Fang Chaoyang shook his head and stood up and said, "Wenwen, I won't talk about this anymore. I'm very happy to get your appreciation. Come and pick one and take it away!"

"Thank you, I will treasure it."

Lin Wenwen smiled sweetly and followed Fang Chaoyang to the bedroom. Below the bookcase in the corner, there were many framed calligraphy scrolls.

Fang Chaoyang carried the scroll out and placed it on the bed, patiently unfolded it in turn, and soon covered half of the bed.

"Brother, you are so awesome. You can write so many fonts. I'm just starting to learn regular script." Lin Wenwen praised with her eyes full of stars.

"Computer typing is popular nowadays, and fewer people like calligraphy are liked, and fewer practitioners are practicing." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Brother, what job do you do?" Lin Wenwen asked with her little face raised.

"I am a people's judge."

"No wonder, there will be friends from the Public Security Bureau." Lin Wenwen said in surprise.

"We are classmates and have always been very good. He is more casual than his own at home, which makes me always have to do housework." Fang Chaoyang said with a smile.

"Then I want this one, okay?" Lin Wenwen pointed to an eight-square-foot work with eight big characters written in Han Li: a righteous body, a clean and elegant sleeves.

"Girls should choose this one." Fang Chaoyang pointed to a poem written in a running script, "Butterfly Love Flower".

"Actually, my dream is to be a **, but I became a poor student and could only study in three types of universities. I dare not count on choosing a major. Which major I want me to study!" Lin Wenwen pouted and said.

"Haha, you were very timid just now and it was not suitable to be a slap." Fang Chaoyang was amused.

"Okay, I'm just timid. My classmate named me Lin Xiaodan. He hid far away when he saw the insects. Brother, just give me this one. I heard that Han Li is difficult to write, so I want to try it." Lin Wenwen insisted.

Fang Chaoyang nodded, Lin Wenwen carefully rolled up and placed it aside, and helped roll up all the other calligraphy and put it in the cabinet.

When he opened the door, Lin Wenwen, who was holding the scroll, asked, "Brother, I have any questions I don't understand. Can I disturb you again?"

"Of course, don't tell your neighbor that I'm a judge."

"I understand, you are the same as that police officer, and your profession is special!"

Lin Wenwen nodded, hummed a little song and went downstairs, looking very happy. Fang Chaoyang closed the door, sat back on the sofa, drank the remaining half cup of juice, and showed a thoughtful look.

Shang Yong suspected that Lin Wenwen had a problem, but there was no reason. There was no curtain in the house. From Lin Wenwen's residence, you could see someone walking around in the living room. Why did she stick it on the door and eavesdrop?

But Lin Wenwen is just a famous girl, not like a very scheming girl. So, what is her purpose in contacting herself?

It is true that she understands calligraphy, but it looks more like making excuses to contact each other. Choosing that calligraphy is more like a kind of praise for herself.

Fang Chaoyang did not intend to ignore Lin Wenwen from now on, wondering what she was planning. It would be very sad if the female college student was also involved in secular opportunities.

Back in the bedroom, Fang Chaoyang was still standing in front of the window practicing calligraphy. When he looked up, he saw Lin Wenwen appearing in front of the window, waving his little hand toward him. Then another girl appeared. The two seemed to be playing, and then their figure disappeared and they pulled up the curtains.

After taking a shower, Fang Chaoyang lay on the bed and took his phone. There were already several messages on it. They were all sent by his girlfriend. They were just asking if he had fallen asleep and how he was working today.

"Xiao Jiang, can you withdraw from the million-dollar signature?" Fang Chaoyang asked in a message.

"cannot!"

Fang Chaoyang threw away his cell phone and was very unhappy. The problems caused by this public opinion storm were very obvious and had affected the normal handling of cases by the public security, procuratorate and courts.

The clues that Shang Yong found were becoming increasingly obvious that Qiu Dali's case was not simple, with more and more suspicious points. He was dealt with hasty, so some people could only laugh secretly behind their backs.

After a while, Peng Jiang's message came again, "Chaoyang, I quit now and will let my colleagues laugh at me. I believe you can handle it impartially and I have always believed it."

Fang Chaoyang only replied with one word about Peng Jiang’s insistence, OK!

The next morning, Fang Chaoyang was woken up by the phone ringtone, and the name displayed on it was Hai Xiaozhou.

"Xiaozhou, has it been a fruit?" Fang Chaoyang asked anxiously.

"Hmph, don't think about beautiful things. I tentatively talked to the Prosecutor last night, and he hung up the phone directly, making him so sad." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"It seems that I can only go find him." Fang Chaoyang said depressedly.

"He just called and asked me to tell you, and I would like to go to his office at nine o'clock." Hai Xiaozhou said.

Fang Chaoyang smiled, and looked like he had a door, and asked quickly: "Xiaozhou, will you be there at that time?"

"I was dragged down by you, so I asked me to go there. You said, "You don't want to transfer me to another position, right? The chair has not been warm and the gun has not been obtained!" Hai Xiaozhou said.

"No! Attorney General Wen is not that kind of person."

"Come on, don't look at the smile all day long, it can scare people when you start a fire."

"Then we'll see you at nine."

"Chaoyang, I can warn you not to talk to the Prosecutor General, after all, he is my leader. If you make a fuss, you will be able to do something if you pat your butt and leave." Hai Xiaozhou spoke very seriously.

"Don't worry, it won't embarrass you." Fang Chaoyang hurriedly agreed.

In order not to delay traffic jams, Fang Chaoyang left the door at 8 o'clock and entered the Dong'an People's Procuratorate at 8 o'clock.

After waiting in the lobby downstairs for ten minutes, she saw Hai Xiaozhou wearing uniform walking in. She was very satisfied with Fang Chaoyang waiting here, smiled, and waved: "Let's go and meet our leader."

The door of the attorney general's office on the third floor was covered with a man in his fifties sitting inside, with his sideburns already showing grey gray hair. He was reading a judicial magazine focused on reading.

This person is Prosecutor General Wen Gang. He has worked in this position for fifteen years and has received all the honors he has already been able to hang a wall.

Fang Chaoyang knocked on the door politely, and Wen Gang immediately got up, opened the door, stretched out his wide palm, and shook hands with Fang Chaoyang.

"Director Chaoyang, I'm sorry, I want to let you go for a break." Wen Gang said politely.

"Prosecutor General, I'm embarrassed to be embarrassed. I'm asking you to do something." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Please sit down quickly. Xiaozhou called me last night, which made me not sleep well all night." Wen Gang complained while preparing to sit down.

"Hehe, Prosecutor General, I just think the matter is too big, so I dare to disturb you." Hai Xiaozhou smiled apologized.

Wen Gang lit her fingers a few times, and Hai Xiaozhou stuck out his tongue and stood aside.
Chapter completed!