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after saying goodbye to teacher Gao Yu, Yang Zimei rushed to the VIP club for the elderly, ready to help his grandparents apply for VIP membership cards so that they could enjoy their happiness.

She didn't mind that her grandfather, who preferred men over women, used to say that she was losing money every day. She only cared about the happiness of the whole family.

When he came to the door of the senior citizen's club, he was stopped by the guard at the door: "Hey, you little girl, you can't go in at will. Go and walk."

"Big brother, I want to help my grandparents get membership cards." Yang Zimei didn't want to grind with him. He opened the door to see the mountain road.

The security guard looked her up and down, and found that she was wearing the uniform of Nancheng middle school, and the bag in her hand was only dozens of pieces on the street, and it was a bit shabby.

Although he is also a poor man who is discriminated against living in the lower class, he has been living here for a long time, and he has also been tainted with the habit of looking down on the poor.

He waved his hand impatiently, and his tone was extremely disdainful. "Don't be kidding. The membership card here is not a card. It can't be done by anyone. You'd better go home and play quickly. Don't hinder my work."

"Big brother, I really want to apply for a membership card." Yang Zimei explained.

"Do you know how much a month's membership card costs here?" "Grandma, you can't afford to walk to the park for two thousand yuan, but you can't afford to go to the park for two thousand yuan, but you can't afford to go to the park for free. It's a good idea for you to go to the park for two thousand yuan."

Just then, out of the door came an old man with a rich face.

As soon as the security guard saw it, he immediately threw Yang Zimei down and put on a dogleg like flattery. He nodded and bowed and asked, "Mr. Yang, don't you want to play for a long time?"

Yang Zimei knows that this is her village, gave birth to four son Yang Hong, the father of the city's senior official Yang Dejie.

Yang Hong did not pay attention to security, but hurriedly reached out to stop a tricycle to leave.

Not long after he left, there were two retired cadres. They discussed in a low voice, "it is said that Secretary Yang has just been punished twice."

"He's strong backstage. He'll be OK soon."

"It's hard to say that the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection personally came to investigate and deal with it. No matter how strong his backstage is, it's only within the province. Where can it reach the Central Committee?"

"Let's have a look. It's said that their family has been very unlucky recently. Their son has been smashed to bone and is still lying in the hospital. The Secretary's wife fell a foot inexplicably yesterday and had a stroke."

"Last night, I heard that Secretary Yang also crashed."

As soon as they finished, they heard a bang on the street corner not far away. One of the wheels of the tricycle in which Yang Hong was sitting suddenly derailed and rolled away. The tricycle was out of balance and tilted on the ground. Yang Hong rolled down and fell heavily on the ground, moaning in pain.

Yang Zimei listens and looks, the lip corner light slightly warps.

The anti bow evil spirit she laid has worked. Let's see how they can get better in the future. Hum!

The security guard just raised his ears to listen. When he heard that Secretary Yang had been punished, he couldn't hide gloating.

At this time, another person came out of it. It was Xia Guohui, xia Mo's father. He was one of the investors in this senior citizen's club. Today, he just came to check the situation inside.

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