In the live broadcast room, there was a lot of discussion after seeing this scene.

"This kid is too courageous. He talks so lightly to Police Officer Bingbing."

"I still thought about inviting Officer Bingbing to dinner, I'm a bit bold!

I guess he won't survive tonight! "

"Bingbing treats him to a big bowl of noodles!"

"Officer Bingbing has already set his sights on him, he has no chance!"

"Yes, they just don't have enough manpower now, and they can't have large-scale conflicts with the managers. After all, the impact is not good."

"When do you think Officer Bingbing will do it?"

"It's the easiest way to do it when you go out."

"But do you have a hunch that Officer Bingbing's impression of An Quan is no longer a fugitive."

"I have the feeling too, it's really like what Teacher Jiang said."

On another tree-lined path in the park, Wang Keqin frowned slightly as he watched the video.

He has many questions.

Why are three people together?
Why is that kid so good at fishing?

Why touch porcelain?Aren't you afraid of attracting too much attention if you're making money?

Why do you go back and forth, knowing that the pursuers have already targeted him, and you have to negotiate with the director for more money.

All of this is too abnormal, too unreasonable.

After watching for a long time, Wang Keqin slowly closed his eyes, stood up, and took a deep breath.

"Will he really be that An Quan? It's not like his cautious character to be so high-profile.

It really looks like a professional touch porcelain, it's a little hard to judge. "

He watched the video carefully again, and this time he began to observe the details stitch by stitch.

Especially An Quan's fishing technique, his interaction with his female companion, and another little follower.

"I hope I can give Officer Bingbing some advice."

In the park's office, someone has brewed a pot of high-quality Longjing tea.

The director poured An Quan himself, and the two sat in front of the coffee table, smiling at each other.

"Director, very tasteful."

The middle-aged man smiled, took a sip of tea, and then looked serious.

"Little brother, we are all businessmen. Ming people don't talk dark words. You can make a price, and we can talk about it."

The director of the garden has already admitted the slaughter. As long as the young man pays no more than 6000 yuan, he can add up the sum, and at worst it will be deducted from the administrator.

Originally two thousand can solve the problem, but this group of people is really a monster.

An Quan took a sip of tea, put the teacup gently on the table, stared at the director, and then smiled.

"I won't go too far. All the fish I caught and the ones I won from those uncles were poured in, and it cost two thousand."

The director of the garden still had a solemn face when he heard the first half of An Quan's words, but when he heard the last two thousand, he was stunned, a little unbelievable.

Three to five seconds later, the director tentatively asked again:

"Brother, you only want two thousand?"

An Quan nodded seriously.

"Money is a bit tight recently, and I wouldn't do this normally, and I feel uneasy about 2000 yuan."

"Don't say that, little brother, you are a real person!"

The principal laughed loudly, raised his hand again and again, and held An Quan's hand, looking very enthusiastic.

This is equivalent to sinking to the bottom of the valley waiting to be slaughtered, and then suddenly rushing to the sky, so happy to fly.

The corner of An Quan's mouth twitched, he was a little embarrassed by what he said, and he let go of his hand with difficulty.

"However, I have a few conditions."

"Just say it, as long as you don't add money!"

The headmaster patted his chest and assured.

Outside the office, Yunmeng waited quietly with her hands clasped together.

Although she was calm on the surface, she was very nervous in her heart. After all, the pursuer was not far away.

And it's police officer Zhang Bingbing, this woman is very difficult to mess with, she looks very powerful.

She could clearly feel Zhang Bingbing's eyes looking back and forth at her body, as if she wanted to see something.

Fortunately, although the diamond ring on Yunmeng's hand was not taken off now, it was turned 180 degrees, holding the pink diamond tightly in the palm of her hand.

Zhang Sansheng on the side was polite, leaning slightly, standing behind Yunmeng, like a younger brother.

He, a top student in criminal psychology, was very careful about these details.

At this moment, Zhang Sansheng admired An Quan very much, and just frantically probing at the edge of the red line like this made the police officer bear his temper.

He was taken aback by those mysterious operations just now, let alone this officer Bingbing.

This is a wonderful performance, as long as it is a person in the bureau, some judgments will be influenced invisibly.

The more you see, the more you think, the more you get lost.

Zhang Bingbing ignored this little brother directly, looked at Yunmeng with a smile, and asked:
"What's your relationship with him?"

Yunmeng cast a sideways glance at Bingbing, and there was a trace of anger in those beautiful eyes, which was very natural.

As a woman, Zhang Bingbing's sixth sense told her that she was asking in vain, and that the relationship between the two was unusual.

Sure enough, Yunmeng just snorted softly, and turned her gaze to the side.

Zhang Bingbing frowned slightly. After watching for so long, the two of them really gave her a deep feeling.

Although she saw An Quan and Yun Meng's scene in the skyscraper, based on her understanding of Miss Yun, she was an extremely arrogant person, so how could she compromise.

It is impossible to have such an inexplicable relationship with someone who has just met.

Moreover, what I said unintentionally just now would anger the other party, as if it was anger from the heart.

It shouldn't be, if you are a fugitive, you will definitely have some fear of yourself, how could you blatantly show that emotion.

Like a kitten protecting its food, it is very alert.

After thinking about it, she decided to continue exploring.

"He looks good, you don't mind if you invite me to dinner?"

"Does he dare?"

When Yunmeng heard this, she turned her head and met Zhang Bingbing's eyes. There seemed to be electric currents colliding in the air.

Bingbing smiled. Although the two of them had changed their looks, they still looked good.

"But what you said doesn't count."

"Humph!"

Yunmeng clasped her arms around her chest like a proud rose.

Yun Mengmeng is ready, when she leaves this woman, she must teach An Quan a lesson, an unforgettable lesson.

The two women seemed to be bickering in the live broadcast room, and felt that something was wrong.

"Why would Goddess Ice ask such a question? Could it be a test?"

"Like, but not quite."

"A contest between two goddesses, who should I choose?"

"Upstairs, do you deserve it?"

"Hahaha! Be serious, Goddess Bingbing doesn't seem to have any intention of calling anyone over."

"Are you overconfident in your own strength, or have you dispelled your doubts?"

"Maybe there are some, after all, Anquan's operation is too confusing.

It's fishing again, touching porcelain again, raising the price back and forth, and now it's time to invite Bingbing to dinner.

It is everyone who has to look at it in confusion. "

"What do you think An Quan was talking about with that director?"

"It is certain to make money, and it will not be less!"

Soon, An Quan walked out of the office door with the director with a smile.

"Little brother, since you want to eat, I'll send a car to take you there."

The principal patted An Quan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

An Quan was not polite, and nodded with a smile.

"Then thank the principal for his kindness."

"A little thing, a little thing."

"I hope I don't have to come back."

The corner of An Quan's mouth raised, and he looked at Zhang Bingbing again, and asked tentatively:

"Beauty, shall we go together?"

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