Chapter 124 [051] Anti-Bow Shackles Work

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After saying goodbye to Mr. Gao Yu, Yang Zimei hurried to the VIP club for the elderly, ready to help grandparents get VIP membership cards so that they can enjoy their happiness.

She didn't mind that her patriarchal grandfather used to say that she was a loser every day. She only cared about the happiness of her family in this life.

When I came to the entrance of the Senior Citizens Club, I was just about to enter, but was stopped by the security guard at the door: "Hey, you little girl, you can't go in casually, just walk around."

"Brother, I want to help my grandparents get a membership card." Yang Zimei was too lazy to chat with him, and cut to the chase.

The security guard looked her up and down and found that she was wearing the school uniform of Nancheng Middle School, and the bag in her hand was only a few dozen dollars a piece on the street, and it was a little worn.

Although he is also a poor person who is usually discriminated against and lives in the lower class, but after staying here for a long time, he has also acquired the habit of looking down on the poor.

He waved his hand extremely impatiently, his tone was extremely contemptuous, "Don't be joking, the membership card here is not a card, not anyone can do it, you better go home and play, don't interfere with my work. ."

"Brother, I really want to apply for a membership card." Yang Zimei explained.

"Do you know how much the membership card here costs for a month?" the security guard raised two fingers impatiently and said, "Two thousand yuan, it is estimated that your family's total income for a month is no more than that. Let your grandparents have Go for a walk in the park, it's free, and it's only a dollar to touch a plate of mahjong."

At this moment, an old man walked out of the door with a rich look on his face.

As soon as the security guard saw it, he immediately threw Yang Zimei down, put on a flattering face like a dog's leg, nodded and asked, "Mr. Yang, don't you want to play a little longer?"

Yang Zimei recognized that this was Yang Hong, who belonged to her village and gave birth to four sons who were blessed and powerful, and was also the father of Yang Dejie, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee.

Yang Hong ignored the security, but hurriedly reached out and stopped a tricycle to leave.

Not long after he left, two old people who looked like retired veteran cadres walked out. They discussed in a low voice, "I heard that Secretary Yang has just been double-checked."

"He is strong in the background, and it is estimated that he will be fine soon."

"It's hard to say, this was investigated by the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection in person. No matter how strong his backstage is, he is only in the province. How can he reach the central government?"

"Let's take a look. I heard that their family has been very unlucky recently. Their son was smashed into bones and shattered. He is still lying in the hospital. The secretary's wife fell inexplicably yesterday and suffered a stroke."

"Last night I heard that Secretary Yang also crashed."

As soon as the two finished speaking, they heard a bang on a street corner not far away. The tricycle that Yang Hong was sitting on suddenly derailed and rolled away. The whole tricycle was unbalanced and tilted to the ground. Yang Hong rolled down and fell heavily. On the ground, moaning in pain.

Yang Zimei listened and watched, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

The anti-bow demon she laid out really worked, let's see how they will flourish again in the future, hum!

The security guard pricked up his ears just now and listened. When he heard that Secretary Yang was shuanggui, he couldn't hide his gloating in his eyes.

At this time, another person came out. It was Xia Mo's father, Xia Guohui. He was one of the investors of this senior citizen's club. He just came to check the situation inside today.

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