Chapter Fifty-Eight: Going Home(1/2)
Lao Mi Tou was sitting by the flower bed. When he saw Feng, he knew they were back and ran over excitedly.
"Girl, you are finally back. You are worried about me."
"Tidy up and go home to sleep."
After passing Lao Mi Tou, Feng Zhibai stretched out and happened to meet Xiang Nan head-on.
Holding the transcript in his hand, Xiang Nan was stunned for a moment when he saw Feng Zhibai, but soon returned to his serious look, lazy but casual: "Miss Feng, right?"
Supporting his waist, Feng Zhibai curled up his lips and smiled.
Xiang Nan is a person who does big things.
His ambition is greater than that of Yan Kuan, and his ambition is higher than that of Yan Kuan.
If Yan Kuan is righteous, then he is evil.
Not now, but definitely in the future.
Although she admired Yan Kuan's looks, she would not interfere in the affairs of a child just because of his looks.
There are thousands of trivial matters in the world, but she is only responsible for the yin affairs. She intervenes in the yang matters that are unacceptable, but she is too lazy to take care of the troubling ones.
Raising his head, Feng Zhibai brushed past Xiang Nan and said in a light voice, "Thank you for your hard work, Captain Xiang."
As soon as she said this, Xiang Nan's face turned cold.
He turned sideways to look at Feng Zhibai who was leaving.
He laughed sarcastically: "Heh."
Such a thin and pretty little girl.
How can you speak with this attitude?
It was the same in the morning, arrogant and self-righteous.
"southward."
Yan Kuan's voice sounded in time.
When he heard him calling him, Xiang Nan gave a sly smile: "Yan Ju."
"Um."
After sighing, Yan Kuan asked curiously: "What were you looking at just now? That expression."
"It's nothing, I'm just curious about the little girl just now. As I grow up, this is the first time I feel despised by a little girl. Which school does she go to? Does she have good academic performance? She has such a bad attitude."
Patting Xiang Nan's shoulder as if comforting, Yan Kuan said earnestly: "Miss Feng doesn't go to school. Although she is not old, she is experienced. She is a little different from ordinary girls. I advise you to avoid offending her. It's free.
Being retaliated against."
Shocked by what Yan Kuan said, Xiang Nan reached out and put his hand on Yan Kuan's shoulder, with a gossipy face: "I heard that that little girl always touches you. Just now, a brother told me that she
You are very attentive. It’s not me who said that, Director Yan, we are policemen after all, we can’t do anything illegal, we are still just a little girl.”
Yan Kuan opened Xiang Nan's hand and smiled helplessly.
"Some people may look bohemian on the outside, but that doesn't mean they are that way on the inside. Although Miss Feng is young, sometimes she talks and does things that even us old police officers can't keep up with."
"Then you mean that this little girl has no interest in you and is just teasing you?"
Pack up your things and signal to the south for the brothers to close the team.
"She's not teasing me, she's teasing us."
Looking in the direction where Feng Zhibai and his group were leaving, Yan Kuan's heart and face darkened, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Women are not easy to mess with."
The policeman on the roadside drove the car.
He signaled to other police officers to close the team and then carried the unconscious man into the escort vehicle.
Xiang Nan took out a cigarette from his bag, bumped the cigarette on the cigarette case and asked, "What did your fiancée say?"
"Don't say much, just take it step by step."
"Ms. Fang is a very nice person. She is excellent in all aspects. She is not inferior to you."
Passing the cigarette in his hand to Yan Kuan, Xiang Nan smiled.
Blocking the cigarette that was handed to him, Yan Kuan nodded: "She is very good, but I am not worthy of her. And you know, we are originally a family marriage, and I love Shiya... ha."
He lowered his head and said no more.
Xiang Nan didn't say anything, and kept smoking the cigarette in his hand.
the other side.
Qu Yun had been waiting on the street of Tingge Xiyuan for a long time. When he saw Feng Zhibai and his party arriving, he greeted them with a smile.
"Miss Feng, Mr. Mi."
"Ah, you haven't left yet?"
Seeing that Qu Yun was still there, Feng Zhibai pretended to be surprised.
"Well, I'll wait for you to leave together."
"What are you waiting for us to do? We're not on the same road, let's go back to our homes, okay?"
Chen Xiaodao crossed his chest with his hands and was very hostile to Qu Yun.
Qu Yun also lost his expression: "What I'm waiting for is Miss Feng and Mr. Mi. Can you please stop being so sentimental?"
"I don't know who is being sentimental. This is my grandma and grandpa, and this is my uncle. The three of us are a family. Who are you?"
"Chen Xiaodao, don't go too far! Let's fight as brothers."
"Yes, senior brother, you won't give me three thousand yuan for one game."
Qu Yun was speechless by his rebuke and pointed at him for a while before he regained his composure.
Feng Zhibai and Lao Mitou stood aside and watched them argue with each other.
Seeing that the two of them stopped arguing, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, since you two stopped arguing, let's go, get in the car, and go home to sleep."
Feng Zhibai opened the car door with a familiar face, and Feng Zhibai sat in the passenger seat.
This car was driven by Qu Yun. Looking at the license plate, it was the same as the one that sent them into Qingshantou that day.
The car belongs to Jinfeng.
After waiting for Dao'er, Qu Yun turned his head to the confused Feng Zhibai and asked: "Miss Feng, why don't you add Jinfeng's slight fork?"
A small breeze blew in from outside the car window, which was very comfortable on such a hot night.
After taking a long breath, Feng Zhibai picked up his phone and quickly became familiar with the structure and knowledge of the world.
"He is a small director of a group and deserves to be on his friend list."
His tone was calm and full of disdain.
The three people in the car were feeling very itchy.
"In my opinion, I think Ms. Feng can rise to the top with the help of Dali Group. I have also helped him change the feng shui of Jinfeng Company. His future business will not be too bad. Jin Dong's personnel communication is not good for Ms. Feng.
It will be of great help in the future.”
Feng Zhibai is not a thing in the pond, and he also wants to use Jinfeng to make her stand more firmly in this industry.
And you can also take advantage of the situation.
Lao Mi Tou also echoed: "Girl, I think Master Qu Yun is right. Although Jin Feng is not that kind of person, the connections he has are really important to you."
Although Chen Xiaodao didn't say anything, he agreed with Qu Yun's words in his heart.
If you want to move up, if you want to gain a foothold in Qinghai City and even other places, connections are crucial.
Feng Zhibai played with the mobile phone in his hand and couldn't help but sneered when he saw that the three of them were so unanimous about this matter.
"snort."
A simple chuckle made all three of them stunned for a moment.
This was the first time they heard Feng Zhibai laugh like this.
To be precise, I smiled at them.
"Miss Feng..."
Qu Yun wasn't sure about her, but he knew from her tone that it wasn't good.
Still lowering her head to fiddle with her phone, her tone was indifferent and her eyes became cold: "Do I have a huge family to inherit, or do I have thousands of brothers to support? Or do I want to open a business and establish a clan? Since I am neither of the three, why am I?
Are you trying to curry favor with people like Jin Feng who will fall sooner or later? I am already a master of people, why do I need to rely on other people’s connections?"
Lifting his eyes, the incandescent light of his cell phone shone on Feng Zhibai's face.
The disdain revealed in those starry eyes was so obvious.
The three of them felt numb at the sight of her eyes.
Lao Mi Tou even turned over Feng Zhibai's cell phone: "Just speak, can you please don't use your cell phone to shine such a deadly light? It will scare people to death."
To be continued...