The news of Chris' release did not reach Liu Kunlun's ears. He believed in the police and his abilities. In fact, Liu Kunlun did a lot of work to destroy Chris and the forces behind him. A public opinion team specifically revealed the truth online and re-recorded the Luo Xiaoqiao case, which once again became a hot post in Tianya. Countless people were following him, and they were looking forward to the real murderer being severely punished.

When people are happy, Liu Kunlun is in a good mood. His subordinates take the opportunity to report something to him. Previously, Liu Kunlun once said that he would visit several old friends and get them to work. One of them was Huang Yong, a Beijing-based aid cadre he met in Tibet. This person has returned to Beijing from Tibet to work and works in Yanqing County. However, he rejected Liu Kunlun's invitation. His subordinates were afraid that Mr. Kun would be angry and did not say anything. In fact, Liu Kunlun himself forgot about this.

"Didn't you tell me how much I'll pay for him?" Liu Kunlun asked.

"I said that it starts at 500,000 yuan, but... he is a civil servant and still has some pursuits in his career." The subordinates in charge of finding someone wanted to speak, which means that they are a dignified country's iron rice bowl, how can they come to lead you to a horse and kick it? No matter how much it costs, it's not uncommon for them.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, so I'll go to Yanqing to see him, which can be considered as a reward for his wish." Liu Kunlun said.

Yanqing is in the north of Beijing, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and to the west is Guanting Reservoir. The famous Badaling Great Wall is in Yanqing. You have to climb mountains there, so Liu Kunlun chose a Mercedes-Benz G from his garage. He just took the driver and Ma Junjian to Yanqing to find his old friends.

In the car, Liu Kunlun looked at Huang Yong's file. This person was born and raised in Yanqing. He graduated from Beijing Police Academy and has been aided in Tibet for three years. He is now a deputy department-level cadre in a township under the Yanqing County Government. His resume is not remarkable.

Liu Kunlun yawned and fell asleep in the car.

When he woke up, the car had already parked in front of a building, with the national flag flying upstairs. Huang Yong went downstairs to greet him, welcomed Liu Kunlun and his party into his office, served tea and water, and was attentive to entertain him.

Liu Kunlun looked at Huang Yong. The plateau redness on his face had not yet faded. Grassroots cadres dressed up, and even on his own acre of three-point land, there was no airing at all. There were party flags and national flags behind the desk. There were three telephones and one cell phone on the desk. The phone ringing would ring every few minutes, interrupting their conversation.

"I'm really sorry, there are so many things at the grassroots level." Huang Yong said, "But it's good to go home. My wife and children are warm on the kang. However, the altitude of Yanqing is only 500 meters, so I'm still a little uncomfortable."

Liu Kunlun looked at the vast mountains outside the window and suddenly asked, "Do you want to be the magistrate of Yanqing?"

Huang Yong was stunned and smiled and said, "I don't have this ambition."

Liu Kunlun said: "Then what's the point of doing? Why don't you work with me? There is no pressure to earn an annual salary of one million."

Ma Junjian said with a slogan: "After passing this village, there will be no such store."

Huang Yong smiled again: "I thank you. Annual salary of one million is indeed very tempting. Working in Beijing is much better than being in the mountains. But I like this job very much. I graduated from a police academy and worked in Tibet as the Political and Legal Committee. It's almost the same here. When I got to your place, no pressure is the greatest pressure. To put it bluntly, our little chance is not enough for you to support me for the rest of my life. I still like to do something down-to-earth for the elders of my hometown and for the hot land of Yanqing."

Liu Kunlun picked up his thumbs up: "I'm a man, I'm convinced, Brother Xiao Jian, get a gift."

Ma Junjian took out two bundles of banknotes from the suitcase and placed them on the table: "A little bit of a word, Director Huang took them to smoke."

Huang Yong looked at the money, then looked at Liu Kunlun, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Everyone said you are a billionaire, why are you so shabby to take action?"

When Liu Kunlun heard that this was something, but Ma Junjian was straight, he retorted on the spot: "Two hundred thousand is not enough, okay, I don't think it's enough, how much do you want, one million?"

Huang Yong said: "One million is still shabby."

"Are you crazy?" Ma Junjian turned to Liu Kunlun in surprise, "Why is this guy like this?"

Liu Kunlun said: "Director Huang, do you want hundreds of millions of dollars?"

Huang Yong nodded: "It's okay to have tens of millions."

"I'm so crazy." Ma Junjian was indignant.

"We in Yanqing have beautiful mountains and waters, and the snow in winter is even more beautiful. It is very suitable for setting up a ski resort. Our country has held the Olympics and is still short of the Winter Olympics. I think Yanqing is very suitable. If you invest here, you will never regret it. You will definitely get a reward." Huang Yong explained with a smile.

"So you are waiting for me here. I said, you are not a greedy person." Ma Junjian touched his head and smiled.

Liu Kunlun said: "No problem, our family is in investment business. I will ask professionals to connect with you later."

"Then I would like to thank you on behalf of the people of Yanqing first." Huang Yong stretched out his hand and shook hands enthusiastically with Liu Kunlun. It seemed that tens of millions of investment had already arrived.

"Don't leave tonight. I'll arrange it to let you experience the hospitality of the people of Yanqing." Huang Yong looked at his watch and was about to get off work. "I still have some work to arrange. Let the staff take you to the guesthouse to open a room. We will not return until we get drunk at night."

Liu Kunlun and the others followed the staff to the guesthouse to open a room. On the way, they asked him which part Director Huang is responsible for now and why he was so busy.

"Director Huang has been promoted to another level after returning from Tibet. Now, in addition to his regular position, he also manages*," said the staff.

"Oh, Chris should be his own jurisdiction," said Liu Kunlun.

The staff member was confused.

After settling down the room, the driver suddenly received a call saying that there was an urgent matter at home and needed to go back. When Liu Kunlun heard his conversation, he took the initiative to say that you should drive back first and come over to pick me up tomorrow.

The driver was in a hurry to go, so he casually put his stomach outside and drove back to Beijing.

In the evening, Liu Kunlun took Ma Junjian to the banquet, and Huang Yong came with two subordinates, a total of five people. He found a restaurant he often went to. The wine was Erguotou, the dishes were sheep and scorpions, the tableware was the kind of thick white porcelain with plastic packaging, and the chopsticks were also disposable. Liu Kunlun hadn't eaten in a restaurant of this specification for a long time.

"It's a little simple, don't dislike it." Huang Yong said, "It's okay to be down-to-earth occasionally." Then he introduced to his two subordinates that this is the top three rich man in our country, with a net worth of more than 100 billion yuan.

The two of them were shocked. If Director Huang hadn't lie, they would have thought they were bragging.

Ma Junjian smiled: "Our Kunlun is not down-to-earth? Then you don't understand him."

"It seems that my news is blocked. Okay, if you have a story, I have wine, let's start." Huang Yong unscrewed a bottle of Erguotou and filled the cups with a bang. The chef was cooking outside, and the five people were talking nonsense. They were all generous men. The wine was very fast, and three bottles of Erguotou quickly came to the bottom.

As I drink too much, I talk more heavily. Liu Kunlun and Huang Yong met too late, and I wished I could only pray to the men on the spot. Huang Yong said that we Yanqing people are descendants of the Khitans. The one I admire most since childhood was Xiao Feng, who was a real man.

"For Xiao Feng, let's go!" Liu Kunlun raised his cup and five cups clinked together.

After drinking one bottle of Erguotou per person, he still enjoyed the wine. Huang Yong said we should go sing and I treat him. Liu Kunlun said yes, I haven't sang for a long time.

The singing KTV is not far away, just walking away. It is called the Rich Nightclub. It is decorated in a magnificent but extremely tacky way. The lights outside are bright. Cars drive to the door. The drunken guests walk into the nightclub. Liu Kunlun is stunned and sees the young himself smiling at the door, while Su Qing, who is blooming like a snow lotus, stands opposite him.

When the mother of the nightclub saw Huang Yong, she immediately rushed up and arranged the best service for the private room for drinks.

"Brother Yong, how much have you drunk? I came a little late today, but my sister has arranged it for you." Mommy was not old, and she was in her early thirties, and her waist was extremely coquettish.

"Brother Yong doesn't want others, just accompany you. Arrange the top cards for these brothers." Huang Yong stretched out his hand and grabbed his hand without hesitation.

"Brother Yong, you hate it. These people are very good. They are from Beijing." Mommy approached him, and Liu Kunlun ignored him at all, and Ma Junjian responded enthusiastically.

In a short while, a row of beauties stood in the room. Ma Junjian glanced at him and said, "Switch!"

When it came to the third wave, Mommy couldn't eat anymore: "That's all today."

"Just that one at the door," said Liu Kunlun.

There was a very inconspicuous girl standing outside the door, who seemed to be completely unprepared to be selected. She was a little surprised and walked in. Ma Junjian couldn't be picky anymore, so she chose a big breast to sit beside him.

The five people started singing. The men of Yanqing were all part of the wheat tycoons. Ma Junjian also had a good voice. Liu Kunlun only listened to them. Finally, under Huang Yong's instigation, he sang a song about friendship and won applause. The lights in the private room were strangely spotted, and there were bottles of wine on the table, and boxes of beer under the table. After drinking too much, he wanted to go to the bathroom. Although there were in the private room, Liu Kunlun still walked out by chance.

Outside was a long and narrow corridor, and the howlings of the private rooms were faintly revealed. Perhaps the police stipulated that the doors of the private rooms were transparent and the situation inside was fully visible. Liu Kunlun accidentally glanced at it and saw a drink-friendly girl standing and blowing at the bottle on the sofa in the private room opposite. A bottle of beer was in his stomach in a few seconds. There were a row of empty bottles on the table. She put down the bottle and was heroic. The guests applauded and whistled. The girl bowed her hands around and picked up her phone and came out.

The door opposite the door came, and the drink girl passed by Liu Kunlun. She walked in a hurry and didn't look at Liu Kunlun, but went straight to the public bathroom, but Liu Kunlun saw it clearly.

She is Su Qing.

Liu Kunlun followed, stood at the door of the female bathroom and heard the sound of vomiting inside. Su Qing used her hand to sniff her to spit it out. After half a minute, the sound of her calling came.
Chapter completed!