The clouds of rebirth rise straight up

Jiang Ende looked very tired: "I will let someone convey this."

"Go and rest. Don't cause trouble outside for me during this time."

"Whoever causes trouble for me outside will be the first one I won't spare!"

After saying this, Jiang Ende's face turned pale.

Within Jiang Ende's faction, his son's position in the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission is very important.

Because many people in his family are in state-owned enterprises.

The top three companies in Nanjiang City are all state-owned enterprises. These state-owned enterprises play an important role in the city's economy.

He is the executive deputy mayor, and the city's economic development is the focus.

Now that he is fine, his son is gone, which is equivalent to breaking half of his arm. The power relations at the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission are probably going to be reorganized.

After returning to his study, the old man took out a mobile phone from a secret compartment behind the cabinet.

satellite telephone.

He made a call directly and said: "Let your people go out and hide for a while. Although the provincial department recognized the conclusion of the Nanjiang City Transportation Bureau's accidental car accident."

"But I have a feeling they won't give up so easily, after all, two of them died."

The other party's voice was very respectful: "Leader, I understand."

If anyone from his family were around at this moment, they would probably be shocked by the old man's cruelty!

Because his son’s car accident was really planned by him!

In order to preserve the power in his hands, he even killed his own son!

After hanging up the phone, he put the phone into the secret compartment.

Close carefully.

He picked up his cell phone again and dialed another number.

"My son will be officially buried tomorrow. Let me kowtow at my son's grave!"

"Otherwise, the consequences are at your own risk!"

……

A night has passed.

Wang Haodong usually gets up at five o'clock every morning, and then practices fighting on the rooftop for a while.

He didn't learn fighting in school, but practiced with his father since he was a child.

Chinese martial arts were discovered by ordinary people in the cold weapon era. Because we have entered the peaceful era, many killing techniques have been banned.

Slowly, it was reduced to a performance.

Wang Haodong's father is a farmer, but his family is a well-known martial arts family in his hometown of Shanxi, so the family has many killing skills inherited from his ancestors.

After all, he is on the front line of the fight against criminals, so Wang Haodong keeps practicing all the time.

It's just that for the first time today, I still haven't woken up at seven o'clock.

The aroma of fried dough sticks slowly penetrated into the nose, and he opened his eyes drowsily.

I saw the soy milk fried dough sticks on the table.

Looking at the bed again, it was neatly tidied up, and Wu Qing was no longer on the bed.

He stood up strangely, took a sip of the soy milk, and felt a little more energetic.

Opened the wooden door.

But he saw Wu Qing with his hands behind his back, standing on tiptoes, looking at the wooden stakes on the rooftop.

Looking behind, you can see the slender legs, the straight and well-turned t-chest, and the straight back.

The figure of an international supermodel is probably just that.

Especially when a morning breeze mixed with the fragrance of mountain flowers blows by.

The waterfall-like flowing hair is very much like the heroine in the comics walking through a flowery scene, and her beauty exudes a holy aura.

Wang Haodong took two sips of the soy milk and said while biting the fried dough sticks: "That's the wooden stake I usually use for exercise."

Wu Qing looked back at him.

"Are you from some martial arts sect? In this day and age, you still use this thing to practice fighting."

“Didn’t your police academy sandbag them?”

Wang Haodong smiled: "Ever since I was little, I don't like playing sandbags."

"Also, when I was in the police academy, the strongest fighting teacher in our school couldn't last a minute under me. This is the difference between a big wooden stake and a punching bag with a boxing glove."

"Wow! Are you so powerful!"

"Could it be that you were able to kick Cao Jun several meters away that day? It turns out that you have been practicing martial arts since you were a child."

Wang Haodong smiled and gestured with the fried dough sticks in his hand: "Thank you."

"My life is miserable, and you are the first person besides my parents who has bought me breakfast since I was a child."

"Did you eat it yourself?"

Wu Qing's two particularly sweet pear dimples were exposed.

"I ate."

But he came over in a gossipy way: "Didn't you come to Nanjiang City because of your ex-girlfriend?"

"Your ex-girlfriend never bought you breakfast?"

Wang Haodong shook his head: "Can you not mention her?"

"No, I just want to know, tell me." Wu Qing actually acted coquettishly towards Wang Haodong.

When such a swan-like girl acts coquettishly, it is like a nuclear bomb-level critical strike for a man, and he has no ability to resist at all.

Wang Haodong was helpless for a moment: "Then you have been in love with Cao Jun for so long, have you ever bought him breakfast?"

"Should I buy it for him? That's a nice thought. Don't mention that person. I feel bad when I mention it."

"Isn't that the end?"

"Do you think she will buy it for me?" Wang Haodong said with a smile.

Wu Qing couldn't turn his head around for a while.

After a long time, he said: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore."

"By the way, we only talked about your work yesterday and forgot to mention another very important thing."

"Your first draft of 'Rush' is over and should be in the papers today,"

"After get off work in the evening, you can take your ID card to our newspaper office to collect your publication fee."

"Passed?" Wang Haodong was a little surprised at the speed.

I should have known that serializing novels in newspapers was the prerogative of famous novel writers.

Even for them, the manuscript has to go through various reviews at the newspaper before it is approved, especially this kind of long serial novel.

If it doesn't last for a month or two, don't even think about publishing it in the newspaper.

I immediately understood in my heart that this girl might have noticed her embarrassing state, so she used her father's connections behind her back.

He sighed helplessly: "You helped me block the inspection team that day, and bought me a drink last night."

"You bought me breakfast again this morning, now at the newspaper office..."

"Now I owe you a favor."

"What do you owe me? You saved my life. Do you need to be so clear with me?"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have to go home and change my clothes to go to work. You should also go to work early."

"Bye-Bye."

Wu Qing gave Wang Haodong a playful smile and went to the stairs.

Wang Haodong shook his head helplessly and went to wash up.

After Wu Qing went downstairs, he looked up at the rooftop.

He showed a very comfortable smile: "What a big idiot."

Then he took out his mobile phone and changed the note on Wang Haodong's phone number to the words "big idiot".

Xiao Nizi obviously has very complicated feelings for Wang Haodong.

Especially last night.

These days, such a pure man with such a clean mind may have become extinct.

She felt that she had picked up a treasure that Xue Jing, a bastard, didn't even know how to cherish.

……

nine o'clock.

Wang Haodong is at work.

Sitting across from him was Old Man Liu.

He looked a little unhappy.

After a long time, he said: "Master, please tell me clearly who conveyed this to you."