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Chapter 023 Chen Zhuang Maitreya Chen Tianfu

Of course, Chen Lisong knew that the person who used a short gun to press his head was Huang Daming, but the face he saw was another person: Chen Tianfu.

Chen Tianfu was urged by his uncle Chen Ruyi early in the morning to come to find Huang Daming, but Chen Ruyi had just convinced Chen Tianfu that a "fever" gun battle occurred in the police team's office building. Chen Tianfu was afraid of death and did not dare to come! However, when he did not come, Huang Daming ran to find him.

It turned out that after Huang Daming learned that the group of "bandits" in Daoxia had received the batch of guns, he was afraid that those people would chase him and then drove away. But he did not dare to go home because Li Feijiao knew his house. After thinking about it, he ran to Chen Tianfu to hide. Chen Tianfu's yard was not only built as solid, but also a group of men guarding the yard guarding the yard with guns. Huang Daming hid in, so naturally he was not afraid that Li Feijiao would come with the group of "bandits".

Zheng Qiyun waited for Li Fei to follow Li Xiao and the others to run to Daoxia, and in order to save his police job, he naturally went to Huang Daming Pao to report and told Li Feijiao that he had left the office.

Huang Daming couldn't believe it because he knew that he had just forced Zheng Qiyun to die in the office building, and he was still shooting behind Zheng Qiyun, so he asked Chen Tianfu to bring a few fully armed men to accompany him to the police team.

Of course, Chen Tianfu would not let Chen Ruyi come with him in a car, so he asked Chen Ruyi to stay at his house and wait for him to come back.

After Huang Daming arrived at the police brigade and met his own people, he knew that Zheng Qiyun's words were true, so he dared to bring Chen Tianfu into the building.

"Zheng Qiyun, lock Chen Lisong up again!"

After he asked Zheng Qiyun to escort Chen Lisong into the confinement room again, he found that Chen Tianfu stood straight at the door of the duty lounge with his eyes unmoved. He glanced inside curiously and immediately understood why Chen Tianfu was dazed, because Zheng Yiyi was also sitting by the bed in a daze.

He quietly said to Chen Tianfu's ear: "Hey, Brother Tianfu, I think it's almost done."

When Chen Tianfu heard Huang Daming's reminder, he suddenly came back to his senses and quickly changed his expression. His smile immediately piled on his cheeks and said politely: "Brother Daming, should you invite me to have a tea?"

Lin Qinghe naturally knew that as soon as Huang Daming came back, Chen Lisong would definitely have nothing good, so she was not surprised that Zheng Qiyun put Chen Lisong in the confinement room.

After hearing Chen Tianfu talk to Huang Daming, she looked back at her mother, quickly closed the door and reminded her mother: "Mom! Put on your clothes!"

Zheng Yiyi put on her clothes and knew that Huang Daming had come back. She dressed up in front of the toilet table in the lounge. She asked Lin Qinghe to open the door and went to find Huang Daming.

Huang Daming was drinking tea with Chen Tianfu in his office and chatting, while Zheng Yiyi knocked on the door.

Chen Tianfu had long known that Zheng Yiyi was coming as he heard the slightest footsteps. He turned around and stared at Zheng Yiyi with a smile. He had already regarded himself as the master of this place: "Two fairies as beautiful as celestial beings, please come in quickly, please come in quickly! Come and have some tea."

After saying that, he felt that this was not sincere enough, so he immediately stood up and went to the door to pick up someone: "You two are welcome!"

Zheng Yiyi saw a man who was a little older than her and about forty years old, wearing a long gown embroidered with several navy blue "Fu" characters, with a sincere and smile on her face. She looked pleasing to the eye and was very polite. She had long been full of affection for him, so she naturally smiled friendly to Chen Tianfu: "I'm working!"

When Zheng Yiyi walked to the tea table, Chen Tianfu followed him diligently, reached out and pulled out a backrest chair, gently wiped the dust on the chair, squatted and blew it, and then said: "Please sit down, beautiful fairy, your visit will immediately fill the office of Chief Huang's office with sunshine and spring is full of the house!"

Zheng Yiyi felt that she had been married to Tiancheng for more than ten years and had never met such a gentle man. Moreover, since she married to Tiancheng, she had never heard anyone use such beautiful words of praise in person. She immediately felt very happy and couldn't help but look at Chen Tianfu a few more times.

"Thank you! Your smile is really like Miqin Buddha and looks very comfortable."

What a sincere person says is simple; what a hypocritical person says is full of lies; what a flatterer says is flattered everywhere.

Zheng Yiyi and Lin Qinghe sat down on the side of the tea table. After Chen Tianfu waited for them to sit down, he also gracefully carried his long gown and sat down opposite Huang Daming.

Huang Daming said: "You are really right. Mr. Chen is really called Chen Zhuang's 'Maitreya'!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Qinghe intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Qinghe didn't sleep all night, and although she was younger than her mother, she looked tired.

Chen Tianfu's eyes followed Huang Daming and glanced at Lin Qinghe. He felt that she looked average and stopped looking at her and let her take a nap at the table.

Zheng Yiyi had just experienced a gunfight and knew that Chief Huang, who was sitting on the tea table next to her, was not a good person. She asked carefully: "Sir, you said last night that you are here to arrange the two things that the little girl asked for today. Can you arrange them now?"

Chen Tianfu directly spoke on behalf of Huang Daming: "Arrangement, guarantee arrangements! Which two things may I ask?"

Zheng Yiyi was amused by Chen Tianfu's interruption and asked with a smile: "You don't know what two things you do, how can you just agree to us for Chief Huang?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I have to ask more questions about this kind of thing. Don't worry if you ask too much."

"It's okay. Actually, the first thing the chief has arranged was that, but I came last night, and neither my daughter nor I had a good rest."

Zheng Yiyi also saw Lin Qinghe taking a nap next to her and continued, "What are you laughing at? The little girl actually took a nap here. Qinghe, Qinghe, wake up. Otherwise, you go over and sleep for a while."

Chen Tianfu had actually heard his subordinates report to him about what Lin Qinghe asked last night and said deliberately: "You ask me to guess and see if the guess is right, how?"

Zheng Yiyi's daughter Lin Qinghe is as old as Lin Jinzhu, who had just married Chen Lisong for two months. Because in rural China eighty years ago, women's marriage and childbearing age were generally young, so Zheng Yiyi was only 35 or 6 years old, so she was still a little fun. Now she doesn't care about her parents and answered: "Then do you guess?"

"Do you have to let the police team take charge of the funeral?"

Zheng Yiyi gave him a thumbs up and said, "You are so smart!"

"Actually, the beautiful lady's eyes can speak and will tell you what you want!"

"Oh? So powerful? Then can I guess. Now I'm taking my daughter to find Chief Huang and ask him for help?"

Last night, Zheng Yiyi and Lin Qinghe wanted Huang Daming to send a car to take them back to Tiancheng. The subordinates had already told Chen Tianfu, so he had long guessed what she wanted to do: "This is not difficult. If Chief Huang can't help you, I can do it for you, and I can do it very happily!"

Zheng Yiyi was already thirty-five and six years old at this time, and she still asked naively: "Really?"

Chen Tianfu immediately stood up and said, "Of course it's true! You can do it anytime, leave now, I will accompany you back to Tiancheng with you to pick up your husband to handle your mother's funeral!"
Chapter completed!
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