Zhang Jian handed the phone to Old Man Hou Xin with a smirk, and the old man took the phone and clamped it with his thumb and index finger. He snapped the phone on the table with a "splash". He just shook his head, sighed softly, and said nothing.

"The little thief on the road is right? Why don't he talk? Are you afraid? I tell you, I, Chu Xiao, the place you want to grab, is here. I tell you that the Hangzhou area has been a mess these two days. Is your strength behind you want to be the chicken that kills chickens to warn monkeys in our special situation?" Chu Xiao's self-terrorized tone did not cause any turmoil on the calm face of Mr. Hou Xin. On the contrary, Chu Xiao may be really bored, just like a fun thing rushing into his heart, as if he wanted to fight mischievously:

"Do you know the special situation? Haha! I think you guys are newbies who have never heard of it. Do you know Chu Xiao? Haha! I think you guys who have never heard of it. Now I tell you, kneel down and beg for mercy, and let my colleagues beg you for a fight. A group of people will do the same thing as bullying orphans and widows. The most annoying thing is you guys who bully the weak and fear the strong. I am very busy and have a lot of things to deal with. Now I return the phone to my colleagues, and you get out with a meticulous look!"

When Old Man Hou Xin heard this, his face became darker and darker, and finally said gloomy: "I am Hou Xin. If you have worked in a special situation, you should know me." Rong'er, who was covering her mouth, suddenly let go of her hand. The pleasant laughter and the small bells on the bracelet were intertwined like the first cry of thousands of peach blossoms awakening in the mountain stream in spring.

"Hou Xin? Hou Xinshe?" Chu Xiao was stunned at first, and a blank appeared in his mind. After he was silent for a while, he trembled in an extremely shocked and incredible tone: "You, you, are you Director Hou?"

"It's me." Old man Hou Xin obviously guessed the result.

"Director Hou, I don't know it's you. If I knew it was you, I would..."

"Just what? Let me get out in a round way?" The old man's tone had a strong sense of sarcasm, but there was no change on his face. No one knew how many waves were hidden under the calm lake.

"Not really, I just said it casually." Chu Xiao on the other end of the phone almost cried anxiously. Isn't it a small matter of pretending to be a pretentious thing? Why did he hit the iron plate all at once? Now King Chu Xie is about to become the King of Death Evil. It's all the blame for that little bastard Zhang Jian. Chu Xiao felt that the positions, power and money that he was about to obtain were all turned into little angels and flew away.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Your special game name is very famous now. You threaten this and that. Do you know that the things that happened to be born in Hangzhou a few days ago were all caused by your group of wine and food. Now the bureau has asked me, the former director, to clean up the mess, but I think you little monkeys are here, so I don't want to spend my old age." Old Man Hou Xin's slapping made Chu Xiao's anxiety suddenly relieve his anxiety.

"I'll ask you about Lin Rui, the informant of the special bureau. What should you do..." When Director Hou took the initiative to ask about the situation, Chu Xiao reported and summarized the director in detail with the expression of Director Ma Shizhan. Chu Xiao was recognized by the cultivation world as the dark light of the Legalists. In order to pursue the path of order in the shadow of the world, he did not know how many dark organizations were wiped out and how many demons who made waves in China were wiped out. People at that time often said: "Who speaks about the sound of the law, Chu is the king of evil land." If people outside know that the cold evil king also has a well-behaved side, it will definitely shake everyone's chin.

Hou Rong walked to Zhang Jian and handed him a bottle of mineral water, and asked her in a low voice: "You didn't do this on purpose for the sake of the instructor named Lin Rui, right?"

Zhang Jian unscrewed the bottle and poured a small sip of water into the bottle cap, but there was no intention of drinking it. After a while, he poured a large sip of water and overflowed all the water on the bottle cap. Seeing Hou Rong's doubts, Zhang Jian patiently explained in a slow tone: "The water in a cup can be finished in a small sip of water per person. If you continue to add water, a person can drink it in a small sip of water in small sips until it fills his stomach. Similarly, Lin Rui's aftermath is a small sip of water in Hangzhou in the bureau, and it has been drunk by others. I just need to ask the bureau to add a small sip of water to the bottle cap, and the saliva that should be Lin Rui's wife and children will come back."

"I understand, you are such a hard time doing this. If my grandfather says it, he will help. If he doesn't agree, hum!" Hou Rong clenched her little fist, and her snow nose wrinkled slightly, looking playful and cute.

"You don't understand. Once I open my mouth for a scheming person like your grandfather, it will be difficult to repay this favor." He glanced at the old man Hou Xin who was listening to Chu Xiao's report carefully, and then looked at the pretty and lively Hou Rong beside him. Zhang Jian muttered in his heart that now he threw a trouble on me. What should I do to make her understand that desire is not understood. As he thought about it, Zhang Jian lowered his head and saw Hou Rong's bright and transparent big eyes staring at him tightly. Zhang Jian felt a strong desire from her picturesque eyes.

Zhang Jian suddenly reached out to touch Hou Rong's head, feeling a little sorry for the girl, and said in a gentle tone: "You don't need to be so persistent."

Hou Rong stubbornly squeezed her head and said angrily: "I am already eighteen and already an adult."

A golden divine light shot out from Zhang Jian's eyes, and the divine light turned into a mark and wrapped around Hou Rong's hand, which shone with the silver bracelet on her hand. After doing these things, Zhang Jian took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket, wrote down his address, and handed the paper to Hou Rong: "There is the address I live in now. If you have time, you can come to me." After that, Zhang Jian came to Director Hou and said goodbye to him. His affairs today should have been successfully completed.

"Zhang Jian, Team Leader Chu wants you to go to the municipal bureau tomorrow morning, saying that he has something to come to you." Old Man Hou Xin put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and nodded to Zhang Jian, and then signaled Hou Rong who was standing aside and asked her to give him a gift to Zhang Jian on his behalf.

The mist welcomes the birds, and the night is cold in the early spring. The graceful person stands tall and misses the evening. The night's curtain quietly descends on the bustling streets, and neon lights shine on the streets at night. Zhang Jian walked into the endless stream of roads, just like an ancient knight walking into the snow-covered woods, leaving only fleeting footprints and a blanket mood for the people behind him. At this time, Hou Rong, who was standing at the gate, looked at Zhang Jian's departure direction, and one hand involuntarily touched the golden mark left to her. The breeze blew across the treetops, and a light yellow flower fell quietly on her neat bun.

The second update, I wish you all a happy June 1st.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!