Along the way from Chongshi to Shancheng, I have come into contact with many powerful people, but few of them can make me feel restless just by looking at them.

And the root of the uneasiness is that I can't see anything in Ge Zhipeng's eyes, neither joy, anger, sorrow, nor anger or sadness, which is completely different from the wisdom or majesty he shows on TV.

I put the bracelet and brush that Zhang Xingyu gave me on the table, held a cigarette in my mouth, and after a few puffs, forced myself to look at him without blinking.

This is not to the point at all, and if I coax it now, the results will speak for themselves.

After looking at each other for about four or five seconds, I began to regret it, because in front of him, I felt as if I was being scrutinized, even to the point where I had nothing to hide.

After more than ten seconds, he took the lead in opening the conversation: "Xiao Wang, how old is this year?"

"Twenty. I blurted out, thought for a while, and then added: "Twenty years old, twenty-three years old, I was born a month old." ”

"Hmm. He smiled and nodded.

Once again, we fell silent, but this time I didn't look at him again, instead staring at the bracelet on the table to distract myself.

It is often said in movies that if a master makes a move, whoever strikes first will break the skill.

With this self-deception in mind, I started my own "drag" formula.

About half a minute or so passed, Ge Zhipeng cleared his throat and spoke: "Wang Lang, regarding the conflict between you and Ge Chuan, whether as a father or as a defender of the law, I should sincerely apologize to you. ”

I swallowed, neither answering nor raising my head, trying to look as aggrieved as I could.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Ge Zhipeng continued: "Wang Lang, I am the same age as my father, I think you should be able to understand my feelings very well, my son is in prison, even if I am powerful, I can only bow my head and admit my mistakes, but are we who are fathers who are really wrong? We have no choice but to break our teeth and swallow them in our stomachs, this is the law, and no one can change the blood relationship." ”

I have to say that Ge Zhipeng's control of human nature is particularly in place, and in a few words, it made me feel as if I had done something wrong.

I raised my head and let out a long sigh of relief, "Uncle Ge, I.."

He stood up straight, walked up to me, put his hands on my shoulders, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Wang, I know that in this matter, you and your company have suffered huge grievances and losses, so let's do it, I guarantee that Ge Chuan will return all the compensation he extorted from you before, and as long as I still work in the mountain city for one day, you can ask me for help if you have any difficulties in the future." ”

I paused, thinking that Zhang Xingyu had talked to me about the project of Metro Line 9, and coughed dryly twice and said: "Uncle Ge, the issue of compensation can be studied later, I really need your help with one thing now." ”

"Oh?" Ge Zhipeng blinked his eyes twice, pressed his hands on my shoulders gently, smiled and nodded his head: "You say." ”

I tugged at the tip of my nose, looked back at him and said, "Uncle Ge, you must also know that my brother and I ... My partners are not mountain city natives, but we want to live in the city and be recognized, so that means we have to do something for the city. ”

Ge Zhipeng let go of the palm on my shoulder, walked back to his position and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

He didn't look like the culprit who came to me to "privately" do things with me, but like he was listening to a report from his subordinates.