Seven hundred and twentieth chapters have not yet called the Lord
At eight o'clock in the morning, the flight landed at Gangcheng Airport.
Because there was a fire at the airport, Ye Fan and the others waited for another half an hour before getting off the plane.
Perhaps because they had waited too long, everyone hurriedly piled onto the shuttle bus, and the man with glasses took the lead and stood at the front of the bus.
The black guy was also chatting with his cell phone and looking at Ye Fan fiercely from the corner of his eye, as if he wanted to ask someone to hit Ye Fan.
Five minutes later, the shuttle bus arrived at the shuttle port, and Ye Fan and the others boarded the immigration.
"stop!"
Hundreds of passengers were inspected one by one, and nearly a hundred people were quickly released. When it was Ye Fan's turn, he was stopped by a female staff member.
Then Ye Fan was invited to the table next to him for further inspection.
Ye Fan glanced at the other party's work ID: Situ Ling.
Many passengers looked at Ye Fan with disdain and scrutiny. After all, only those with problems could be stopped by immigration staff for detailed inspection.
Women in short skirts take pleasure in their misfortune.
The man with glasses gave Situ Ling a thumbs up: She is indeed my cousin, she is efficient enough in doing things.
"Write out your mobile phone password!"
At the table next to him, several staff members kept looking through Ye Fan's luggage, checking his valid documents, and searching his clothes and shoes.
Finally, they asked Ye Fan to hand over his mobile phone password and read his emails and information.
Compared with what happened to Ye Fan, the black man had no problem. Not only did the female staff not check his ID in detail, she nodded and bowed to show concern for the redness and swelling on his face.
"Sir, please hand over the password quickly."
When Ye Fan glanced at the black boy and successfully passed the customs, Situ Ling was tapping the table heavily and impatiently issued an instruction to Ye Fan.
"Hand over the password?"
Ye Fan looked at the messy suitcase, gently pulled out a chair and sat down: "Find someone who can make a decision!"
Several staff members frowned slightly and looked at Mark with disdain.
Does this guy sound so crazy?
You actually ask the person in charge to come over when you open your mouth?
Do you think of yourself as a superior person?
They have seen many arrogant department cadres, and they always ask the person in charge to come over and talk to them. As a result, they are trained like a grandson.
A fair, rich and beautiful woman with a net worth of several billion was almost collapsed after being checked over and over by them and even took off her clothes. In the end, she didn't even dare to fart.
So Situ Lingnu sneered: "If you have anything to tell us, we can definitely make the decision."
Another woman with bangs also looked disdainful:
"Even if you are rich and young and official, we can still make the decision."
"I advise you to cooperate and hand over your password."
"We need to check your phone carefully to see if you took any random photos."
The rest of the staff also had similar playful smiles, obviously they had seen too much of a frog in the well like Ye Fan, who was most likely an arrogant nouveau riche kid.
"You can actually make the decision, so I will make the decision for you."
Ye Fan hooked his fingers: "Bring my phone over and I'll make a call."
"Hey, call me, big shot?"
Staff Situ Ling scoffed: "Should we call Longdu or your village chief's office?"
Several companions folded their hands on their chests and laughed.
The men with glasses who were watching the show also had playful faces.
Dare to act wild here, Ye Fan doesn't even check whether he has enough background?
Situ Ling threw the phone back to Ye Fan and laughed:
"Fight, go ahead. If the people who move here can prevent us from checking your phone, we will kneel down and call you."
Several people were also waiting for Ye Fan to call, wanting to see how he would pretend.
Ye Fan picked up the phone and pressed the hands-free button, then entered the number Zhu Jing'er gave him. A sentence quickly came from the other end of the phone:
"Hello, the number you dialed is unavailable..."
Situ Ling and several female staff burst into laughter.
Empty number, still pretending?
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then patted his head and dialed the last two digits.
The phone got through this time, and a red tune came through.
Situ Ling and others didn't take it seriously, but a middle-aged woman wearing a white uniform who happened to be patrolling here with her men changed her expression drastically.
When the red tone stopped, a standard female voice came from the phone:
"Hello, China General Security Administration hotline room, please enter the identity confirmation password!"
Situ Ling and the others' mouths twitched, with surprise on their faces. It seemed they didn't expect that Ye Fan had something to do with the General Security Administration.
Then they looked at Ye Fan and laughed again:
"Pretend, keep pretending, you must be playing double act with your companion."
"If people like you can break into the General Security Administration, then we can break into the Shenzhou Ring."
Situ Ling and the others curled their lips, believing that the other end of the phone was Ye Fan's companion who sang the oboe.
"Come on, stop calling and hand over your phone password quickly..."
Situ Ling looked sideways at Ye Fan and mocked: "Is this interesting?"
"Du-du-du!"
At this time, Ye Yefan stretched out another finger and tapped a few numbers on the screen.
This time the operator came out with a respectful voice:
"Hello, your identity has been confirmed. Your identity level is Level 1. Where can I get the dedicated line?"
Ye Fan said lightly: "Zhu Changsheng."
The middle-aged woman who hurried over almost fell to the ground.
She is the top person in charge of the Airport Security Bureau, Huo Jinguo. Today she made a routine inspection of various entrances and exits. As soon as she came over, she heard the tone of the General Security Administration.
Others couldn't recognize it, but she knew it was an internal message, and ordinary people couldn't get into this line.
Then she heard the words Zhu Changsheng.
Although the port city is special and many locals also have a sense of superiority, Huo Jinguo knows that it is just self-indulgence. The world is so big that it cannot be the king's land.
Her appointment letter had to be stamped by the General Security Administration in the last step. The so-called sense of superiority was just a kind of self-paralysis.
So in the face of Ye Fan, a master who has direct access to Zhu Changsheng, he is naturally solemn.
"Little brother, I am Huo Jinguo, the person in charge of the Airport Security Department."
Huo Jinguo ran to Ye Fan anxiously: "The people below are ignorant and messy, please forgive me."
Seeing this scene, Situ Ling and the others screamed, and they were all dumbfounded.
They never thought that their superior boss would be so humble to a country bumpkin like Ye Fan?
You know, Huo Jinguo is a manly woman, and she is also the most promising person in the Hong Kong City Security Bureau. She has a brilliant record, and with the support of the Huo family, she is determined to be the sub-director.
But for such a person, why would he nod and bow to Ye Fan?
Could it be that the General Security Administration that Ye Fan just fought was really the General Security Administration and not a simulated one?
Thinking of this, their eyelids jumped...
"Hello!"
At this moment, the call was connected, and Zhu Changsheng’s hearty laughter came:
"Brother Ye, good morning, call me so early. Is there anything you can help me with?"
Zhu Changsheng was as enthusiastic as ever: "If you have anything to say, just ask, one of us brothers will follow the other."
"Nothing, I just want to congratulate Brother Zhu on his promotion."
Ye Fan looked at Huo Jinguo and smiled meaningfully: "By the way, I would like to praise the Hong Kong City Airport Security Department for its good work."
“Not only do I need to check my luggage, clothes, and shoes, but I also need to check my email and address book with my phone password.”
"Compared to the attitude of not even looking at the ID of the black guy, these staff members are really thorough and meticulous in their work."
Damn, is this a compliment?
There is a needle hidden in the cotton.
Huo Jinguo suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
Situ Ling and the others were stunned when they saw this, and their breathing was slightly stagnant.
They never expected that the person Ye Fan was breaking into was actually the General Security Administration, and that he also moved out his immediate boss's immediate boss.
Their faces turned pale and their bodies continued to tremble.
"Yeah?"
Zhu Changsheng sighed softly: "I have been kneeling for too long."
"Mr. Zhu, I am Huo Jinguo. Sorry, it's my fault."
Huo Jinguo immediately said: "I will give an explanation to Mr. Ye and ask Mr. Zhu to give me a chance."
Zhu Changsheng smiled: "Miss Huo is interested, okay, I will leave my brother to your care."
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhu, I will do my best."
"Pah, pah, pah—"
Huo Jinguo was also a straightforward person. Without waiting for Zhu Changsheng's response, he slapped him in the face more than a dozen times without saying a word.
The slap was fast and hard, causing Situ Ling to crack several times.
Their cheeks quickly became red and swollen.
"boom--"
Finally, Huo Jinguo even kicked Situ Ling over.
Situ Ling's makeup was stained and her mouth was bleeding, and she looked extremely miserable.
Huo Jinguo turned around and looked at Ye Fan and said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, is this explanation enough?"
"not enough!"
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "I haven't knelt down to call you yet..."
