Chapter 18: Heart is like snow

When Xu Fuyan focused his full efforts to control the Standing Committee, Wen Liang naturally could not go to school to class leisurely. As the behind-the-scenes planner of the entire incident, Wen Liang started from the impossible when the Qinghua Factory case was deadlocked, step by step, plotted the general trend, and forced the situation to the point of today. If it was spread, I don’t know how many people’s glasses would be broken. What’s even more commendable is that he seemed careless to do all this, but in fact he made plans and made plans, started from the smallest point, made arrangements in the long run, and firmly controlled Qingzhou in his hands!

Han Feizi's three ways of practice, technique and power are called strategy and lateral. Law can govern a corner, technique can control the underworld, and only power can control the overall situation. What is power? Standing a ruler of wood on a high mountain will lead to a thousand-foot stream. That is to say, it is not how long or large the wood is, or what is powerful in itself, but because of its advantageousness, it has an incomparable power.

It is precisely because of this that although Wen Liang's power and tricks are still not as good as Xu Fuyan and Zhou Yuanting, who have been struggling in the officialdom for a lifetime, as a reborn person, he has won more than one advantage in the situation without any distractions. Through the fragmented memories of later generations, he found the most correct path in the turbulent fog of the officialdom, and then walked without hesitation, using the law as the vertical and the art as the horizontal, without any questions about black and white, and without any right or wrong. Anything that stands on the road to heaven can be at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a loss at a certain amount of benevolence and compassion.

This is Zongheng!

The left eye raised a strong affection, but he was still the weak boy standing in the sun with white clothes and gentle as jade; his right eye was full of power, but his heart was like snow and ice. Under the shadow of his hand, he cut his life and death apart with one knife.

There is light and there is darkness, and there is sunlight and there will be reflections!

The bell of the first class in the morning was ringing, and Wen Liang ran out of the school as if he had escaped. He thought of it from time to time in his mind that when he took out the fake note, Teacher Ye's big watery eyes were full of disbelief. How could he feel so nervous when he looked at it.

Uncle Wen was sitting on the bus and was shamelessly thinking whether he should find time to invite Ye Yuting to have a candlelight dinner together, so that he could be more comfortable when signing in the future...

There is no stop sign near Diyuan Garden, so Wen Liang has to walk for more than ten minutes after getting off the bus. I don’t know if it was caused by the sprinkler truck that has been wandering in Qingzhou’s urban area since the early morning, or if the water pipes are broken and the sidewalks and main roads are bounded by hundreds of meters, which can probably flood the feet.

Wen Liang walked by the waterline, and some kind of bad taste broke out. His eyes flew straight through the reflective ripples, as if he wanted to seduce a lively mermaid with his rippling eyes. From time to time, he even sang a sentence: We said to the sun that the hairstyle never changed, we said to the Yangtze River that my brother was so handsome...

While being entertained, a limited edition Porsche 911 whizzed from behind next to the waterline. No matter how fast Wen Liang responded, he could not compare to this luxury sedan that was just launched this year. Although he turned his head in time, he was still sprayed with splashing water, half of his body was soaked.

Qingzhou is not an economically developed region. There are not many rich people, but there are still people. However, those people value their own identities. No one will drive millions of sports cars in the city at lightning speed. Wen Liang knew that he could not catch up with him, so he didn't even see the license plate number. He could only raise his arms and raise his middle finger at Porsche, which had been hundreds of meters away.

It was not winter in Qingzhou at this time, but the wind was still blew and cold, not to mention that the wet clothes were stuck to the body now, as if even the blood was about to freeze. Looking at my embarrassed look, Wen Liang muttered angrily, don't let me see you again, otherwise it would be nice to have you boy!

Wen Liang twisted his clothes twice on the roadside, but he thought he was unlucky, but he felt a little worried. Going out was not good, was there something wrong with the Standing Committee?

People often worry about gains and losses under heavy pressure, and a small problem will cause inexplicable speculation. He immediately accelerated his pace and walked towards the Emperor Garden.

Just as he walked away for more than ten meters, Wen Liang suddenly stopped, and his dark eyes narrowed into a gap. He learned this habit from Liu Zhihe, because he was quite envious of the coldness and despicable smell of his squinting eyes. Wen Liang described it many times and finally learned it.

The Porsche actually turned back from the end of the road. This time the speed dropped significantly, and it happened to stop beside Wen Liang. This time Wen Liang saw it accurately. The license plate at the beginning of Guan b with the red letter belongs to the Political Department of the Guanshan Military Region. The rules of this acre of three-point land in the military region are a command, c is the logistics department, d is the equipment department, etc.

This is not a big deal, but a big deal. Wen Liang believes that even if someone dares to get the license plate of the Qingzhou Military Sub-district, no one will NC directly hang up the fake license plate of the Political Department of the Military Region. Although the last five digits are not the leader sequence, they can still be quite scared. (The military license plate has not been changed in 1995, and it should be the beginning of the heavenly stems and earthly branches such as Jia, Wu, Wei, Geng, and Ji. For harmony, they directly adopted the format after changing the cards in 2004, and started with the first character of the military region. This is a pity, so this note is!)

The car window rolled down, a girl wearing Chanel sunglasses wearing gold wire titanium racks crawled on the window with her body slanted. The wide frame covered half of her face, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she looked very pretty just when she was exposed outside. Her smooth and slender forehead, her small and tiny nose tip, and her red lips were covered with a thin layer of lipstick. Just looking at the texture, she was not a high-end product that people like Wen Liang could afford.

Wen Liang thought that an arrogant and domineering rich young man passed by Qingzhou, but he did not expect that he was a beautiful woman with a close relationship with the Guanshan Military Region. She seemed to be in her early twenties!

"Hey, little classmate, did the water splash on you just now?" Wen Liang was wet half of his body.

Wen Liang looked at her coldly and said, "Little girl, it's a trivial matter for anyone who splashes water. But I want to tell you first, now you're going against the flow!"

This girl actually drove back in a swaggering manner. If it weren't for the 1995 years now, this area was not the main urban area. In addition, the morning when working hours were just past, there were not many pedestrians and there were almost no cars. You can go against the road and take a look at me?

The girl was obviously stunned when she heard Wen Liang's tone of bad voice. She had known that Qingzhou was tough, but would even have such a bad temper?

"According to the "Regulations on Speed ​​Limiting in 17 Road Sections of the Urban Area" issued by the Traffic Police Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau in 1994, your speed exceeds the limited 60 kilometers and you just went against the flow, seriously violating traffic regulations. Comrade, you have also made a lot of red lights, right? Show me your driver's license!"

The girl felt her brain was a little hypoxia for a moment, and subconsciously asked a sentence that made her family's best business genius shame: "Qingzhou is so magical. Can you be a policeman at such a young age?"

"Not magical. You can drive like this. Is it a driver's license issued by the Heibai Wuchang Driving School of the Heilongjiang Palace?"

Wen Liang was angry at her road killer behavior and was very rude when he spoke. If the red letter b in front of the license plate was too dazzling, he would have been determined to arrest the girl and throw it to the traffic police team for some traffic knowledge retraining.

After the girl asked that, she immediately knew that she had done something stupid. This place was not abroad, so it was impossible for a teenager to enter the civil service system. Seeing Wen Liang's cold face, his expression was serious, but his words were much more interesting, he laughed: "I originally wanted to come back and say sorry to you. I was on a whim just now, and when I saw that the road was quieter, I drove faster. I didn't notice that there was water on the side of the road. But you first raised your middle finger, but now you sarcastically, everyone is even, OK?"

Wen Liang saw that the girl was not taking advantage of the situation as she imagined, and she was quite reasonable in her words. He was in a hurry to see Zuo Yuxi, and had no time to talk to her, and said, "This outfit, the loss of work, the shock fee, the mental loss fee, and the lumbar muscle injury fee. For the sake of the political department of the military region, I don't want it much. You can pay a thousand yuan to the point."

The girl's eyes were hidden behind her sunglasses, and she couldn't see her expression when she heard this, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips: "Oh, it's amazing, I recognize the military district brand. It's okay to recognize it, but I dare to blackmail it? Don't think that it's easy to cheat me after a few years of returning to China. If you are like you, I will pay you up to fifty yuan." She thought this child was quite fun, so she deliberately joked according to his tone.

Wen Liang suddenly realized and said disdainfully: "I said why do you think your mind is not normal? It turns out that I grew up eating the burger from the US imperial burger, a sea turtle. Yes, I have to pay for this compensation. We can't make RMB, and it's also good to earn some foreign exchange for the country. You are so stingy when you drive a Porsche. It turns out that you are an elite trained by the evil capitalist society!"

The girl was so amused and laughed. From the first sentence, this little kid has always occupied the commanding heights of the government and the law, and then attacked himself from all aspects. He also spoke about the traffic regulations, recognized the military license plate and Porsche, and even kept himself speechless. If the people in his family knew about it, wouldn't they laugh to death?

"If you tell your sister what your name is, I will take you to a big meal for compensation. How about it?"

Wen Liang can be sure that this little girl is not a bad person at this time. She just needs to change her personality. Don’t say it’s apologizing. It’s better to see her middle fingers keep it going.

"The military region's political department is amazing. It's amazing to drive a Porsche. A good person is a good person when driving a good car? My mother called me home for dinner. I'm here to pay you a good time. I'm remembering the license plate number anyway. I'll ask you for compensation if you have no money."
Chapter completed!