I'm the big president

Qin Yang put the phone in his pocket, took a sip from the teacup in front of him, and just as he was about to take a second sip of tea, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and the next moment, Liu Meng pushed the door and walked in.

"Brother Qin, there is a woman looking for you outside."

The expression on Liu Meng's face was a little weird, like the kind of old constipation of more than 20 years. If you look closely, you will find that his left palm is still shaking slightly.

Qin Yang drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, sighed and said, "It's so fast, then I'll go first, and I'll contact you later!" He fell into an invisible big net, no matter how hard he fluttered, he couldn't break free from that damn big net in the end.

Liang Jinghong got up and patted Qin Yang on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Don't forget to call my brother if you have anything to do, I still have some contacts in Yanjing." He knew in his heart that Qin Yang wanted to meet some special people , There will be some unknown danger if Bao Qi is not in order, if this is the case, he will definitely do his best to help this brother.

Qin Yang squeezed out a forced smile, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious, I'll call you when it's over."

Went to the gate together with Liu Meng, and as soon as they went out, they saw a flamboyant big red convertible sports car parked in front, and a woman wearing sunglasses and white clothes was sitting in the car. Xia.

"Hey, why are you here in person? This car is so beautiful, it should be the kind that breathes fire and can roast chicken?"

Qin Yangtian walked quickly to the side of the car with a sullen face, smirking and groping the surface of the car with both hands, bouncing around like a frightened live rabbit in his chest, uneasy.

Bai Xia glanced at him and said, "You like it? How about I give it to you?"

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Forget it, I'm just a white-collar worker. If I drive this kind of luxury car, people will poke my spine. Besides, this car is expensive to maintain. I really can't afford it with my income."

Bai Xia turned her head away and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense and get in the car."

Qin Yang sighed with a wry smile, opened the car door and sat in. Before he could sit still, Bai Xia started the car and rushed forward like a runaway horse, almost hitting his head on the windshield.

Bai Xia was driving a Bawang car, and she was driving fast all the way. She didn't seem to see a car in front of her that was faster than her. When she saw one passing the other, poor Qin Yang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, experienced the joy of a death speed car.

Four or 10 minutes later, the car passed by an unexpected place, Baoshan Funeral Home in Yanjing City, then drove forward for ten seconds and turned right, walked along the cement road for more than ten meters and stopped in front of a large courtyard , Qin Yang noticed a vertical sign hanging on the left side of the gate of the compound, Huaxia Religious Affairs Investigation Bureau, and a square white wooden sign hanging on the upper right side, with a few small red lacquered characters printed on it, Special Service Brigade No. [-].

Liu Xia honked the horn twice impatiently, and the rusty green-painted iron door slowly opened a narrow gap. Qin Yang saw a bald, hunchbacked little old man who opened the door. The old man was wearing a suit He was wearing a military overcoat, and he was pulling a pair of military shoes under his feet. The heels of the shoes were flattened by him and became standard slippers. He seemed to be deliberately against Liu Xia. He opened the door at a speed comparable to a snail. He opened a door to a third of the way, then stopped, took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it, sat down at the gate, and smoked leisurely.

Bai Xia turned her head to glance at Qin Yang, and stretched out her hand in front of him: "Give me the wallet."

Without even thinking about it, Qin Yang took out his wallet and handed it over, and said with a smile, "Leave me some fare."

"No need, this car is for you."

Bai Xia reached out to take the wallet and opened it, took out all the banknotes inside, crumpled them into a ball and threw them towards the little old man sitting at the door.

Snapped!
The ball of banknotes hit the little old man's humped back impartially. The little old man turned his head and took a look. He reached out and grabbed the ball of banknotes and stuffed them into his pockets. He stood up and stretched out his hands like chicken paws to lightly touch the two doors. shoot.

Boom!
The heavy iron gate bounced open to both sides with a loud noise, revealing a large opening. The little old man stood in the middle of the two gates like a sculpture. This posture was more suitable for blocking the gate than opening it. The cigarette at the corner of his mouth was flickering, as if to prove that he was a living person who could smoke.

Bai Xia threw the empty wallet at Qin Yang's chest, started the car and rushed forward, as if she didn't see the little old man standing in the middle of the gate at all, and just rushed towards him, scared Qin Yang closed his eyes He closed his eyes, he really didn't want to see the scene of the little old man being knocked into the air.

laugh!There was an ear-piercing sound as the wheels rubbed against the ground, and Qin Yang leaned forward and was yanked by the seat belt. Before he could open his eyes, a cold female voice sounded beside his ears: "We're here!"

Qin Yang opened his eyes. He didn't see any blood on the car. He turned his head and saw that the hunchbacked old man had already closed the door, and walked towards the guard room with his back bent.

"What did I just miss?"

Qin Yang muttered something in a low voice, his heart suddenly moved, and he yelled softly: "Crack!" For 20 seconds...

"Give me the wallet."

A hand was stretched out in front of him, and there was a hint of chill in his voice that could not be refused.

Qin Yang took out his wallet and handed it over, and said with a smile, "Leave me some fare!"

"No need, this car is for you."

Bai Xia reached out to take the wallet and opened it, took out all the banknotes inside, crumpled them into a ball and threw them towards the little old man sitting at the door.

Snapped!
The ball of banknotes hit the little old man's hunchback impartially. The little old man turned his head and took a look. He reached out and grabbed the ball of banknotes and stuffed them into his pocket. He stood up and patted the two gates lightly with his hands like chicken paws.

Boom!
The heavy iron gate bounced open to both sides with a loud noise, revealing a large opening. The little old man stood in the middle of the two gates like a sculpture. This posture was more suitable for blocking the gate than opening it. The cigarette at the corner of his mouth was flickering, as if to prove that he was a living person who could smoke.

Bai Xia threw the empty wallet towards Qin Yang's chest, started the car and rushed forward, as if she didn't see the hunchbacked old man standing in the middle of the gate, and just rushed towards him.

This time Qin Yang watched the car rushing towards the hunchbacked old man with his eyes wide open. An afterimage was shattered.

"Shadow Clone Technique?"

The skills of an anime character flashed in Qin Yang's mind, and four words blurted out.

laugh!
Bai Xia turned the steering wheel and made a drifting stop. She turned her head to look at Qin Yang who was full of surprise, and said flatly, "I've read too many comics. This is called the avatar method, a Taoist gadget. Get out of the car."