Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

Taking out his cell phone, Zhuo Yifan dialed Song Yingjie's cell phone directly.The call was quickly connected by the other party.

"Xiaofan?" Song Yingjie asked tentatively.

"Well, where are you?" Zhuo Yifan asked bluntly.

"I'm still in downtown Wenchang! What about you? Why did you call me? Is the matter settled?" Song Yingjie explained, and then asked.

"I'm at the gate of the Public Security Bureau, come and pick me up!" Zhuo Yifan hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

It hurts to be alone, Zhuo Yifan stood at the gate of the Public Security Bureau waiting for Song Yingjie to come over, while smoking a cigarette, watching the vehicles coming and going on the street, thinking about everything that happened in Shangwen Village.

Not long after, Song Yingjie's car drove to the gate of the Public Security Bureau and stopped directly beside Zhuo Yifan.

"Are you okay?" Song Yingjie asked with a smile.

"Well, it's okay!" Zhuo Yifan nodded and got into the car directly.

"What should we do now? Where are we going?" Song Yingjie asked while starting the car.

"Go back to Sanya first, and make an appointment with Lang Guoqing. I want to meet him again. Don't use my name!" Zhuo Yifan said flatly.

"Okay, I'll contact you right away!" Song Yingjie nodded in agreement, and while driving away, he took out his mobile phone and called Lang Guoqing.

Not long after, the phone was connected, and Lang Guoqing's deep voice came over: "What's the matter? President Song, what do you want from me?"

"I want to meet Secretary Lang. When will you have time?" Song Yingjie asked with a smile.

"Oh? Isn't Mr. Song in Wenchang? Why would you want to see me?" Lang Guoqing asked in surprise.

"I'll be going back to Sanya soon. Secretary Lang won't be free, right?" Song Yingjie explained and continued to ask.

"Of course I have time. I wonder when Mr. Song plans to meet me?" Lang Guoqing also chuckled.

"How about this, I'll be the host and treat Secretary Lang to dinner. Why don't you just stay at the hotel where I live." Song Yingjie continued to suggest.

"Okay then, when I get off work, I'll come to the appointment!" Lang Guoqing agreed, and after each set, they hung up the phone.

"Is there something wrong with Lang Guoqing's reaction?" Putting away the phone, Song Yingjie frowned unconsciously, and said in confusion.

"You are strange, we questioned him like that before, and injured his people, yet he still agreed to meet us?" Zhuo Yifan chuckled.

"Isn't it? If it was you, would you still agree?" Song Yingjie asked back with a look of course.

"Of course, your doubts are justified. If you want to know what's tricky in this, maybe you can figure it out after seeing him!" Zhuo Yifan shook his head noncommittally.

"By the way, what happened after you were taken away by those policemen? They released you so quickly, what's going on?" Song Yingjie asked abruptly.

Zhuo Yifan briefly described what happened at the police station, and Song Yingjie was surprised when it was over: "That's it?"

"Yes, that's it!" Zhuo Yifan nodded and said.

"Then what did you find out?" Song Yingjie asked a little depressed.

"At least I know who told the police to arrest us!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

"Who?" Song Yingjie asked with raised eyebrows.

"Jiang Xiaowen!" Zhuo Yifan said with a sneer.

"It's him? Weren't those people sent by Lang Guoqing? Why did Jiang Xiaowen call the police?" Song Yingjie asked in surprise after hearing the words.