"Thank you Meng'er!" Zhuo Yifan said softly.

Liu Meng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a break early. It's getting late, and there is still something important to do tomorrow!"

Zhuo Yifan laughed and clamored Liu Meng and pounced on him. The two of them rolled directly to □□. Liu Meng blocked Zhuo Yifan and said coquettishly: "It's so late, what else do you want to do.

Ah? Take a shower and go to bed!”

"The problem is that I'm not sleepy!" Zhuo Yifan said with a scoundrel.

"The problem is that I'm sleepy! I'm going to sleep, good husband, let's do it today? Be good!" Liu Meng patted Zhuo Yifan's face and smirked and ran into the bathroom.

Zhuo Yifan sighed boredly and had no choice but to give up.

The next morning, Zhuo Yifan got up at six o'clock as usual. Liu Meng curled up in Zhuo Yifan's arms like a hedgehog in winter, looking quite cute. Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but look at the beautiful woman's quiet face.

A smile knowingly. For Liu Meng, Zhuo Yifan felt warmth, but also warmth. This girl who silently contributed for him has entered the deepest part of Zhuo Yifan's heart.

After breakfast, I brought Liu Meng a portion as usual. At this time, Liu Meng had already gotten up. The two of them rested for a while, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but look at the time. It was already 7:30 in the morning.

"Why haven't Sister Zihan got up yet? Why don't you go over and call her?" Liu Meng said with a frown.

"I'm going? Is it appropriate? You'll go!" Zhuo Yifan shook his head with some embarrassment and said.

"What's wrong with it? She was invited by you, it's you. Besides, he is Zixin's sister, not an outsider! I'm going to change some clothes, you go!" Liu Meng said with a slight tumbling

said with his mouth.

Zhuo Yifan had no choice but to wave his hand and walk out of the room.

When he arrived at the door of Song Zihan's room, Zhuo Yifan knocked on the door lightly, but no one responded. He knocked hard twice again, and then a lazy voice from a woman came from inside.

"Who?" The voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded very comfortable. It was Song Zihan's voice. It was just that compared to last night, there was an extra charm inside.

"Oh! I am Yifan. Sister Zihan, it's time to get up!" Zhuo Yifan said with a wry smile.

"Oh! What time is it now? It's only 7:30, so early?" Song Zihan's voice recalled again, obviously he was a little uncomfortable with getting up so early. Perhaps he didn't have the habit of getting up early, so Zhuo Yifan thought to himself,

I don't care too much either.

"It's getting late. When you get up, we have to discuss what to do next!" Zhuo Yifan said with a wry smile.

"Okay, come to the room and wait for me, I'll wash up and come over immediately!" Song Zihan said.

Zhuo Yifan nodded and could only return to his room temporarily.

"How is it? Is Sister Zihan getting up?" Liu Meng asked at Zhuo Yifan who was walking back.

"I haven't gotten up yet! I'll probably take a while! I'll bring her some breakfast!" Zhuo Yifan said with a wry smile, then walked out of the room.

About ten minutes later, Zhuo Yifan returned to the room with breakfast again. Song Zihan was still chatting with Liu Meng. He didn't know what he was saying, both of them were smiling, but Zhuo Yi

After coming in, everyone kept silent!

"What are you talking about? You're so happy?" Zhuo Yifan asked curiously. The two girls' eyes looked at him with a deep taste, which made Zhuo Yifan feel confused.

"It's nothing. It's just talking about someone's style!" Song Zihan said with a smile. This reaction made Zhuo Yifan feel surprised.

The style issue? That is the problem of men and women? Even if Song Zihan doesn’t care about his own things, he shouldn’t be so happy? There must be a problem in the middle! Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan felt a little nervous!

"What's wrong with you?" Song Zihan couldn't help but ask when he looked at Zhuo Yifan with a strange look.

"I'm just wondering why you two look at me with this look?" Zhuo Yifan said with a wry smile.

"Because we have no way to deal with you! I have already learned about your absurd style, but what can I say? I have already understood every girl around you. I just now also talked to Liu.

After talking for a while, they were all good girls, and they all followed you wholeheartedly. I'm curious where you got such great magic power?" Song Zihan sighed and said.

"Haha, Sister Zihan, I haven't figured out this problem myself! You may not figure it out even more!" Zhuo Yifan said with a wry smile: "By the way, this is the breakfast I brought to you, while

Eat it hot!"

"Thank you!" Song Zihan took the plastic bag handed over from Zhuo Yifan, and nodded with a smile.

After Song Zihan had breakfast, Zhuo Yifan and the other two sat down and began to talk about what to do next.

"Yifan! Wei Zhendong had such a thing yesterday, and now Tang Tianfeng and the others have been alert. I guess there will be no action at the moment!" Song Zihan analyzed.

"I know what you said! Tang Tianfeng would not choose to do something that gives me an opportunity at this time! He will choose a good opportunity!" Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "The most critical issue now is ours

There is no comparison between strength and the power of the Tang Sect. The difference is too great. It is too difficult to win them!"

"Isn't this really the reason why you called me from Youzhou?" Song Zihan chuckled and said, "I have thought about it. We can still make connections with Zhong Shouwang, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee! After all, he is from our Song family.

, If we can help us, it would be great! After all, the Tang Sect is just a sect and a non-governmental organization, and cannot compete with the government's power. Although there are many people in the government who collude with it, there is a top leader of the municipal party committee

Help, those problems can be solved!"

"That would be great! Look at when will we go to meet this Secretary Zhong?" Zhuo Yifan nodded and said with a smile.

"I'll call him first! In terms of relationships, he is my cousin after all, so it's better to say hello!" Song Zihan nodded and said.

Half an hour later, Zhuo Yifan and the other two left their room and came to the hotel parking lot.

When he sat on Audi, Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said, "Do we need to prepare some gifts or something? After all, Secretary Zhong is also our elder. Isn't it too rude to go empty-handed?"

"Let's forget it! We are going to the municipal party committee now, not to his house. It's inconvenient to deliver things! When will we go to his house, it's not too late to deliver them again!" Song Zihan shook his head and said.

"Well! What you said makes sense. Then let's go directly!" Zhuo Yifan nodded, then started the car and drove towards the direction of the Fengdu Municipal Party Committee Office Building.

Half an hour later, Zhuo Yifan's car appeared outside the gate of the Fengdu Municipal Party Committee Office Building.

"Several people, what's wrong with you?" An armed policeman on duty at the door asked after saluting a military salute.

"Oh! We made an appointment with the municipal party secretary for a while to meet!" Song Zihan said with a smile.

"Please go to the communication room next to you to get a level!" the armed policeman said expressionlessly.

Zhuo Yifan and others looked at each other, and could only go to the communication room first, and then they successfully entered the municipal party committee compound.

The Fengdu Municipal Party Committee Office Building is a new building that has just been built recently. It is very grand, covers a wide area and has high floors. After Zhuo Yifan and the other two entered the office building, they felt like they could not find the north. In helplessness

I had to find a security guard on duty at the door to find out where the municipal party secretary's office was located, and then I took the elevator to go directly to the 4th floor.

As soon as the elevator reached the fourth floor, Song Zihan was the first to walk out. He ran into a middle-aged man who was rushing into the elevator in a hurry. He was not tall and had a buzz cut. His fat figure connected Song Zihan.

I knocked back several steps.

"Hey! I'm talking about what's going on with you? You don't have eyes when you walk?" A folder in the man's hand fell to the ground, and documents all over the floor were scattered.
Chapter completed!