Let's start by analyzing the sun

Cheng Han's sudden promotion of Fang Tingyuan was by no means a temporary impulse, but a premeditated act.

His main policy for taking office as the Director of the Patrol Department, namely "pacifying the internal" and "repelling the external," had made a good start.

Judging from the current situation, the effect was quite good.

A group of internal spies in the Patrol Department had been purged, but the internal morale was not low, because the perfect resolution of the Ning'an坊 incident had initially united the people.

However.

Cheng Han felt that if he wanted to truly stabilize the situation in Anhua City, he still needed to do one important thing: win over the majority of the bottom-level civilians.

To be more specific, give the bottom level some benefits.

At this moment.

Cheng Han finished his lunch.

The master of Winter Garden, Fang Qinghuai, offered a cup of sweet tea with extreme diligence: "Director Cheng, please enjoy!"

Cheng Han gently sniffed the aroma of the tea and immediately recognized that this was his favorite type of sweet tea, called "Jin Feng Sweet Tea."

The last time he came to Anhua City, he tasted Jin Feng Sweet Tea at a clubhouse and casually praised it.

Unexpectedly, the Fang family's information was so well-informed that they even found out about this small matter.

Cheng Han took a sip of the sweet tea and nodded: "Not bad!"

If Fang Qinghuai had a tail behind his buttocks, he would have been wagging it like a windmill at this time: "The Fang family hired a tea master from 'He Tai Clubhouse,' and his skills are among the best in Anhua City."

The "He Tai Clubhouse" in this sentence was the clubhouse where Cheng Han had dined last time.

Cheng Han changed the subject: "By the way, about Fang Tingyuan's matter..."

Fang Qinghuai quickly assured: "Director Cheng, the Fang family guarantees to keep it a secret and will never talk nonsense to outsiders."

Cheng Han shook his head: "No, you should spread the word about this matter as soon as possible."

The reason why he gave Fang Tingyuan a promising future was to send a signal to the outside world.

Fang Qinghuai was a little confused, not knowing what the big shot was planning.

But this master of Winter Garden did not dare to disobey the will of the big man, so he agreed: "Okay, I will do it right away."

Cheng Han thought for a while and simply made his words more explicit: "I plan to establish a charity committee to help the bottom-level civilians in Anhua City."

Fang Qinghuai finally understood.

It turned out that the big shot was planning to "peddle" the quota of patrol officers and take the opportunity to get a large sum of money from the wealthy class.

This guy cleverly flattered him: "Your kindness is touching."

Cheng Han said without concealment: "Pass another sentence to the outside world for me, I may not remember who comes to Winter Garden to visit, but..."

He paused deliberately, and increased his tone: "I will definitely remember clearly who doesn't come!"

Fang Qinghuai's old face trembled, and he replied respectfully: "I will arrange for someone to spread the word."

In fact.

Cheng Han has always acted after careful consideration, how could he use Winter Garden as a temporary office for no reason?

It's just that this kind of petty and shady deal is really inconvenient to put in the Patrol Department, Winter Garden is obviously a more suitable choice.

Soon.

Fang Qinghuai took someone to clean up the tableware, and then paid his respects to the big shot, and quickly left the garden office.

After returning to his mansion.

Fang Tingyuan exclaimed like he had discovered a new world: "I now know that the way big shots do things is so shameless."

The "doing things" mentioned by this young man obviously refers to "whoever doesn't come, I will definitely remember."

Fang Qinghuai didn't think so: "All the big shots in the world are like this. In order to achieve their goals, they often resort to unscrupulous means, otherwise they can't become big shots."

Fang Tingyuan seemed to understand something.

Fang Qinghuai was worried that his son would go astray, and specially warned: "The reason why big shots dare to do this is because they really have the ability to bear the consequences.

"Small people like us don't even have half the ability of big shots, we must honestly do things according to the rules, understand?"

The young man woke up: "Understood."

Fang Qinghuai laughed happily again: "Our Fang family's Winter Garden is now truly famous."

Since the big shot has spoken, who dares not to come?

As long as he thinks that those guys who usually look down on Winter Garden have to come to the door with their heads down this time, he feels so good in his heart.

Fang Qinghuai sighed with incomparable sincerity: "Thank you, Director Cheng!"

*

Qinglin City.

Cai Feng, a dream master and one of the actors in the "Cuckoo's Nest" script, recently had a strange encounter.

To be precise, he found a treasure.

Thanks to the Alien God's Dream incident, and the strange day and night reversal, more and more civilians have joined the Dream Society recently.

When Cai Feng visited a prospective believer, he actually sensed a faint wave of extraordinary power in the other party's home.

He searched for a while and surprisingly found that the wave came from a rattan hat hanging on the wall.

And the believer was also a sensible person. Seeing that the dream master was interested in the rattan hat, he directly gave it to Cai Feng.

After Cai Feng returned home, he repeatedly checked the rattan hat and unexpectedly found that a small section of dead vine inside seemed to contain a strange force of vitality.

He took down this slender vine, did a small experiment, inserted it into the soil, poured a little water, and tried to stimulate it with mental power.

Subsequently.

Magical things happened.

In just a few breaths, the vine absorbed enough water and turned from withered yellow to emerald green, and several new buds emerged on the surface.

Cai Feng was overjoyed: "My God! This is actually a naturally born extraordinary item."

In the past, this guy always habitually muttered "Thank the Lord," but after a conflict with the Great Dream Master, he suddenly began to hate saying this sentence.

Cai Feng carefully reached out and touched the vine, which suddenly wrapped around his wrist like a spiritual snake, scaring this guy.

But other than that, the vine was no longer abnormal.

Cai Feng stroked the smooth surface of the vine and laughed happily: "Let's just call you 'Spirit Vine'."

This guy didn't know that a virtual black cat was standing next to him, happily jumping up and down.

This cat has already sent the script props to the traitor, and the task ordered by the master is completed!

After the master's spirit control mysterious seal was improved, he actually had the ability to create powerful extraordinary items!

The black cat glanced at the spirit vine and couldn't help but "meow."

The master is getting more and more powerful!

The police chief unconsciously recalled the new content added to the script yesterday: "According to ancient legends, after the lucky ones in the multiverse get the help of golden fingers, the wheels of history begin to roll forward.

"The traitor accidentally obtained an extraordinary item and will definitely become a trendsetter in this wave of change."

"Unfortunately, the traitor doesn't know a word, all the gifts from fate have already been marked with prices in secret."

After reading the new content, the black cat had been quite puzzled.

What does golden finger mean? What is the multiverse? Why has this cat never heard of this strange ancient legend?

The master is getting more and more strange!

*

Three hours later.

Cai Feng began to carry out the assassination of target number six.

Originally, he was not very confident, but with the help of the spirit vine, the task went very smoothly.

Three selected avengers were each given an extraordinary seed.

After they approached the target, they directly threw the seeds, and the seeds instantly burst into dark green mist, attaching to the target and guards.

The latter immediately sprouted large green hairs all over their bodies, and their bodies became stiff.

The avengers shouted "Ancestral revenge," and took out small knives and rushed up together, stabbing the target into a hornet's nest with blood all over their bodies.

After a few breaths.

The target died on the spot.

The black cat's phantom squatted next to him, watching this small drama completely.

It knew that target number six was a middle-level official in the council hall, who secretly took all kinds of benefits and did a lot of evil deeds. The Dream Society's approach was also considered to be eliminating harm for the people.

*

Soon.

Cai Feng learned the assassination results.

He immediately lit the dream-entering spirit candle and excitedly reported the results to the Great Dream Master.

This time.

The Great Dream Master's face looked much better: "Dream Eighteen, you have done very well! You have not disappointed my expectations again!"

The so-called "Dream Eighteen" is Cai Feng's code name. In order to avoid leaking their identities, the members of the Dream Society call each other by code names.

Cai Feng replied respectfully: "Serving the master is my lifelong mission!"

The Great Dream Master nodded with satisfaction, chatted casually for a few words, and then arranged a new task, and then actively interrupted the dream.

Cai Feng sat up from the bed, his eyes glowing with ambition: "Great Dream Master? I am a person favored by fate, I may not be able to replace him."

In the past, he would not dare to imagine replacing the other party even in his dreams.

Because the Great Dream Master possesses powerful extraordinary power, a single glance can pull the dream master into the dream, kill the other party in the dream, and thus eliminate the other party's soul.

But now, he has obtained the magical spirit vine, which contains incredible power, and it is not difficult to kill the Great Dream Master.

Cai Feng stroked the spirit vine lightly and murmured: "Maybe I can use the power of the official to turn the Great Dream Master into a dead dog!"

Another black cat phantom squatted next to him, happily wagging its tail.

Traitor, go!

Something came up tonight, this chapter is all I have.