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Lu Qiang glared: "What are you talking about! Your uncle Yang is my colleague, what do you call uncle if you don't?"
Seeing that Lu Rui's complexion was not very good-looking, Yang Luo hurriedly said with a smile: "You should call me Brother Yang, so it sounds good to me. If you call me Uncle, it will sound awkward to me."
Hearing Yang Luo's words, Lu Rui's expression became better, "It's not too bad."
Lu Qiang shook his head helplessly, looked at Yang Luo and said, "How about what I told you last time?"
"What's the matter?" Yang Luo asked.
Lu Qiang said: "It's about Lu Rui's work."
Yang Luo suddenly realized, "I forgot."
Lu Qiang's face darkened, and when he was about to speak, Yang Luo smiled and said, "Don't be so dark, just let Lu Rui go directly tomorrow."
"What are you talking about?" Lu Rui asked.
Lu Qiang said: "I asked Brother Yang to find you a job."
"What job?" Lu Rui's eyes lit up.
"Hotel!" Lu Qiang said softly.
"Dad! After all, your daughter is also a top student at Fudan University, and she actually asked me to be a waiter." Lu Rui was very dissatisfied with her father's arrangement.
Lu Qiang said: "Don't always look at the height of the mountain. Just like me, if I can get to today, why don't I start as an ordinary policeman? Could it be that I am the chief when I go to work?"
Lu Rui sat next to Lu Qiang, her legs folded together, a section of her calf was exposed under her pajama pants, her feet in sandals looked like white jade, and her pink and round toes kept beating.
Yang Luo only glanced at it, then hurriedly looked away. Yesterday, I was so excited by Li Sxi, and now I really can't bear to see Lu Rui's appearance, but fortunately, no one noticed his expression.
Lu Rui complained and said: "Dad! I'm not talking about you. Look at my classmates. If it doesn't matter, I'm looking for them desperately. But what about you? You can arrange me with just one sentence. You'd rather let me Stay at home and don't make arrangements for me."
Lu Qiang narrowed his eyes and roared: "What do you call it? They are them and I am me. You must have principles in life. If you don't have principles, what's the point of being a human being."
Lu Rui's exquisite little face also tensed up, "Why are you shouting, I'm your daughter, why don't you think about it for me. Now you have the right to use it, and when you lose the right, it will be too late."
Lu Qiang stood up abruptly, just about to get angry, Yang Luo hurriedly said: "Old Lu! What are you doing, sit down and talk." Lu Qiang snorted and sat down.
Yang Luo smiled and said: "I have a friend who is the second generation of officials. We were still in high school at that time. One day he found me and told me that he wanted to start his own business. I said you are really full, wait After you graduate from university, your father will arrange a job for you right away, so you can start a business." Speaking of this, he looked at Lu Rui, "Do you know what he told me at that time?"
Lu Rui shook her head blankly, "How do you say it?"
Yang Luo said softly: "You can have it without working hard, and it will be a pity when you get old. So I have to fight for it if I want it, so that people can live a wonderful life."
Lu Rui bowed her head in thought for a while, Yang Luo picked up the cigarette on the coffee table and lit it, and then said: "A few years later, he really succeeded, and with his own hands, he got everything he wanted. When we were together When I was there, he said something to me again, which touched me a lot.¡±
"What do you say?" Lu Rui asked, even Lu Qiang pricked up his ears.
Yang Luo took a puff of cigarette, "He just took the path arranged by his parents at that time. If he didn't work hard, he couldn't go far. Because in this world, the only thing that can be obtained without hard work is age."
Lu Rui lowered her head and said nothing, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
At this time, Hai Jing came out of the kitchen with the fried dishes, "Let's eat!"
Lu Qiang stood up and said: "Come on! Lao Yang! Let's have a drink." After speaking, he asked Hai Jing to get the wine.
Yang Luo and Lu Qiang didn't finish drinking until almost 12 o'clock. When Yang Luo was about to leave, Lu Rui suddenly walked up to him and said, "You're right, nothing can be achieved without hard work. The hotel Where is your address? I will report tomorrow."
Hai Jing looked at Lu Rui suspiciously, not knowing what Yang Luo said to her, which made her suddenly enlightened.
However, a gratified smile appeared on Lu Qiang's face, and he secretly gave Yang Luo a thumbs up.
Yang Luo pursed his lips, looked left and right, and found a phone book and a ballpoint pen on the coffee table. Go over to pick it up, write a few words in the phone book, and hand it to Lu Rui.
theCome in, "Ju Lu! Bureau Yang!"
"How is it?" Lu Qiang asked.
Li Xin said with a smile: "I really have to admire Ju Yang. This letter was indeed written by Zhou Hongmei to Liang Sibo."
Lu Qiang looked at Yang Luo and said, "What should we do now?"
Yang Luo stood up, "Go see Zhou Hongmei, this woman must be hiding something."
Lu Qiang nodded: "I will go with you."
Several people came to the detention room and saw that Zhou Hongmei was much more haggard than the previous few days, and her delicate and shiny face was now a little sallow.
Zhou Hongmei sat on the bed, just glanced at Yang Luo, then lowered her head.
Yang Luo pouted, "Zhou Hongmei! I bring you a gift."
Zhou Hongmei still lowered her head and said nothing, Yang Luo put the love letter in front of Zhou Hongmei, "Let's have a look!"
Zhou Hongmei didn't have any expression on her face, she picked it up and looked at it, "What do you mean?"
Dong Yuluo said coldly: "You wrote this letter to Liang Sibo, right?"
Zhou Hongmei shook her head: "No!"
Yang Luo sat down on the edge of the bed: "I can tell you that the higher-ups have already sent people to the United States, so I don't need to tell you what to do."
Zhou Hongmei's face changed a bit, but she quickly returned to normal, "It's none of my business."
Yang Luo said with a smile: "It's none of your business, but it's about your son."
Zhou Hongmei's body trembled, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Yang Luo put away his smile, and said coldly: "You should be a smart woman, do you even need to ask? Tell me what you know, and your son will be credited for this, otherwise he will die."
Zhou Hongmei's face changed completely. She could ignore Wang Shuyun's death, or not care about her own life and death, but she couldn't help but care about her son's life. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com