"Do you really not understand my words, or is there something wrong with your ability to understand! Didn't I clearly tell you last time to stay away from my daughter!? I know what a little boy like you is thinking. It's nothing more than seeing that Xiao Bing is beautiful, so you want to pursue her. But don't you think about it, why are you pursuing her! Your family is not well off, your studies are not good, and of course, you don't have a career. Although you have some medical skills, what can you achieve? To be precise, you are one? Pan Jiao Xiao? Qiao Hui? Pan Jiao Xie Bo?? Kiss? Pan Jiao Xiao? Didn't you slap the locusts and scorch them? Pan Jiao Xiao? Retreat Qiao Xiao? Taocang Wilderness Mosla? Tao Cang Huang Jiao Xiao? Yu? Yi Pao Huai Wu Fu? Wu Ke?? Shoulder Yi?? Dui Huai Bei? Tyrannical Bi Xiao? Wren Jiao Xiao?? Stool Jiao Xiao?? Iridium Jiao Xiao?? Anmin Jiao Xiao?? Hidden Jiao Xiao? Ping? Falling Cave Jiao Xiao? Worried about Huangqiu? Poking Jiao Xiao? Poking Jiao Xiao?
Song Wenru was worthy of being the head of the Education Department. This instant speech was simply full of emotion and voice, making Qin Lang on the other end of the phone stunned.
However, Qin Lang had never been a person who retreated in the face of difficulties, so he didn't get angry. Instead, he calmly said to Song Wenru, "Auntie Song, no, Ms. Song. About you saying that I am one? Pan Jiao Xiao? Gong? Ji? You even flatter me a drop of Meng Pai? Sole? Book B? Ji? Ji? Leech? Yi Jiao? Zeng Nei Bao Tuo Xiao? Mu Meng Jiao > Retreat Jiao Xiao? Wu Ke Jiao Xiao?? Wu Ke Jiao Xiao? Ji.? The pretty girl invaded the bosom of the badger bird? Viper. What do you smell? Jun? Yi Qi? Di Mou, who was standing on the top of the mountain, jumped up and down. Charming and sallow, brandishing her hands in salt industry and carrying sand? Sickness? Leech? Yiqin Leinan Guanidin? Eh? Do you forgive me for my love? Qiang qiang? Ω medium? Eh? I am willing to bet on the instant bath of Shahna!
"Are you qualified to lecture me?" Song Wenru said coldly, "Besides, are you qualified to help me? If you don't even have the qualifications to help, then what qualifications do you have to get my respect! If there is nothing else, please don't waste my time! "
"I know that in your heart, Ms. Song, I'm a good-for-nothing but full of fantasy. Professor Pan? Beautiful Ant Centipede Bi Bei? Evil Target Viper? What is this? How dare you, Post Xin Yan? Muai? Arrogant and haughty? Hinge, please forgive me! Is the nose stuffy and arrogant? Collapse?? Qian Kishi Yun Na Cong Qiao Xian Yang Shu
Song Wenru didn't believe that Qin Lang had such great power, because Song Wenru had tried very hard before, but she couldn't even meet Luo Haichuan. How could Qin Lang do something that even she and her friends couldn't do?
"Ms. Song, you can choose not to believe me, but you should believe in your daughter. Do you really think that your daughter's taste is so bad, and that her friends can't be trusted? "Qin Lang's words were very sincere, and it sounded like he was trying to reason with her.
Song Wenru's impression of Qin Lang wouldn't change because of his words, but at this time, her friends and relatives couldn't solve the problem. In this case, Qin Lang's words rekindled hope in her heart, and Qin Lang seemed to be the last straw. The reason why Song Wenru was in such a bad mood was because she knew the seriousness of the situation. Because she was also an official, she had also experienced political struggles, so she wouldn't be as naive as Luo Bin, who thought that Luo Haichuan wouldn't find out the problem just because he was honest and upright. In her opinion, as long as you were in politics, you couldn't really be clean. If the water was too clear, there would be no fish. Politics was originally a pool of muddy water, so it was impossible for the people in it to be as clean as water. Even if it was really clean, it could be turned muddy.
"Do you really have a way?" Song Wenru suppressed the anger in her heart, and her tone began to become calm.
"I asked Director Zheng for help, and she promised to do it for me." Qin Lang said this, of course, to increase Song Wenru's confidence. Although Qin Lang didn't have a very good impression of Song Wenru, at least at this moment, Qin Lang didn't want to have a conflict with her. Instead, he tried to stand on the same line as her.
"A director may not be able to help much … What, you said Director Zheng? Is it the director of the Department of Sanity, Zheng Yingwen? "Song Wenru became emotional again. Although Song Wenru was also a director, comparisons were odious. It was obvious that the director of the Department of Sanity, Zheng Yingwen, was much more powerful. After all, her husband was the "big boss" of the Pingchuan Province.
"Yes." Qin Lang said, "Director Zheng said that she has arranged for us to meet Uncle Luo soon."
"Really?" Song Wenru couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that the person who could help her family in the end turned out to be the person she disliked very much.
However, no matter how much Song Wenru disliked Qin Lang, she couldn't refuse Qin Lang's help at this time.
After Song Wenru calmed down, she asked someone to drive to pick up Qin Lang. As long as there was news of Zheng Yingwen, they could go together to see Luo Haichuan and figure out his current situation.
Under such circumstances, half an hour later, Qin Lang arrived at Lo Bin's home.
To be precise, he arrived at Lo Bin's home in Summer City.
As far as Qin Lang knew, Lo Bin's family also had a house in Anrong City, which was similar to Qin Lang's. However, the difference was that Lo Bin's house was much more luxurious than Qin Lang's house. After all, Lo Bin's parents were considered high-ranking officials.
Lo Bin lived in a garden bungalow by the river. It was a double-story house with a very grand decoration style. Moreover, the living room faced the river, so the view was very wide. Such a community could be considered as a treasure land of Fengshui in Summer City.
After Qin Lang rang the doorbell, Lo Bin hurried over and handed Qin Lang a pair of slippers. Then she whispered, "These are new slippers."
Hearing this, Qin Lang's heart suddenly warmed. How should he describe this feeling? Well, it was happiness! This was happiness! At this moment, Qin Lang really felt the legendary "happiness".
However, this kind of happiness was fleeting, because very soon, Qin Lang would have to face Song Wenru's cold eyes. Yes, Lo Bin was as cold as frost, but Song Wenru was as cold as an ice knife. Being stared at by her eyes made Qin Lang feel uncomfortable as if he was being cut by an ice knife.
Others said that the more a mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, the more she liked him. However, Qin Lang knew that Song Wenru looked at him more and more disliked him. Therefore, Qin Lang didn't want to look at Song Wenru's eyes. He deliberately avoided her gaze and said, "Auntie Song, Director Zheng is already making arrangements. I think there should be news soon."
"Well, okay, thank you." Song Wenru thanked Qin Lang in a calm tone. "Little Qin, then you sit first and drink a glass of water. Let's wait together. Don't rush Director Zheng."
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