I've been reborn, but you still think I'm a PUA?

Today is the weekend.

Wang Guodong was resting at home. He had not had an easy time these days because someone in his unit had taken advantage of his position to invest in a large number of things.

He finally made it to the weekend and finally dared to relax a little.

But I can only relax at home, drinking tea and watching football games, and I have turned down all social events.

But he didn't expect that even if he didn't go to the social event, someone would find a way to find his home.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the study door, and Wang Guodong's wife pushed the door open and walked in:

"Hubby, Yaoyao's classmates are here."

"Come on if you want." Wang Guodong raised his head and said, "It's just a kid. We welcome him."

Yaoyao is the only daughter of him and his wife. She is about to be ten years old, and her classmates are all children of the same age as her.

Because of his special position, Wang Guodong has to be cautious in making friends, but his daughter is still young, so it doesn't matter which classmates he invites to visit his home.

His wife changed the subject: "But the classmate's parents are here too, and there's also a section chief from the police station. I feel embarrassed not to invite them in. Anyway, please come downstairs and take a look!"

The chief of the police department?

Wang Guodong's heart suddenly tightened because he didn't know any section chief.

But his wife was right. Since they were already here, they might as well go down and take a look first.

Before I saw the guests, I heard the cheerful laughter of children. Yaoyao, who was holding a toy, heard footsteps coming from the stairs and ran over immediately:

"father!"

"My Yaoyao!"

Wang Guodong squatted down and picked up the child.

Immediately afterwards, a couple dressed modestly stood up from the sofa. The man walked forward and introduced himself:

"Hello, Mr. Wang. My name is Pang Qiang. I'm Zhuangzhuang and Xiaomei's father. I'm currently the head of the Trace Inspection Department. Nice to meet you."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

Zhuangzhuang and Xiaomei are twin boys and girls, and are Yaoyao's classmates. Wang Guodong met their father Pang Qiang when he attended a parent-teacher meeting for his children.

But at that time, Pang Qiang did not come to say hello like he did today.

So why is it that now...

Realizing that Pang Qiang came with a purpose, Wang Guodong smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm holding a child, so I won't shake your hand."

After saying this, he weighed Yaoyao in his arms.

"That's right, it was my negligence."

Pang Qiang withdrew his hand awkwardly, and when he smiled, the flesh on his face squeezed his already small eyes into a slit.

The children were playing in the living room while the adults were chatting and laughing nearby.

At this time, Pang Qiang's wife suddenly said, "I heard that you have a pot of beautiful peonies in your backyard. I haven't seen it yet. Mrs. Wang, can you take me and the children to the backyard to have a look?"

Zhuangzhuang and Xiaomei started making noises as soon as they heard it: "Look at the flowers!"

This is not just about looking at flowers, he wants to get them away so that Pang Qiang and Wang Guodong can talk!

Wang Guodong understood it immediately and nodded to his wife: "Go."

Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "Then come with me."

When the children heard this, they rushed over.

Soon, they were the only two left in the living room.

Pang Qiang pulled a business card from his jacket pocket and placed it on the coffee table. "I heard that Mr. Wang's father-in-law has been looking for a cemetery recently. He's interested in the Feng Shui treasure land in Qinglonggang, but he hasn't been able to reserve a spot, right?"

People always avoid talking about death, especially the elderly of a certain age.

But compared to not being able to find a good feng shui treasure to bury after death, death is not that important.

My father-in-law retired from a company. Half a year ago, he had a retired old colleague who had just held a funeral. Because the old colleague passed away suddenly, his family did not have time to buy a cemetery and could only buy it now. Even with the funeral expenses provided by the company, the colleague's family spent a lot of money to buy this cemetery.

This incident shocked my father-in-law. Although he was still in good health, he had already started to think about his funeral.

I thought buying a cemetery plot was an easy thing.

Who knows it's not that simple.

Qinglonggang is the best place in terms of feng shui in Jianghai City, because a highly respected person is buried here. No developer dares to take the land, so it has always been a cemetery. Many tombs here were empty in the early years.

However, in recent years, the birth rate has declined, the death rate has increased, the funeral industry has flourished, and cemeteries have gradually become important.

Many people make appointments with agents to view cemeteries several months in advance. Some people have even passed away and need to use a cemetery. After all, "the dead are the greatest and should be buried in peace." Even if his father-in-law spends a lot of money to make an appointment, he still has to wait in line for several months.

But the further back you go in the queue, the worse the remaining cemeteries may be.

Pang Qiang's words touched upon Wang Guodong's most vulnerable spot. It was true that he came with a purpose, but Wang Guodong was very tempted by the benefits he offered.

He immediately became interested: "Mr. Pang, could it be that there is a way to make an appointment at Qinglonggang?"

Pang Qiang laughed loudly: "To be honest, Mr. Wang, an elder in my family just got a reservation number, so I can transfer this number."

Wang Guodong stepped forward and said, "Mr. Pang, could you please transfer this account to me? If you need anything in the future, feel free to come to me."

"no problem!"

Pang Qiang agreed readily, a fierce gleam in his eyes: "It's just that I have something I want to ask you right now. I wonder if Mr. Wang still remembers Xu Haixing from Jiaxing Film and Television."

Hearing this, Wang Guodong's expression froze, but quickly returned to normal.

"Of course I remember that. I even gave Mr. Xu an award before."

"That's right. The story is this: someone recently died at Xu Haixing's company. He came to the bureau to give a statement, but I have a feeling he's hiding something. I know Mr. Wang works at the tax bureau. Could you please check on Xu Haixing's tax payments or see if his personal assets are in order?"

Pang Qiang's smile didn't reach his eyes. "I know this is against the rules, but Director Wang, if this is discovered, we will have made a contribution to the city and performed meritorious service. Don't you think so?"

Xu Haixing is a businessman, and a businessman in the entertainment industry. There are many shady things in this circle!

He just didn't believe that all the money Xu Haixing had came from legitimate sources!

As long as he found any problem, he could use it as an excuse to make Xu Haixing face several lawsuits.

By the time Xu Haixing falls, are you still afraid that you won’t be able to deal with that little bastard Xu Yang?

Pang Qiang was thinking beautifully, but he didn't notice a flash of impatience in Wang Guodong's eyes.

"So this is Mr. Pang's purpose."

"Yes." Pang Qiang nodded. "The Qinglonggang account will be given to Director Wang. This little thing shouldn't be too difficult for Director Wang."

Wang Guodong suppressed his dissatisfaction. No matter what, he decided not to alarm Pang Qiang, who had bad intentions.

"There's no problem with this matter. Mr. Pang is waiting for my news."

……

After seeing Pang Qiang and his family off, Wang Guodong was so angry that he immediately took out his phone and prepared to call Xu Haixing, but then he changed his mind and finally called Xu Yang.