The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Got it, got it all.

Although Feng Mingda was a little frustrated, these were within his expectations. He still understood the principle of taking a long time to catch the big fish.

Not to mention the scheming Geng Zhenbiao. He is already 50 years old. He has patience, success, better, and failure, and it doesn’t matter.

At least, making friends with the Su family's grandson-in-law is not a bad thing.

Geng Zhenbiao’s patience was best experienced in the following fishing.

Among the people who traveled, he had the most abundant harvest, and one fish after another entered his fish basket.

The happiest person is undoubtedly Su Jin.She and Lin Zhiyuan shared a fishing rod. Every time the float swayed a little, she could get excited for a long time. The two of them worked loudly and loudly for three hours, but they only caught a finger-long willow, but they were happy. Several times that of others.

This made Liang Jing, who was five meters away from them, envious. After she and Wang Changsong fell in love, they lived in separate places, spending less time together and more time apart. When they finally could stay together for a long time, they were already a woman with children. I can no longer enjoy the world between two people.

Liang Jing poked Wang Changsong, "Look at me."

Wang Changsong only glanced at Lin Zhiyuan and Su Jin and understood his wife's thoughts. He put his arms around Liang Jing and said, "I can stay with you and the child from now on, and we can be like them in the future."

"Yes!" Liang Jing showed a rare moment of tenderness and agreed softly, resting her head on her lover's shoulder.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone had almost finished playing and was ready to go home.Before leaving, Geng Zhenbiao gave Lin Zhiyuan his business card, "Director Lin, this is my business card. Just in case, I mean just in case, if you encounter something unexpected, you can call me in the office." You can do it at home, or you can go to the nearest police station for help with my business card.”

Lin Zhiyuan naturally knew the importance of a business card from a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. After thanking him, he solemnly put the business card into his shirt pocket.

The two cars embarked on the return journey.

Feng Mingda sat in Geng Zhenbiao's Shanghai car, frowning.

Geng Zhenbiao glanced at him and said, "During dinner, Lin Zhiyuan made it very clear. What do you think?"

Feng Mingda clenched his fists and his voice was a little hoarse, "Master, I want to try again. After all...except for him, I can't find a better opportunity."

Geng Zhenbiao patted his hand and said, "It's best if you think so. You are only 40 years old, so you still have time."

Jeep [-] first took Lin Zhiyuan and Su Jin back to the post and telecommunications building. Lin Zhiyuan bid farewell to Wang Changsong and Liang Jing. Liang Jing was very enthusiastic and said, "Xiao Su, let Lin Zhiyuan take you to my house for dinner in the future."

Su Jin nodded, "Thank you, Sister Jing."

The jeep drove away, and Lin Zhiyuan and Su Jin walked side by side towards Su's house.

Su Jin naturally hugged Lin Zhiyuan and said, "Zhiyuan, I feel like Chief Feng has something to ask you."

Su Jin is simple, but not stupid. Last time at the Railway Hotel and this time at the Tanghe Reservoir, Feng Mingda repeatedly showed his kindness to Lin Zhiyuan, and even Su Jin saw it.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled, "It's not all your fault."

"How can you blame me?" Su Jin raised her snow-white face. Under the reflection of the setting sun, it was as white and tender as a morning gardenia.

"They probably guessed that you are the granddaughter of the Su family..." Lin Zhiyuan briefly explained the cause and effect. Su Jin stuck out his tongue in disbelief, "These people are so concerned about this. They are tired." Aren’t you tired?”

Lin Zhiyuan said something meaningful that Su Jin couldn't understand, "People born in Rome will never know how long the road to Rome is."

Wang Changsong and Liang Jing got off the car in Shannan and walked home.

"Chang Song, why do you think your director did that to Lin Zhiyuan?" Liang Jing asked in confusion.

Wang Changsong let out a long breath. He was a little too tired today. He had to keep observing the faces of Feng Mingda and Geng Zhenbiao. He was highly nervous and always had a string of tension. Now that he was home, he could finally relax. .

"When things go wrong, there must be monsters. The two of them were a little unusual in being respectful to Lin Zhiyuan. It only shows that Lin Zhiyuan can help them. But Lin Zhiyuan is a leather worker and has nothing to do with our public security system. You said it again Lin Zhiyuan is from a worker's family, so there is only one explanation. The problem lies with Lin Zhiyuan's little girlfriend." Wang Changsong's thinking is very clear, and he can accurately judge the entire time without getting any useful information. cause.

Liang Jing's eyes shone with excitement, "Lin Zhiyuan found such a beautiful partner without saying a word. It's amazing. Anyway, because of him, your director can just look up to you."

In this world, there are fewer and fewer fools, and there are only smart people.

******

After get off work on Tuesday, Lin Zhiyuan accompanied Su Jin to night school as usual.

Since experiencing the last harassment incident, Lin Zhiyuan prepared an extra bicycle chain lock.

This kind of chain lock is made of an iron chain thicker than your thumb, with a ring of plastic on the outside. The head of the lock is a heavy iron lump, which is 1.2 meters long when fully opened, and [-] centimeters when locked.

This kind of chain lock is an artifact of fighting in street melees. It rotates vigorously and has enough deterrence. If the lock head is drawn to a person, if the force is strong enough, it can even cause fractures to the opponent. Moreover, this chain lock It is not a controlled murder weapon and can be bought everywhere. It is most popular among gangsters.

Lin Zhiyuan prepared this chain lock with safety first. What if Zhang Peng was waiting for revenge last time?

In the past, Lin Zhiyuan would wait for Su Jin outside the school. Since the accident, he has been waiting for her at the school's classroom door. He also met Zhang Peng twice. Neither of them spoke. But judging from Zhang Peng's fierce eyes, this time The boy obviously still holds a grudge.

At five fifty, Su Jin walked into the classroom. Lin Zhiyuan took a book and leaned against the wall of the classroom corridor, reading slowly.

He didn't see Zhang Peng show up until six o'clock, which made Lin Zhiyuan feel a little relieved.

When it was almost six o'clock, the man with glasses that he met at the school gate last time came, but he did not enter the classroom, but hid his sneaky probe at the top of the stairs. When he saw Lin Zhiyuan reading in the corridor, Gone quietly.

An hour and a half later, the evening class ended, and Su Jin walked out of the classroom with the flow of people.

Lin Zhiyuan picked her up, and the two of them left the teaching building, picked up bicycles in the parking lot, and rode side by side outside the school.

As soon as they left the school gate, four people jumped out from behind the bushes on the roadside, holding wooden sticks and surrounding Lin Zhiyuan and Su Jin with murderous intent. The leader was Zhang Peng, who had a sinister look on his face.

Lin Zhiyuan held the car brake and looked back. There were two people behind him, one of whom was the man with glasses he had seen last time.

Su Jin's face turned pale with fright, and she leaned close to Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan whispered: "When the fight starts later, you take the opportunity to run back to the Steel Courtyard and hide in the guard room. No matter how rampant these people are, they won't dare to arrest you in front of the security department."

"Zhiyuan, no, no..." After a while, Su Jin seemed to have made up his mind and shouted to Zhang Peng: "What do you want to do? I warn you, you are committing a crime and you will go to jail."

Before Zhang Peng could say anything, the little gangster in bell-bottom pants standing next to Zhang Peng stared at Su Jin with squinting eyes, "Oh, shit, Zhang Peng, no wonder you want to block this kid! This chick is too flirtatious. Come on, I will destroy this kid later, I must have a taste of this chick..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Zhiyuan raised his hand, and a black thing hung in the wind and hit his face accurately.