The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 310: I have no money anyway (two
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"It is beneficial for pregnant women to do some activities, and work can also reduce the mental pressure of pregnant women. If they are in a bad mood, pregnant women are prone to depression." Wang Meng said professionally.
"What if there is an accident?" Zhao Beibei's mother worried.
"Be careful, it's okay. Linlin is about to give birth and she doesn't go to work!" Zhao Beibei also understood the feelings of her parents. The child came too suddenly and she was a little at a loss.
"Can you be in the same situation as Linlin? You want to go to work, and your mother must stay to take care of you!" Zhao Yongfa also thinks that Wang Meng is right, but he is worried about the daughter who finally got pregnant, in case there is a daughter If something goes wrong, the child is gone. Whether it can be pregnant or not can be the same.
"I'm not a kid, so I don't need to take care of it. Besides, there is also Mama Fan!" Zhao Beibei smiled bitterly.
"Your family now has two children, and you all have to go to work. She is struggling to take care of both children. How can she take care of you?" Zhao Yongfa made a lot of sense.
"Then let Auntie stay here, but the place is a little bit small, so I've wronged Auntie!" Wang Meng knew that if he didn't compromise, Mr. Zhao would not give up. Moreover, if he wasn't at home, Mr. Fan would definitely very tired.
"This matter is easy to say. Looking back, I will buy a big house in Beihai, and we will all move in!" Zhao Yongfa is rich, waved his hand, and has a lot of money.
Wang Meng is speechless, but it is indeed time to buy a big house. The population of the family is expected to increase. What about Fan Bingbing? After graduating from university, this girl will definitely have children.
"I'll buy it! I am the head of the family!" Wang Meng said.
"You don't need to buy it! If you buy a big villa, you will be gossiped about when you enter the official career." Zhao Yongfa thought of Wang Meng at this time.
"Thank you, uncle!" Wang Meng was actually a little moved.
"Have the kids? Still called Uncle?" Zhao Yongfa raised his voice and looked at Wang Meng dissatisfiedly.
"Dad! Mom!" Wang Meng's mouth was sweet and immediately changed. It wasn't that he didn't want to change his words before, it was really this stubborn old Zhao who didn't agree.
"Hey!" Mother Zhao smiled. She is a woman and has no ideas. Everything depends on Zhao Yongfa. Now that her daughter is pregnant, she is the happiest. Except for Zhao Beibei's marriage, she is also satisfied with Wang Meng.
"Hahaha!" Zhao Yongfa laughed, very happy.
Wang Meng knew that Zhao Yongfa's changes were one because he couldn't change the reality, and the other was because of his ability to show that old Zhao did not dare to look down upon him. The third is because he immediately entered the official career and has a boundless future.
Zhao Yongfa is an old fox!
Zhao Yongfa left, and Zhao's mother stayed.
Fan Linlin and others were also very surprised about Zhao Beibei's pregnancy, and also happy for Zhao Beibei.
At this time, Zhao Beibei has accepted this reality and is very happy. Although Wang Dongfang is good, he is not his own.
However, the kind-hearted Zhao Beibei would definitely treat Wang Dongfang as his own.
Zhao Yongfa's speed is really fast. Wang Meng hasn't reported yet. In just two days, Zhao Yongfa actually bought the house, and it was the closest to the Meishi Group and an independent compound opposite the Meishi Group.
There are three three-story small buildings in the independent compound. This was originally the Beihai City Letters and Calls Office. Later, when the Letters and Calls Office moved out, the house was vacant.
I don't know what tactics Zhao Yongfa used, but he actually bought it.
Wang Meng estimated that Zhao Yongfa must have spent a lot of money.
It’s just that this yard is too big, right? Add up to more than 1,000 square meters.
But Zhao Yongfa still feels small. He wanted to bring the Zhao family, Fan family, and Li family together.
Zhao Yongfa did this for his daughter, and he also did it for the Yongfa Group.
The Fan family is a business family, and the Li family's background is not bad. The Zhao family is not bad. If the three companies work together, it seems difficult to build a business empire, but if they work together to expand their operations, it will be one thing. A lot of power.
Zhao Yongfa personally designs the decoration drawings, all of which are luxurious decorations.
He is going to build a swimming pool, basketball court and garden in the yard. Children’s entertainment facilities such as slides, swings, and jumping beds will be installed, and some fitness facilities for adults will also be set up.
Wang Meng was very convinced when he saw the drawing, he was worthy of being a rich man.
Wang Meng asked a key question, what about the garage?
Zhao Yongfa patted his forehead and said that he had ignored it, and regretted that he had bought a small house.
Wang Meng was completely speechless.
Fan's mother smiled bitterly and speechlessly for Zhao Yongfa's generous work, and Li Yinglong didn't say anything.
Wang Meng hurried to Beijing to report before entering the new house.
Zhao Yongfa strongly invited Wang Meng to live with him during his stay in Beijing, and Wang Meng agreed. But Wang Meng didn't want to live in Old Zhao's house. He had a deep prejudice against Old Zhao and didn't like Old Zhao very much. But he is his father-in-law, and he doesn't like it, and Wang Meng can't help it.
There are two big houses in the capital of Fanmu. Wang Meng has a place to live, so naturally he won't live in the old Zhao's house.
However, there are houses, but the party school has regulations, and all students must live on campus.
The National Party School is located in the western suburbs of Beijing.
The party school is very large, with green trees lined with beautiful flowers.
The playground on campus is really not small. There are track and field tracks, basketball courts, football fields, swimming pools, gymnasiums, libraries, and teaching buildings and office buildings.
There is also a small tree-lined garden and artificial lake on the campus.
Wang Meng fell in love with it as soon as he came in. He liked the atmosphere of the school. Although he said that his head hurts when he reads, in fact, that is just his rhetoric. Wang Meng actually likes to read. He hasn't been in school at all. If it were not for the accident, he would definitely have to go to university, even postgraduate entrance examination, master-doctoral studies.
Today is the registration day. At this time, there are a lot of people on campus, and they should all come to register to study. Among these people, men and women are not young, and the youngest are in their thirties.
These people are different in fat and thin, and there is a big difference in body shape. There are large and broad types, willow thin-waisted type, and moderately fat type. The expressions are also different, some are serious, some are Maitreya Buddha, and some are arrogant. There are many different poses, but the only thing in common is that they are well-dressed and infinitely powerful, regardless of male and female.
Wang Meng saw that these people are all cadres.
In front of the office building, there was a long line. There were five tables and a big parasol at the door, covering the five tables.
There is a sign on the table: Registration Office!
There are five middle-aged men sitting behind the desk, each with a serious expression, and they are going through the school admission procedures for the students.
Wang Meng looked at the scorching sun in the sky, wondering in his heart, why is this working in the open air? Is there no place in the office building?
"How is this office under the sun? We are here to learn, not for military training?" Someone in the crowd began to complain.
If there is a complaint, someone will complain.
The crowd soon roared.
With sharp eyes, Wang Meng suddenly saw several hidden cameras and sound-receiving devices in the flower ponds on both sides facing the queue.
Wang Meng's heart jumped. Could it be that this is an entrance examination.
Wang Meng suddenly understood that this is indeed an assessment, and this is the last assessment of the enrolled students by the party school. Although the political review and performance of the students who entered the party school have passed the test, the usual style of work can better reflect a person's true work attitude.
This is to assess the cadre’s quality, endurance, and attitude towards things. To put it bluntly, it is to assess your ideological consciousness and real side. Although you successfully enter the party school, the party school’s review is strict, but you can’t do it. Foolproof. A cadre who usually complains is definitely not a good cadre; a cadre who cannot endure hardship will never be a good public servant.
Wang Meng secretly admires that the leaders of this party school are really wise!
Wang Meng had a foreboding that those who complained would probably be fired. Many people think that after the political review, they are foolproof when they enter the National Party School. In fact, your behavior, words and deeds in the Party School are always assessed.
Really strict!
Wang Meng is not afraid of heat, but enjoys the scorching sun.
The warmth from the sun moisturizes Wang Meng's mental power, which makes him very comfortable.
There are also people with sweaty sweats, but they maintain a solemn demeanor. Such a cadre is definitely a good cadre, because they know the meaning of entering the party school, because they know the sacredness of the party. Without the party, there would be no New China.
The National Party School cannot be entered by just a single cadre. It is not a person with outstanding political achievements. It is absolutely impossible to enter the National Party School.
But no matter how rigorous the political review is, it is impossible to be comprehensive. Some people will also use various methods.
To put it bluntly, some people come here not to study but to gild.
However, the party school is also very humane.
At this time, several staff members distributed ice water on the spot to prevent heat stroke.
Although five staff members are reviewing, the progress is not fast.
Some cadres have left the team and ran to the shade to escape the heat.
Wang Meng stood still in the crowd, with no sweat on his body.
"Young people are in good health and resistant to heat!" Behind Wang Meng, a middle-aged man in his fifties who was very official looked at Wang Meng's back and sighed sincerely. He was already sweating. .
The middle-aged man is wearing a gray suit, white shirt, red tie, and big shiny shoes.
The middle-aged person is about 1.7 meters tall, has a well-proportioned figure, has a dark and rough skin, a dark face, sharp edges and corners, a straight mouth, sword eyebrows, stars, and a sophisticated color.
"You are not bad too, do you usually exercise? There are not many cadres like you now." Wang Meng grinned.
"Hehe, exercise? If going to the mountains and the countryside is considered exercise, then it is exercise." The middle-aged man also grinned, showing his neat little white teeth. The sweat on his face gathered in the wrinkles because of the wrinkles he laughed, forming beads of sweat, and rolled down.
"You are a good cadre!" Wang Meng said while looking at the middle-aged man. He didn't use powers, but he clearly saw that the person's blackness and roughness were completely the result of normal wind and sun. Not the result of Sunny Beach. A cadre who can often go to the mountains and the countryside to integrate into the people and appreciate the sentiments of the people shows that he is a good cadre who cares about the people.
Look at those cadres with white, tender skin and big bellies. At first glance, they are cadres who spend all day at work in the office blowing air-conditioning, and go out to sing and dance after get off work. How can such cadres be good public servants?
Wang Meng dare to say, to see if a cadre is a good cadre, one can tell by looking at his appearance. A cadre who is honest in his duties, hard-working, and puts the people in his heart will definitely not be a fat man in vain.
Of course, this is just Wang Meng's one-sided thought, not absolute.
"Hehe, I am very happy to be praised in this way for the first time, but I am ashamed, I feel that I haven't done enough!" The middle-aged man has a vicissitudes of life and his expression is full of helplessness.
"Hello, my name is Wang Meng, can I ask you where you work?" Wang Meng doesn’t know what the middle-aged man is helpless, but there must be something he wants to do that cannot be done for some reason, so he Will be very helpless.
"Hello! My name is Chang Baishan, the mayor of Fangkou City, Xijiang Province. Where are you located?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.
Wang Meng was taken aback, good fellow, this man is a mayor! The official is not small!
However, the name Changbaishan made Wang Meng amused, so why did you give it a place name?
"I said I have no officials and no jobs, do you believe it?" Wang Meng is really hard to answer. He is already no officials and no jobs.
"Haha! Don't fool me if you don't want to say it. The people who can study here are at least a division-level cadre, and they are absolutely rare. Basically, those who can come here are those above the deputy office. Look. You are so young, you should be a division-level cadre!" The middle-aged man laughed.
"Hey!" Wang Meng was noncommittal.
"You came in through the back door?" Chang Baishan suddenly asked in a low voice, with an expression that I understand you.
"You guessed it!" Wang Mengle said, didn't he just come in through the back door? Otherwise, he won't be able to come in if he is exhausted!
"No matter how you came in, you are still young and the road is still long. You must study hard and be a good cadre!" the middle-aged man said seriously.
"Thank you, I will." Wang Meng also nodded seriously, feeling that Chang Baishan is a good cadre.
In front of Wang Meng stood a tall and burly middle-aged man, about the same height as Wang Meng. This man is in a straight blue suit. Although his back is soaked with sweat, he still stands straight.
"Public security system? Have worked as a criminal police officer?" Wang Meng was bored, stabbing the man with a short head in front of him in the back.
The man turned his head, his square face was as sharp as a knife, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and the tiger eyes shone with alert and sharp light. The complexion is darker and rougher than that of Changbai Mountain. Although he has shaved his face, the marks of his hairy beard are still there.
The man's appearance in his forties, his small inch head couldn't stop the trace of sweat at all, his hair was shiny, and sweat slipped and fell onto his rough face.
"How do you know that I belong to the public security system? Have you ever worked as a criminal police officer?" The man looked at Wang Meng in surprise.
"I can smell the detective!" Wang Meng grinned.
The man was amused: "What does the detective smell like?"
"Hao Ran is righteous!" Wang Meng pointed at the man's right hand: "There are many calluses, the hand is always bent, and it is always placed at the waist. This is a habitual defensive posture of an experienced policeman, which can be pulled out at any time. The gun handles the crisis. Moreover, your right leg is always straight and your left leg is always relaxed. This is a habitual posture ready to attack at any time. Hey, I can also see that you have been a soldier." Wang Meng said.
"How do you know that I was a soldier?" The man looked at Wang Meng with surprise and curiosity.
"Because even those who graduated from police academy, the waist will not slip so straight, your left shoulder is a little slumped, this is the action of often carrying a gun. Moreover, it is a rifle. The soldier has been at least five years old, and it is every day. Carry a gun. You are not an armed policeman or a border guard!" Wang Meng said while examining the man.
"Yeah? You are so amazing! Hello! My name is Lin Qinghai, Director of the Criminal Investigation Division of Dongshan Province. I have worked as a border police for five years, and later became a criminal policeman in a place where he changed his job." Lin Qinghai looked surprised. Wang Meng stretched out his hand enthusiastically.
"You are a good policeman!" Wang Meng smiled and shook hands with him.
"How do you know that I am a good policeman?" Lin Qinghai shook Wang Meng's hand vigorously, and asked with a smile.
"Because you are a soldier!" Wang Meng blinked and said.
"Are you also a soldier?" Lin Qinghai is very smart, and Wang Meng who looks lazy and looks very unlike a soldier asked.
"Just so-so." Wang Meng said with a smile.
"A scout? Or a special soldier? Otherwise you would not have such a keen observation ability." Lin Qinghai's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked up and down Wang Meng, and said, "The standing posture is so casual...you are Special forces? Because only special forces are so silly."
"Do you want to be a fool?" Wang Meng rolled his eyes.
"Hahaha, I used the words improperly. I mean, the special forces cannot show the traces of soldiers because of their work needs, so they are like ordinary people." Lin Qinghai explained embarrassedly.
"Yes, with a unique vision and a boundless future!" Wang Meng patted Lin Qinghai's shoulder without seeing him and said.
Lin Qinghai is happy, and appreciates Wang Meng's familiarity. The key is that Wang Meng is also a soldier.
"Your name is Wang Meng? Which unit is from? Where are you now?" Lin Qinghai asked. As a criminal policeman, he has listened to all directions. He has just heard Wang Meng and Chang Baishan talking.
"You were a fool when you went back to the place as a criminal policeman? The special forces are a secret force, can I tell you?" Wang Meng began to roll his eyes again.
"Hehehe! Look at me, I'm really stupid." Lin Qinghai suddenly realized that he patted his forehead with a slap, his sweat splashed everywhere.
"Hahaha, I forgive you!" Wang Meng said boldly.
Lin Qinghai laughed, even Chang Baishan laughed. The two thought that Wang Meng, a young man, was very interesting.
"Lin Qinghai? I really want to hear this name. By the way, you are Lin Qinghai, who has been rated as one of the top ten outstanding police officers in the country for three consecutive years?" Chang Baishan asked suddenly.
"Hello, Mayor Chang! It's me, that's an honor given to me in the organization. I am ashamed and feel that I have not done enough!" Lin Qinghai smiled and stretched out his hand to Chang Baishan.
"You kid! I don't know how to start? How to apply my words? I want to sue you for infringement." Chang Baishan smiled and shook hands with Lin Qinghai.
"You are forty this year, right?" Chang Baishan asked, looking at Lin Qinghai.
"Hey! I'm the elder, in fact, I'm only thirty-five this year." Old Lin Qinghai blushed and said.
"Working in the front line, sleeping in the wind, eating and sleeping in the wind and the sun, it is normal to be mature." Chang Baishan said, looking at Wang Meng: "You guy hasn't worked for a few years. You work in an office building all the year round, right?"
Wang Meng curled his lips: "Nonsense, I was born as a small fresh meat, I can't see through the wind and sun!"
Wang Meng's rhyming words amused Chang Baishan and Lin Qinghai with an expression of disbelief.
"Really! I am also a criminal policeman, Beihai city criminal policeman, I have also filmed a documentary! Have you seen the Chinese criminal policeman?" Wang Meng was unhappy and gave an example.
Lin Qinghai's eyes widened at this time, staring at Wang Meng, and suddenly exclaimed: "Yeah! It's you, why do I look familiar with you? You are our police idol!" /
Lin Qinghai was excited, an expression that finally saw a living idol.
"It's really you? I've watched that movie too. It's not bad, no wonder you can enter the party school!" Chang Baishan also remembered, and looked at Wang Meng appreciatively.
"Cut, do you reply this time?" Wang Meng huffed his arrogantly, a demonic look of ambition.
Chang Baishan is speechless.
Lin Qinghaihao didn't mind, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, hugged Wang Meng, and took a selfie.
"I'll go! There is a charge for taking pictures with me!" Wang Meng barked his teeth, but he was very cooperative and put on a cute look.
"Looking back, I will invite you to dinner. Don't tell me to violate your portrait rights." After the photo was taken, Lin Qinghai said wittily.
"Deal! Quanjude Roast Duck!" Wang Meng swallowed his saliva and said, the goods were hungry.
"Xiaolin's salary is low, please!" Chang Baishan is very open and bright. He appreciates the two young people in front of him from the heart. There are too few such pragmatic young people nowadays.
"The deal, I have no money anyway!" Wang Meng was in distress.
"Ah! I suddenly remembered, Wang Meng, you are a rich man!" Suddenly, Chang Baishan grabbed Wang Meng's hand tightly and said.
Wang Meng was startled: "What are you kidding? Where did my little detective get the money?"
"Don’t fool me, I’m watching the news every day. Your wife has a big group. Your kid invested in the establishment of a nationwide chain-supporting enterprise with an investment of hundreds of billions. Do you think I don’t know?" Chang Baishan laughed aloud. Looking at Wang Meng, Wang Meng's lie was exposed.
"You said that this media is also true now, I don't think it can be low-key!" Wang Meng said with a bitter expression.
"Acknowledged? Hey, please come back!" Chang Baishan was happy and chased after him.
"I haven't eaten Quanjude Roast Duck yet? Thanks, big star!" Lin Qinghai fell into trouble.
Chang Baishan and Lin Qinghai both know that a person like Wang Meng is not bad for money. At this time, whoever will not slaughter the big business, the key is that the three are all good people and sympathize with each other.
"The Mala Tang in Beijing is very delicious. Or, should I ask you to eat Mala Tang?" Wang Meng said with beautiful eyes flashing.
Cough cough cough, Chang Baishan and Lin Qinghai were choked with saliva.
A more chapter will be added today, a total of four, which is complete. The outbreak begins tomorrow. Seeking support!