As a rich man with a net worth of more than 100,200 million, Ximen Yuntian really doesn't care about a mere 500,000 yuan. However, his current net worth is not the money he earns, but the inheritance of the family. The 500,000 yuan bonus given by the Secret Service was the first pot of gold he earned with wisdom and labor in his life, and he must accept it with a pious heart.

If you have the first pot of gold in your life, will the second pot of gold and even the nth pot of gold be far away?

"Thank you, Director Liu, I will definitely continue to work hard." Ximen Yuntian said with the bank card that Director Liu gave him, and then changed the subject, "Director Liu, is there anything else? If there is nothing else, I will get to the airport to catch a plane!"

"Wait for a moment." Director Liu said, and said as he reached into his arms again. This time he took out not a bank card, but a red envelope. "Ximen Yuntian, I can't go to your wedding anymore, but you have to collect this red envelope."

The red envelope is shriveled and there is no need to have too much money in it. Of course, we cannot despise him because the amount of the red envelope given by Director Liu is insufficient, because although he has the rank of lieutenant general, he has no "way" to make money. He is just a well-off family, far from being rich. Besides, the gift is light but the affection is heavy.

"Director Liu, I've received your wishes. Let's just forget about this red envelope?" Ximen Yuntian laughed, as simple as a child.

Director Liu's face turned cold and pretended to be angry, "Boy, do you think I have given less red envelopes? Well, there is really not much money in Red Bo, one thousand yuan. But, the money is small, which is my intention."

"Director Liu, I really don't mean that."

"What do you mean, please accept it quickly. If you don't accept the red envelope, don't let me, Director Liu in the future."

...

Five minutes later, Ximen Yuntian received the red envelope and stood up and left. He was about to go to the airport, but it was inconvenient to drive by himself, so Director Liu arranged for the guard Comrade Xiao Ma to drive him a ride.

Used for public vehicles?

Yes, if you use a public bus for personal use, it must be for private use of the public bus. But it’s nothing to use a public bus to send a "meritorious minister" to the airport to catch a plane, right?

It is not that easy to completely stop using public vehicles.

Here, the author urges readers to give a look to Comrade Ximen Yuntian because they are in a hurry to get married. The world is big and the marriage is the biggest. However, if the laws of nature are clear and the cause and effect are cycled, we will not bear any responsibility if the car makes any mistakes on the road.

Director Liu also stood up and wanted to send Ximen Yuntian out of the door. It was a coincidence that the phone in his office rang at this time.

Ximen Yuntian said, "Director Liu, be busy, don't send me away."

Director Liu pointed at the phone and said to Ximen Yuntian with apologies: "This phone rang too badly. Well, then I won't send it to you. When I arrive at Balidao, I'll call me back."

Ximen Yuntian responded and flashed. He strided hard and wanted to fly to the airport. Even if he arrived at the airport, the plane took off, and it would be dark when he flew to Bali Island. If he was a little late, he would be a little late. I believe Zhao Yaya can understand it.

Ximen Yuntian used to be dispensable about marriage, but since he met Zhao Yaya, his concept has changed and he really wants to have a home. Therefore, Ximen Yuntian seems to not pay attention to the wedding the day after tomorrow, but in fact he is still looking forward to it. Ya, the wedding has been held several times in his dream.

Comrade Xiaoma has already prepared a car, a powerful and domineering military Hummer. Li Erdan has been sitting in this Hummer. It’s all in the past, so it’s better not to mention it. At this moment, he was standing outside the door of the passenger seat, wearing a military uniform and pedaling military boots, looking a little careless, but he is still a qualified soldier with strong quality and equal morality. When he saw Ximen Yuntian walking out of the office building, his dark old face immediately smiled, and he waved his hand to Ximen Yuntian and shouted: “Big Hero, here is it.”

Comrade Xiaoma and Ximen Yuntian are already familiar with each other, but only on the surface, he is not clear about Ximen Yuntian's hidden strength. Even though his understanding of Ximen Yuntian's scraps still makes him feel awe and dare not underestimate Ximen Yuntian.

In Xiaoma's opinion, Ximen Yuntian is as powerful as Erdan. He is a rare talent in the Secret Service. Two shining weird flowers, the gods, the pride of heaven.

I sighed more than once when I dismounted, because I don’t have such great skills? If I have such awesome skills, then, I’m not sure if I pick up girls!

Is it because I have a bad character, or is it because my ancestors have not accumulated enough good deeds from their eighteen generations?

Of course, Xiaoma can't give him an answer, but the author can give him an answer because he is a "scoundrel", an extra, and a guest role.

Ximen Yuntian shook his head helplessly, feeling a little disgusted with Comrade Xiaoma's compliment, so he ignored him and continued to walk quickly towards the Hummer.

When Ximen Yuntian approached, Xiao Ma Xun opened the door of the co-pilot and respectfully made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Hero, please get on the bus. From now on, I am your driver. If there is any inadequate service, I hope you will forgive me."

Ximen Yuntian smiled and did not get in the car, but said to Xiaoma: "Don't call me hero again. That, I'm in a hurry, why don't I drive?"

What Ximen Yuntian said was obvious that he did not trust Comrade Xiaoma's driving skills.

It’s true that Xiaoma is not as much money as you, but it’s not that his driving skills are inferior to you, right? Is it okay to give him some face? Is it okay to accumulate some etiquette for yourself?

Xiaoma said, "Don't worry, get in the bus quickly, I will take you to the airport as soon as possible."

Xiaoma was worried about asking Ximen Yuntian to drive, not because he was afraid that he would not drive well, but because he was afraid that he would not abide by traffic rules. If something went wrong, Xiaoma would not be responsible for himself, and even Director Liu would be punished because the investigation of "public buses" is very fucking strict.

Ximen Yuntian had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat, then took out his cell phone and called Yaya, who was far away in the ink, and told her that she might not be able to arrive after dark, so she must be more tolerant.

Xiao Ma sat in the driver's seat, moved without saying a word and drove away, heading straight to the airport.

...

Director Liu sat in his office seat and looked at the caller ID of the phone. It was a landline number. He recognized at a glance that the landline number was the phone number of Chen Zilei, the director of the Public Security Department.
Chapter completed!