The young police officer slapped the table and said, "This is a police station. Do you think it is a public toilet? Come first, and leave as long as you want?"

"Xiao Li!"

A thick voice came, and the young police officer stood up quickly and said respectfully: "Sir!"

The director wearing a navy blue uniform waved his hand, and the young police officer packed the documents and stood up. The director immediately sat opposite Bai Fengjiu.

The director is nearly 60 years old, his hair is still black and his face is kind, and he smiles: "Young man, your name is Bai Fengjiu, right?"

Bai Fengjiu nodded and said, "I didn't hit anyone, so I don't want to waste time here."

The director said: "I know you didn't hit anyone, now you can leave."

Bai Fengjiu got up, picked up the cell phone on the table, and left the police station without looking back.

Police officer Xiao Li said: "Sir, the matter has not been found out yet, how can he let him leave like this? If the old man's family comes to the office to make trouble..."

The director waved his hand and said, "The old man's family has helped him clarify that the old man has mental illness. He did not hit him, but the old man accidentally fell down."

Bai Fengjiu left the police station, a black Audi A6L parked in front of her, and the window lowered, revealing a white young man's face, but his face was filled with the arrogance he had developed over the years.

Looking at each other, Bai Fengjiu said, "I won't take a taxi."

The man said, "Get into the car, our boss wants to see you."

"See me?"

The man nodded and said, "Our boss asked you to go over and help."

"Please, don't go!" Bai Fengjiu refused. He hated trouble the most. This time he came out to accompany Jin Wushuang, and everything had to be aside. Even if the demons broke through the barrier and came to the world, he didn't want to interfere.

Bai Fengjiu turned his head and walked away. The young man took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"This young man has a stubborn temper and he refuses to see you."

"I see."

In the quiet tea pavilion, a man in his fifties, in a suit and ties hung up the phone. He pulled the blue tie buckle on his white shirt and frowned and looked at an old man sitting opposite him.

"Old Wang, the young man you mentioned really has such great ability? Can he really solve my troubles?" the middle-aged man said suspiciously.

The person who is called Wang Lao is nothing but Wang Tianliang who was discharged from the hospital.

He tasted the fragrant tea and said, "Don't look at the fact that you are the head of a city, born under the red flag, grew up in New China, and received atheistic education, but you have to believe some things. You have seen what I was tortured by evil spirits. If it weren't for him, my life would have been gone."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "But the temper of this young man..."

"A strange man has a different temper and nature than an ordinary person. He is not your subordinate who observes words and flatters. If you want to ask him to do things, you must put your posture down."

Wang Tianliang grabbed a handful of rice from the pottery jar next to him, and raised his hand to sprinkle it on the open space outside the tea pavilion. A flock of pigeons flew over and cooed and pecked on the ground.

"How is your old man's illness?"

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "It's still the same. The disease that fell when he was young when he was fighting in the southern jungle. Today he ran out and fell on the side of the road. He grabbed the other person and refused to let go. He insisted that he was hit by someone. Unexpectedly, this person was Bai Fengjiu. Maybe it was fate."

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly, remembered his illness, and turned to his face full of sorrow.

Wang Tianliang picked up the crutches beside him and stood up, slowly walked down the steps. The pecking pigeon was disturbed and flew away with his wings. The whistle on his legs made a sound of whimpering like waves in the air.

Wang Tianliang looked into the distance and said lightly: "You must leave professional matters to professionals. Only he can solve your disease."

Lido Hotel, 302 rooms.

Jin Wushuang stood at the door and hesitated. Today, the official car came to the construction site three times.

After shutting down work, rectifying, sealing the construction vehicle, Jin Wushuang could no longer stand it.

She knew that this was Zhong Liang giving herself eye drops. If she didn't come tonight, she would issue a sky-high fine tomorrow, which was something that Jin Wushuang could not bear.

The knife was put on his neck, and Jin Wushuang had to bow his head. Even if he knew that there was a tiger and wolf behind the door, he could only bite the bullet and go in.

Taking a deep breath, Jin Wushuang raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door opened and a face that Jin Wushuang hated was revealed behind the door.

Zhong Liang took a shower, wrapped in a white nightgown, holding a goblet in his hand, and half a cup of red wine inside emitted an amber luster under the light.

"Wushuang is here, come in quickly, I know you won't break the appointment."

The fat and thick hand raised, hugging Jin Wushuang's shoulder, but was grabbed by a forceful hand.

Bai Fengjiu flashed and appeared, "Borrow it, I'll go in."

Zhong Liang shook Bai Fengjiu's hand away and asked coldly: "Mr. Jin, what does this mean?"

Jin Wushuang pretended to be innocent and said, "This is my husband. I didn't plan to bring him here, but he couldn't leave me and wanted to come with me. You know, the newlyweds are inseparable, and I can't do anything about it!"

While the two were talking, Bai Fengjiu walked into the room casually, and a candlelight dinner was placed on the long table in the living room.

"Is this for us? I'm really a little hungry." Bai Fengjiu sat down without hesitation, picked up the knife and fork and feasted, and tried to politely from time to time.

"The beef is a bit old, the egg tart is pretty good, this strawberry sundae is too cool, Wushuang, you have a bad appetite, so don't eat it."

Seeing Bai Fengjiu ruining the dinner he had prepared carefully, the muscles on Zhong Liang's face seemed to have twitched and trembled continuously.

Although Zhong Liang was annoyed, he had no choice but to talk to Bai Fengjiu.

Bai Fengjiu ate and said, "Director Zhong, right? Don't you say you want to give me some advice on my wife? You are busy, don't worry about me."

Jin Wushuang took out the file bag from his bag and placed all the information he needed to pay on the table.

"Director Zhong, please take a look at what materials are missing. If there is nothing missing, sign a letter on it and I can apply for a certificate tomorrow."

"Sign it? What's the sign?" Zhong Liang sneered and said, "Have I promised you to sign it?"

Zhong Liang tasted the red wine in the glass, shrugged his eyelids and said, "Now is my private time. Private time is for enjoyment, not for office work. I am a very principled person. I want to sign and apply for a certificate. If you go to the bureau to find Xiao Liu at 8:30 tomorrow, he will handle it for you."

The ball was kicked back again, and Jin Wushuang gritted her teeth. If Zhong Liang didn't sign this tonight, he would definitely wear small shoes for himself tomorrow.

If the law enforcement officers go to the construction site again, the project will be over. Jinding Group will also roll the bedding and roll out of Donghai City, and the hundreds of millions of investments will be wasted.

"You are very principled?" Bai Fengjiu put down the knife and fork in her hand, picked up the napkin on the table to wipe the corner of her mouth, stepped forward to Zhong Liang, and looked down at him with a high altitude.

Zhong Liang was so fierce that he shouted, "What do you want to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Fengjiu grabbed the hair that was not much above his head, and then he suddenly smashed it to the tempered glass coffee table.
Chapter completed!