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1. I looked at Long Hair with disdain, opened my phone, and his voice came through: "You filthy bitch, if I hadn't told my dad that I liked you, he would have already slept with you. Just ask anyone around you who has a bit of popularity, reputation, or looks—who hasn't been in his bed?"
"I believe everything you say, and I trust the Disciplinary Committee will too. Your phone is quite colorful! You recorded others, and even your own father? You two really are a pair of oddballs.
I've saved your phone. If you're smart, you'll just behave like the second-generation official you are, and we'll keep our distance. If you don't know your place, I'll hand over your phone.
I want to see who’s afraid of whom—the one wearing shoes or the one barefoot? Also, you said your brother-in-law is named Zhang Shusen, right? I've recorded that too. I don’t know him, but I know their director, An Beishang. I’ll call Old An right now and ask him to look out for your brother-in-law, how about that?" After saying this, I took my phone and called An Beishang: "Director An, I have a friend named Wen Zhong who has reported his brother-in-law for misconduct and abuse of power. He has recordings on his phone; I'll send you the documents so you can investigate... His brother-in-law is named Zhang Shusen... the deputy captain of your district's security team? ... Yes, handle it as you see fit; I'm hanging up."
As I spoke, I gave Long Hair a thumbs-up and teased him: "Brother Wen, you're really taking justice into your own hands!"
Long Hair was stunned; he never expected that he would single-handedly put both his father and brother-in-law in hot water.
On the other end of the line, An Beishang said: "Don't hang up yet. The case about that little girl you mentioned last time has been resolved. Let's invite Xiao Qin and get together again."
2. Brother Qin's mother could now not only sit up straight but also do housework. Brother Qin insisted on formally thanking me, and with An Beishang's invitation, the three of us booked a private room at Xiangli Renjia near Jiangcheng University’s south gate. To make it more enjoyable, Old An didn't even bring a driver.
During the meal, Brother Qin raised his glass to me again and again: "Xiao Lin Brothers, no need to say thank you anymore; it's all in the drinks!"
An Beishang was aware of the situation as well, and we toasted one after another.
On the TV, during prime time on CCTV, the hottest palace drama was airing, starring the multi-talented superstar Sister Liu.
Old An had drunk quite a bit and revealed a more human side: "In half a month, Sister Liu will hold a solo concert at Jiangbei Sports Center. We've received notice from higher-ups to ensure order at the venue. Do you know what the cheapest ticket costs? 888 yuan each! Your sister-in-law mocks me every day: 'You wear that uniform and big hat looking all important, but how much do you earn? Not even as much as I do as a nurse!'
I don't care about stars from home or abroad; I only like Sister Liu. All my colleagues are going in groups; look at how stingy you're being..."
I asked An Beishang: "Brother An, besides your sister-in-law, who else is going? How many tickets do you need?"
An Beishang looked forlorn: "To be honest with you, little brother, even if you have money now, you can't buy tickets—they've all been snatched up by scalpers. If you want tickets from them, the price will double!"
Thinking about how An Beishang—a district director—couldn't even get a concert ticket shows just how popular Sister Liu really is.
I took the opportunity while in the restroom to call Sister Liu. "Hey, are you busy?"
Having recovered from her illness and dealt with Long Hair, the debt collector, Sister Liu was in high spirits. "It's my brother calling; no matter how busy I am, I have to answer!"
I didn't hold back. "I have a friend—it's the An from the police station I mentioned before. His wife wants to see your concert, but they can't get tickets..."
Sister Liu took charge immediately. "Where are you? How many tickets do you need? I'll arrange for someone to deliver them to you!"
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