"I'm willing to be beaten by him!?" Ling Shu was stunned again.
"Yes, Qi Ma!" She Yingtong, who followed the door and walked in with a bowl of red bean paste, said, "Yesterday, Bing'er and I saw it outside the door. Brother Feijin beat you until you cracked!"
Ling Shu was completely stunned when he heard this: "You two... Feilun didn't close the door?!" In fact, she was the one walking behind yesterday and forgot to close the door tightly, but a man would never want to talk to a woman about this kind of thing.
The justification is clear.
"Ah sneeze!"
Ferran, who was walking to the chief private officer's office, suddenly sneezed: "No way? Could it be that I caught a cold after being exposed for too long yesterday? I'm not that bad, am I?"
"Boom!"
"!"
Feilun pushed open the door and walked in: "Prince, you are looking for me!"
"You did a good job on Lao Chen's case. You successfully rescued the two children, and the monetary losses (some US dollar bills were smashed during the exchange of fire) were not big!" Meng Changjun praised, "What's more important is
Yes, you caught two suspects, and although one of them became an idiot, the superiors are very satisfied with your performance!"
", private!" Feilun said casually.
"By the way, I heard that you suffered a gunshot wound?" Meng Changjun asked again.
Feilun patted his left chest and said: "Yes, the sniper bullet pierced the eye and wiped the internal organs. Fortunately, the lungs were not injured...I didn't come to the office in the morning and went to the hospital to take X-rays for diagnosis!"
"Oh? Is this the case? It seems that your injury is quite serious. According to the rules, I have to grant you a few days of sick leave?" Meng Changjun said and went to look for the leave note in the drawer.
"You don't have to, I'm fine. If you don't believe me, just look at it!" As he said that, Feilun deliberately moved his left shoulder and circled it twice, which startled Meng Changjun.
"You brat, stop quickly. This is a gunshot wound. What if the sutured wound bursts if you move like this?"
"It's okay. I really don't need to take a vacation, I'm so private!"
Before Feilun could show off his muscles, Meng Changjun slapped the table: "Pah! I have to stop even if I don't stop. That's it!" After that, he signed the leave note and threw it in front of Feilun.
"Ten days? My dear, isn't this too long?"
Feilun grimaced and refused to take a vacation, but Meng Changjun did not let go at all. Instead, he looked like he was begging his grandfather to sue his grandma: "Do you know how many calls I received this morning asking you to take a vacation? Ah?"
Deputy Director Bai was the first one, followed by Brother Yi, and then Mrs. Ye. Before lunch, even the Special Administrative Region called me. Besides, you were supposed to be on leave because you were shot, so I don’t think it’s okay if I don’t grant you leave!
"
Hearing this, Feren was immediately speechless. After all, no matter how awesome he was, he would still be in trouble. Unless he stopped being a police officer, that would be enough: "Okay. I'll take a vacation, but you won't be able to do it for two days."
?One week. How about one week?"
"Alan, ten days is the minimum you need to recuperate after being shot. You can't do it any more..." Before Meng Changjun could finish his words, the intercom phone on his desk suddenly rang again.
"This line is a constitutional committee-level call. I'll answer it first!" Meng Changjun explained casually and picked up the phone: "Hello, who is this? Haha, it's Ling Dachu, is there something wrong? Okay, okay, I'll
Got it, I’ve already approved Feren’s leave! Okay, okay, don’t worry, he’s almost gone home to recuperate now!”
Feilun couldn't help curling his lips when he heard Meng Changjun's lies. When he put down the phone, he immediately complained: "What a smuggler,?"
Meng Changjun stared at this and said, "I have to be reliable in what I say, right?"
"How reliable are you? I'm obviously still in your office, but you said I've returned home... This is obviously a lie!"
"What nonsense, I order you to get off work right now and drive home!" Meng Changjun said solemnly.
"Does today count as part of the ten-day holiday?"
"Of course...it doesn't count!"
Fearon: "..."
Just when Fei Lun left the West Kowloon regional headquarters in anger, Liu Yufei made an appointment with Lingshe, the largest gambling equipment wholesaler in Haojiang, through Song Cai's relationship!
The surname "Ling" is quite rare, but it is not uncommon. However, people with this surname in Hong Kong and Macao can be said to be almost extinct, but Liu Yufei made a special trip to make an appointment with someone with such a surname, which made Song Cai, who was helping to thread the needle, a little puzzled.
The explanation was that he, who had benefited a lot from Concubine Liu Yu, naturally knew the rules of being a "middle man", although he was curious and didn't ask further.
East Tsim Sha Tsui, view restaurant.
Liu Yufei, who was the first to arrive here, asked for a table by the window. Of course, she did this on purpose. As expected, when Lingshe arrived, her expression changed slightly when she saw where she was sitting.
However, after a slight hesitation, Lingshe walked to the table and said with a smile: "Is this the Miss Liu that Young Master Song is talking about?"
"No, I am Mrs. Liu now!" Liu Yufei corrected the mistake in Lingshe's words at the same time.
This man was in his early forties, with slightly white temples and a plain appearance, but his pair of small red phoenix eyes were extremely sparkling. The light emitted from them even made Liu Yufei feel slightly uneasy. However, for the purpose of coming to Hong Kong, she still resisted the temptation.
The urge to kill the opponent directly with a gun.
"Whether it's Miss Liu or Mrs. Liu, you are quite pretty, but it's a pity that you broke my rules!" Ling She said this and planned to turn around and leave.
Hearing this, Liu Yufei muttered: "Sir, wait a minute, if you sit across from me, no one will see you unless a helicopter flies by the window!"
Lingshe raised her eyebrows and said, "But this restaurant is monitored."
"Then you're here anyway!" Liu Yufei said playfully.
"I didn't know there was surveillance until I came here..." As Ling She said this, he pulled up the high-backed chair and sat down.
Liu Yufei smiled lightly and said, "Isn't that true?"
"It seems that Mrs. Liu has touched my bottom more or less...waiter!" At this point, Lingshe suddenly snapped her fingers and called the waiter over.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
"Two bottles of Martell, your most expensive vintage!"
"Okay, please wait!"
The waiter bowed and retreated, but Liu Yufei's expression changed slightly: "Mr. Ling, drinking without asking for food will hurt your stomach..."
Lingshe said with a joking face: "Isn't there an idiom? It's called feasting and showing off. I'm already full, why can't I drink? Of course, if you don't want to talk about business, you don't have to drink with me!"
Hearing this, Liu Yufei's expression changed completely. Before she could explain, Lingshe made a stop gesture: "Any more nonsense will not give me face!"
Soon, two bottles of Martell were brought up. Lingshe opened one directly and said after a long sigh: "Come on, Mrs. Liu, drink with me. What will happen to you after drinking this bottle?"
Let’s talk again!”
Liu Yufei was furious when she saw this, but Lingshe had no choice but to drink with her. However, after downing half a bottle of Martell, she was already a little drunk.
Lingshe saw that her pretty face was very attractive, and he half-jokingly said: "Mrs. Liu, I know you asked someone to ask me out because you were a drunkard and not for drinking. In fact, I came to accept the date just because you were drunkard."
Not drinking!”
Liu Yufei shook her head, forced herself to smile and replied: "You are a drunkard and don't care about drinking, but I am a drunkard and don't care about being drunk. Let's talk about business!"
Ling She's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and said: "Haha, although I like beautiful women, I never force them to be beautiful. Since you said so, then I, a drunkard, don't care and I will treat you as my friend today."
, but our friendship is still very shallow, so there is no need to talk about anything else!" After saying that, he stood up and left.
When Concubine Liu Yu saw this, she immediately became angry. She also stood up and shouted, "Lingshe, what do you want?"
Lingshe smiled and said: "It seems that you really want the goods, but for those of us who come out to fool around and talk about money and women, if you are not willing to sacrifice, you have to tell us the number, right?"
Liu Yufei was overjoyed when she heard this, and was about to make an offer when Lingshe made another "stop" gesture and said: "Wait a minute, I see you are really drunk. There are countless pairs of eyes around us staring at us. Go
Let’s chat in my car!”
Liu Yufei hesitated for a moment, but finally followed Lingshe out of the restaurant. However, when she was approaching the door, the waiter came up to her and said, "Are you two going to leave? But the bill for table No. 7 has not been settled yet...
"
Before the waiter could finish speaking, Lingshe and Liu Yufei said almost in no particular order: "Charge it to my account, and we'll calculate it together later!" After saying that, the two of them looked at each other, and both had some confidence in the other's financial resources.
Liu Yufei knew that Lingshe was a big fan of buying and selling information. This was not possible without some financial resources. Since Lingshe was in the business of buying and selling information, she naturally wanted her clients to be as rich as possible.
The waiter was not surprised when he heard that the two people wanted to "keep accounts" and just said: "Then please report your VIP account and let me check and record it!"
"Then use mine!" Liu Yufei and Lingshe said the same thing almost in unison, and they immediately looked at each other and smiled, feeling quite connected.
When he came out after hanging up the accounts and got on Lingshe's car, Lingshe's attitude was no longer as cold as before, but more interesting: "Mrs. Liu, please tell me if you need anything!"
Liu Yufei did not ask Lingshe if his car was safe, and said directly: "I need detailed information!"
"In what way?"
"one person!"
"Name!"
"I only know that his surname is Zhou, and everyone in the street calls him Lao Zhou!"
Ling She's expression suddenly changed slightly: "Lao Zhou who once hid in Lisboa for two days?"
"Yes, that's him!"
"One hundred thousand, I'll give you some advice!"
"One hundred thousand US dollars is so little?" Liu Yufei was surprised.
"It's not information, just advice!" Lingshe said.
Liu Yufei heard this and said angrily: "I don't need any advice!"
"If you don't want to die in Hong Kong and Macau, I think you want to be there when needed!"
"Okay, I'll give you one hundred thousand, what advice?"
"Don't ever look for Lao Zhou again or search for anything related to him, because he was killed by a great master..."
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