Chapter 850: Deputy Secretary Huang (1)

Yang Zimei followed Zeng Tianhua out of the antique street.
"Niuniu, wait here, I'll drive over."
Zeng Tianhua told her to stand at the street and wait, then went to the parking lot to drive.
Yang Zimei had to wait, while passing by to passers-by.
A black Audi stopped in front of her. A man, about 50 years old, with a slightly fat body and a good spirit, carried a black briefcase and walked out.
Yang Zimei looked at this person very familiar, but could not remember where he had seen it, so he used Tianyan, and found that the man was actually Huang Huasen, deputy secretary of the Guangyuan Municipal Party Committee.
For the name of Huang Huasen, Yang Zimei is no stranger to the last life.
This man has always been prosperous in the official transportation and reached the vice chairman of the Standing Committee of the Central Committee. He is usually found in newspapers and television.
This person's reputation among the people is also very good. He is a real person who has done a lot of popular projects during his career.
She used to look at his image in the media. Now she met face to face, and she couldn't recognize it all at once.
However, at this time Huang Huasen Yintang had a black line running across it, which was a sign of looting.
Just when she wanted to use Tianyan to see what disaster would happen to him, a black unlicensed van came galloping and ran directly into Huang Huasen who was calling by the road ...
Yang Zimei didn't want to think about it. One leap forward, grabbed his arm, threw him aside, and avoided the collision of the van.
The van saw that it was not hit, and left in a hurry!
Huang Huasen was shocked. The hand holding the phone was shaking, his face was pale, and his lips were blue.
The driver in the Audi car hurriedly got out of the car and helped him to ask, "Secretary Huang, have you been injured?"
After all, Huang Huasen has been in the officialdom for decades, and has seen many big scenes. The psychological quality is very strong. He calmed down his frightened mood a little, and said to the driver, "I'm okay. Immediately let people take that. A van stopped it. I want to see who killed me! "
"Yes."
The driver hurried to call the police.
After Huang Huasen calmed down, he was grateful to Yang Zimei who still looked indifferent, "Thank you little girl, without you, I would almost be killed."
Yang Zimei pouted and smiled, "It's just a hand."
Huang Huasen remembered that just now she stretched out her hand as if she had huge power, but she used it cleverly to avoid the collision of the van lightly, but she didn't stumble.
He looked at Yang Zimei carefully.
In this way, why does a beautiful little girl look so beautiful and have so much power?
He thought about it again. When he called just now, he also saw her.
She was standing at Gongshijiekou, about ten steps away from her. Just before the van came to her about five steps, she suddenly bumped into him.
He only vaguely felt the white shadow flashing, and she pulled herself out.
Thinking of it this way, she seemed to be faster than the van.
how can that be?
Is it true that experts say that in certain emergency situations, people will perform actions beyond ordinary capabilities?
But no matter what, he was rescued by this little girl today.
Seeing her indifferent look, Hao didn't take the matter of saving people into mind, as lightly as she said, but it was just a trivial matter.