Chapter 0008 Exploring Tang Xiuhua
Downstairs of Deng Ning Linjia, An Zhiru and An Guoqing and his son felt a little embarrassed. Especially An Guoqing, he strongly invited his brother Luo Zhiyuan to the provincial capital to make friends with his father and "work" to the leaders of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Although he had a personal relationship, he also hoped that Secretary Deng could take care of Luo Zhiyuan's father's affairs - "kill two birds with one stone". But the result was not satisfactory, and Secretary Deng had no intention of intervening, which made An Guoqing feel a little sorry for Luo Zhiyuan.
An Guoqing hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Zhiyuan, go and sit at my house. Don't go back tonight. I'll find a few old classmates to come and have a drink together in the evening!"
But as soon as An Guoqing said this, he regretted it and secretly scolded himself for being slapped and not having a brain. Luo Zhiyuan's father was taken away by the Commission for Discipline Inspection and his mother was still waiting at home anxiously. How could he be in the mood to leave a flower and wine?
An Zhiru glared at his son and smiled and said, "Xiao Luo, if there is no urgent matter, stay for one night and leave tomorrow! Secretary Deng, I will take the time to talk to him again to see if I can ask Secretary Deng to help..."
Luo Zhiyuan glanced at An Zhiru and his son, patted An Guoqing on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Uncle An, don't be so polite to me. I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first. National Day, please call me if you have any questions. Uncle An, Secretary Deng's condition often ask me about any changes. I'll come and give him an injection in ten days."
After saying that, Luo Zhiyuan got into the car arranged by the An family and waved his hand to say goodbye to the An family's father and son.
His words were nothing more than to relieve An Zhiru. Even if Deng Ninglin cares about his father's case, since he stretched out his hand, he would care about Deng Ninglin's illness to the end. An Zhiru doesn't have to worry that he will change his face because of this.
If you don’t treat it, you must start and end well. This is the bottom line of morality as a doctor and the family tradition of the Mu family. Although Luo Zhiyuan has not become a full-time doctor, he has been sentenced to his grandfather for more than ten years, and these have been engraved in his bones.
The car was speeding on the road leading to Anbei City in the provincial capital. Luo Zhiyuan shook half of the car window, letting the hot wind blow his face and blow his hair away, and his eyebrows were locked. He subconsciously took out a cigarette and lowered his head to light it, and handed the driver another one. The driver smiled and refused, indicating that he could do it himself.
Deng Ninglin's performance and attitude were actually normal in Luo Zhiyuan's eyes. He could not conclude that Luo Polu was innocent based on just a few words from Luo Zhiyuan - and whether Luo Polu was innocent depends on the progress of the Zheng Pingshan case.
However, what Luo Zhiyuan talked to him alone in private would definitely touch his heart. As the leader of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection who was in charge of the investigation, as long as Deng Ninglin had doubts and actions, it was very likely that he would "touch his whole body" and would pull out Hou Senlin, who was hiding behind the scenes. This is also the key to Luo Zhiyuan's willingness to come to the provincial capital to treat Deng Ninglin's illness.
At present, all he needs to do is to peel off the thread and find strong evidence to overturn Zheng Pingshan's case. There are still ten days left before he will be given acupuncture for Deng Ning in the next time he comes to the provincial capital, and these ten days are very precious to him.
On the way back, he sorted out his ideas. The more critical the moment, the less he could not be confused.
It was already dusk when he returned to the city. Luo Zhiyuan got out of the car and did not go home, but headed straight for the Tang family.
Tang Xiaolan's mother Tang Xiuhua lives in an ordinary two-bedroom apartment in the dormitory area of Anbei Petroleum Company. Luo Zhiyuan, who has been following Tang Xiaolan for two days, knows that Tang Xiaolan has another house in the city center, which is considered a high-end residence in Anbei City this year. Tang Xiaolan usually lives outside and only goes home to accompany his mother on weekends.
Luo Zhiyuan decided to test Tang Xiuhua. Time is tight, so he can't play according to common sense.
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Luo Zhiyuan calmed down outside the Tang family door and reached out to ring the doorbell. After a few "Ding Dong", the crimson wooden door behind the security door opened, and a gentle and beautiful middle-aged woman's face appeared in front of him.
It can be seen that Tang Xiuhua must have been a beauty when she was young, and she still has charm. Think about it, how could a person who gave birth to a "red pink fairy" like Tang Xiaolan be an ordinary woman?
Tang Xiuhua looked a little tired and lonely. She looked at Luo Zhiyuan suspiciously and said in a deep voice: "Young man, who are you looking for?"
"Aunt Tang Xiuhua, Aunt Tang, my name is Luo Zhiyuan, I am a reporter from Anbei Daily. I have something to ask you for. Can I let me in?" Luo Zhiyuan introduced himself with a smile.
"Reporter? Are you looking for me?" Tang Xiuhua's originally dim eyes suddenly shone, with a vigilant glow. She subconsciously wanted to close the door, "I don't know you, you go!"
Luo Zhiyuan grabbed the security door and lowered his voice and said hurriedly: "Aunt Tang, my father is Luo Polu, the deputy county magistrate of Cheng County. He is a cadre promoted by Zheng Pingshan and Secretary Zheng. Before my father was taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission, he asked me to tell Aunt Tang a few words."
Luo Zhiyuan's words were very fast, but very clear, and every word fell into Tang Xiuhua's ears. Luo Zhiyuan clearly felt that Tang Xiuhua's face suddenly turned pale, and his shoulders began to tremble slightly.
"I don't know you!" Tang Xiuhua said in a trembling voice, and slammed the door tightly without saying a word.
Although he was turned away, there was a hint of joy floating between Luo Zhiyuan's eyebrows. He came here with a presumptuous test. Judging from Tang Xiuhua's performance, the Tang family and Zheng Pingshan must have an unknown deep-seated relationship. It is enough for Luo Zhiyuan to prove this.
Luo Zhiyuan walked downstairs lightly and suddenly met Tang Xiaolan unexpectedly at the entrance of the building.
This charming woman, Niao Niao Tingting, walked over with her bag and passed by Luo Zhiyuan. She seemed to feel that she was very unfamiliar with her, so she took the opportunity to glance at him.
The two passed by each other, and a faint smell of French perfume poured into Luo Zhiyuan's nostrils. The smell was elegant and lasted for a long time in the air. It was definitely a expensive brand.
A beautiful face that was extremely flawless and not as if it was stained with any smoke and dust instantly magnified in front of him. Luo Zhiyuan couldn't help but stagnate, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.
Such a woman with pure temperament became the mistress of those in power, and even became a prop for being used and sacrificed, ending with a tragedy, which probably only shows that the conclusion of the so-called "beauty is in trouble" is not nonsense.
For such a beauty, if she has the financial resources and power to do whatever she wants, she will definitely try her best to take her for herself, right? Luo Zhiyuan sighed lightly and strode away, but he was even more puzzled: What exactly made Hou Senlin willingly push the beauty he got out of the door and act as a pawn to blame Zheng Pingshan?
This is unscientific and unreasonable.
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It was already evening when Luo Zhiyuan returned home. His mother Mu Qing and cousin He Jinlan prepared supper and were waiting for him.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Mu Qingteng stood up, rushed to the door, grabbed his son's shoulder, and said hurriedly and hoarsely: "Son, what's the result of your trip to the province... What do you say?"
Luo Zhiyuan knew that he could not tell the truth, otherwise his mother would be even more worried. Mu Qing has now become a frightened bird and can't stand any "storm".
He pretended to be calm and smiled, "Mom, I asked Secretary Deng of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Secretary Deng said that my father is just assisting in the investigation now. After a few days, my father will come back."
He Jinlan also smiled and comforted her, "Yes, sister, just wait with peace of mind. Brother-in-law is innocent. What can I do? Zhiyuan, hurry up and wash your hands and have dinner!"
But Mu Qing was a little disappointed and walked back to the living room and sat on the sofa. Although she was an ordinary cadre of the Municipal Education Bureau, she was also the wife of a cadre in the system. She had anxiety and worries about the deep background of this case that she could not describe in words.
Chapter completed!