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Chapter 92 Liu Dasheng (Please collect, recommend, and vote for the monthly ticket)

Huaguo, Zhongzhou, Retirement Home for Retired Cadres.

In a two-story building, Liu Dasheng took out the last Type 97 military uniform issued to him before his retirement from the closet.

After retirement, he put away all his military uniforms.

In his words, now that he is retired, there is no need to wear a military uniform and act intimidatingly.

Most of the time, he was like an ordinary retired old man, wearing ordinary clothes and entering and leaving the gate of the retirement home.

But today...

"How about it?"

He got dressed and put on his hat.

The wife said with a smile: "It seems a little big, are you having a seizure?"

"You're the one who's having a seizure."

Liu Dasheng replied with a smile, then straightened his back in front of the mirror.

The wife nodded. "That seems to be the case."

"I'm leaving."

As he spoke, he picked up his marching backpack and strode out.

"Dad, where are you going?"

His daughter happened to be at home, and seeing Liu Dasheng like this, she couldn't help but ask.

"Go to the Imperial Capital!"

"What are you going to do in the imperial capital?"

"Seek justice for your brother."

After saying that, he walked out the door without looking back.

A Toyota Prado prepared by the school was parked at the gate of the courtyard.

The driver got out of the car, saluted, and said loudly: "Old Principal, Xue Daqiang reports to you."

"boarding!"

"Yes!"

Liu Dasheng got into the car and waved to his wife and daughter who were walking to the gate. "Go back. I'll be back after I meet those people."

"Dad, be careful on the road."

The car window went up.

"Dad, are you going to cause trouble for someone?"

"How can you say that? Your dad is going to ask for an explanation for your brother."

When the daughter heard this, she laughed.

……

The car drove out of the street and onto the highway.

Liu Dasheng took out a notebook from his backpack, flipped through it, then took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"I'm Liu Dasheng."

"Ha, long time no see, Lao Chang."

"I'm fine. I'm heading to Beijing now and I want to trouble you with something."

"There's a writer in the capital named Wang Shuo. Do you know him?"

"Well, I'd like to ask you for a favor and ask him out for a meeting... Well, just a meeting, nothing serious.

You can tell him that he can find someone.

Well, that’s what I said!

It's eight o'clock in the evening now. I'll wait for him tomorrow morning at ten o'clock in the morning at No. 1, Baiguang Road, Toutiao, on the first floor of the third institute. If he doesn't come, I'll go find him... Don't worry, I'm retired, what trouble can I cause? It's just a chat."

"Okay, let's get together again after I meet them."

"that's it."

After Liu Dasheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then he sat up straight in the car and closed his eyes.

Xue Daqiang glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

The old principal's aura hasn't changed at all!

He didn't say anything more and drove at full speed on the highway.

During the journey, we stopped at the rest area of ​​a gas station, rested for about half an hour, and then continued on our way.

At about five in the morning, the car drove off the highway.

Along the way, Xue Daqiang did not dare to slack off at all.

He didn't know why the old principal came to the capital, but he could see that the old principal was in a bad mood and quite angry.

He knew the old principal's temper well.

I guess he's going to throw the hat into the ring!

Liu Dasheng closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Xue Daqiang didn't call him, but drove straight to the third institute.

He knew which three schools the old principal was talking about.

ZC Third Guesthouse!
The school belongs to ZC. Every time the school leaders come to Beijing, they either go to one or three schools, and there will be no changes.

Considering the old principal's military rank, if he had not retired, he would definitely go to one of them.

Now that I am retired, I have chosen three.

Its daybreak.

The car stopped at the gate of the third school.

Liu Dasheng also opened his eyes.

He pushed open the car door and got out, showed his ID at the gate, and then strode in.

At the front desk, he showed his ID again.

"I'm Liu Dasheng. I called yesterday and booked a room."

"Principal Liu, we have received your order and the room has been prepared long ago."

"Thank you."

Liu Dasheng nodded at the other party, took the room card and left.

In the room, he took out the toiletries from his backpack, washed himself, and looked in the mirror to make sure everything was alright.

Look at the time, it's almost nine o'clock.

He picked up his hat and put it on, then he walked straight into the hall without leaving the room.

"Principal Liu, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm waiting for someone here. Please notify the gatekeeper. If there's a writer named Wang Shuo coming, just bring him over, no matter how many people he has."

"Yes!"

The waiter sensed something was wrong, quickly agreed, and turned to leave.

Wang said of course she knew. Who in the imperial capital didn't know the name Wang mentioned?

But looking at the old man's expression, it's clear that he's going to cause trouble.

She talked to the gatekeeper and returned to the front desk.

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to make a phone call to inform her leader.

After all, if something goes wrong, it will not look good for the three schools.

Liu Dasheng sat there with his legs crossed, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

The phone rang suddenly.

Liu Dasheng picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"I'm Liu Dasheng."

"Well, I'm in the imperial capital."

"Just arrived this morning...Isn't that what Lao Chang told you?"

"I know he has a good relationship with Hua Shuai's family, but this matter has nothing to do with Hua Shuai's family. If the kid from his family insists on getting involved, then I won't be polite. I just want to talk to him. There are some things that need to be made clear."

"I'm in the third hall."

"Zhang Mazi, let me be clear, this is my private matter."

"I don't care who it is. If anyone dares to interfere, I will show no mercy to them, no matter who they are."

"Well, personal matters."

"If he doesn't do anything stupid, I'll talk to him properly.

If he dares to do something stupid, I'm retired, but I'm not afraid of three or five guys...Okay, that's it, I'm hanging up."

He said, and put his phone on the table.

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, there was a sound of sudden brakes outside the hall.

Two old men who looked to be around sixty years old, with gray hair and wearing military uniforms walked in.

The receptionist at the front desk hurriedly pointed towards Liu Dasheng's seat.

The two old men nodded and walked over quickly.

"Great Sage!"

Liu Dasheng opened his eyes and looked helpless.

"I already said it's a private matter. I'm not here to cause trouble."

"I know, I know...it's been ages since we last met. I miss you!"

One of the old men came over with a smile and sat down next to Liu Dasheng.

Another old man also came up and punched Liu Dasheng.

"You called Chang Quezi, why don't you call me?"

"I'm retired, Old Chang is retired too, but you, Zhang Mazi, haven't retired yet. Why should I look for you?"

"So, if I don't retire, I'm not a human being?"

"You're not a fucking human."

Liu Dasheng said with a gloomy face and an unpleasant tone.

Lao Zhang was not angry either.

This is how they get along with each other as old brothers.

What’s a few curse words?
Back then, fights were common.

"Tell me, what's going on? You seem to have disappeared since you retired. The old leader called for a party, but you didn't even show up. What happened today? You actually set foot in the imperial capital? Great Sage, we're old brothers, let's talk."

"My son's business."

"Is the kid in trouble?"

"without!"

The corners of Liu Dasheng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a proud look.

"My son published a book in France. I heard it sold hundreds of thousands of copies... A while ago, he wired me half a million dollars... And it was in French francs. I even had to report it to him. He's just looking for trouble."

The two old men looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Lao Chang was about to continue asking questions.

Three people walked in from outside the hall.

Three middle-aged men.

They asked at the front desk and the receptionist pointed to Liu Dasheng's seat.

The middle-aged man in the lead walked over unsteadily.

"Principal Liu?"

His tone was very polite.

Liu Dasheng glanced at him.

"I'm Wang Shuo. I knew you were coming to see me yesterday evening. I'm really sorry for being late and keeping you waiting."

As he spoke, he pointed at the two people beside him.

"Ma Dudu, my childhood friend, Jiang Wen, an actor and director, insisted on coming along to watch."

"Since you're here, please take a seat."

Liu Dasheng did not stand up, but just gestured for them to sit down.

Wang Shuo's face suddenly turned gloomy.

He received the notice yesterday and was a little confused.

He had not wanted to come, but the person who notified him, an older brother of his, told him directly: "You'd better go over there."

"Why? I'm not an actor. I'll come whenever you ask me."

"The old man was withdrawn from Hanoi and later transferred to a local area. I asked my family, and they said it would be best for you to go.

The old man has a very hot temper."

Since Big Brother said so, Wang Shuo felt a little scared.

In order to avoid accidents, he found Ma Dudu.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wen was there too, so he followed him over.

However, he has been silent since he came here.

Wang said he understood immediately that there was someone on the other side whom they could not afford to offend.

I was unhappy, but I didn't dare to do anything wrong.

Don't be fooled by his claim that he is a fearless person, he often tells others that "I am just a gangster".

But if he really meets a tough guy, he would be afraid.

He sat down obediently and looked at Liu Dasheng.

……

(End of this chapter)