Are you sure you want to divorce me?

Who is behind the scenes this time?Wen Wenyao bent his fingers and tapped his head, thinking about it gave him a headache, so he simply stopped thinking about it.He slid down a little bit, leaned his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and planned to sleep so as to get through the ten-hour long journey.

But how can sleep?

Wen Wenyao's dream is full of Han Yufeng, there is him looking at him gently, there is the look of him frowning and staring at the documents, and there is the look of him smiling and fighting with himself.Well, in short, I just miss him, miss him, miss him... I wish I could fly back to him right away.

Wen Wenyao closed his eyes and thought, why is he so stupid?He really got on the plane according to his wishes, so he should have begged him to let him stay in the first place.

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

The plane had already taken off, and it was impossible to put him down midway.

He kept thinking silently in his heart, wouldn't it be just a few days, and it would pass in the blink of an eye...

Then he couldn't stop thinking about it, and in the end he didn't fall asleep at all, and spent the ten hours with his eyes open, and drank a lot of coffee to refresh himself.

In the end, one of the entourage couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him that drinking too much coffee was bad for his stomach.Wen Wenyao suddenly woke up, put down the cup in his hand, and said to the man, "I can't sleep anyway, please show me some documents."

"Okay, Assistant Wen." The man really took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to Wen Wenyao, asking him to pass the time and learn more about the situation by the way.

"If it wasn't for Director Han not being able to get out of the hospital, usually such a big matter, would he handle it himself?"

"Yes."

Wen Wenyao asked in disbelief, "Ten hours to fly?!"

"It's not bad. Sometimes it's a connecting flight, usually a whole day"

"Then, that, that... how can he stand it with such a bad stomach?"

"Director Han generally doesn't show discomfort in front of our subordinates. If he is really uncomfortable, he will go to the toilet to take medicine, or..."

Or run to throw up?Alas, Dong Han worked so hard in the past, I must treat him well in the future, and don't make him sad anymore.Speaking of which, his dear Dong Han doesn't know what he's doing now?Lunch break?Still... no one supervised him, and I don't know if he will sleep and eat obediently.

No, after getting off the plane, no matter how late it is, I must call my parents, otherwise I am really worried.As for Han Yufeng, forget it... It's so late, he should go to bed.

Wen Wenyao thought that he would have a lot of time to miss Han Yufeng when he went there, but he didn't expect that he would have to take a bus for more than three hours after getting off the plane, and when he finally arrived in the town, it was already late at night.

He was hungry and tired, so he fell directly on the bed and fell asleep. He had no dreams all night.

When it was dark the next day, someone knocked on the door.Wen Wenyao immediately started working again in full swing.

Following Han Yufeng some time ago, he learned more or less how to deal with dangers.First of all, he was invited by the local police station to make a statement. Eros flower is a common plant, and as for being addictive... God, coffee is addictive, and milk tea is also addictive. It can be said that they are all made of drugs. of it?Can't.

His unreasonable reasoning naturally choked the foreign policemen into silence, and even the translator who brought him over was in a dazed state, as if he had never seen such a situation.

"So," Wen Wenyao concluded at the end, "Can you unblock our manor and return it to us? It's a heavy loss."

The tall and bearded police officer shrugged and said regretfully, "It can't be because the test results haven't come out yet."

"Officer, do you know how much damage the one-day seizure will cause us? Our current supply chain has been completely broken." Wen Wenyao deliberately made the situation serious, hoping to sell it badly.It's a pity that those foreign policemen sympathized with them a little, and stood there expressionless all the time, waiting for Wen Wenyao to finish speaking before saying, "You can go back, wait for the notice."

Wen Wenyao didn't want to leave, and was still nailed to the chair like a wooden stake. He looked up at the policeman who was more than 1.9 meters away, and felt his neck was sore.

"Officer, can I ask, how long does your test take? We really can't afford it."

"Three months."

"What?!" Wen Wenyao almost slapped the table and stood up, "Three months?! It doesn't take that long to make eggs? Is your efficiency so low?"

"Assistant Wen, calm down! Calm down! Let's go back first." The man who came with him kept pressing his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "It's okay, we'll go back and have a meeting to discuss."

"..." Wen Wenyao knew in his heart that the reason why the detection time was so long was because of pressure from above.But they foreigners have no power or power here, they can only be bullied by others.

Sitting in the taxi, Wen Wenyao couldn't help but slapped the glass with one hand, "It's too much."

"Assistant Wen, the things we brought..."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Wenyao calmed down instantly, "Is it still where you live? Did Director Han tell us who we should find?"

"...Assistant Wen, Dong Han didn't tell you this?"

Wen Wenyao said in a rough voice, "No! Do you have a list? Take it out."

"..." The man hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the note with the names of several foreigners written in Han Yufeng's handwriting.

Han Yufeng's fancy jumpsuits are well practiced, and Wen Wenyao just saw it by accident at the beginning and couldn't put it down.Because he also studied abroad for four years, Wen Wenyao also studied these letters a little bit, and he knew at a glance that Han Yufeng had been specially trained by experts.So he asked, why practice these?What Han Yufeng said at the beginning was that an official liked it.

So he does what he likes.

Although it was just an understatement, Wen Wenyao could taste the sadness and helplessness behind it.

"Who are these people?"

"Government officials."

"Even if it's useful to find them, we can't easily see them, right?"

"It's up to Wen Te to help himself. We will obey whatever you decide. What Director Han means is that you are the main person in charge this time, and we are just assistants."

"……okay, I get it."

After Wen Wenyao finished speaking, he opened his notebook and wrote something on a document, then swiped the webpage with his mobile phone, and when he saw any information, he wrote it down in his document.By the time the taxi arrived at their place of residence, Wen Wenyao was almost done.

"I know where to find someone. I'll talk about it when I go back."