Wang Zhaoping just opened the door of the reception room.
"Ouch!"
A figure standing close to the door was caught off guard and almost leaned forward and fell into the reception room.
"Xiao Qin! What are you doing?"
Wang Zhaoping frowned and looked at Qin Xiaoru who almost fell down.
"Ahem! Well, let me see if you need a refill, haha..."
Qin Xiaoru stood up, looking a little embarrassed.
"Refill?" Wang Zhaoping looked at her empty hands and stared.
"Are you very free? How about I leave the job of serving tea and water in the bureau to you this month?"
"Wang Captain, I suddenly remembered that I still have a report to write about the illegal sale of contraband in the bar two days ago. If there is nothing else, I will go to work first!"
Seeing Qin Xiaoru leaving in a hurry, Wang Zhaoping couldn't help but shook his head, his tone slightly helpless.
"Brother Meng is laughing, this girl is just too curious."
Curiosity? Just don’t have evil intentions...
I don't know if it's "Han Li's sequelae", but Meng Lang now looks at everyone like an assassin in life.
It's natural to have an unfriendly attitude, and it's more like having an overly friendly attitude...
If this continues, are you afraid that your paranoia about being persecuted will come to fruition?
"Is the 'smuggling contraband sold in bars' that Officer Qin just said was Hu Dazhi's group?" Meng Lang asked as he walked out.
"Well! I couldn't get away for the past two days, so I temporarily gave this girl to Xiao Qin. Although she is young, her abilities are still very reassuring."
Wang Zhaoping paused and glanced at Meng Lang.
"I don't know, Brother Meng, what do you think of this guy?"
As a common man, what can I think about a case of provoking quarrels and causing trouble?
"Of course we will punish them severely in accordance with the law, crack down on the forces of association, promote social righteousness, and give us a bright future!"
Wang Zhaoping smiled and nodded in understanding.
They had been escorting people out of their criminal investigation detachment building when they saw Meng Lang next to him suddenly stop.
He followed Meng Lang's slightly surprised gaze with confusion and saw a dejected young man just walking out of the office hall of the traffic police detachment next to him.
The public security organs in Suzhou City are centralized offices.
That is to say, various detachments including the Criminal Investigation Detachment, Public Security Management Detachment, and Traffic Police Detachment are all divided into the same administrative area to improve administrative efficiency.
So next door to their criminal investigation detachment is the traffic police detachment.
"Brother Meng, are you a friend?" Wang Zhaoping asked.
"Uh... I guess." Meng Lang looked a little strange.
I didn't expect to meet him here...
Wang Zhaoping suddenly felt something in his heart when he saw the young man coming out of the traffic police detachment office hall with his head hanging down, holding a stack of information and receipts in his hand, as if he was shocked.
This obviously looks like we are in trouble, right?
I can't help Brother Meng, but if I can help Brother Meng's friends, isn't that the same as hunting cattle across mountains?
I was worried that the favor I owed was too great to repay, so this opportunity came to my door!
"Brother Meng, I think your friend seems to be in trouble. I have a lot of acquaintances in the traffic police detachment. Do you need me to say hello to your friend?
I may not be able to help with issues of principle, but if you can be administratively accommodating, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Faced with Wang Zhaoping's enthusiasm, Meng Lang was shocked.
Don't mention it!
You are a criminal police captain, but you are not allowed to call the traffic police captain to say hello?
Although Wang Zhaoping doesn't look like someone who would bend the law for personal gain, but if the traffic police team gets it wrong and uses too much force, wouldn't my efforts last night have been in vain?
He immediately looked righteous.
“Wang Captain, who do you think I am?
Rely on connections and go through the back door?
The reason why I hate privilege is because it is not in my hands.
Please don’t let me become the kind of person I hate, thank you!”
After saying that, he left without looking back, leaving Wang Zhaoping with a confused look on his face.
Are you ruthless to your enemies and so selfless to your own people?
But he stared and pondered for a long time, and then his mind gradually came around.
The reason why I hate privilege is because it is not in my hands?
Can this... be said so confidently?
Not relying on connections or using the back door?
This is indeed the attitude...
"But... weren't you the one who had to jump in line for the driver's license test last time?"
Does this self-moral restraint sublimate so quickly?
…
"cough!"
As he was walking on the road, Han Fei, who looked depressed, suddenly heard a cough coming from nearby.
"Huh?" Han Fei turned his head and looked to his side with slightly confused eyes, and then his eyes slowly opened wide.
"Uh! Meng...Mr. Meng? Why are you here?"
"Haha! What a coincidence, I'm here to do something, and so is Director Han?"
Recalling Yan Weiwei's words, "If he gets depressed, the film will be ruined immediately", Meng Lang felt it was necessary to come over and check on the other person's mental state.
I invested 200 million...
Han Fei was embarrassed when he heard this.
"Mr. Meng, I'm ashamed to say that, I...I'm here to receive the punishment decision..."
"Alas! After we separated last night, I really mustered up the courage to express my feelings to her, but I didn't expect... I encountered a drunk driving investigation halfway..."
Han Fei smiled bitterly.
"It's also my fault that I left in such a hurry that I actually forgot to drink a glass of wine. As a result... ugh!"
A fine, seven days of road traffic safety law education, and even a retake of subject one were not the biggest blow to him.
His driver's license was suspended for six months for drunk driving, which was what made him even more miserable!
The dream had its wings broken before it even took off...
I’ve just been on the road less than three days ago!
Not to mention that the great courage that I finally mustered up in my chest was completely blown away by the alcohol tester...
Confession? Do you want to go there with the "Public Security Traffic Management Administrative Enforcement Measures Certificate" issued by the traffic police on duty?
"What? This...how could this happen? Blame me, blame me, why are you toasting me if you have nothing to do?" Meng Lang looked annoyed.
"No, no, no! Mr. Meng, please don't say that." Han Fei quickly waved his hand.
"You have helped me so much, and I can't thank you enough. As for the wine...who could have imagined that this would happen later?
Alas! If you want to blame, I must blame myself for being too careless and too unlucky."
Han Fei sighed helplessly.
Perhaps, this is the so-called success in the mall and failure in love?
This is because even Yue Lao is not willing to match himself...
As for the possibility of him being cheated... How could it be possible that someone would be kind enough to help him attract investment when he met someone by chance and there was no grievance?
Han Fei couldn't even imagine that there is a kind of reporting in this world called "I'm doing this for your own good"...
"Alas! The matter has come to this, and it is useless to say anything. However, Director Han, you have to think for the best in everything.
In fact, this kind of experience might not be a bad thing for you!"
Seeing Han Fei's devastated look, Meng Lang decided to enlighten him as much as possible for the sake of his 200 million.
"Huh?" Han Fei was a little confused.
My driver's license has been revoked, is there any benefit?
Is it fuel efficient?
"Think about it, doesn't the protagonist in your script also have his driver's license revoked? Your and his moods are inexplicably consistent!
Most directors are either methodists or expressionists. How many of them can be as experientialists as you are?
Isn’t this helpful for you to figure out the script and the protagonist?”
Uh... Listening to what you said, it seems to make sense.
Isn’t this price a little too high?
I don’t want to let my life really follow my own script...
Speaking of the script, Han Fei suddenly remembered that someone else helped raise the 200 million investment for his movie.
If you appear too disappointed in front of others...will it affect their investment confidence?
Having your driver's license taken away is a small matter, but losing your investment is a big deal!
"Yeah! I was enlightened. Mr. Meng's words were such an enlightenment for me!"
He cheered up and showed an expression of great joy.
"Indeed, it's just a six-month suspension of your driver's license. It's nothing compared to this movie.
Don't worry, Mr. Meng, I will definitely take this opportunity to figure out the protagonist's state of mind and strive to make this movie even better!
At that time, I will take the premiere ticket and confess my love to my goddess!"
Well……
Looking at Han Fei who looked like he had been injected with blood, Meng Lang looked confused.
The reasons for comforting that I just talked about so casually are so highly recognized by others?
Is it because you are too involved in the drama and are reluctant to come out of the drama? You are being plotted and still smiling. Are you showing off your exaggerated acting skills to others, or are you falling in love with acting?
Well... this is not the point. Director Han, just cheer up...
"By the way, Mr. Meng, I just have a question about film shooting and would like to ask for your opinion."
Han Fei saw that Meng Lang looked satisfied. In order to leave a good impression on others, Han Fei decided to show his good state of "putting aside the love between his children and focusing on his career".
"Huh? What's the problem?"
"It's about movie theme songs. Mr. Qu asked me to recommend a few songs first.
If you have to ask a music production company to customize it, it will not only be time-consuming and labor-intensive, but the effect cannot be guaranteed.
If you use existing old songs, it will be easier and more cost-effective.
I'm leaning toward the latter, but I don't have a clue after thinking about it.
I think Mr. Meng is both a driver and the prototype of the protagonist. I wonder if you were asked to choose a song for this movie, what would you choose?"
Choosing a song? Meng Lang lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and inexplicably thought of a certain brother.
"Well...what do you think of "The Ordinary Road"?"
Ordinary road?
Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he sang a few lines in a low voice.
"I have crossed mountains and seas, and also crossed mountains and seas of people.
Everything I once owned was gone like smoke in the blink of an eye..."
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
Han Fei sang a few words in a low voice, his eyes gradually brightened, and he kept saying wonderful things.
"Isn't this just in line with the protagonist's state of mind when he falls from the top to the mortal world? Why didn't I think of that!
"The Ordinary Road" is really suitable. It is perfect as a theme song to interpret the protagonist's life!" Han Fei looked excited.
A theme song that interprets the protagonist’s life?
No, if I am really the protagonist, then the ordinary road is not suitable to be the theme song of my life...
He smiled.
"In fact, compared to the theme song, I prefer it to be just an interlude..."