dognovel Chapter 998 My Son Has Made It Great
Chapter 998 My Son Has Made It Great
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After Wang Tiezhu finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.
Seeing this, Liu Dong was still somewhat unwilling and shouted at Zhang Hong, "What are you looking at? This is your relative. Go and put in a good word for her."
Zhang Hong quickly chased after him for a few steps, reaching the doorway, but after opening her mouth several times, she didn't know what to say.
Finally, he stopped and turned back to Liu Dong, gritting his teeth, and said, "It's right that they cut ties with us. Before, when I wanted to visit relatives, you always looked down on me."
Now that they're rich, they want to curry favor with them, but it's too late.
If you had listened to me before, things wouldn't have come to this. I... I'm too ashamed to beg you."
you!
Liu Dong begged Wang Tiezhu for forgiveness, but not only did he not get his wish, his old face was trampled on and rubbed into the ground.
They were already furious and embarrassed.
But he didn't dare to vent his anger on Wang Tiezhu. When he heard Zhang Hong say this about him, he raised his hand and slapped her.
He cursed, "You son of a bitch, I've been giving you too much face!"
pop~
A clear slap sounded.
Zhang Hong covered her face, looking at Liu Dong in disbelief. This was in the police station, how dare he still lay a hand on her?
Even though he was clearly in the wrong, he still resorted to violence.
The anger that had been suppressed inside him suddenly erupted, and he reached out with both hands to grab Liu Dong's face.
Ah ~
Liu Dong was caught off guard and his face was scratched. He felt a burning sensation on his face, and when he touched it, it felt sticky. He also felt a stinging pain from the wound touching salt.
I looked at my hands; both hands were covered in blood.
His eyes turned red in an instant, and he kicked Zhang Hong in the stomach, cursing, "Fuck your mother! I've been supporting you, and you still dare to scratch my face! I'll beat you to death, you stinking woman!"
Ah ~
Zhang Hong was kicked and fell to the ground, clutching her stomach in pain and curling up into a ball.
Liu Dong pounced on her, straddled her, grabbed Zhang Hong's hair with one hand, and slapped her repeatedly while cursing her.
Liu Bin snapped out of his shock; the series of changes had happened so fast that he hadn't even had time to react.
Seeing his father hitting his mother, he quickly went forward and grabbed Liu Dong's arm to try to pull them apart.
Liu Dong was furious. When he saw his son pulling him, he cursed loudly, "Let go, you bastard! You've gone too far! I raised you, and now you're making a fool of yourself because of your own problems!"
"If you had any ambition, if you were a billionaire, would Wang Tiezhu dare to talk to me like that?"
As she was speaking, her son abruptly pulled her up.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
He became even angrier and slapped Liu Bin across the face.
Seeing this, Zhang Hong got up and tried to pull Liu Dong away, saying, "Don't hit your son. What does this have to do with your son? It's all your fault..."
The family was making a ruckus inside the house.
Before Wang Tiezhu even stepped out of the building, he heard the commotion coming from the conference room.
However, he never paused for a moment.
Just as I reached the entrance of the building, Zhang Fang came out of an office and said with a smile, "Come sit in my office for a bit."
Ok?
Wang Tiezhu was somewhat surprised. Last time, the two of them worked together to deal with Li Shouxin, and after the incident, Zhang Fang deliberately distanced himself from him.
Now they're actually inviting me.
He instinctively became alert, frowning as he asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Fang laughed and said, "Can't we chat if there's nothing wrong?"
Wang Tiezhu thought about the inevitable security issues that would arise once the scenic area opened, and not wanting to escalate the conflict, he forced a smile and said, "Then let's talk."
He dislikes socializing, especially social interactions that are boring and require him to put on a show.
The moment he stepped into the director's office, he suddenly felt like he had grown up.
I've learned to play along.
Zhang Fang invited Wang Tiezhu to sit down on the sofa, and then busied himself making tea: "I have a packet of good tea here, which was originally intended as a gift for my father-in-law."
You're in luck this time.
Let me make you a cup first.
Wang Tiezhu frowned slightly. He could sense the goodwill that Zhang Fang was deliberately trying to convey, and even his attempt to ingratiate himself.
But this wasn't what he liked, and he also vaguely sensed that Zhang Fang had ulterior motives.
He instinctively became more vigilant again.
His mind raced, but he maintained a smile and replied, "It's an honor, I'm flattered."
Zhang Fang brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup for Wang Tiezhu, and said with a smile, "Come, taste the tea and see how it tastes."
Wang Tiezhu knew nothing about tea. He picked it up, took a small sip, and found it a bit too hot and slightly astringent, with a faint tea aroma in the aftertaste. He nodded and said, "It's quite good."
Zhang Fang gave a thumbs up: "You're an expert, you know your tea. I'll give you half later, you can take it home and drink it."
Wang Tiezhu felt increasingly uneasy. He took a small sip of his tea and said, "You're too kind. If there's anything you need my help with, or anything I can do to help you, just let me know."
Zhang Fang stood up, took out a small wooden box, opened the box, and inside were two porcelain jars. The jars were exquisite, like ceramic handicrafts.
He carefully lifted a porcelain jar with both hands, then took out a roll of toilet paper and wrapped it layer by layer.
Then he put it in a bag, walked up to Wang Tiezhu, and gently placed it on the coffee table: "Take this with you when you leave."
Seeing how carefully the other party handled the porcelain jar, Wang Tiezhu felt even more that the jar of tea was quite valuable.
He felt even more uneasy: "How could I dare take it if you do this? What's going on?"
Zhang Fang smiled and said, "We worked together to rid the people of this scourge, and I got a promotion and a raise as a way of thanking you."
……
Wang Tiezhu felt increasingly uneasy. If he was grateful, he should have expressed it before, but not only did he not say anything during their last meeting, he also tried to distance himself from him.
Reducing contact in the future is practically the same as severing ties.
Now they're using this as an excuse to send gifts.
The purpose is far more than that.
Zhang Fang smiled and said, "Don't look at me like that. I'm telling the truth. I'll invite you for drinks often in the future. You go back first today. I'll go check on that family in the conference room to see what's going on."
And you still need to go out for drinks with him frequently?
Wang Tiezhu was even more puzzled. He stood up and walked out, full of doubts.
Zhang Fang picked up the bag on the table, quickly caught up with Wang Tiezhu, and stuffed it into Wang Tiezhu's hand: "Take this."
Wang Tiezhu wanted to refuse, but before he could hand it back, Zhang Fang turned and left quickly.
He wasn't given a chance to refuse at all.
Looking at the bag in her hand, and then at Zhang Fang's departing figure, she felt even more uneasy.
He carried the bag out of the police station, got into the van, and started the car.
Seeing that her son was not speaking, Zhang Xia became a little anxious: "Is everything settled?"
Wang Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was an inquiry about Liu Dong's family: "It's settled, it's been mediated. It's their responsibility that Liu Dong and his group caused trouble at our house and were bitten by the dog."
They will pay for their own medical expenses.
Zhang Xia breathed a sigh of relief; this was better than she had expected. Looking at the bag in Wang Tiezhu's hand, she asked, "What's inside?"
Wang Tiezhu handed the bag in his hand to his mother: "Tea, good tea."
Zhang Xia opened the bag and saw the porcelain jar wrapped in toilet paper inside. She couldn't help but exclaim, "The bottle is very beautiful. The tea inside must be very expensive."
Who gave it to you?
Wang Tiezhu pointed inside the police station: "Their station chief insisted on giving me a can of tea."
what?
Zhang Xia exclaimed in surprise: "My God, my son has made something of himself! Even the director wants to give you gifts."
And the gift was expensive!