Reborn Genius Rich Second Generation

"Not tomorrow. I have to take my sister to school tomorrow to register. Next time, I will invite you another day. How about that?"

"It's okay, bye bye."

"Bye bye." Watching Huang Li's Ferrari drive away, Ma Fang leaned on his police car, his face no longer as heroic as before, pouting, and kept pulling the door handle.

The next day, the sun was scorching hot.

Huang Li took Qingqing to school to register. Wang Qiang had become very familiar with Qingqing these days. He said with a smile that he would pick up and drop off Qingqing when she went to school.

Huang Li took Qingqing with him in a sports car. When he was approaching Haiding Middle School, many people gathered in front of him and the traffic jam was blocked.

Anyway, it was not far from the school. Huang Li and Wang Qiang parked their cars on the side, got out of the car and walked over together.

I heard yelling and crying in the distance. When I walked into the crowd, I saw that there was a dispute between the urban management and the vendors.

Several urban management officials surrounded a man and kicked and punched him. There were some broken watermelons scattered on the ground. A woman was sitting on the ground, crying.

Wang Qiang suddenly became angry. In broad daylight, the urban management officials beat people like this? As soon as he took a step, Huang Li grabbed his hand.

Huang Li looked at Wang Qiang. "Brother Qiang, we can't control this kind of thing, and we can't finish it."

"Then we can't watch them bullying people like this. It's not easy for people to set up a street stall and sell watermelons. How much money can they make?" Although Wang Qiang did not come forward, he said angrily.

Huang Li knew that Wang Qiang's aggressive temper had relapsed, but this kind of thing happened almost everywhere, and it was simply not something they could change.

Fortunately, after being beaten for a while, the urban management officials stopped listening and cursed and threatened the vendors for a while, and someone even kicked the watermelon that rolled down at their feet.

"Let's go." Huang Li tugged at Wang Qiang, fearing that Wang Qiang would step out again and cause trouble. It wasn't that he was afraid of trouble, but that this kind of thing was meaningless.

Wang Qiang also knew that Huang Li was telling the truth. Although he was a little reluctant, he did not insist on it. The few people had just walked far away when suddenly it was like a bomb was thrown into the crowd, and many people screamed in horror.

"Killing people..."

Huang Li and others were startled, and turned around. After squeezing through the crowd, they suddenly saw a city manager lying on the ground, his hands covering his throat, and blood was pouring out.

Several colleagues were talking on the phone, pulling and pulling, and a few people surrounded the vendor and beat him like crazy.

Qing Qing let out a soft cry, and Huang Li quickly reached out to cover Qing Qing's eyes and pulled her out of the crowd.

The three of them did not continue to watch, but withdrew from the crowd and walked silently towards Haidian Middle School. None of them spoke, each with their own thoughts in mind.

Huang Li also felt a little depressed. A good life was lost like this, and it would be difficult to save it. It is really difficult to say who is right and who is wrong in this kind of tragedy, but the urban management and the hawker were both destroyed. In the last life, they were both destroyed.

I heard about such tragedies happening from time to time, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes in this life.

When we arrived at the gate of Haiding Middle School, there were many people coming in and out of the school, and many parents came with their children to register.

The reputation of Haiding Middle School is comparable to that of Yantai University. Basically, if you enter Haiding, you will have one foot in the door of a major university.

Huang Li took Qingqing to the bulletin board and looked at the list of classes, looking for Qingqing's name. The hot sun was scorching the earth, and many parents were sweating with their children, running around to complete various procedures.

The three of them were sweating profusely from being basked in the sun. They searched all over the list but could not find Qingqing's name.

After finding a shady place, the three of them sat down. "You guys have a rest first. I'll call and ask."

After dialing Principal Zhong's number, no one answered for a long time. Huang Li had an ominous premonition in his heart. He dialed again and finally someone answered.

"Hello, Principal Zhong. I am Huang Li, the one who had dinner with Director Zhu last time."

"Oh oh oh, I know."

"Principal Zhong, I brought my sister to register today. I don't know which class my sister is in. My sister's name is **."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Huang Li frowned. After a while, Principal Zhong's voice came over.

"Huang Li, Director Zhu and I are old classmates, and I won't hide it from you that you are his friend."

Huang Li sneered in his heart, Qingqing's matter was probably going to go wrong, and a surge of anger surged into his heart. He suppressed his anger and waited for Principal Zhong to finish speaking.

"Just yesterday, when the class placement had been decided, the Education Bureau called me and asked me to cross out **'s name. That's all I can say. It's not that I won't help you. You

I’ll ask Director Zhu later.”

After hanging up the phone, Huang Li had a livid face and squeezed the phone hard. Qingqing looked at Huang Li who looked unhappy, took out a pack of tissues and wiped the sweat on Huang Li's face.

"Brother, is something wrong? Don't worry. If it doesn't work, I will go back to Shanshi to go to high school."

Wang Qiang bought a few bottles of mineral water and came over. Looking at the two people with dull faces, he asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

Huang Li took a bottle of mineral water, opened it and drank most of the bottle in one breath, then threw the remaining half bottle of water and the bottle to the ground. "Let's go back first."

Wang Qiang asked Qing Qing in a low voice from behind, and Huang Li strode out of the school. Without even thinking about it, he knew that Wang Yue must be behind this, otherwise how could such an accident happen.

This matter has something to do with that Du Lei. According to the information Huang Fei gave him, Du Lei has relatives in the Education Bureau, and his position is not low.

After passing the place where the trouble had just occurred, the crowd had dispersed quite a bit. There were still several police cars parked nearby, and several policemen were asking the crowd what happened.

The vendors and urban management officials were gone, and there were only broken watermelons scattered on the ground. The red watermelon juice was everywhere on the ground, and it was impossible to tell where the blood was.

Huang Li's footsteps suddenly paused, and an idea flashed in his mind. He took out his phone and dialed Ma Fang's number.

"Ma Fang, does your bureau have Secretary Hong's phone number? It would be best if it is her personal phone number?"

"What's wrong? Hasn't the car been repaired for you? Why are you still looking for her?" Ma Fang asked with some confusion.

"It's not because of what happened last time. I have other things to ask her about. Do you have her phone number?"

"Let me check it for you."

After a while, Ma Fang sent a mobile phone number. Huang Li entered the number and dialed it.

Secretary Hong is in his office. He has just received news that there was a dispute between urban management and hawkers, and an urban management was stabbed to death by a hawker.

At this time, she was having a headache. In preparation for the Olympics, she was extremely busy with things. Moreover, she had just taken over this position, and such a problem occurred in her own jurisdiction.

At this time, the phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. Her brows furrowed. This was her private number. Why was another unfamiliar number calling? She pressed the answer button in confusion.

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