I have a portable prison

Outside the Xinjian Bureau building, Zhao Qiqiu got out of the car and just straightened his tie. After receiving the call, Sun Jianhang walked down the steps quickly, frowned and moved closer to Zhao Qiqiu, observing the surroundings and lowering his voice: "What's going on, you How did you come here?"

"Isn't it the press conference of the Liangzhou ranch incident?" Zhao Qiqiu said in surprise, "I also said that there was something important to announce, so I can't come and see it?"

"Don't be mad at me," Sun Jianhang said while deliberately covering Zhao Qiqiu with his body, "I couldn't find you some time ago, but now you've come out, there are so many reporters at this press conference...it's too ostentatious... It's not..." Isn't it Wu Bainian's style of acting, or is it Zhao Qiqiu's style?

Sun Jianhang choked, and really couldn't continue. Looking at Zhao Qiqiu's face, sometimes he felt like Wu Bainian, and sometimes felt that he was still familiar with Zhao Qiqiu. He couldn't help sighing, quite distressed.

In fact, these days he has accepted the fact that Zhao Qiqiu is five hundred years old, especially when he thinks carefully about the past, Zhao Qiqiu's ability to chant scriptures and draw symbols has been so unreal from the beginning, even if there is one more trick to deceive the eye, it is nothing strange of?It's just a genius. There are so many geniuses in the world now, and there is such a top one among them, isn't it okay?

Not to mention the most obvious one. Four years ago, when Zhao Qiqiu was injured and fell into a coma, Wu Bainian also kept a low profile. Even the black box was announced.

Looking at Zhao Qiqiu as an adult now, his body shape is 90.00% similar to Wu Bainian's. Maybe there is a difference in clothing. If Zhao Qiqiu also wears that simple suit, from the front and back, wouldn't his figure be Wu Bainian himself?

But the face belonged to Zhao Qiqiu after all. Before that, Sun Jianhang had always regarded Zhao Qiqiu as a child. Now that he knew that he was Wu Bainian, he couldn't help preaching: "If you want to know the situation of the press conference, you can just watch TV at home." !"

Zhao Qiqiu smiled, showing the standard eight teeth: "There is no TV in the temple."

In exchange, Sun Jianhang stared heavily, and felt wrong after staring, and looked at him with a frown: "I will donate one to you later. Where do you live now, did you go down the mountain and tell Lin Zhao?"

Of course not!

Zhao Qiqiu coughed perfunctorily, and happened to arrive at the venue. The press conference had already started, and the people on the stage were saying in front of the microphone: "...Vice Minister Jiang Bosen resigned, and Minglou, an outstanding cadre of the Operations Department of the General Administration, will succeed him as Deputy Director of the Operations Department. minister……"

All of a sudden, the flash lights clicked together.

The new Deputy Minister of Operations really wanted to announce something important.

The reporters in the venue were very keen. After standing here for a while, more and more eyes fell on Zhao Qiqiu's body and face, and they kept exclaiming. After all, Sun Jianhang is the director of the branch. Busy, the front foot has already left, Zhao Qiqiu heard a lot of buzzing whispers and reminders on the back foot, and the more daring reporter turned the camera to the rear and pointed at him.

Zhao Qiqiu didn't move at all, as if he didn't notice that he was the focus of reporters who were eager for quick success.

On the contrary, in front of the high microphone, a particularly dark gaze was looking in his direction without blinking.

Mingminglou usually looks like a social idler hired by the New Construction Bureau, but today's style is quite different. After all, it is an important day for promotion. He is wearing a uniform that symbolizes the Operations Department, with broad and straight shoulders and a thin waist. The natural military temperament on his body is vividly set off.

Seeing him looking over, Zhao Qiqiu didn't hide like he did two days ago, and suddenly smiled at him as a greeting.

When Mingminglou saw him, his face was expressionless at first, but a few seconds later, a faint trace appeared between his brows.

Zhao Qiqiu stayed for less than 10 minutes from arriving at the venue to leaving, but the desired effect had already been achieved. When he was about to leave, almost all the reporters at the scene couldn't sit still, and some even gave up on the press conference and chased after him Come out from the venue.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhao Qiqiu disappeared from the corner of the corridor.

The trick of throwing the reporters away by blindfolding was effective every time. After the reporters swarmed and ran past, Zhao Qiqiu walked out of the hiding place and slowly prepared to leave the Xinjian Bureau.

"Mingjing... Mingming Building! Stop!"

Zhao Qiqiu was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but pause.

Heavy footsteps sounded chaotically behind him, and Zhao Qiqiu looked back somewhat unexpectedly, and saw a face that he could only see often in newspapers before.

"I took the time to see you, what's your attitude?"

In the corridor behind him, Mingminglou had come out of the venue at some point, and the one chasing him to leave the venue was actually Xianminglou's father Xianzhun.

The moment he saw Xianzhun clearly, Zhao Qiqiu couldn't believe it even more - it's only been a few years, how did Xianzhun grow up like this?

No wonder Xian Zhun has seldom been seen in the media recently!

It can be said that Xianminglou's appearance has been completely inherited from his father, but Xianzhun standing in front of Xianzhun at this time has no longer the domineering demeanor that Zhao Qiqiu saw a few years ago. His temples are gray, his face is gray, and his eyes are black He doesn't look like a middle-aged successful person, but looks like Mingminglou's grandfather!

...Like encountered some strange event?

"If I didn't know from my friend, I wouldn't even know where you are now!... Dad came to congratulate you on your promotion, so you can't say a word?"

Mingminglou originally looked around, but finally-->>

Yu fell on Xian Zhun's face and said, "Hello."

"Hello?" Xianzhun's chest heaved violently: "Hello?! You have been missing for several years, and when you see your biological father again, just say hello? Are you still human? Are you really related to me by blood?"

"You can assume there isn't."

Hearing Mingminglou's faint tone, Xianzhun was almost overwhelmed with anger, said a few good words, turned and left mercilessly, and said angrily:

"Let's see how long you can sit in this position! You think that Xinjian Bureau is a place where you can stay if you want, and you can get promoted if you want. It's not because people look at your father's face!"

Zhao Qiqiu: "..." Not really.

Zhao Qiqiu, who was blocking the road, hurriedly moved out of the way for Xian Zhun, it was a good thing that he didn't blink, but when he blinked, Xianminglou's eyes suddenly locked on himself.

Seeing that Mingminglou was about to walk towards him, Zhao Qiqiu hurried away without saying a word. There were so many people just now, but now there were only Mingminglou and himself in the corridor. Zhao Qiqiu was a little awkward, especially what he wanted to say to Mingminglou I didn't think about it.

Otherwise, before this matter is completely over, it is better not to associate with Mingminglou!

Zhao Qiqiu touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, and ran away quietly from another corridor.

The next day, Zhao Qiqiu woke up from the big bed in the hotel, and just opened the curtains, there was a weak knock on the door, and at the same time, a humble voice called out from the door: "Master Prison—we are here— —”

Huangfuyuan clasped his fingers, and tapped lightly on the door with only one knuckle. When he found that the sound of getting up inside the door had disappeared, he was worried that Zhao Qiqiu hadn't heard it, so he licked his dry lips, turned his head and Huangfu Xiaoxiang looked at each other, and then knocked lightly again, but before touching the door panel, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Zhao Qiqiu stood behind the door with no expression, his eyes lingering on his and Huangfu Xiaoxiang's faces for a moment.

The two brothers and sisters swallowed slowly at the same time, especially Huangfu Xiaoxiang, whose sweet and lovely face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and tears gradually filled up in her eyes. A nasal sound like an air defense siren was pulled. ring.

Zhao Qiqiu immediately glared at her: "Don't cry!"

Huangfu Xiaoxiang choked, and the whole vixen froze.

"Come in!"

Five minutes later, Zhao Qiqiu was sitting on the single sofa with one hand resting on his forehead. On the carpet in front of his feet, there were two furry foxes, especially Huangfu Xiaoxiang. There was no change at all, two paws covered his completely soaked hairy face, and wept endlessly, feeling extremely sad.

"grown ups------"

"..."

"I'm sorry——I really don't know, I really don't know—"

Huangfuyuan's ears and long and narrow eyes drooped dejectedly, his gaze swept the ground, but he just didn't dare to look at Zhao Qiqiu: "Prison, Lord Warden, we really don't know that our ancestors have such , Such a terrible plan! The confidantes of the ancestors in the family all followed the ancestors into the door at that time! And we have all heard that, my lord, you finally saved the old ancestor! My lord..."

"grown ups------"

"Stop!" Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help it: "Huangfu Xiaoxiang, don't cry anymore, you're making noise!"

Huangfu Xiaoxiang hiccupped the brakes suddenly, and immediately began to cry, looking at Zhao Qiqiu's face as black as the bottom of a pot, there was no more whimpering, and several water marks on Mao's face kept rolling silently It fell, and was sadly wiped away by two small claws.

This pitiful look made Zhao Qiqiu even more troublesome, and he said immediately: "Okay, I didn't ask your Huangfu family Xingshi to question your crimes. Huangfu's sentence was extended for another 100 years because he wanted to harm me. I will not let him out again. I called you here to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."

The sharp ears of the two foxes pricked up at the same time, Huangfu Xiaoxiang's tears stopped instantly, and she asked, sobbing, "What, what opportunity?"

Zhao Qiqiu smiled: "This matter is not difficult, even very simple, it is the specialty of your vixen."

The two foxes had a correct attitude and acted as if they were listening attentively. Zhao Qiqiu didn't hold back, and said slowly: "I want you to hold a large-scale gathering every two or three days in the coming days. Parties, dinners, anything is fine."

Both siblings were stunned and stared blankly at Zhao Qiqiu.

"The only requirement is when I say stop, you must stop!"