Vol 8 Chapter 1245: Father and son

Officials of the city of sy, no less than 30, and the deputy mayor was almost completely wiped out by a net. But why is Wang Xinmin still able to sit firmly in this position without any slight movement? In fact, Wang Xinmin is still a good official. In the battle between Jinjia and Yunjia, there has been no actual participation. In other words, he is more intelligent and has not been pulled into the water.
Ye Qian certainly knows this, otherwise he will not let Wang Xinmin just now. Ye Qian’s practice is not to see Wang Xinmin, but to those who look below. Ye Qian believes that they still have no The people of Shaojin or Yunjia, so that the news can be quickly transmitted to the ears of these two. When they learned that their deputy mayor dared to fight with Wang Xinmin, maybe they would immediately draw themselves.
Upon hearing Wang Xinmin's words, Ye Qian smiled slightly and said: "I just came to sy city, and I can't do anything. I don't know too much about other things. I am a little familiar with this matter. Let me do it. I also want to contribute to the development of the city of sy, I think, the mayor will not give me a chance."
After Wang Xinmin stunned, he said: "The deputy Mayor Ye can have this heart. I am naturally very happy. Well, this matter will be handed over to you. All relevant departments must unconditionally support Yemen City. Long work, do you know? Vice Mayor Ye, you have to worry too much. What is needed, even with me, I will do everything to satisfy you."
"Thank you, the mayor." Ye Qian said, "If that is the case, then I will arrange the work first. This matter cannot be delayed. I don't want to participate in the meeting. You continue to discuss, if there is any work arrangement, my The secretary will tell me later." Then he turned to look at Tian Tian and said, "Oda, I will record all the contents of the mayor's speech. I will watch it again when I come back. I have to be naked. ?"
"Yes!" Tian Tian should have a voice, but in her heart, there is some worry for Ye Qian. The sight of Stone Mountain is obvious. It is a hot potato at first glance, but Ye Qian is going to take it on his own body. This is not It’s boring. But she is a secretary, what can she say? Since Ye Qian did this, she only has to follow him well.
Wang Xinmin saw Ye Qian take such a headache. He did not say anything about Ye Qian’s attitude. He nodded slightly and indicated that Ye Qian could leave first. Ye Qian snorted and smirked, grinned, got up and went out.
After Ye Qian left the hotel, Jin Weihao also got out of bed after a long time. After washing, he took a taxi and walked straight to the cemetery. I haven’t been home for a long time. Since I came back, the first thing I have to do is to go to worship my mother, the poor woman.
The cemetery is on a hill in the suburb of Dongmen, sy city, far from the city, just an ordinary cemetery. When Jin Weihao’s mother died, Jin Weihao was still very young. The Jin family did not let her enter the Jin family’s cemetery. Moreover, she did not care about her death. It was a sigh of relief. Where does the young Jin Weihao have money to find a good cemetery for his mother? In this era when the house where the dead lived was even more expensive than the house where the living was living, Jin Weihao could only beg for a bit of money and bought a cemetery for his mother.
There is nothing so luxurious and luxurious funeral. It can be said that there is no funeral at all. Jin Weihao alone took the mother's ashes up the mountain and buried it. The Jin family did not even have a look at it, which caused a lot of trauma in his young mind. There was no firecracker, no drums, no crying, only silent sobbing. Jin Weihao spent three days and three nights in front of his mother’s grave. The tears also drained. He told himself that one day he would let his mother The ashes were buried in the cemetery of the Jin family, and the Jin family wanted to come and apologize to their mother.
If we say that Jin Weihao still had such a little gratitude to the Jin family, then, after this incident, that little gratitude has completely disappeared. He didn't understand why there were people in this world who were so embarrassed. Why did the man not even ignore his own woman's death, but he could still marry the emperor and the house.
Unknowingly, the car had already stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Jin Weihao took the money and walked up the hill. I went to buy some of the supplies of worship, paper money and firecrackers, and then walked toward my mother's grave. Because there is not much money, the grave has to buy the most common kind, and it is in a small corner. If you don't pay attention, it will even be forgotten.
Once, this glamorous woman in China, how many rich families rushed, but she chose Kim Jong-Ping. Is this right or wrong? No one is sure, maybe in her heart, she has never regretted it. Otherwise, she will not say to Jin Weihao when she is dying. Let Jin Weihao not blame Kim Jong-Ping.
Red, dead bones!
When I got to the grave, I saw some weeds that grew by the side of the grave, which was particularly bleak. On the tombstone, her life is dead, and there is a photo of her life. The beauty is heartbreaking.
Jin Weihao did not speak, squatted down and silently pulled the weeds next to him and threw them away. Pulled out very carefully, even if it was a little grass that just showed his head, Jin Weihao did not let it go. About half an hour later, Jin Weihao stopped working and looked at it with satisfaction. Without the weeds, it looked much cleaner. However, suddenly I felt that it was wrong, and it seemed more bleak to get rid of these weeds. Slightly wrinkled his brow, Jin Weihao slowly slammed down, lit the firecrackers, and burned paper money.
"Mom, I am back, sorry, I haven't seen you for so long." Jin Weihao said with a whimper. "You are alone here, you must be lonely. Sorry, your son has no interest. I haven't finished you yet." My wish, I know, although you have never said it, but I know very well that in your heart, I have always thought about going to the door of the Jin family, right? You can rest assured that I have already begun preparations, no need. How long will I let them pick you up in person and then yell at you in front of you to admit your mistakes."
After saying this, Jin Weihao did not speak any more, bowed his head and burned paper money silently, but his face was absolutely firm and his eyes filled with deep resentment.
Suddenly, Jin Weihao’s brow slightly stunned and stunned. However, it did not turn around, still silently burning paper money.
A middle-aged man slowly came over and followed four people behind him. Although he did not deliberately create any momentum, there was a forced force that could not breathe. Jin Weihao did not speak, did not even look up, he knew who it was, and the resentment in his eyes became more and more intense.
"The beast, go back with me." The middle-aged man shouted, his expression did not have any kind of love between father and son, and his attitude was very serious. This middle-aged man is not someone else. It is Jin Weihao’s father, Jin Zheng’s current owner, Jin Zhengping. Jin Weihao’s grandfather, Jin Dingshan, still retires behind the scenes. He rarely asks about Jin’s affairs, and is basically handled by Kim Jong-ping.
"Go back? Hey, where are you going?" Jin Weihao sneered, and said sadly, "I have no home, my home was ruined by the irresponsible man more than a decade ago. I don't have it." Home, where are you going?"
"Don't force me to do it." Jin Zhengping frowned slightly, and snorted, and said that his eyes were screaming.
"Why are you pretending? You haven’t already ordered me to kill me? Why are you here with me? I want to do it with my hands. My life is not worth it. I have only been there for a long time." Jin Weihao Slowly raised his head, got up, stared at Kim Jong-Ping and said, "Come on, start, how? Don't you dare?"
Kim Jong-ping snorted coldly, no matter how unrequited he was, and he was not willing to fight with Jin Weihao in front of Kim’s mother. "When do you want to make trouble, things have passed for so many years, can you not be safe? Go back with me, as long as you don't leave the Jin family in the future, I can guarantee your safety, no one will move you. At the end of the day, Kim Jong-ping’s tone was still a bit soft.
In any case, he is always his own son. Kim Jong-Ping has seen his experiences in the Jin family with his own eyes. If it is not chilling, it is impossible. For Jin Weihao, even if he is absolutely unrequited, there will always be a little bit of embarrassment in his heart. It is precisely because of this insignificant embarrassment, so he came over today, hoping to bring Jin Weihao back.
"I am trouble? Is it going to make trouble? From small to big, what am I doing wrong? No matter what I do, you are not pleasing to the eye. What I do is wrong. From small to big, you have a look." Have you seen me? You look at my eyes. I will never forget my whole life. The kind of indifference, the kind of disregard, is like a sharp blade stuck in my heart, full of ridicule and disdain. Let me go back with you? Go back and continue to endure Such a look? If so, I would rather die here, at least, I can be with my mother forever." Jin Weihao is a bit hysterical, "Jin Zhengping, or you will kill me today, or me. It will definitely make you regret it."
"Do you really think that I dare not kill you?" Kim Jong-ping snorted, and the killing in his eyes became more and more intense. It seems that as long as there is no word, it will really kill Jin Weihao, and the four people behind him are also a very guarded sè.