dawn and the wind was strong, and it seemed even colder outside. Zhang Yang took off his leather windbreaker and draped it on Chu Yanran's shoulders. Chu Yanran did not refuse, wrapped the windbreaker tightly, raised her head and looked at Zhang Yang, her beautiful eyes were filled with endless affection.

Zhang Yang gently held her slender waist, and the two walked silently along the long street before dawn. This sudden storm made them suddenly realize in their hearts that they could no longer live without each other, and that their hearts were all tolerated by deep affection.

Chu Yanran whispered: "You haven't slept all night, so why not take a day off and return to Dongjiang tomorrow!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm out for so many days and should go back. I'll leave in the afternoon!"

Chu Yanran nodded reluctantly, and she held Zhang Yang's arm: "When my grandfather's health recovers, I will go to Beijing to find you!"

Zhang Yang nodded.

A military jeep in front was parked there, and Hong Changwu waved his arms at them from afar.

Chu Yanran hurriedly separated from Zhang Yang, but Hong Changwu could see clearly the scene of their intimate snuggling together just now. Hong Changwu sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that this little girl was really in love. He heard what Song Huaiming said about last night. Song Huaiming was worried about his daughter, so he asked Hong Changwu to come and ask about this matter. After knowing that Chu Yanran and Zhang Yang were fine, he came to the back door of the branch to wait in advance.

Chu Yanran called Uncle Hong affectionately, and her face turned slightly red, obviously because Hong Changwu saw such a close scene with Zhang Yang just now.

Hong Changwu whispered: "Get on the car!"

The two got on his jeep, and Chu Yanran said with concern: "Uncle Hong, does my grandfather know about this?" She was afraid that the grandfather would know about this and stimulate him.

Hong Changwu shook his head and said, "We are hiding it from him. He doesn't know, Yanran, it's not me that you don't want to participate in underground racing. It's illegal. If something really happens, how can I explain it to the old leader?"

Chu Yanran whispered: "I'm sorry!"

Hong Changwu glanced at Zhang Yang from the reflector and said a little dissatisfied: "Zhang Yang, you are also a state cadre and a Communist Party member. How could you fight with a group of social gangsters? In the future, consider more consequences. Young people should not be so impulsive!"

Zhang Yang hated him to teach himself a lesson with such an elder tone, but for Chu Yanran's sake, he did not refute it. Chu Yanran couldn't listen anymore and took the initiative to defend Zhang Yang: "This matter has nothing to do with Zhang Yang, it's all my idea. I took him to participate in the racing. He caused trouble to protect me."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Don't explain it to me, I did cause this trouble."

When Hong Changwu saw Chu Yanran protecting Zhang Yang in this way, he knew in his heart that the girl's extroverted words were true. The idea that she wanted to teach Zhang Yang a lesson was immediately dispelled. He said calmly: "The matter has been found out. The person who died of a myocardial infarction has nothing to do with anyone, so there is no trouble. But you should learn from this in the future. It is best to avoid such things!"

Hong Changwu sent them to the Longjiang Hotel. Zhang Yang got out of the car. Chu Yanran also wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Hong Changwu: "Yanran, go home with me. Your Aunt Zhao has prepared breakfast. Go to your grandfather's place immediately after dinner!" Although Chu Yanran did not want to separate from Zhang Yang, since Hong Changwu said so, he had to obey his arrangements.

Zhang Yang returned to the hotel and was very troubled. After taking a shower, he sat cross-legged for more than an hour and recovered most of his energy. Looking back on what happened last night, Zhang Yang was somewhat guilty. After all, it was his ignorance that led to the departure of a life. Although the monk was also a social garbage, he was not guilty after all. Zhang Yang stretched his arms and was about to go to the hospital to visit Chu Zhennan when the doorbell suddenly rang.

He opened the door and stood outside the door, but it was Hong Changwu. Zhang Yang said in surprise: "Uncle Hong!" But he didn't know why he went back.

Hong Changwu nodded and said, "I'll take you to have breakfast!"

Zhang Yang politely declined and said, "Forget it, I'll eat something casually, it won't be troublesome."

However, Hong Changwu was quite persistent. Zhang Yang could not resist him and could only come with him to Tianming Teahouse not far away. This is one of the few Cantonese teahouses in Jing'an. Hong Changwu booked a room in advance, in the Green Yin Pavilion on the third floor.

Zhang Yang followed him in and found out that someone had been waiting here.

Chu Yanran's father, Song Huaiming, secretary of the Jing'an Municipal Party Committee, was sitting in front of the window, slowly tasting the black tea in the cup. The mist in the sea of ​​tea made his face a little blurry and even more unfathomable.

Zhang Yang felt indescribable awe for Song Huaiming, not only because he was Chu Yanran's father, but also because there was an unfathomable heart hidden under his humble appearance. This feeling made Zhang Yang feel nervous, this was a kind of momentum pressure, and few people could give him this feeling.

Song Huaiming smiled and looked at the young man in front of him, slightly raised his jaw: "Sit!"

Zhang Yang adjusted his breath secretly and sat down opposite Song Huaiming. Hong Changwu did not come in and closed the door of the Luyin Pavilion with his backhand and went out. He wanted to leave Zhang Yang and Song Huaiming an opportunity to talk alone.

Song Huaiming wanted to get the teapot. Zhang Yang quickly picked up the teapot first, respectfully filled Song Huaiming with tea, and then filled the empty cup in front of him. Although Chu Yanran hated her father, this kind of affection cannot be denied. Of course, Zhang Yang had to show considerable respect for this future father-in-law.

Song Huaiming pointed to the refreshments on the table and said, "I ordered some casually. I wonder if you like them. Tianming's Cantonese refreshments are very authentic. You probably haven't eaten yet, right?"

Zhang Yang nodded, but he did not be polite to Song Huaiming. He picked up the thin-skinned shrimp dumplings and started eating them. Song Huaiming did not exaggerate. The refreshments here are indeed very authentic. Whether it is honey char siu, honeycomb fried taro horns or carrot cake, they are all excellent. Chinese people like to talk about things during meals, because eating helps relax their nerves, Zhang Yang gradually relaxed. He thought that his awe of Song Huaiming was unnecessary.

Song Huaiming also had some refreshments, and he spent most of his time observing Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang felt like a son-in-law who came to the house for the first time, and was being reviewed by his father-in-law. In terms of calmness, he certainly could not compare with Song Huaiming, who had been in the official career for many years. Finally, he couldn't calm down and took the lead in breaking his silence and said, "Is there anything that Secretary Song has to do with me?"

Song Huaiming smiled and said, "Eat first and talk about it!" He remained silent again.

Zhang Yang's originally adjusted mentality began to fluctuate again. He realized that Song Huaiming was deliberately testing his patience. He used this method to make him confused before he even entered the formal conversation. Unexpectedly, Song Huaiming had a political cultivation that was not inferior to Gu Yunzhi at his age. Zhang Yang had come into contact with many senior officials, and only a few people could make him feel unfathomable. Song Huaiming was undoubtedly the youngest among them.

In such an environment, every minute and every second passes slowly, just like before a master fights, Zhang Yang secretly adjusts his mentality.

Song Huaiming finally finished eating the crystal shrimp dumplings in front of him, picked up the black tea, and took a sip slowly: "How is the tea in Pingtung Branch like this?"

Zhang Yang said: "It's all cold and white, and I haven't even seen the tea powder!"

Song Huaiming laughed, and Zhang Yang laughed, and the laughter made the atmosphere between them look more harmonious. Song Huaiming stopped laughing and said, "I invite you to have tea this time, mainly to thank you for helping my father-in-law treat my father-in-law. I heard that after you gave him acupuncture, he recovered very quickly." Song Huaiming learned about his father-in-law's condition from Hong Changwu. When he first met Zhang Yang, he thought that this barefoot doctor was talking nonsense. Now it seems that Zhang Yang has real skills.

Zhang Yang showed humility in a rare way: "The old leader's physique is there, but I actually didn't help me."
Chapter completed!