Chapter 181 "180" Letter from the North, Mao Xiangyang and Guan Zu's first showdown

Laughing finished calling with the first brother,

Ring ~~~

Xian Sir also called.

He also received the news and was surprised.

Xian Sir: "laughing, why did you go to Shitangzui? You even became the boss?"

Laughing said: "It was Brother Zu who asked me to come."

"That's how?" Xian Sir was surprised, "But being able to control an area there can be considered as entering the core level of Guan Zu. I believe you can get in touch with Guan Zu and the others' core operation methods and see how they secretly commit crimes."

"Secret Crime?"

Laughing watched a little brother helping the old lady cross the street, his mouth twitching.

I have never seen such a secret crime.

I couldn't help but say, "Sir Xian, do you still think that Brother Zu and the others will commit crimes?"

Xian Sir said coldly: "That's natural. I'm very familiar with Guan Zu. This guy is very cunning."

Laughing heard this, his brow frowned slightly

"Sir Xian and Brother Zu, did you have any grudges before?"

"I will tell you about the past when I have time. In short, you should pay more attention."

"good."

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The other side

Mao Xiangyang had been busy all day and returned home. It was already 23 o'clock in the evening.

During this busy period at Southeast Middle School, he was basically busy writing textbooks and imparting students' historical knowledge.

Although he is very busy, he feels very fulfilled and very fulfilled.

Back at the doorstep,

A man stood at the door, waiting for him.

"Comrade Xiangyang?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm from Yindu, I'll send you a letter, and I've got a letter from you."

The people from Yindu handed a letter to Mao Xiangyang.

Mao Xiangyang was happy, took the letter, and said:

"Thank you, come in and have a tea?"

"No, I still have something to do."

After saying goodbye to the sender,

Mao Xiangyang returned to the house with the envelope, closed the door, came to the desk, opened it carefully, and took out the letter paper inside.

"Comrade Xiangyang:"

"We have received the letter you wrote, and we have also called to ask the comrades on the other side of Hong Kong Island..."

"I have read the book "Five Thousand Years" and after research by literary and historical experts, it is a very valuable book..."

"As for this Mr. Guan Zu..."

In the letter, the leader spoke in a tone, admiring the "Five Thousand Years" and curiosity about Guan Zu.

The end of the envelope,

"Looking at what you described and the information we found, this person is definitely a good comrade..."

"Comrade Xiangyang, starting today, the organization will give you a new task: you disclose your identity and contact this Mr. Guan Zu more, try to find out his position, and also have the issue of his community identity..."

"The matter of legislator is very important. The Hong Kong and British government is ambition. At present, we are more passive in the selection of legislator members. Maybe he can give us a surprise..."

After Mao Xiangyang read the letter,

Thinking about it,

I took out the new letter paper and started writing.

"Help me..."

Mao Xiangyang has not written a letter to his leader during this period, and this time he simply told him what he encountered at school.

"From the contents of the history textbooks, it is conceivable that Hong Kong citizens are so poor about Chinese history that they distort...I am currently..."

at last,

Mao Xiangyang hesitated for a moment and added: "From this, we can see that the importance of "Five Thousand Years" and "Knowledge Cup" to Hong Kong citizens studying national history and understanding the Chinese national spirit..."

After thinking about it, I crossed out the last sentence.

After crossing it out, I felt something was missing...

never mind!

I'll talk about this letter tomorrow.

He took a shower and quickly lay down to bed. Because he was too tired, he fell asleep quickly.

the next day,

At around 7 o'clock, he got up and washed up, cooked egg noodles, ate his fill, and went out.

Just at the door, I met a neighbor student named Aying and was about to go out to school.

"Teacher Mao."

"Aying."

Mao Xiangyang said goodbye to Aying and did not go to school, but to the boxing gym.

Along the way, there were bustling streets, crowded citizens, and bustling breakfast shops.

Mao Xiangyang has gradually gotten used to it and smiled.

He arrived at the boxing gym soon.

"Stop, are you?"

The little brother at the door stopped him.

Mao Xiangyang bowed: "Is Brother Zu here? I am a teacher from Southeast Middle School. Brother Zu introduced me to be a teacher."

"Brother Zu hasn't come yet. It seems like he is in Shitangzui during this period."

"Shitangzui?"

"Yes, Brother Zu has been putting a flag there recently, and there are many things happening there."

"OK."

Mao Xiangyang thought that Chen Yongren seemed to have often traveled to Shitangzui in the past few days, so he didn't know what to do.

After thinking about it, I went back to Southeast Middle School first and taught students.

noon,

Mao Xiangyang looked bad and left Southeast Middle School because he had a quarrel with a student.

Mao Xiangyang insisted on the illegality of Victoria in the Great Smoke War, but students insisted on the statement of textbooks.

Even though Mao Xiangyang presented a bunch of historical facts, the student still insisted and said, "No matter what you said is right or not, I will answer questions according to the textbooks during the exam."

In one sentence, Mao Xiangyang was silent.

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Shitang Tsui Middle School.

morning,

Under the witness of the Education Department, Guan Zu made a deal with the original boss of the school and spent 50 million to buy the school.

Starting today, Guan Zu is the boss of this school.

This time, Guan Zu asked Su Jianqiu to be the principal, but the orphanage was still a little smaller, and the election of parliamentarians was not enough.

As for the original principal, he became the vice principal.

The moment the signature begins, the system officially sends a prompt.
To be continued...