Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

The crowd left the Ma family one after another after the show was over. They didn't want Ma Hongzhi, who was already furious, to get a chance to cause trouble for them.

Zhao Wenhao pulled Zhao Jianmin and quickly rushed downstairs, then rode away on their bicycles.

"Dad, why don't you just call the police station and ask them to send someone to arrest Zhao Wenhao and charge him with assault with a weapon." Ma Hongzhi waved his hand to let his two men leave first, and at the same time he impatiently gave advice to Ma Yaoming.

"Pa!" A slap hit Ma Hongzhi's face.

"Dad, why did you hit me? I didn't force you to do it. If you want to hit someone, go hit that Zhao Wenhao."

Ma Hongzhi looked dissatisfied.

"You dare to talk back!" Ma Yaoming raised his hand again and slapped him.

This time Ma Hongzhi learned his lesson and dodged it directly.

"I told you to just intimidate Zhao Wenhao, but who told you to bring a steel pipe to hit him?" Ma Yaoming was furious. He pointed his finger at Ma Hongzhi's face and shouted, "Because of your recklessness, you pushed that beast into a desperate situation, and now he's threatening us."

Ma Hongzhi wanted to argue, but the truth was, if it weren't for his deep hatred for Zhao Wenhao, Zhao Wenhao really wouldn't have wanted to use a screwdriver to press against Ma Yaoming's chest, causing him to embarrass himself like this.

"Aren't you familiar with Director Li of the police station? Zhao Wenhao's behavior has already constituted a crime. You can send him to jail with just one phone call." Ma Hongzhi was still a little unconvinced.

"You know shit." Ma Yaoming was still furious and cursed at Ma Hongzhi, "Just now, I found out that Secretary Yan is actually quite familiar with Zhao Wenhao. Without knowing the other party's background, do you think I can act rashly?

It was you who initiated this incident and there were so many people watching on the street, how could you get away with it?

Don't think that your father really has that much authority. If Secretary Yan really has any relationship with Zhao Wenhao, it would be a handle for me to use if I do anything out of line again.

Many people have long been jealous of me, eager for me to make a mistake. Do you think those people won't take advantage of my misfortune and step on me?"

Ma Hongzhi muttered, although he was still a little unconvinced, but in the end he did not dare to talk back.

From a power perspective, since the mayor of this town has been diagnosed with health problems and has been frequently hospitalized in the county hospital for the past six months, Ma Yaoming, as the executive deputy mayor, has essentially assumed the role of mayor.

This also created Ma Hongzhi's arrogant and domineering character.

Seeing that Ma Hongzhi stopped talking back, Ma Yaoming finally calmed down a bit. "Don't touch Zhao Wenhao for now. I'll find a way to find out what the relationship is between him and Secretary Yan. If there really isn't any special relationship, we can talk about it later."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ma Hongzhi had no choice but to agree.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

While the Ma family father and son were still discussing follow-up matters, Zhao Wenhao had already brought Zhao Jianmin back to the village.

Zhao Wenhao didn't know that Ma Yaoming had been temporarily saved from danger because of Yan Cheng's unintentional words. But he knew that the Ma family father and son would not let him go so easily.

Fortunately, I met Yan Cheng today and learned that he is the secretary of Hengtang Town, and his son is his classmate and deskmate.

With such a relationship, he can find an excuse to come to the door.

In Hengtang Town, as long as Yan Cheng was willing to help with such a small favor, he believed that Ma Yaoming would never dare to act rashly.

As for the reckless man Ma Hongzhi, Zhao Wenhao was not too worried.

Zhao Wenhao did what he said without any hesitation.

He immediately told Zhao Jianmin a few words to avoid worrying his family, and then borrowed Zhao Jianmin's bicycle and headed straight to the county town.

Yan Cheng's home is in the county. He was transferred to Hengtang Town as the secretary of the Party Committee at the beginning of last year.

However, it is not appropriate for Zhao Wenhao to go directly to Yan Cheng now. The best way is to convey the message through Yan Bin.

The weather in August is extremely hot.

It took Zhao Wenhao an hour and a half to ride his bike from Hengtang Town to the county town before he finally arrived at Yan Bin's home.

"Yan Bin! Yan Bin!"

Standing downstairs, Zhao Wenhao shouted upwards.

He had only been here once, and that dead guy had been here under the leadership of Yan Bin. He really couldn't remember which apartment building Yan Cheng lived in.

A window opened, and a chubby white boy stuck his head out of the window and looked over here.

"Mouse, it's you!" The boy smiled happily. "Come up quickly. You haven't forgotten my house number, have you?"

Of course, Zhao Wenhao would not admit this. He hurriedly locked his bicycle and climbed up the stairs according to the direction of the window just now.

At this time, Yan Bin had already walked out of the room and came to the corridor waiting for Zhao Wenhao's arrival.

When Zhao Wenhao walked up, he saw a short and fat boy in the corridor, looking at him with a smile.

It was not until this time that Zhao Wenhao connected the Yan Bin in his memory with the real person.

Due to his physique, Yan Bin always felt inferior during his school years; and Zhao Wenhao's personality at that time was timid and taciturn.

The two were assigned to sit at the same table in their senior year of high school, and ended up becoming one of the few good friends.

"Haozi, I was still talking about you a few days ago. I didn't expect you to come today. I really can't stand it." Yan Bin walked forward, stretched out his hands, and wanted to give Zhao Wenhao a hug.

Zhao Wenhao pushed him away and said, "You fat bastard, you're covered in sweat and you stink."

Yan Bin laughed and didn't care at all. He pulled Zhao Wenhao into the house.

"My mom and sister have gone to work, and I'm the only one at home. It's too hot, and I'm too lazy to go out." Yan Bin took out a bottle of orange juice from the cabinet and handed it over.

Zhao Wenhao didn't hesitate. He was already thirsty from the long ride. He knocked the bottle cap on the table in the living room, then tilted his head back and drank the orange juice in one gulp.

"Ah, so cool!" Zhao Wenhao sat down on the bamboo rocking chair and sighed.

"Would you like another bottle?"

Yan Bin stood up and was about to get it again, but was stopped by Zhao Wenhao, "I heard from your dad that you passed the exam?"

"Did you meet my dad?" Yan Bin was a little curious, but also a little excited. "I'm really lucky this time. You know, I've never been good at math. But I actually did a lot of intensive practice on the most difficult questions on this exam.

In previous mock exams, I could only get 80 points in math, but this time I performed exceptionally well and scored 107. Tell me, if this isn't dumb luck, then what is it?

In the 88 college entrance examination, the full score for mathematics was 120 points, and getting 107 points was indeed a good score.

Based on his previous performance, it would be difficult for Yan Bin to get into university.

But who can blame him for having this good luck in taking the exam?

So, comparing yourself to others will really make you angry.

You know, normally, Zhao Wenhao's grades are better than Yan Bin's, but he failed the college entrance examination this time.